Countless overlapping or separating images sprung back and forth in his mind. Some have been sealed for a long time, and some have happened a few days ago. He has a good memory, and he has never simply abandoned these things that he has experienced.

The rough knuckles of his fingers accidentally touched the dark red jade plate on his waist.

The feeling of coolness and clarity was channelled into his nerves. He casually recalled the strange and strange encounter when he was most desperate.

It was a memory he never grasped. But it is precisely because of this past that he has the capital of revenge today.

His mind was fragmented, and he seemed to be immersed in the gray sky again.

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After burying the elves, he challenged and avenged the self-proclaimed righteous ones in near vain, and at the same time, he always fell into boundless fear every night.

By that time, the scourge of disorder was coming to an end. The victory of the Terran race was a foregone conclusion, and looking at his hands full of blood, he felt that his strength alone was very small, and it was impossible for him to avenge his people alone.

During that time, when he realized this, he was once crazy and wandering, like a walking corpse.

On the one hand, there is a distant hope, and behind it is the abyss of powerlessness. He is like a wandering soul, helpless, with no skills, but nowhere to use them.

That memory was his most confused and chaotic period.

Looking up at the heavens and the earth, he is like a mayfly, wandering in this land stained with the blood of his relatives.

…… All of this changed after strayed into a strange realm that day.

He vaguely remembered that it was in the distant distance of the pure world, a place where the rocks and peaks were intertwined.

After wandering for a long time, he was in a trance, and inadvertently came to that mysterious place. Looking at the peaks for dozens of miles, there is no green life, only gray-brown rocks of different shades are horizontally vertical, and now I think about it, I still feel strange.

The stone forest was endless, and by the time he realized that he was lost in it, three or four days had passed.

He was in it, and he tried everything he could, but he still couldn't get out. No matter whether you climb the rocky mountain and look into the distance, or break the rock all the way to open the way, it is just useless, but it is deeper and deeper, and you can't find the way out.

There are no plants and animals inside, only silent days and nights. Even though his skills are extraordinary, there is still nothing he can do.

- All this, if there were no follow-up, he would never call it "chance".

To this day, he is still willing to believe that it was the ancestors of his clan who took pity on him and gave him the opportunity. Because just when he was about to despair, he came across a supreme secret treasure hidden in the stone forest.

One of them is the blood-colored crystal block he used to engrave the dark red "Xuanhui".

That was the last time he walked through the stone forest and was surprised to find it. The blood-colored crystals were embedded deep in a high stone wall, emitting a faint red light.

It gave his eyes, which had been paralyzed by the silent color of the rocks, to shine again. And seeing such a good treasure, he naturally took it seriously, flew up and climbed up, and peeled the spar off the stone wall with one blow.

The force of the force shattered the falling rocks at the same time, and the cave behind the hedron was revealed.

After taking a treasure, Ghost Xiao Changyuan was naturally unwilling to give up, and plunged into the exploration, and finally found a long and narrow poem carved on the wall.

"Mayfly, eight hundred years. The deer opens up the territory, and the river of blood is in the sky. ……”

"Dan Dementor, Eagle Mountain. Ghosts are also people's hearts, and they stop on three paths. ……”

The words are like ants crawling, dense and difficult to read. But as he examined its contents, he stumbled upon the mechanism behind the stone wall and found a wooden box containing three rolls of yellowed paper.

Among them, it contains two volumes of simple prescriptions, one volume of simple exercises, both written in similar long poems.

He felt more and more that something was wrong, but it was difficult to restrain the fire of the heroes rising in his heart.

This is his chance...... This should be his chance, if he draws according to this, there will be no mistake!

He reluctantly memorized the key points in the long poem carved on the wall, and took the wooden box out of the cave along with the hedrons.

What surprised him even more was that after he took these few secret treasures that appeared out of thin air, it didn't take long for him to find the exit of the stone forest.

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On the beast seat, the ghost howling Changyuan lightly knocked on the blood-colored "Xuanhui", making a crisp sound.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help frowning.

After that, according to the record of the long poem, he began the grand and secret Nine Thorough Shadow Project.

Revenge and preparation, behind the scenes, he secretly stirred the extraordinary turbulent tide. However, about the strange and unpredictable stone forest, there has never been a conclusion in my mind.

Later, he did not go there to investigate, but he could not find any trace of the "Stone Forest".

The place that made him completely change his fate disappeared silently in his memory alone.

The jade plate made of blood-colored crystals can play the same function as the real Xuanhui, and it is a special "Xuanhui" material for him and the Four Banners. And those two volumes of prescriptions, after he studied and translated, he got today's Sorrow and Transformation Pill.

All this ...... It's kind of unbelievable.

The pupils of the Ghost Roaring Changyuan reflected the jumping flames, and the muscles on his face gathered slightly.

He had always convinced himself that these were the opportunities he deserved. But whenever he thinks alone, he always has a little hesitation about himself and this bizarre past.

Even if you have doubts, even if you don't trust them, it's too late to talk about them.

That volume of exercises was cultivated by him after a long period of retreat, and it was also the hole card that he had defeated before. From the inside to the outside, the "Bu Xiao Blood" exercise is equivalent to a sea of small qi regenerated, and the power in it has been entangled with his meridians.

He couldn't help but smile wryly. It's all worth it, though. To be able to make the human race at such a cost, how could he have hoped for it before?

Thinking like this, his pupils darkened, like a gloomy twilight.

In any case, since the day he chose revenge, there has been no retreat and choice behind him. With thousands of years of time, he won't stop there.

And at this moment, from behind him, slowly walked a footstep.

As the dim light flame illuminated, the figure in the shadows gradually revealed its figure.

"Xiao Wuye......" Ghost Xiao Changyuan measured his neck sideways, "Those two, what's wrong." ”

Those two people undoubtedly refer to the seriously injured and unconscious shadow remains, as well as ...... After thinking about it for a long time, I finally got the secret weapon I wanted.

For the sake of the "secret weapon", now his deployment has almost stalled. But it's worth it, because once it returns, it will bring unprecedented slaughter rain despair.

The breath of the bloody rain...... It seems to have been slowly lingering around the tip of his nose.

Xiao Wuye walked behind the shadow lord and stopped slowly.