Chapter 1017 Origin (6)

Legend has it that there were nine suns surrounding the primeval continent, but at the moment, there was not a single normal sun. To the east of the Dragon Domain, there was a fist-sized, miserable white sun, and in the north, on the contrary, it was unusually large and red, like a swollen corpse. To the west of the Dragon Domain is a very black monster - the Black Hole, which is like a fierce fang hidden in the night, silent but eerie and ruthless.

After the War of the Gods, six of the nine suns disappeared, and three more became like this.

Ye Jingyu listened to her brother's words and looked for it in another direction, and it didn't take long for her to find a big crack in the transparent ancient barrier and fly into it easily. The entire Dragon Domain has been destroyed, and the Ancient Enchantment can still be preserved?

The red chain dragon flew into the ancient enchantment, and they could be regarded as truly entering the dragon domain.

The desolate wind howled in this destroyed land, a quaint breath from the primeval world rushed to the face, and invisibly there seemed to be a distant Qiang flute sound, echoing on the earth, the sound flickered and flickered, like a sigh like a long howl, which made people feel sad when they heard it.

The red chain dragon flies low, the mountains and rivers on the land have been barren, the rivers and waterfalls have been exhausted, the grass and trees are all desertified, and the eyes are barren and windy sand.

Between the burial of sand and gravel, white bones are revealed from time to time, although their corpses are rotten, and their weapons are also rusty, but Ye Qingcheng can see from the residual momentum of the dry bones and weapons that they are all gods in their lifetimes, and the rusty weapons that have been annihilated by the yellow sand are all artifacts that do not exist in the human world.

The remains of the gods are abandoned in the wilderness like the corpses of pigs and dogs, and the artifacts are scrap metal among the rubble, and you can pick up as many as you want.

If it weren't for worrying about his mother, Ye Qingcheng really wanted to be a "beggar" and pick up these "garbage" back, the Ye family soldiers had an artifact in their hands, how majestic!

"Brother, if we save my mother's soul, when we go back, we will pick up tens of thousands of artifacts and go back, right?" Ye Jingyu stared at the artifacts and corpses below, and even the king of Hades was greedy.

"Okay. Ye Qingcheng smiled reluctantly, and they thought of going together.

They flew towards the withered sacred tree, and the closer they got to it, the more they felt that it was ridiculously large. On the tree, among the dry branches, there is a gray and gloomy light mist, which envelops the entire tree, covering an area of hundreds of thousands of miles, forming a pale gray canopy. Because the distance was still too far, Ye Qingcheng didn't know what the light gray mist was, but it couldn't be clouds, no matter how majestic the clouds were, there were no hundreds of thousands of miles.

At first, they thought the sacred tree was incredibly big, but when they got closer, they thought it was terrifyingly big, but when they were within a hundred thousand miles of it, they had no idea about it. Because, if you get closer, you can't see it in its entirety.

"Brother, did you hear the sound of the Qiang flute?" Ye Jingyu asked.

"It's not an illusion?" Ye Qingcheng said in surprise.

"No, it's like a soul sound. There should be many ghosts around the sacred tree. Ye Jingyu said, her expression has not changed, she is the one who is not afraid of ghosts in the world.

Ye Qingcheng's eyes couldn't help but widen, and he said incredulously, "Wouldn't it?"

Ye Jingyu is at the god level, and Ye Qingcheng's true immortals are very reluctant, so she can see things far more clearly than him. She shook her head and said, "The light gray mist is an impure spirit, and inside the mist, there are at least tens of billions of remnant souls. ”

"This ......" Ye Qingcheng was dumbfounded, and said, "Produced after the catastrophe of the gods?"

"In the underworld, the easiest way to refine the spirit group is to kill a certain life and dig out the spirit source directly from the yin soul. Some techniques are too simple, and when they dig, they will drag out a little remnant soul......"

Speaking of this, Ye Qingcheng instantly understood, and his tears almost flowed out. Looking at the "gray canopy", he finally saw the evidence of the crimes of the gods and demons, this majestic gray mist of hundreds of thousands of miles, all of them were escaped by the gods, they were at least tens of billions of them, all of them were slaughtered by the demon gods, and finally, he hung his spirit on the tree and became a ghost that haunted the tree.

sacrificed billions, but failed to save the mother of all lives.

The remains of the sacred tree were also bloody and full of sin because of this gray mist.

"If this Mother of All Lives is the Most Good, the more she does this, the faster her death will be. Ye Qingcheng said.

Ye Jingyu looked at him in shock, he didn't expect his brother to say such profound words.

"From this point of view, the demon god should be in a state of madness, and it is impossible for a Dao Ancestor with a normal mind to do such a thing. Ye Qingcheng looked at his sister strangely and said, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

"Brother, your comprehension is so deep, is my mother's original judgment really right?" Ye Jingyu said.

