Everything is rolling like wheels, moving on its own path.

Leaving a rut behind is living history.

Without ruts, there is dead history.

Pearl's people who know history are usually wise people.

Because they have seen too many deceitful and deceitful battles in history. Dongfang has no regrets about coming out of history, controlling not only the wind and clouds, but also the hearts of the people.

Fang is now a chess piece that he deliberately cultivated, this is the truth of Fang now leaving the Xuan Ling and entering the Netherworld Companion Capital!

He knew that he was standing in the open and was definitely not Dongfang Wuregret's opponent, so he chose to take refuge in "death" and hid in the dark to learn Dongfang's unrepentant tactics and methods.

It's just that what has Fang experienced in the Netherworld Companion Capital now?

How did he crack the Blood Twin Pupils, and how did he appear in the Xuanling Continent?

These are all Ye Changtian's doubts, but they are doubts without answers.

Fang didn't tell Ye Changtian about this now, he only had no reservations about the vicissitudes of the land, but he rarely mentioned his past.

It seems that the rest of his life is only a vicissitude.

Ye Changtian still can't see Fang Jin clearly, he can't see Dongfang Wuregret who has never shown up, and he can't even see the mysterious power behind the holy land!

Six Emperors?

Are you controlling the Holy Land?

Whoever you are, I'm coming.

I'm going to take Dongfang Leisurely, understand everything, and then end the slaughter and restore the vitality of the Xuan Ling!

Falling into the abyss, there is a deep pool with a circle of three feet.

The water was a little hot, and there was a light mist floating on it.

Ye Changtian stared at the deep pool, and did not find anything abnormal, and asked Tang Ranyun in his heart, and after Tang Ranyun asked Dongfang without tears to confirm, Ye Changtian entered the deep pool.

The water depth of the pool is 1,000 feet, and there is no building at the bottom, only a floating stone, and the stone is only three feet from the bottom of the pool.

Ye Changtian looked at the stone slab in front of him, although it was less than half a zhang long, the edges were very uneven, and it seemed to be deliberately carved.

"This is, a key?"

Ye Changtian looked like a key, but when he looked around, there was no lock, let alone any breath of space, it seemed that at the bottom of this pool, there was only calm water and this silent stone.

Dongfang Tearless is a useless guy, he has only seen a trace of information from the secret report, but he has never been here.

In order to better find clues, Tang Ranyun also came out of the Fusang space to look for it, but in the end there was no gain.

Ye Changtian was a little impatient, every time time passed, it meant that the battle situation in Shenlong Peak was more dangerous, and if he couldn't find the direction again, he would have to leave.

"Long heaven, look at this stone is a little weird. ”

Tang Ranyun stared at the stone and said.

"What's weird?"

Ye Changtian asked.

Tang Ranyun waved his hand slightly, and the water rolled from bottom to top, the stone was rolled up, the water disappeared, and the stone fell in place again.

"It's still here. ”

Tang Ranyun pointed to the stone and said.

Ye Changtian's eyes lit up slightly, Tang Ranyun was right, the stone was still here, it was neither downward nor cheap, and it didn't even change its own direction, it just existed in its original position so regularly.

"Give it to me!"

Ye Changtian waved his sleeves, and a stream of water rolled up, falling from above, and rushing on the stone.

To the surprise of Ye Changtian and Tang Ranyun, this stone actually resisted this blow and still stayed in place like a rock.

Ye Changtian walked to the side of the stone, pressed his palm on the stone, and shouted softly: "Give it to me!"

The stone buzzed and trembled, and a powerful force seemed to resist the force exerted by Ye Changtian.

"Dye the clouds!"

Ye Changtian's face froze and shouted.

Tang Ranyun walked to the other side of the stone, stared at Ye Changtian and nodded, the two of them exerted their strength together, and the huge aura and strong power burst out, Shi

The head finally moved slowly and sank downward.

