Zhongzhou Dynasty, Li family.

A waiter hurried into an ornate courtyard.

"Prince, according to the latest information, Lan Jiechen was sucked away by a strange beam of light not long ago, and his whereabouts are still unknown. ”

Li Shuaifeng frowned slightly, and stopped the swordsmanship that was moving.

"What the hell is going on. ”

The waiter handed the communication talisman in his arms to Li Shuaifeng.

Li Shuaifeng realized, no one knew what he was thinking, and his eyes sparkled.

"Okay, I know it, you can step down. ”

"Yes! The subordinates will retire!"

After the waiter left, he crushed the communication talisman, and after a while, he opened his eyes again and looked at Dongzhou.

"Lan Juechen, what are you doing, you waste?"

......

Among King Arthur's Mausoleum.

Lan Jiechen was playing the requiem song he knew.

A pair of slender little hands beat like elves on the black and white keys. The long eyelashes on the heart-shaped face formed an arc of temptation, and the person moved with the sound, and the occasional raised head made people breathe tightly, so a fluttering face!

It's just that there is something that flickers in those eyes, which makes people can't grasp it, but they want to peep, and before they know it, people have been attracted, and they are intoxicated with sound and people.

The night permeated the blood-colored fields with the dim moonlight

Death that never shines brightly

Forgotten is forgotten what is left in the heart of the dry heart

The sky dawned on the wall of Deathknell Town next to the tomb

Only mottled pain and wounds remained

Look back and look back at the glory of the battlefield of blood and fire

All that remains of the shell is the slaughtered body

Hollow eyes: no blood, no tears, no light

From afar, look at the splendor of the Dark City in the distance, the splendor of decay

Water can't wash away old wounds on your finger bones

Broken armor could not hide the old faith of the warriors

Hold the gun and hold the gun again and return to the front

......

Countless musical note spirits conjured up, dazzling everything, lighting up all the darkness around them, and they were like angels descending from earth, passing through the magic circle and rushing into the bodies of the zombies, turning into a holy light, which instantly spread throughout their bodies.

The black and gray aura was instantly dispersed by this holy light, and these zombies all stopped their movements, they looked at their hands in disbelief, and then looked around at their companions.

Blood and tears slipped from the corners of their eyes, like bright red and translucent rubies, and they all changed back to their original appearance, as if they all remembered something. Although their expressions were painful, they smiled from the bottom of their hearts, and they bowed slightly to Lan Jiechen, and then turned into ash smoke one after another.

Crystal tears slid down Lan Jiechen's cheeks and dripped on the keys, shattering, and his heart was also broken. Lan Juechen seemed to recall something, looking extremely lonely and lonely. It makes people's hearts can't help but feel sour.

Yang Xiaoyu looked at this scene blankly and muttered.

"Lan Jiechen, I usually see you with an optimistic look, thinking that you are so optimistic by nature. It turns out that you are a lonely warrior with pain and a past in her arms. Lan Jiechen, how many secrets do you have? for what, for what, for what, my heart is so painful and sad at this time. ”

She frowned, her hands clutching the clothes she was holding, the heart-rending soreness that suffocated her.

"It's not enough, it's not enough! It would be nice to have a score at this time, in that case, I will fight my life to envelop this piece of royal tomb with my voice and purify it. Lan Jiechen said secretly in his heart.

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden sheet music quietly appeared on the piano, Lan Juechen's eyes flashed with a hint of essence, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing his unique evil smile.

He changed, his eyes were like pure black gems, surrounded by countless black qi, the mixed samurai clothes were windless, and his long snow-white hair was fluttering.

One person, one piano, one score, and the surrounding holy light is dotted, and it has become an eternal picture.

At this time, Lan Juechen seemed extremely elegant, evil, and more sad.

The mysterious runes were transformed from the score, and the golden runes rotated along the trajectory of the mystery, forming a mysterious mystical formation, infinitely amplifying Lan Juechen's rhythm.

The note elves seemed to understand the sorrow of their master, they spread their wings and flew high, turning into thousands of rays of light to burst out in all directions, and soon the note elves shrouded the entire royal tomb, and the holy light was dotted, like the stars in the endless night sky, like the light of hope in the endless darkness.

They are like angels, passing on the blessings of Lan Jiechen.

"It doesn't matter what kind of family you are, no matter what you did in life, no matter what kind of person you were in life, in short, you have fought for others, you have fought for your family and friends. You are all qualified practitioners, but your path is different, and everyone is going all the way. ”

Everywhere the note elves went, all the undead turned into bits of light and dissipated. But they left, their little gratitude to Lan Juechen.

Gift!

The note elves returned to Lan Jiechen's body with the gifts of these undead creatures, turning into pure and flawless energy that permeated his whole body.

