Chapter One Thousand and Eighty-Three

The blood-colored shore of the lake was dotted with black ashes, like snow.

The people by the lake lay quietly like teenagers, but their handsome faces showed such calmness as never before, even so calm that there was no trace of vitality, as if they were in one place with this forest!

Gradually, the world does not know how many years have passed, the world has passed, but what should be destroyed is still extinguished, but there is no Tianjiao for thousands of years, so that only one teenager has awakened the ordinary god, but he is still known as Tianjiao!

This life has passed but I don't know how many strong people have emerged, with the retreat of the strong, the world has become quiet, quiet to unbearable, but all this, in the quiet, the young man lying on the bluestone slab suddenly opened his eyes one day.

There was a piece of blood in his eyes, and the blood-colored lake made his brows frown, but everything became indifferent, only the ethereal in front of him, indifferent to everything.

This time, there was no gray in his eyes, and his eyes were as clear as water, and they looked ethereal at that moment......

"Sea of blood, the town is down, it's gone!"

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There was not a trace of sound in the mountains and forests, but there was the bustling sound of leaves rubbing against each other, and a figure left from the lake step by step, without looking back at it more, the clarity in his eyes looked into the distance, and looked at the vast world beyond the mountains and forests.

I don't know what year it was, he walked out of the mountains and forests, looked at the vast land in front of him, didn't know how to express it, but he didn't know what time it was.

There is no time in the forest, the world has been vicissitudes, one more glance is the vicissitudes of life, I don't know what kind of heartache is under that glance.

His eyes were sad without tears, and his clear eyes saw through the world, but he seemed to have recognized the direction and walked towards that side step by step.

This place is Nantian, even he doesn't know why this is Nantian, there is everything in his eyes, when did he think about whom, he spent several months through the mountains and forests to the world, this time he spent a full three years walking, walked through thousands of mountains and rivers, I don't know how many mountains and rivers he has stepped on, and that all the way to the Nantian Scattered Spirit Domain.

Today, the Scattered Spirit Domain has become prosperous, and in this domain, there is a race that occupies an entire domain, and that race is called the Purple Saint Clan.

Walking in the scattered spirit realm, step by step I don't know where to return to the date, but on that day he stepped into a dynasty, the dynasty celebrities, but now the Qing clan dominates, and the emperor of this dynasty is a woman...... Qing people, green peerless!

Although Zi Han's eyes were clear, he looked a little numb, his black hair had already been scattered, and he couldn't distinguish the color in a white dress, and when he cried, he knew that he hated it at first sight, he walked on the road and stepped in the Liuyun Dynasty, his whole body seemed to exude a foul smell, but all the pedestrians avoided it one after another.

Along the way, he did not know how many cities he had traveled, nor did he know what tiredness was, but he stopped in one city when he looked up, and his clear eyes could not help trembling at this moment.

The city in front of him was full of flowers, the colorful petals were constantly messy, and the petals were beautiful, imprinted into people's hearts, but when he looked at the petals in the sky at that moment, this time Zi Han's body couldn't help but tremble at that moment.

"Do you remember? In the city of falling flowers, the willows by the lake ......"

After walking thousands of rivers and mountains, Zi Han finally said that sentence, his eyes became blurry, and he didn't know whether it was because of the falling flowers or because of the tears.

His heart trembled, the tears in his eyes turned into a stream, thousands of years, he wept again, at that moment he didn't know what else he could do, when he stepped into the city, there was a woman floating by his side, a silver dress dazzling as thunder and lightning.

The woman was born quite beautiful, but this time when she met her again, she looked graceful and luxurious, and she had a little more kingly spirit.

It's just that that time of rubbing shoulders became the last encounter, Zi Han walked into the city, never stopped, but the woman's footsteps stopped at that moment, and she was the lord of the clouds today, Qing Wushuang!

At that time, she suddenly looked back behind her, and at the moment of rubbing shoulders, Qing Wushuang seemed to sense something, but everything was only in an instant, and when she looked back, there was only the crowded crowd and the figure that disappeared in the sea of people.

What else can I say today, this city is famous for the falling flowers of the city, less than 10,000 years, but it is still known for five days, everyone is amazed when the city is full of falling flowers, but I don't know that the sword king of the year is from this city out of the city, swept the world, swept all directions, and achieved the supreme position.

But when Zi Han walked here, his eyes trembled, he had been gone for so long but he had forgotten that the manor had already been moved away by that person, leaving a vacancy here.

He didn't know what to say, he didn't know how long he stopped, but at sunset he silently turned and walked out of the city.

The hustle and bustle in the city, but there will be no more blood-colored moon in this city, Zi Han's back is full of loneliness and loneliness, but he can no longer meet the person he wants to meet at this time.

The only thing he left behind was the loneliness of the city, and the falling flowers that were scattered all over the city that night turned into blood, and the blood-colored petals were scattered, and I don't know how many people were shocked and sighed for it again!

He walked into the distance, but he didn't know what else he was familiar with, there was only one city at that time, and there was a city in which purple qi came from the east.

The city is called Ziyang City......

Zi Han stopped again, the perception at that time, there was a master in the city, the Purple King of the year, and in addition to the Purple King in the city, there were countless gods, and the strength of the clan was terrifying.

But Zi Han walked through this city without looking at that manor, I don't know how much injustice was left in that manor, and it was also in this manor that Zi Han was stained with blood and became a prisoner......

Thundered......

At that moment, there was a shocking bang, but the entire Ziyang City collapsed in an instant, and countless smoke and dust filled the heavens and the earth, but Zi Han walked step by step from the smoke and dust without looking back!

"Who!"

An angry roar sounded from the city, but with that roar, a sword light crossed between heaven and earth, and it was only a moment, as the blood drifted away, the roaring person turned into nothingness in that instant.

In this way, the whole city fell into silence, the Purple King was frightened and perceived the four directions of heaven and earth, but he did not perceive any breath, everything came so suddenly, it came so inexplicably, it was like a heavenly punishment, even the Purple King, as a holy king, only felt everything at the moment of collapse......

That one person perished, and with the sound of silence, no one was injured by the collapsed city, only a city turned into endless ruins.

When the night ushered in the dawn, when Zi Han stepped on Tianxuan, Tianxuan at that time fell silent in an instant, and a kind of intention to kill heaven and earth emerged at that moment, at that moment, the mountains were trembling, and the peaks and universes were actually poured for it at that moment, like the anger of the sky, shocking everyone.

At that time, the whole Tianxuan was trembling and frightened, but Zi Han left gloomily, not knowing where to return, but he knew where he should go, he had stepped into the Tiansheng Palace, stood under the Tiansheng Peak and looked at it for a long time, no one knew what he was thinking.

When the sky is full of flotsam, he has too many obsessions......

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