"Mother believes in the strongest bloodline, indeed, the strongest bloodline will give birth to the strongest cultivation, you are an example. Ye Qingcheng said proudly: "But when it comes to the comprehension of life, I am deeper than you." Because, I have the greatest teacher (Yuntian), who has no one to comprehend and attain all things, except for his low cultivation. ”

As he spoke, the red chain dragon flew like a scarlet lightning bolt towards a dead branch of the sacred tree.

With the soul seal, Ye Jingyu faintly felt that her mother was on the tree, so their direction could be clear.

The closer we get to the sacred tree, the clearer everything becomes. The dead branches, thousands of miles long and hundreds of miles wide, still have some old and dilapidated cities left on them, but more are still remains and scars left after the catastrophe.

A faint gray soul mist shrouded everything, Ye Qingcheng's brothers and sisters had already entered it, and the red chain dragon soared over the tree, it was a speck of red dust, and it fluttered insignificant.

In the gloom, there is no dead silence, one after another incomplete ghosts, floating in the abandoned city or in the fog, they whimper desolately, the sacred tree is dead and they don't even have a chance to reincarnate, they can only float all their lives, until one day it is completely dispersed and turned into a part of the gray mist.

Everything here carries infinite sorrow, everything is shrouded in gray desolation.

"Mother's soul breath has become a little stronger. Ye Jingyu finally smiled, turned her face to Ye Qingcheng and said, "It's at the top of the holy tree, her soul breath is quite stable now. ”

Hearing this, Ye Qingcheng was overjoyed. While he was happy, he suddenly saw that the blue bead headband worn by his sister suddenly lit up at some point, so he asked, "Did you sense it?"

"Sensed what?" Ye Jingyu was stunned by his question.

"The blue beads on your head are shining. ”

That means that the fire source of the Mother of All Lives is still here, and it has not been extinguished. Ye Jingyu said with a smile.

However, Ye Qingcheng was not too optimistic, after they came here, they really didn't perceive any danger. But what killed his mother? He shuddered at the thought of it, for the danger had not been lifted, but that they were approaching it.

The higher it flew, the more serious the damage left over from the Divine War, and the upper part of the entire sacred tree was burned to charcoal, and now it has weathered into black fossils.

Suddenly, the desolate Qiang flute sounded again, this time very clearly. Ye Qingcheng looked up, the voice came from the top of the extremely high tree, he wanted to remind his sister to be careful, but when he looked up at her state, he didn't say anything.

Ye Jingyu stood on the head of the red dragon, the red dragon was rushing straight up, her eyes were firm, her expression was resolute, obviously out of the way.

"Whoosh!!"

The red dragon rushed upward, its speed was as fast as lightning, and it rushed past some of the small branches of the sacred tree, and the powerful wind blew the carbonized dead branches to break abruptly, and then fell down with a "boom".

Ye Qingcheng knew that the danger might be approaching, but he didn't have a better way, everything above was unknown.

After passing through the layers of gray soul mist, the red dragon rushed to the top of the tree, and the light gray mist could not reach the very top, so the sky dome was clear.

Looking at the western sky in the distance, there is a silent black hole, which is entrenched there. To the north of the sacred tree, there was a huge crimson sun, a swollen corpse that glowed reddish.

At the top of the treetops, on a branch nearly 70 miles wide and 3,000 miles long, there was an ancient hall that was black and scorched and half collapsed. The red dragon landed on the square in front of the ancient hall, and a colorful skeleton was abandoned and scattered around it.

"The bones of the Lord God. Ye Jingyu quickly glanced at it, and the red dragon had turned into a chain and was held in her hand as a whip.

At the southwest end of the ancient square, there are five sculptures, respectively the majestic fire phoenix, the hideous green dragon, the majestic Xuanwu, etc., there is no doubt that they are the sculptures of the five ancestors! The souls of the five ancestors turned into five sculptures, each of them holding a broken chain, and the demon god who should have been sealed in the middle once again cut off the seal and fled.

A broken ancient sword was left blank and stuck diagonally on the ground.

The Demon God has broken the seal again! Ye Qingcheng's worst concern still appeared.

At this point, whatever they do, it's too late.

Because the demon god was by this ancient square, he did not leave, he kept playing the Qiang flute.

I saw that near the charred ancient hall, there was a tall and thin figure. He was filthy, his robe was ragged and stained with blood and mud, and his face was obscured by his unkempt white hair.

He sat at the base of the temple wall, holding an old Qiang flute, playing as if no one was around.

He was much more embarrassed than the last time Ye Qingcheng saw him, he was still terrifying and majestic at that time, but now he is a beggar with a broken can.

The Qiang flute whimpered, like the weeping of an old man.

However, even if he became like this, the Ye Qingcheng brothers and sisters were still extremely nervous, and they were getting closer and closer, always on guard against him.

"Hey, devil, was my mother killed by you?" Ye Jingyu shouted tremblingly.

