Ling Tiansu had a dream, a very long and distant dream.

Blurred... He is like a rootless duckweed, drifting with the wind, and he cannot voluntarily drift to his hometown.

The blood-stained Tianhuang Mountain, he stood in the sky higher than the top of the mountains, and above his head was a huge blood moon.

He looked down from the top of his head, at the familiar and desperately distorted faces.

This is the day... The scene of the Northern Clan's army entering Tianhuang Mountain is reproduced, and the roars and screams of the clansmen below can be vaguely heard, as well as the cries of young children.

The strange thing is that the heart that should be furious, sad and desperate is now more flat than water.

You don't need to look at Ling Tiansu at this time to feel that his expression must be no sadness, no joy, no emotion, and his eyes are extremely indifferent, as if everything that happens below has nothing to do with him.

Ling Tiansu doesn't like himself like this, the people who died below are his own people, he shouldn't treat it so indifferently.

The palm of the hand was slowly raised, and the heart was tightly clenched, and under the chest, at some point, it became empty, and the original scorching heartbeat that kept beating was gone!

When such a strange thing happened, Ling Tiansu's heart was still calm and abnormal, without any fear, and some were only slightly confused.

My heart...... When is it gone?

Once again, his gaze was cast on the brutal slaughter battlefield below, and the scene seemed to fade away, like a swimming painting.

The scene below swirled as if it had been sucked away by an invisible vortex black hole, and the blood moon behind him disappeared......

All the sounds stopped abruptly, everything returned to calm and darkness, and it seemed that he was the only one left in the vast and boundless world.

An unprecedented sense of emptiness arose, perhaps because there was no other creature but him in this vast and borderless world, or perhaps it was the heart that was empty under his chest and lost at some point.

He didn't like the tranquility of the moment, and the palm on his heart reached out through the void, and he felt that this was his dream, and it should be at his disposal.

With a flick of the palm, the darkness cleared.

From far away, he seemed to hear the hoarse roar of a woman.

Following the prestige, there is yellow sand at the end of the sight, and at a glance, you can see that it is the frontier of the battlefield.

The corpses were strewn across the Terran army, and the broken flags and weapons were slanted in the pile of corpses, showing a sense of desolation and ruin, and the yellow sand under the thousands of corpses had long been covered by red and blackened blood.

Ling Tiansu recognized the badge on the iron armor on the corpse, which was the symbol of the Jin army.

It was also the first time he had faced the battlefield so closely......

The oppressive heaviness that pervades the mountain of corpses is by no means as light as the book describes.

The smell of blood as strong as wine filled the air, and Ling Tiansu couldn't imagine that behind the Great Jin Dynasty, which seemed so comfortable now, there were so many soldiers who had been sent to their deaths on the battlefield one after another.

This does not verify the saying that the more light prevails, the deeper the darkness behind it.

Isn't it the horse leather shroud, which was exchanged for blood and bones?

The wind swept the yellow sand, slamming on the bloodstained corpse, Ling Tiansu's gaze was calm, even such a bleak and cruel picture seemed to be unable to shake his empty chest for a minute.

Just as his palm was about to swing away from the scene, an inconspicuous black dot seemed to move on the mountain of corpses in the distance.

Zooming in closer, it turns out that among the thousands of Jin troops, the soldiers have all died, but the leader and general have not yet fallen.

His body was not as majestic as that of ordinary generals, but even if he was seriously injured and on the verge of death, his back was naturally straight, like a proud bamboo.

His eyes were closed, and a large amount of red blood oozed from his eyes, and he was blind, and his breathing was so heavy that his voice was strange.

Ling Tiansu's eyes moved slightly, and only then did he find that his lungs were pierced by a sword, and the sound of his breathing was naturally different.

The man's armor was stained red with blood, and his breath was extremely weak, as if he would fall down at any time, but he still stubbornly held a flag in his hand and refused to fall.

Under the originally sad and joyless face, a crack finally appeared, and when he saw the appearance of this strange man covered in blood, why was there a trace of sadness under his empty chest.

Is it because there is a leaf character hanging on the banner in his hand? Or is it because this man's face is three points similar to his, and it is very likely that his name is Ye Wuxiu?

Ling Tiansu didn't know the answer, the palm that wanted to wave away the picture was like pressing on a heavy mountain, and he couldn't wave it anymore.

The young general gasped with difficulty, wiped the blood from his cheeks with great difficulty, and stubbornly raised his head.

It was long gone, but he still had to face the top, but it was obviously useless, and new blood was flowing down his blind eye sockets.

Ling Tiansu's face gradually turned cold, because his eyes were not blind, and he saw four figures standing in the sky above the young general facing him.

Ling Tiansu then thought of where he had always felt something strange.

