Chapter 372: Collapse

Song Ziyuan bowed his head and looked at the direction where Shen Bujiao came, the white jade steps had disappeared, and the white bones, the sea of blood, or the sea bound building were like smoke drifting away, and they were gone.

"From which secret realm did you get here?"

Shen Bujiao's heart moved, which secret realm? Could it be that other secret realms can also be here, and there is more than one entrance......

All of Shen Bujiao's emotions were taken into Song Ziyuan's eyes, clear and clear, the passage of thousands of years has taken away a lot of things, young hearts, young dreams, confidants, friends...... also brought a lot of things, the mind of the little girl in front of him, he only needs to see it at a glance, this is also what he deliberately revealed, otherwise the words of the first seat of the Heavenly Council can be easily set out?

Shen Bujiao suppressed the thoughts in her heart, and as soon as she raised her head, she met Song Ziyuan's deep eyes, which seemed to hide thousands of stars, which made her lose her mind slightly, and quickly reacted, and solemnly returned: "Cold desert wasteland." ”

Just that glance made Shen Buyao creepy, and infinite vigilance and vigilance surged in his heart, this person was too dangerous.

Song Ziyuan bowed his head slightly, thought for a moment, and then said, "The new secret realm?" He looked Shen Bujiao up and down, "You took the task of exploring the secret realm?"

Shen Bujiao nodded and asked rhetorically, "The first one also arrived here from the secret realm?"

Song Ziyuan: "Yes, but it's not the same secret realm as you. ”

Shen Bujiao especially wanted to ask, what are you doing when you are not waiting in the Heavenly Council to deal with business, and you are going to the secret realm?

But she didn't ask, firstly, the two were not so familiar, and secondly, they were afraid that it would involve the secrets of the Heavenly Lord's Court, no matter what, if Song Shouzao could come to the secret realm in person, it must be a big thing.

The two of them chatted while walking, and Song Ziyuan suddenly said, "You went to the Sea Binding Tower to see the Lord of the Kingdom." ”

Shen Bujiao's heart immediately came up, and without answering, Song Ziyuan smiled, "I've seen it too." ”

Shen Bujiao lowered her head and didn't make a sound, she could see it, in front of the treacherous and cunning Song Shouzuo, she couldn't speak easily, otherwise you wouldn't know what news you had inadvertently revealed, and it would be wrong to say more, she didn't have Song Shouzuo's experience and wisdom, so she could only keep her mouth shut, so she couldn't respond to all changes.

Song Ziyuan said faintly: "Do you know what the lord of the country has entrusted you with safekeeping?"

Shen Bujiao's heart was shocked, and his brain quickly became active, could it be that the lord of the country also handed him a ball of light...... Or is Song Shouzuo testing her?

She didn't know what it was, so she chose to be silent again, Song Ziyuan was a little helpless, and then smiled slyly, pointing to a whirlpool formed by the swirling sea water in front of her, which was the teleport, "It's here." ”

Shen Bujiao raised his head, a little puzzled, "What is this?"

"The passage out. Song Ziyuan motioned to go in together.

Shen Bujiao gritted her teeth, raised her feet and stepped in, now that her strength has returned to its peak, she is not afraid.

The figures of the two appeared in the sky above the cold desert wasteland, standing in the air, looking down, Shen Bujiao was shocked by the scene in front of him, the sky in the cold desert wasteland collapsed, the sea roared and poured and surged, the yellow sand flew to cover the sky and the sun, and the elephants collapsed, no less than the end of the world.

Countless monks fled in a hurry, looking very miserable, the demon beast sea beast monks were scuffling together, and they were busy solving the problem of the opponent scattering and fleeing for their lives, blood was dripping, severed limbs and wreckage were everywhere, and the blue sea water turned into a dazzling red, Shen Bujiao glanced up at the sky, and there was a thin red line spreading above the blue sky, like a flash of lightning that was suddenly frozen.

The red line was in the middle of the sky, as if it was about to tear the canopy in half, and Shen Bujiao only felt that his scalp was tight, this was ...... The sky is going to break?

Xu is standing tall and seeing far away, she faintly saw through the edge of the red line that was tied, there were small whirlpools and countless fragments, and behind it was a dark blue curtain, like a background from the vast starry sky, quiet, mysterious and ethereal.

If other people saw this scene, they might not recognize what it was, but Shen Bujiao had been on the battlefield and had a deep memory of this color, which was the color of the void.

Outside the secret realm is the Void!!

She was shocked inexplicably, "The secret realm is about to be broken?"

Song Ziyuan hummed lightly.

Shen Bujiao retracted his gaze, his eyes were clear, and he looked at him fixedly, and said word by word: "It has something to do with me?"

Song Ziyuan: "Well, to be precise, it has something to do with what the country wants you to keep. ”

Shen Bujiao was no longer silent, but asked, "What is "it"?"

Song Ziyuan and Shen Bujiao both knew what "it" was talking about, Song Ziyuan looked ahead, his expression was inexplicable, and he spoke clearly, "The origin of the world." ”

"World Origin?" Even if Shen Bujiao had never heard of this name, he could still hear its importance to a world from this name......

Wait, a world...... Shen Bujiao's eyes widened violently, the whole person was not calm, the world was ...... Is the secret realm the world?

She suddenly remembered that the locust tree demon had said that they had lived here for thousands or even tens of thousands of years before the exit of the secret realm was born, and the secret realm of the cold desert wasteland had only suddenly appeared in the floating tree in recent years.

She seemed to know a terrible secret, Shen Bujiao's hands were trembling, why did the country give her such an important thing?

Her face was full of horror, her fists clenched, and finally she hung down weakly.

The hem of the two clothes was blown by the wind and hunted, and the monks below fled for their lives in a hurry, like a purgatory on earth, Shen Bujiao took a deep breath, "Aren't you going to save them?"

Song Ziyuan's eyes were like an abyss, and Leng Jun's face did not fluctuate, "Don't save it." ”

"Why?"

Song Ziyuan looked at her, "Who to save, how to save?"

Shen Bujiao cast his gaze to the bottom, they stood high in the sky and looked down at them condescendingly, it was too high and too cold, they couldn't see it, and they couldn't get there.

It was not only the monks who entered from Futong who fled, but also the demon beasts and demon cultivators who had opened their minds and opened their minds who were already living in the secret realm.

Who to save? Who not to save, how to choose?

Shen Bujiao's voice trembled slightly, "Can't you save them all?"

Song Ziyuan glanced at her sternly, and said in a deep voice: "Save it?"

Shen Bujiao met his cold gaze without fear, from the moment he stood here, Song Ziyuan never showed that signature smile, Shen Bujiao's palm opened, blue light flashed, and the Jueyun Sword was in his hand, "Song Shouzuo doesn't believe that I have this strength?"

The Lord of One is indeed qualified to say this, not arrogantly, not arrogantly, but calmly stated.

Song Ziyuan said lightly: "I never doubt your strength, it's just that your vision is too narrow, your heart is too small, you can't see farther, and you are not worthy of your strength." ”

Shen Bujiao's neck was stiff, a little angry, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Please also ask the first seat to give advice." ”

Song Ziyuan's slightly lowered eyes concealed his reluctance and compassion, and when he raised his eyes again, he was the first seat that was rational and calm to the point of almost coldness.

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