Ye Changtian was a little shocked, this stone couldn't be pressed by himself! You must know that you have reached the peak of the Mahayana, and you may have also touched the threshold of the half-step tribulation, this is already the strongest existence of the Xuan Ling except for the tribulation!

And this, can't even deal with a stone?

The stone finally sank to the bottom of the pool, and a golden light flowed from the stone, revealing a small groove in the middle of the stone.

Ye Changtian looked at the appearance of the groove, took out the piece of the Holy Land Eternal Order that Zhong Lijiu gave him, and placed it in the groove of the stone, and a strong force suddenly oscillated out from the bottom of the pool!

The token flew up slowly, Ye Changtian put the token away, the stone seemed to open a door, and a white light appeared at the bottom of the pool.

"Dye the clouds. ”

Ye Changtian couldn't bear to let Tang Ranyun get into danger, so he let him enter the Fusang space again, stepped into the light, and his soul flickered, and his figure appeared on a white snow-capped mountain.

Mountains resemble four pillars, and on each mountain stretches a long black chain.

Looking in the direction of the chains, there was a man tied in the air.

The long hair is draped, and he can't see his face, but there are more than ten gold nails stuck in front of him and behind him.

Ye Changtian stepped into the air, looking at the person whose hands and feet were chained by four chains, Shi Li said, "Dare to ask the name of the senior?"

As if hearing a sound, the middle-aged man in the chains slowly raised his head, a gust of wind blew, lifted his long hair, revealing a thin face, a pair of black eyes were as cold as this snowfield, his face was pale, he had not been trimmed for many years, and his gray-black beard had fallen to his chest.

"Get out!"

An icy sound came from the cold wind.

Ye Changtian looked around and said with a smile: "The seniors are letting the juniors, get out?"

", or die!"

The middle-aged man glanced at Ye Changtian and lost interest in talking.

Ye Changtian crossed his arms, looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, and said softly: "This should be a lost ancient space, no wonder I didn't perceive it." Tell me, do you know Dongfang Youran?"

The middle-aged man looked at Ye Changtian coldly, laughed, and rolled the chains violently, the four mountain peaks trembled violently, and a strong cold air approached Ye Changtian!

"The warning has been given, and you will find your own death. ”

The middle-aged man looked at Ye Changtian, who was frozen, sighed, and closed his eyes,

Click-

The middle-aged man opened his eyes suddenly, and he saw a shocking scene.

The ice slowly opened like a soldier, and on both sides of the column, an ice couch was obediently spread.

"Elemental Battle?Ice Elemental?Who the hell are you?The Holy Land doesn't have a Mahayana monk with an ice spiritual root!"

The middle-aged man shouted in surprise.

"You've been locked up here for a few years, how can you be sure that there is no Great Cultivator of Ice Spirit Root in the Holy Land?"

Ye Changtian sat down calmly, put the teacup on the table and asked.

"Because there is no cultivation method for the Ice Spirit Root in the Holy Land, let alone an exercise method that can achieve the level of elemental competition!Who are you? You are not from the Holy Land?"

The middle-aged man looked at Ye Changtian coldly.

"Oh, before I answer this question, I want to ask, do you know that Dongfang is leisurely?"

Ye Changtian asked with staring eyes.

The middle-aged man's pupils shrank, and he immediately laughed, and said, "The old man is Dongfang Youran, are you satisfied now?"

Ye Changtian plucked the tea, entered the water, and said softly: "I'm not satisfied, your image is too bad, your hair is messy like a grass nest, not to mention, is the beard on your chest too long? This image is not leisurely at all, if you appear outside in the middle of the night, it is estimated that you can scare a few children to cry." ”

Dongfang leisurely wants to vomit blood, Lao Tzu's feet are tied, what to take to get a haircut and cut his beard?

Ye Changtian picked up the tea, drank it all, squinted at Dongfang Ran, and asked, "Is Dongfang Guihong your son?"