The Dao Seed rotates slowly, and if you look closely, you will find that a slight crack has appeared on the surface of the Dao Seed.

Deep in the royal tomb.

The red hall, the red carpet, the red curtains, the golden paintings, the golden tassels, and the dark red bookcase sat behind him dressed in white, and his long hair was draining down.

The young man, who seemed to be only about twenty years old, opened his eyes slightly, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, with an indescribable weirdness.

"The music of life, you have finally appeared, I have waited so hard for you. Is this white-haired boy the inheritor you have chosen? Your vision is really getting worse and worse. ”

......

"Boom, boom, boom......"

I don't know what happened to the road, the whole royal tomb suddenly shook, and the mountains shook for a while, and the mountains collapsed and cracked. However, all this did not affect Lan Juechen's playing at all.

His pure black gemstone eyes flashed with a glimmer of light from time to time, but through his eyes, he could faintly find that it was a formation that emitted light, and it was a mysterious and complex formation.

Somewhere in the Academy of Miracles.

Granny Long sat cross-legged, as if she had integrated into heaven and earth, and heaven and man were in harmony. Suddenly, her brows trembled slightly, and then she slowly opened her eyes and looked into the distance.

"What an amazing reaction of space-time energy, it seems to have come from the territory of Dongzhou Aolai Country. Hmmm?!Proud to come to the country??!?

......

City of Miracles, Wang's Family.

"Ancestor, don't we have to do anything at all? ”

"It's not that we can't save us when we die, but we can't get past it now. The brothers who are waiting for him a hundred miles away, if they can escape, will face the threat of many enemies. ”

"Alas...... Let's hope nothing happens to him. This kid is one of my favorite juniors. ”

......

City of Miracles, Xu Family.

Xu Duoduo looked around at his elders.

"Elders, are you ready?"

Their faces were very indifferent, but they also responded slightly.

"Hmm. ”

"Alright. ”

Xu Duoduo was not angry, he said with a smile.

"Elders, this time, we are bound to win! Otherwise, we will not be able to explain to our ancestors. This time, I decided to dispatch all the elders of the family elders' house to the Dongzhou Aolai Kingdom. ”

One of the oldest elders said with a slight frown.

"Master, are you sure we're going to send them all?"

Xu Duoduo said very seriously and affirmatively.

"Yes! It's about eternal life! I think you're very interested. Life is too short!"

......

On a summer night, the sky is dotted with sparkling stars, like the Milky Way paved with fine quicksand, reclining on the blue sky. The earth has fallen asleep.

Except for the gentle and gusting of the breeze, and the occasional barking of a dog, the deserted streets were silent.

On a quiet summer night, the atmosphere became very oppressive and weird, making people feel that it was difficult to breathe, and even a sense of suffocation.

This is a prelude to the coming storm.

Countless families are running at full strength, as if a shocking battle is about to take place. They also seem to have a premonition that something is about to happen.

It's all for a book.

......

King Arthur's Mausoleum.

"Yang Xiaoyu, you stand there obediently. Wait a minute, no matter what happens, you don't move. When I come back, do you know what to do?"

Lan Jiechen said in his ethereal and empty voice.

"Hmm. Yang Xiaoyu responded with great certainty.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Wang Ling shook even faster, countless dust poured down, and several boulders fell straight down towards Lan Juechen.

"Be careful!" Yang Xiaoyu shouted.

When he was still a millimeter away from Lan Juechen, he was entangled by the black qi on Lan Juechen's body, and instantly turned into nothingness, as if everything had never happened.

The huge and majestic royal tomb began to split from the secret realm, and for a time the mountains shook and the sky collapsed.

"Boom, boom!"

Countless demon beasts tried their best to flee out, but they were strangled by the formation of the royal tomb until only a pile of minced meat remained, and then slowly disappeared, turning into the energy source of the formation.

It didn't stop them, as if something more terrible was about to happen.

It was as if the designer of the mausoleum had already designed half of it.

A huge void appeared in the air of the secret realm, with a diameter of hundreds of miles, deep, dark, and cold, and the royal tomb was slowly rising towards the hollow.

"Click!"

It's the earth groaning.

The powerhouses in the secret realm looked at this scene solemnly and were silent for a long time.

They knew what this was all about, but they didn't have the urge to say anything, this time it would set off another bloody storm, and the Miracle Continent would shed a river of blood again.

It's all in plain sight.

The Miracle Continent has already begun to boil.

"King Arthur's Mausoleum is back on earth!"

"The Book of Wonders will come again!"

"Whoever gets this book will have eternal life!"

“......”

Above the peak of the stars.

Master Dream looked faintly into the distance, he saw the sword light and sword shadow, and he saw that it was another inevitable bloody storm. He sighed helplessly.

"People always heal their scars and forget the pain. ”