On the shore of Nanze, a collapsed blood tomb stands in weak water. The Tao in the tomb is natural, the runes are born and destroyed, and even if they pass away, it is still sacred.

When the tomb is empty, the primordial heavenly way must also make way for a dome for it, even if the sky cannot insult him.........

This grave is a forbidden area, lawless, lawless, lifeless, even if it is sacred, it can still hurt people's lives.........

A generation of sages, Li Huacheng has completed 880,000 years of his life, and has slept forever on the bank of Nanze.........

On this day, the sage Li Huacheng and the black and white double saints were remembered by the world again. Cangyun Six Realms, the names of the three saints of the ancient history of all ethnic groups are immortal. Even the annals of the Cangyun Kingdom record the indelible exploits of Li Huacheng and others.

History owes them all at last!

Time flies, and in a hurry for ten days, the mustard seed space rotates within the sky, breaks through the space barrier, and finally descends on Nanze again.

Three figures appeared further south of the Nanze Realm. The figure of a person is blurred, standing in chaos, difficult to guess. A person with a dragon head and a human body, and his bearing is extraordinary. The gesture turned out to be a miracle in its own right. Although the sun and the moon are difficult to change the charm, it is difficult to extinguish the wind and clouds.

It's just that between the two, there is a dark black dried blood stain dripping from the chest of a young man in white. He looks no less than thirteen or fourteen years old. It's the three people in the mustard seed space.

At this moment, Li Shaoyang was finally untied by the seal set by Li Huacheng, and these ten days were really like years for Li Shaoyang.

The autumn wind swept away the leaves, and the three of them were in turmoil at their feet, and this autumn and winter blew away the past, bringing only the vicissitudes of time and emotional numbness.

Enthusiastic and a little haggard, this young man lost his loved ones, which is really sad.

"He's dead...... We're still dormant in your mind, and we'll come to your rescue if there's a mortal situation. We're going to say goodbye to that too. ”

The old monster said to Li Shaoyang like this, looked at the divine dragon next to him and sighed helplessly.

He couldn't think of any words of comfort other than sighing

In the autumn wind, the figures of the old monster and the luck god dragon gradually faded away, and two clouds of light rushed into the center of his eyebrows.

Although this world is big, no one can enter his heart. In the vast world, there are hundreds of millions of living beings, and he is the only one who walks alone.........

"You're gone, and I'm back! It's a pity to hear from those people that the place where you bury your bones has become a forbidden area. It's a pity that I, Li Shaoyang, can't even send you on the last ride. ”

A smile appeared on Li Shaoyang's numb face, but in an instant, this smile revealed a hideous cry.

It's a pity that there is no one in this world who can understand the pain in his heart.

Maybe he will feel guilty because of his lack of strength, but such guilt will be diluted by time, but now that he can't even go to his grandfather's grave, how can his young heart bear such a weight?

Crying and smirking may be the last tears in his heart.........

"In this world, after you die, there is no one to communicate with me, no one can know my heart, and no one can be my grandfather for me. In the end, as you said, I am the only one in this vast expanse. ”

Looking at the location of Li Huacheng's death, Li Shaoyang narrowed his eyes, as if he wanted to take a look at the old man in the tomb through a million miles of space.

But even if it is a divine eye, even if this eye is extraordinary, he Li Shaoyang is still too weak, so weak that he can't see the corner of Nanze through a million miles of space......

"Shaoyang has always known that my life is destined to be extraordinary, I am a little monk who can integrate the ten realms of heaven and earth, an invincible person of the same rank who can penetrate the three transformations of chaos, an outcast named Shaoyang, and the ninth reincarnation of the supreme existence at the beginning of that year. ”

"But I don't like these identities, I just want to be Li Shaoyang, be your Li Shaoyang!"

Muttering, Li Shaoyang retracted his gaze and looked at his feet, he wanted to go, but he had a rock in his heart, and it was difficult to move an inch.

What about genius? He didn't want to after all! What about being special? After all, he wasn't the man who was reincarnated in the ninth generation! What about the abandoned son? He didn't know his biological parents, but he only knew that an old man surnamed Li recognized him as his grandson that year.

Among so many identities, only Li Yizi is deeply rooted in the soul and imprinted in the blood. It is also the most precious and most important thing for him Li Shaoyang.

"Old man, I'm gone, maybe I won't be able to see you for a long time, others call you old and immortal, I believe it, you have to wait, wait until the day I go to see you......"

After talking for a long time, most of the mustard in Li Shaoyang's heart was missing, the gray aura was running, and the mustard seed space and the chaotic small world were integrated. After Lao Li's death, this mustard seed space is naturally his, and as a space magic weapon, Li Shaoyang can only integrate it into his own small world.

Slowly moving away, he looked back at the direction of Li Huacheng's grave step by step. In the end, he wandered like a headless fly in this familiar and strange world.

A mindless man is an alternative kind of walking dead. At this moment, Li Shaoyang is in a state of half-dead at this critical moment of ideological change.