There was no response, and he was still playing the Qiang flute as if no one was around.

"Hey!"

Suddenly, Ye Jingyu kicked a skeleton away and hit the demon god's head with a "clang". At this moment, it almost scared Ye Qingcheng's heart out of his throat.

The demon god stopped his flute and slowly raised his head to look at them, his unkempt hair covering his eyes.

Ye Qingcheng immediately pulled Ye Jingyu behind him, although her sister was much stronger than him, but in front of the demon god, there was actually no difference between them, they were all similar to ants. At this time, the sense of responsibility as a brother is reflected.

Ye Jingyu was also frightened by her actions just now, and she stared at the demon god.

"Can't death kill you?"

Ye Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, and then asked cautiously, "What?"

"No, death kills death!" the demon god stood up, not only was he extremely embarrassed, but he was also unusually thin, with only a wide, ragged black robe, so thin that his skin and bones were like dead branches.

He walked towards Ye Qingcheng's brothers and sisters, and said in a solemn voice: "The death of the giant fang, destroy my star field, and be punished!"

Ye Qingcheng's brother and sister stood in place, didn't need to move, they were so frightened that their cold hairs stood on end, watching him approach step by step.

"When I gather the power of ten thousand ways, I will definitely be able to kill it!"

At this time, he had already walked to Ye Qingcheng's side, Ye Qingcheng grabbed his sister's hand tightly, didn't move her, didn't speak, and even stopped breathing.

"Destroy my star field, destroy my people. "The demon god had already passed by them, and his mouth was talking, obviously crazy.

"Destroy my starfield, destroy my starfield, destroy my starfield......"

On the ground, the demon god looked up to the sky and cried, but Ye Qingcheng's brothers and sisters breathed a sigh of relief, such a character, no matter how powerful he was, could not be regarded as a real demon god. He may not inadvertently hurt the innocent, but if he does this, it will never be possible to cause large-scale extinction.

"Killing tens of billions of living beings, what he has become is not worthy of sympathy. Ye Jingyu said.

Ye Qingcheng sighed, and vaguely guessed the reason: when the demon god was sealed by Xiao Wu for the first time, the Mother of Ten Thousand Lives should not have died, and when he returned here after 100,000 years, he found that the Mother of Ten Thousand Lives was dead.

He slaughtered tens of billions of people in vain!

Just imagine, the most respected ancestor of this star field, did everything for one thing, became a demon and went crazy, slaughtered hundreds of millions, and in the end it was just a void, and he also accelerated the death of this star field. Can he bear this blow?

"Mother was killed by him unintentionally?" Ye Jingyu guessed.

"Even if we were, we couldn't take revenge. Ye Qingcheng said. They couldn't get near him at all, he was crazy, but dangerous, and the only way was for him to fend for himself.

No one can defeat the most powerful demon god, except fate. Now, he has suffered the retribution he deserves.

After being silent for a while, Ye Qingcheng's brothers and sisters walked towards the door of the scorched ancient hall, and when they were about to reach the gate of the hall, they suddenly heard the desolate sound of a donkey.

They turned their faces, and the demon god had unconsciously turned into Xiao Bian, looking up to the sky and howling.

"How could he become a donkey?" Ye Jingyu said.

"He was sealed in the belly of a donkey for 100,000 years, and now he is so mad that he can't tell whether he is a god or a donkey. Ye Qingcheng's heart suddenly became sad. Although the Demon God's methods are extreme, it can also be understood, in case the Holy Tree is saved, this star field will be alive, and no matter how much sacrifice is acceptable.

However, he failed.

"I see. Ye Jingyu turned her head to look at the thin flat-headed donkey, her clear eyes were full of pity.

The gate of the ancient hall was lost, and the hall was full of ashes, and there were several corpses buried by ashes, and it is estimated that they were at least at the level of the main god during their lifetimes, because this is the temple of the mother of all lives, and everyone who can enter here must be the main god.

Ye Qingcheng had already learned from the ancient scrolls that the Mother of Ten Thousand Lives was actually a tree spirit, and she had already appeared as a woman.

Inside the temple, which was filled with the smell of antiquity, everything had been burned, and now everything was carbonized.

"Ah!!h

Ye Jingyu suddenly screamed, turned her head, her face turned pale, and her body trembled violently.

"What's wrong?!" Ye Qingcheng exclaimed.

"Mother!" Ye Jingyu pointed to a carbonized pillar in the distance, a white bone in the ashes, and didn't dare to face it.

Ye Qingcheng didn't approach immediately, he stared at the skeleton, although he didn't know how his sister recognized it, but there were even more terrifying thoughts in his mind!

"Quickly get out!" Ye Qingcheng grabbed his sister with a solemn expression, stepped back while staring cautiously around, and said, "It's not the demon god who killed the mother, that monster is still hiding in this palace!"