Broken walls and ruins, lifeless, such a look, Qixin Village does not know how much ravages have suffered, plants, trees are broken and scattered, like traces of a fight, and even the rocky land has traces of turning. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

What kind of mysterious beast skin scripture has any magic power, Nantian didn't see any words on it, but the madness of seekers everywhere in this place shows that there is a big secret, and maybe the answer can only be found in the Central Plains.

The dilapidated "Qixin Village" stone monument was lying reclining, with blood stains, weeds and dust on it, and the dirt bag was fine, Nan Tian knew that it was the monk who had explored it with the Yuan Shen.

When I came here, Nantian was full of sadness, thinking of the former villagers, childhood playmates, and silent parents. Thinking of his former genius and loneliness, he was even more free and easy to see through at that time.

Touching the "Qixin Village", the deceased is gone, and since he has entered the true path, he has to go all the way.

Coming back again, Nantian has a detached attitude towards everything that has happened and his former self, and he has strengthened his determination to keep moving forward.

"Hmm, what's going on, how do I feel that there is a mysterious power circulating on this stone tablet?" Nantian suddenly felt that there was a mysterious power flowing slowly in the "Qixin Village".

Xiao Pengpeng immediately exploded as soon as he touched it, his feathers stood upright, like a hedgehog, as if he had encountered something terrible, and his mouth read: "It's him! It must be him!"

Nan Tian knew that Xiao Pengpeng's strength was not bad, at least it was the Yuan Shen Realm, his origin was mysterious, and the things that could stimulate it were probably also extraordinary.

The stele shook, and a terrible wave came out of it, Nantian's palm hurt, and he quickly let go, and his palm was already broken and bleeding. The vibration became more and more severe, the eardrum swelled, as if it was bursting at any time, and there was even an illusion that it was about to disintegrate.

didn't have time to think, Nan Tian grabbed Xiao Pengpeng who was faint on the ground, swept into the distance, and when he reached a hundred zhang away, the discomfort disappeared.

Looking back, the stele was full of white light, and the inexplicable energy was flowing endlessly, gradually covering the stele and not seeing the inside. Suddenly, the three-foot-long stele was enlarged, as high as dozens of zhang. Missing the original heaviness, or not being called a stone stele, it is blurred and transparent, and slowly pulled up.

The villagers who were originally buried in the ground were brought out with the height of the stone tablet, wrapped in the energy of the stone tablet, and what was even more amazing was that those villagers were lifelike, where it looked like the bones buried in the ground for more than a month.

Suddenly, the phantom stone tablet released a shocking white light, and the white light went straight to the sky.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

Bai Mang turned into another stone tablet, and it seemed to hit something in the air, three times in a row. The impact seems random, but there is a kind of depression in the southern sky, which is a great force that cannot be understood.

The sky is broken! At the place where the stone stele collided, it was like the light shining through the dark clouds, blurring Zhongnantian to see the same eight stone steles, arranged in eight trigram positions, and the center was like a mirage, there was heaven and earth, there were mountains and rivers, there were all things in it, and there were strange races such as the three-eyed strange man that flashed by.

In a flash, there was chaos. The stone monument on the ground was originally pulled, and the energy became more violent, and it became a little larger, rising into the sky, and disappeared into the chaos of the sky in the blink of an eye.

The ground was already in a mess, and the original stone tablet left a sinkhole, but fortunately, although the energy was violent, it did not spread far away, and Nantian was already two miles away at this time, so it was very safe. Xiao Pengpeng woke up, trembling, unsteady on his feet, and embarrassed.

The portal-like chaos in the sky did not disappear, but rather a mountain-like pressure, as if a mountain was about to erupt from the portal.

A long rainbow rushed out of the portal and fell to the ground, and the portal in the sky disappeared in the tumbling of energy, and the pressure and fury that permeated the surroundings also disappeared completely.

On the ground, in its original location, a stone monument is impressively there. The blood on the stele was like an infusion, as if it had been soaked in a pool of blood, and the stele kept sucking, and the blood disappeared at all, and even the blood that flowed into the ground was sucked back.

After a while, he will be full, the surface will be smooth, and his spirit will be shining.

The stele aged at a rate visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, it became its original appearance, and its appearance was not good. The original messy ground, the sinkhole, was also restored to its original state at the moment, as if nothing had happened.

Quiescence.

After a while, the one person and one bird who were fortunate enough to see this shocking change eased up.

"What are you crying for?" asked Xiao Pengpeng. At this moment, Nantian's face was full of sorrow, his eyes pointed to the location of the portal in the sky just now, and he muttered in his mouth, "Where did you go?"

"Did you see the group of people taken away by the stele just now, they lived, and I saw my mother talking to me. Did you see it?" Nantian was very excited.

"People saw it, what's wrong?" Xiao Pengpeng looked indifferent.

"They lived! But where did they go!" Nantian turned from sadness to joy, and just as the stone tablet went straight to the door, Nantian saw that the villagers and parents wrapped in the stone tablet came to life, and even saw the action of his mother to talk to him.

The parents and villagers are alive, and Nantian is happy. What is the place behind the mysterious portal, and there is a mysterious stone tablet brought back like blood, are they safe? Won't they encounter more terrible dangers? Nantian began to suffer from gains and losses.

Suddenly, Nan Tian said: "Xiaopeng, you seem to know something, who is he? If you find him, you will naturally be able to find my parents." ”

"I don't know, it's a fear inherited from the soul, I don't know. Xiao Pengpeng shrunk his neck and said.

"That's right!