Returning to Nanze is his biggest pain, here are all his memories, all his feelings. The word "enlightenment" really goes deep into the bone marrow.

In this way, I don't know how long it took, Li Shaoyang passed through the southernmost sandy land of Nanze and came to a human settlement.

Originally, Nanze was a water town, but since the war, Daze dried up, and the flood went north, and Nanze has become desertified. The once green mountains and green waters are about to come to naught, leaving only dead branches and rotten leaves, and rotting corpses everywhere. If it weren't for the fact that Li Shaoyang was already a Chaos Cultivator, he might have starved to death on the road.

A celestial change is the key to life and death, and I don't know how many races will perish in this celestial change.

Looking at the place where the figure was wrong a few miles away, Li Shaoyang sighed for the first time in many days.

During the war between the two clans, most of Nanze migrated, and most of the place was a dead city, and it was not easy to encounter such a large-scale human settlement.

"There are really people, I haven't seen anyone for more than 20 days, I didn't expect there to be so many people in the south of Nanze!"

Li Shaoyang has not eaten water for more than 20 days, and even if he is a cultivator, he can't hold it anymore.

He only knew that there were people, a lot of people, but he didn't know where it was. In the haze, he also collapsed, losing the last of his consciousness.

"Report to Senior Sister, I found an unknown person five miles ahead!

Where is the human settlement not far away, but the ancestral palace of the first major sect in Nanze. It is also the southernmost protective barrier of Nanzawa.

And in front of the gate of that sect palace are the disciples of the Lan Cong Palace, and they are also the mainstay of this Lan Cong Palace. Above the Zong Palace, everyone was neatly dressed, holding the Qingyun Sword and a divine crossbow standing in the middle of the night.

The senior sister headed by is Mu Yanrong, the only daughter of the palace master Mu Chen. The long closed moon is shy of flowers, the hands are soft, a pair of red phoenix eyes, two curved willow eyebrows, dressed in men's clothes, handsome and unusually handsome, not losing half a point to men.

The conversation is extraordinary, that is, her proud figure is very turbulent, and she can't stop her undulating figure even if she wears inner armor.

Hearing that disciple's shout, Mu Yanrong frowned, since Nan Ze was divided into two parts, the beginning of the fall of the frontier, is it possible to come to me again in a big way?

No one likes war, because if there is a big war, it means that many brothers and sisters will die.

Even though Lancong Palace is the number one sect in Nanze, with no less than three million disciples and no less than fifty gods, it can't withstand several rounds of wartime. After all, in the first battle of Nanze, Tang Tian and Tang Huan killed no less than a million little monks.

Human life is the most worthless, and only fighting to the death is the way to live, which is a major reason for the cruelty of war.

"Don't shoot it, the demon clan was trapped on the fallen territory by a strong person outside the sky a month ago, there is a weak water of three thousand miles, even my father may not be able to fly over with that kind of cultivation?

I have to say that this senior sister is really not covered, and the analysis is quite reasonable.

How could such a beautiful senior sister not attract attention? The juniors and disciples on the side all looked at their powerful senior sister with burning eyes, waiting for her to decide.

Mu Yanrong waved her hand, and immediately a junior disciple came to the gate of Lancong Palace to start something.

At the gate of the Sect Palace, a transformation mirror shone on Li Shaoyang's body impartially, arousing bursts of spiritual light.

For a long time, Li Shaoyang in the mirror is still Li Shaoyang, and there is no change. Everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.

As the name suggests, the transformation mirror is to make the big demon manifest. Now this mirror is no different, proving that Li Shaoyang is not a demon clan.

Mu Yanrong bit her teeth lightly, made a pleasant sound, and said to the disciple next to her-

"Lan Gong is known as the No. 1 Great Sect in Nanze, and never kills innocents indiscriminately, since this person is not a demon clan today, then we don't have to shoot this person. ”

Mu Yanrong said unhurriedly, a life survived under his guidance (*^ワ^*).

"Senior Sister Shengming, ......... this person," the disciple who advocated shooting asked.

But when he was asking a question, there happened to be a scene where Li Shaoyang was mixed.

Seeing this, the disciple who advocated killing secretly cursed in his heart: "Get out!"

Even if Li Shaoyang is a person, Lancong Palace is not a nursery, and there is no way to help Li Shaoyang.

"What else can I do? Didn't you see him pass out? You, and you. Go, get that man up for me, die on our doorstep, and affect our mood!"

Mu Yanrong casually pointed at the two people, she wanted these two people to rescue Li Shaoyang.

Although these two people were not angry with Mu Yanrong, there were already alpacas roaring in them. Ruthless!

In the sand, two gorgeously dressed disciples, Li Shaoyang, were still in front of Mu Yanrong. Still scolding in his mouth......

"I thought it was a man, but I didn't expect it to be a child! I can pick up a half-grown young man in the south of Nanze this year, is it possible that there is a ghost!"

In any case, they couldn't believe Li Shaoyang's origin, but who made Senior Sister have compassion?