Qin Hong's voice rolled and echoed above the nine heavens, the clouds were surging, and thunder and lightning were intertwined.

Suddenly, a muffled thunder fell from the sky and slashed in front of Qin Hong.

"Click!"

The thunder knocked the ground out of a deep pit, as if to remind Qin Hong of something.

Qin Hong's whole person suddenly stood in place, not moving, he gradually closed his eyes, and let everything in front of him slowly dissipate.

"Hiroshi ......"

Wei Wei kept shouting towards Qin Hong.

"Hong'er!"

The voices of mother and father intertwined in my ears.

Qin Hong's tears, uncontrollable, flowed into a river of sadness, day and night, constantly whimpering.

It's all going to pass, it's all going to pass.

The past is like the wind, and the past is like sand.

The wind is gradually blowing away over the years, without a trace when it comes, and quietly when it goes, but it takes away the time of youth.

The past is like sand, the sand is between your fingers, in the dust, you want to catch it but slip away in an instant.

Everyone is looking back, but the past has long since faded its color, and when it is recalled again, it will even become unrecognizable and fragmented, and this fragmentation may also be a kind of spiritual comfort.

But this kind of comfort is a spring and autumn dream after all, everything in the dream is so real, everything makes people so nostalgic, warm and happy, and all the regrets that you once didn't want to happen will be rearranged here, but the reality is not.

Reality is always cruel and can never go in the best direction as your heart desires.

Woke up and drunk.

Everything in the dream was shattered.

This is a spring and autumn dream, why is it so obsessed and intoxicated?

Steaming the last trace of tears in the corners of his eyes with internal strength, Qin Hong's mood has completely changed, the last trace of confusion is gone, and the scene in front of him has changed again.

In the eye, it is verdant.

The grass is verdant and verdant.

The fresh air is straight into the nose and makes people feel refreshed.

But at this time, Qin Hong didn't have the slightest intention to enjoy the breath of the prairie again.

Not far away, Jiang Tai'a, Zhuge Zhan, and Zuo Qingmei were already dying, and their bodies were covered with shocking scars, but these people were still red-eyed, like sealing demons.

"Death, you all deserve to die, whoever kills my parents, death, whoever takes away my beloved wife, death, whoever harms my daughter, death!"

Jiang Tai'a held a pair of bent axes in his hands, and spent the last strength of his body fighting desperately.

And Zuo Qingmei held the plum branch in her hand, constantly shaking, where the plum branch passed, the evil qi overflowed, and the Dao Dao sword qi cut the void.

Zhuge Zhan held the cyan long sword, constantly spinning in place, babbling in his mouth, not as crazy as Jiang Tai'a, but also enchanted.

"Don't kill me, I'll give you all my riches!"

Du Zheyuan was lying on the ground, his whole body convulsed, he was on the verge of death, but he was still deep in hallucinations.

"Poof!"

In Zuo Qingmei's hand, the brilliant and crystalline plum blossom suddenly bloomed into a Shenhua, which was extremely powerful, and directly submerged into Du Zheyuan's eyebrows.

A wisp of blood oozed from Du Zheyuan's eyebrows, accompanied by the spurting of Xuan Li, but then the breath of life gradually dissipated, and finally his vitality was completely annihilated.

He was still staring wide open and terrified to death, and sadly he didn't even know how he died.

"When this person was young, he must have experienced countless hardships to leave such a huge shadow on his soul!" Qin Hong glanced at Du Zheyuan, thinking secretly in his heart.

Qin Hong saw that everyone was in a hallucination, and suddenly felt something in his heart, it seems that in everyone's heart, there will be nightmares, these are things that have been engraved in the depths of memory, and they are always unforgettable.

Cultivators keep saying that they have taken advantage of their fate, but in fact, how many people have really cut off the fate of the earth?

"It's time to wake up!"

Qin Hong let out a loud shout, and at the same time, his hands were raised, and the water yuan Xuan power around his body gushed out, turning into endless raindrops in the air.

The rain kept falling, pouring down and crackling.

On the green grass, the rain continued to pour down, and the grass was pressed to the ground.

Jiang Tai'a, Zhuge Zhan, Zuo Qingmei, and Fang Qingshan woke up one after another, followed by Fang Tianli and Li Daogu, these two people had already come in before Qin Hong and the others stepped into the illusion, and they were intoxicated in the illusion for a longer time, but because their cultivation strength was stronger, they did not die.

The rain finally stopped, and a brilliant rainbow hung in the sky.

Everyone had a feeling of the aftermath of the catastrophe, and at the same time, they were very grateful to Qin Hong in their hearts. They naturally knew that if it weren't for Qin Hong's sudden urging of the Shui Yuan Xuanli to rain down this rainstorm, they were afraid that they would have been intoxicated with illusions until they died......

Everyone stayed where they were, slowly recovering from their injuries.

This time, the vitality was greatly damaged, and even almost died, and it must be adjusted well.

I don't know what the crisis will be.

If the first level is just for people to practice their divine consciousness and physical body, then the second level can be described as extremely insidious, and even almost let the whole army fall here, and no one knows what crisis will be next, this eternal abyss, no one has entered it at all, and it is impossible for there to be a map record.

But Qin Hong and the others were vaguely aware that until now, they had not officially entered the abyss of eternity.

After a few months of adjustment, the state of everyone has recovered.

Although he didn't know the way forward, he could vaguely tell where the seven-star silver leaf grass was.

The mature seven-star silver-leaved grass exudes a sky-high brilliance, reflecting the sky, like the Big Dipper.

This is a vision that only the eight-grade magic medicine can emanate.

The vision will last for a long time, but if it is picked up or devoured by a mysterious beast, the vision will naturally disappear.

Guided by a vision, Qin Hong and his party continued to hurry.

On the prairie, everyone sacrificed Xuan soldiers and advanced rapidly.

The illusion was broken, and there was no other danger on the grassland. It's a lot faster.

Not long after, the group was out of the prairie.

Enter a land of water.

The smoke and waves of Mizusawa are vast, and at a glance, there is no end in sight.

Qin Hong and the others came down from the Xuan soldiers one after another and began to visit this land of water.

"Look, there's a stone tablet there!"

Zhuge Zhan suddenly pointed to the edge of the water and said.

Everyone followed Zhuge Zhan's hope, and in the quagmire, there was indeed a stone tablet.

But the handwriting on the stele was already a little confused, and most of it was obscured by wild grass.

Qin Hong stepped forward and pushed aside the barren grass blocking the stele.

The three words on the stele are very ancient and complicated.

There are many analogies for each word, and Qin Hong can't recognize what it is.

"Northern Wilderness?"

Behind Zuo Qingmei, Fang Qingshan muttered slightly, and Zuo Qingmei was also extremely shocked, and seemed to recognize these three words.

"What do you mean?" Zhuge Zhan looked at Zuo Qingmei and Fang Qingshan and asked, "Do you know these three words?"

"This is an ancient character, it is impossible for ordinary people to know it, especially you people from the Xuanwu Continent, but our Panshen Island, the evolution of ancient characters is extremely slow, and there are even many islands that write common ancient characters thousands of years ago!" Fang Qingshan said.

"Then what does this Northern Desolation mean?" asked Zhuge Zhan again.