"Hehe, Dongfang Wuregret sent you, right?

Tu, don't you remember that this Mind Attack has been used?"

Dongfang said leisurely disdainfully.

"No regrets in the East? I guess. Ye Changtian poured another cup of tea, tasted the fragrance of tea, and said: "He should have said to you like this, 'Guihong died in the Netherworld Secret Realm, and died for the Holy Land, what do you insist on, if you hand over the holy ruins, it will be over, otherwise, the next one to die will be ......', am I right?'"

Dongfang leisurely widened his eyes, looked at Ye Changtian, and shouted, "Since you know all this, why do you still ask?"

Ye Changtian sighed and said, "Sure enough, I was deceived. ”

Dongfang leisurely struggled with the chains and looked at Ye Changtian, shouting, "What the hell are you talking about?"

Ye Changtian looked at Dongfang leisurely bitterly and said, "Someone once told me that the Holy Lord was injured and escaped to the Gate of the Holy Ruins, and agreed on a time to rescue the Holy Lord from the Gate of the Holy Ruins. Well, some people also believe in this nonsense, so I guess that those who believe in these nonsense are either killed, or they are suppressed and have no strength to resist. ”

Ye Changtian saw Dongfang Ran's sorrow and pain, saw Dongfang Leisurely lowered his head, and also looked down.

Snow covered the valley.

It's just that some of the bread is not like a stone.

It seems that he is late.

It wasn't until the current inquiry that Ye Chang understood a question.

Dongfang Wutear said that there is no gate of holy ruins in the holy land at all, only the legend of "holy ruins", and the only person who has mastered this legend is the holy lord of the past dynasties.

But in the Immortal Python Divine Mountain, Zhuge Haoyu told himself about the gate of the holy ruins, and even said that the Holy Lord hid in it, waiting for the resurgence of the East Mountain.

What Zhuge Haoyu said is a lie!

And the recipient of this lie is not only himself, but also Peng Zun Ling, all the people who are not from the Eastern Clan!

Zhuge Haoyu is the nail buried in the non-Dongfang family of the Dongfang family!

No wonder the Holy Land disappeared quietly, and the Pengzun Order did not even have a faint clue out, and even the core descendant of the Pengzun Order, Huyanbo, was left behind in Wanmin Mountain.

Because they can't get the message out anymore.

"In order to save you, a lot of people died, right? What is the so-called secret of the holy ruins?"

Ye Changtian asked sadly.

"Who are you?"

Dongfang stared at Ye Changtian leisurely, his arms struggling with chains.

"My name is Ye Changtian. ”

"It's you?!"

"You've heard my name?"

"You killed Guihong in the Netherworld! I will avenge Guihong now!"

The leisurely momentum of the east rose suddenly, and a powerful force shook the mountain peaks, and countless snows rumbled and rolled down.

Ye Changtian looked at this scene without changing his face, Dongfang's leisurely momentum seemed to be cut in half by some force, and he fell down in an instant, leaving only violent wheezing and tiredness.

"It seems that these twelve golden nails have locked up too much power for you, this kind of technique is rare, Xuan Ling should not exist This kind of technique is, isn't it the fairy world?"

Ye Changtian walked in front of Dongfang Ran leisurely, looked at the golden nail inserted in his body and said.

Dongfang's eyes widened leisurely.

Ye Changtian checked the golden nail, looked at the shocked Dongfang Ran, and said: "I want to ask why I know, right? Let's talk about it later, I know that you are very angry now, and you also want to kill, I will give you a chance to help me kill a few people, how about it?"

"You killed my son!"

Dongfang Guihong shouted through gritted teeth.

"Dongfang Guihong is not dead, in other words, are you really sure that Dongfang Guihong is your son? Isn't he only in his twenties?"

Ye Changtian was a little curious, Dongfang Youran should have been locked up here for hundreds of years or even longer, where did he get his fresh son?

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