A dilapidated stone stele, the three words "Qixin Village" still exist, standing obliquely among the stones and weeds, and a person and a bird try their best not to move it.

There is no way, and it is in vain to do useless work. With the lesson of the last time, Nan Tian knew that this would have already alarmed the Eastern Wilderness, although this place was slaughtered by the Heavenly Demon Dao, but the vision of heaven and earth was extraordinary.

Stay away from here, and then think about it, the most important thing is that your strength is not enough, it is rumored that the Central Plains not only has people who have existed for thousands of years, but also has an existence that transcends the six changes and is immortal and immortal, so I am afraid that only they can stir it.

It is rumored that the people who have surpassed the six changes of the Dao Mirror, changed the heavens and the earth, and cut off the mountains and intercepted the stream, fortunately, only in legends, otherwise Nan Tian's real suspicion was caused by such a character.

A man and a bird embarked on the road to the imperial city in depression, since there was no other way, it was better to accept the reality.

It's time to understand the half of the jade that his parents left him.

Just when the stone tablet shook the sky here, the monks of the Eastern Wilderness were in an uproar.

In the city of Saibei, that day, the woman suddenly felt that the Yuan Shen was hammered and spit blood in her mouth. In the cold door, Luo Lie spit out a mouthful of black blood, and he was abnormally sluggish. In the imperial city, a middle-aged man was practicing meditation, and suddenly his seven orifices were bleeding, as if he had gone mad, and then swallowed a pill.

In a garden somewhere in the imperial city, a young man sat cross-legged on a futon, suddenly trembling all over, bleeding from his seven orifices, and shouting "My life is over!" Fortunately, there was only three breaths, and the young man said, "Sure enough, ....."

Ding Jingshan and Wu Laoyu were also injured, and many Donghuang monks were injured, the stronger the strength, the more serious the injuries, but the Dao Mirror Three Transformation Monks were not injured.

It was then.

Somewhere extremely far away from the Eastern Wilderness, an old man with white eyebrows and white hair, his face was like rotten wood, his eyes seemed to deduce the birth and death of all things, and the streamer swiped in the depths, and suddenly a drop of blood oozed from the center of his eyebrows, and the old man was even more dry and crumbling.

Two young people, a man and a woman, hurriedly supported the old man and said, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

The old man shook his head, and after a long time, he said: "When the sky appears, all I see is a dead end. ”

"Master, is there a solution?" said the young man. The old man shook his head again, then shook his head again, and raised his hand to point in a certain direction.

"Since ancient times, the heavens have been chaotic, but didn't you say that my sect can't get close?" the man said urgently.

"Maybe. You will go down the mountain in two days, maybe there will be the creation you are waiting for!"

The master said maybe, "The woman next to her seemed to have encountered something incredible." The two wanted to ask something, but the old man waved his hand and signaled not to ask again. said: "Welcome!"

At the same time, many existences, the top masters of many races, and many sects, families, and good and evil forces have changed their ancestral weapons.

"Heavenly Machine!" said everyone's hearts, coming towards the withered old man.

Heaven and earth seem to be a little different, but how many people can smell this difference.

Nantian was greatly stimulated and cultivated wildly. Nantian's qualifications belong to the worst people, and compared with mortals, it is only a kick in the door, plus there is no ice vitality of the snow mountain, "Xuan Bing Jue" is even more effective. The meridians seem to have adapted to the ice attribute, and once the "Divine Fire Technique" is running, the meridian pain is predetermined. The snow-capped mountain practice may have been due to luck or circumstances.

"Dragon Elephant Power Sutra" also seems to have encountered a bottleneck and is unable to move forward.

Nantian was distressed, but he still gritted his teeth and persevered, constantly running Sunday, day and night, without any relaxation.

One person and one bird are not in a hurry, and they are slow and leisurely all the way. Nantian, who was poor and scared, hunted all the way, but exchanged a lot of silver. People are sophisticated, worldly red dust, along the way, Nantian finally has some insight, and he is no longer the ignorant teenager before.

The imperial city is thousands of miles west of Qixin Village, close to the Central Plains. A man and a bird walked for a month, just like the ordinary.

Under the absolute suppression of the masters of the Central Plains, the Heavenly Demon Dao and the Terran no longer fought, and even cooperated.

Along the way, Nantian knew that the Central Plains had suppressed the various factions in the Eastern Wilderness, including the Heavenly Demon Dao, with a twenty-year-old man, and that person was called Yuan Yi.

Half a month ago, Yuan ordered that a ring would be set up in the Imperial City of the Eastern Wilderness to conduct a big competition, with Daobao as a reward. The power of Dao Treasure is mysterious and powerful in the Eastern Wilderness, and Nantian also embarked on the road of cultivating truth because of the pursuit of Dao Treasure.

For half a month, all the sects, families, and forces of the Eastern Wilderness have flocked to the Imperial City of the Eastern Wilderness. Even if you know that there is no hope, you are willing to see the power of the Dao Treasure.

There are people coming and going on the road, this is the scene of entering the customs quickly, and the next stop is the Imperial City of the Eastern Wilderness.

As usual, before entering the city, Nantian had to go to the mountains and forests outside the city to loot the beasts in exchange for silver. The strength of Nantian's physical body is almost comparable to that of the early stage of the Dao Mirror's Four Changes, and it is overkill, and it is unfavorable.

"Someone is singing in front, it's so ugly, Xiao Pengpeng can't stand it!" Xiao Pengpeng had an uncomfortable expression. Nantian also heard it and didn't pay much attention to it.

Suddenly, the singing voice changed, and there was still a song.

Killing Spirit!

There's a battle ahead!