This place is a battlefield, and it is not strange that there are countless corpses, but the strange thing is that this corpse is all over the field, and they are all dressed in the clothes of the Jin army, and there is no corpse of any enemy soldiers.

And it is clear that at this moment, the war is not over.

Those four figures in the sky are the enemy!

They are different in appearance from humans, and their statures are unusually tall, far exceeding the height of ordinary people.

They were dressed in a set of black black armor with the cold of metal, and a huge metal ghost head came out of their chests.

Their long black hair reached their ankles, and what was even more shocking was that their skin was unusual, and the skin exposed outside the armor was actually a strange blue.

They were born with vertical pupils, sharp fangs poking out of their dark blue lips, and their eyes were indifferent, like looking at the proud young general below them like an ant.

Ling Tiansu was slightly moved, in such a scene, the opponents of tens of thousands of Jin troops were only four people, and the result was that the whole army was wiped out!

Where did these four people come from?

In Ling Tiansu's image, he had never heard of any race possessing such a strange appearance.

The young general's lips moved slightly, and his voice was dry: "She...... Where?"

The four men looked at him mockingly, like a ridiculously self-defeating clown, and didn't bother to answer his question.

I saw the middle person raise an arm with an indifferent expression, blue fingers, nails as sharp as a beast, and the tips glowed with a metallic luster, which made Ling Tiansu not doubt the sharpness of his nails, I am afraid that they are no worse than any mysterious weapon in the world.

Above his fingertips, a palpitating purple light suddenly appeared.

At first, the light group was the size of an adult's fist, but gradually, it gathered a large amount of heaven and earth yuan power, and grew into a huge light group that could completely wrap ten people.

That power, although it was not enough to destroy the heavens and the earth, but because of the formation of that light group, the earth paved with yellow sand quickly burst out of several bottomless cracks, and countless Jin army corpses fell into the cracks one after another, and the bones were gone.

The young general raised his head calmly, as if he didn't know that death was coming, but that terrifying and amazing aura, even if he couldn't see it, how could he not perceive it at such a close distance, he was just not afraid of death.

The corners of the man's mouth outlined a cruel arc, his fingers curled slightly, and then suddenly straightened, and the purple light swept directly towards the young general below.

No!

Ling Tiansu only felt that his throat was extremely dry, but he couldn't scream out those two words, and his arms were weakly open, as if he wanted to stop them......

But this is his dream, although he can control his dream, but this is also the historical past, but he can't change the past, he doesn't exist in this time and space, and he can't stop it.

"Don't !!"

A woman roared hoarsely, and she shouted the desperate words for him.

Ling Tiansu shook his head slightly, Fang Cai, wasn't he attracted by this hoarse roar? It's just that Fang Cai didn't hear it very clearly.

The moment before the young general was hit by the huge light ball in the front, in a trance, he heard the familiar voice, smiled at the other side, and moved his lips silently, as if he wanted to say: You are okay, it's really good......

But he didn't have time to say a word, and his body directly turned into a blood mist and disappeared......

Under him, the mountains of corpses piled up were swept away by the light, and they all turned into blood mist like young generals, and there were no bones left.

And the purple light still had no intention of stopping, penetrating deep into the yellow sand, leaving a bottomless giant hole.

The woman's voice seemed to be far away and close at hand, and in the empty chest, at that moment, it seemed to be filled with some sour and longing emotion, he murmured softly, and seemed to blurt out subconsciously: "Mother......"

The woman's desperate scream turned into an ancient beast-like roar.

The ice-like blue faces of the four people seemed to loosen a little, but Ling Tiansu clearly saw that their faces showed a smug look of successful conspiracy.

A huge beast shadow obscured the sky and the sun.

It was a demon fox, and from behind it, nine fox tails danced wildly, their eyes were full of fierce light, and the cold killing machine was tightly locked on the four people in mid-air.

The arrogant four people, under the gaze of such a gaze, their hearts couldn't help but feel a sudden chill, because of her anger, she who caused all the blood of the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox to explode, they were not opponents.

But their goal has been achieved, so naturally they will not stay here for a moment longer and die in vain.

With a strange smile, the one standing at the end of the four stretched out his equally strange fingertips, his sharp nails tore through the void, and the four of them stepped into the void one after another.

The crack closed, and in mid-air, there were no more figures of the four people.

(ps: Double change tonight, thank you for the monthly ticket of the book friend 56738851, thank you for the advice given by Xu Yuanxia, who will become a hero sooner or later, this time the post is checked, there are many things today, I came back late, I sent a manuscript, not a word moved, it is estimated that the check is not finished, and I will check the old text again tomorrow, I can't help it, continue to stay up late to save the manuscript.) ）