"What is Yu Ze doing?" asked a thin man. Wearing a soap-colored robe, although short, it naturally has a kind of majesty. Shan Hongbin, the master of the first peak, looked at the mirage and asked. The middle-aged scribe knew that Shan Hongbin and Yu Ze were at odds, and Zhang Xitong was in an unknown danger, and Yu Ze could not escape the blame. But Shan Hongbin asked so nakedly, but he seemed extremely petty.

"Xitong wants to go and see for himself, that kid named Buli does have some problems. Although he was furious, the old man still took Yu Ze out of the country lightly, and did not anger Yu Ze. Zhang Xitong has a temper, the old man knows it, and Yu Ze has reported it to him through the mirage before. There are contradictions between subordinates, as long as they are within the scope of their control, the old man never cares.

"Step away...... Step ......away," Yun Yuhai muttered, "But isn't this white mist the breath of the Ancient Demon Fox's Patterned Beast that you personally captured for the young master two years ago, how could it be ......" As soon as he said this, Yun Yuhai suddenly realized where he had always felt that something was wrong. The aura was about the same, but the white mist was thicker and deeper, and it was not at all the strength of a fifth-order carved beast, even if it was a fifth-order top, it would be impossible to reach such a level.

Could it be that there is a top-tier desolate beast hidden in the Divine Relic Mountain Range?!

"If something happens to Xitong, you will take people to directly destroy the remnants of Xishan. The old man looked at the thick haze and didn't explain anything, as if he had made an arrangement casually. But all the people present are the top powerhouses in the Soul Lan Continent, who doesn't know how much murderous intent there is in the words of the old man of Lu Dao.

There are millions of remnants in Xishan, and there is nothing to be afraid of. But the blood oath of the last war between humans and demons is still there, if you really destroy the remnants of the West Mountain, aren't you afraid of the backlash of the blood oath?

Everyone let out a "hmm", and then fell silent, staring at the white mist rolling in the mirage, but they couldn't see through it. The life and death of Zhang Xitong in the fog may cause a earth-shaking change in the Soul Lan Continent.

In the inner hall of the Hate Mountain Sect, Yu Ze has been watching the "Great Test of the Remnant Clan". Even if the young master of Zhilu Dao is extremely talented, and he is already a fifth-order monk at a young age, not to mention in this barren land in the West Mountain, even in Wufang City, as long as those few strong people don't make a move, Zhang Xitong will go sideways. But Yu Ze has been watching the mirage intently, silently guarding.

Unable to find Bu Li's whereabouts, Yu Ze was only a little surprised. Amazed by the young man's ability to hide his whereabouts despite the fact that he was not a hunter but a killer.

Sooner or later, it will be discovered that the magic circle that envelops the Relic Mountains every evening will reveal the location of all the relics, making the battle more intense and leaving those who are lucky enough to have no place to hide. At that time, the young master will naturally find out that Yu Ze does not have the slightest doubt about this, and it is just time that is consumed.

Luo Qingquan hunched over and waited to the side, bending over for a long time, as if a mountain was pressing on his back, his body was rusty, and he creaked when he moved slightly. But Luo Qingquan didn't dare to stand up straight, and kept this humble posture.

The image in the mirage flashed, and then flashed, and Zhang Xitong's figure was extremely fast, approaching to step away, and began to talk.

"No matter what the young master says, if you want to live, forget about it later. Except for the mirage made for the mountain gate, this paragraph must be erased. Yu Ze said.

Luo Qingquan was overjoyed, he had always maintained a humble posture, and what he wanted was this guidance. The young master personally took action, naturally there are countless taboos, and if he doesn't pay attention to it, he will die without a place to be buried. To have Yu Ze's words, even if it is a great sin, it is worth it.

A smile appeared on Luo Qingquan's face, just appeared, and before he could say a word of flattery, Yu Ze in front of him stood up suddenly. Yu Ze, who had always been light and didn't seem to care about anything, was close to losing shape, which made Luo Qingquan's heart feel as if it had been crushed, and his face suddenly turned pale. Something has changed?!

Yu Ze stared at the mirage, and after only a breath, he confirmed his judgment. The phantom of a fierce falcon appeared behind him, and a pair of wings stretched out under Yu Ze's armpit, and without saying anything, he broke through the air and flew straight towards the Divine Relic Mountain Range. The roof of the apse of the Hate Mountain Sect was directly shattered, and countless broken bricks and tiles fell like rain and smashed on Luo Qingquan's body.

Luo Qingquan finally collapsed in the ruins, and he didn't even have the strength to cry. The eyes looked directly at the mirage, and the white mist rose around the young master, but the phantom of the high-level carved beast behind it looked so strange, as if it was worshipping something.

The mist rose very suddenly, and Bu Li felt the eyes of the huge desolate beast behind Zhang Xitong looking at him, and the whole person seemed to be torn apart, as if he had fallen into the long river of time and saw countless of himself. Rolling the Yangtze River eastward passing water, stepping down the river, he couldn't struggle at all, as if his limbs were no longer his own, and wanting to move his fingers became a luxury.

When he just fell, the hard-willed step away was also a little flustered. But as the pictures appeared in front of Buli's eyes, Buli quieted down. Giving up the struggle that had no effect at all, he carefully looked at the scene that flashed in front of him, so greedy, and had a small expectation in his heart, looking forward to the long river of time taking him to a place that had been erased by the nameless force, and letting himself see what kind of world realm there was in the lost memory.

Pictures of warmth or sadness passed in front of Bu Li, black bears, Cai Xiaoxian, Hu Wu, familiar faces appeared and disappeared. Buli floated in his memory with the long river, and he remembered many memories that he had forgotten. It turns out that I have been here for ten years, and I don't know that I am a guest in my dream, just a passerby, but I have left so many memories, can I still be regarded as a passerby?

The more the picture changes, the smaller Bu Li and Cai Xiaoxian in the picture become. Cai Xiaoxian also disappeared, leaving only Bu Li alone. At this time, Bu Li's heart was extremely nervous, and he was about to see the blank memory he had lost!

"Guy who has no interest!" the voice that was full of foul words, but made people feel a strange charm of the charm, suddenly appeared, appearing at the moment when Buli seemed to have seen a blank memory.

The entire space froze with the appearance of the voice, and a pure white mist like a substance appeared, enveloping the previous fog. There was even a strange feeling that the original fog had been swallowed up, and there was no trickle left. The powerful coercion makes time stand still, and in the long river of memory, everything becomes a static picture, and all the pictures are hidden in the white mist, and nothing can be seen.

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