"In the past, he enlightened me and opened the door of the divine soul, and today, I have introduced this person. I'm leaving, too, and when I return, no one will be in a mess, and what awaits us is a vicious battle. It is a test of people's hearts again and again. ”

Mu Si's eyes changed with a light in his eyes, and at this moment he seemed to see himself again tens of thousands of years ago.

He is one of the remnants of that year and one of the oldest. If anyone can feel the despair of the times, then he is the only one.

Mu Si changed into the highest level of the core of the Lan Cong Palace, and his purple qi penetrated the heavens and the earth, and the whole person's clothes were also shrouded in colorful colors. Raise your hands and feet to make the bottom of the seven colors, and the nine colors will take off in the air, setting off air waves.

This roar was even scattered by him. Faintly, it can be seen that the great array of the Lan Sect Protector Palace stirs up seven-colored runes, and the Dao is flying. In an instant, it was silent again.

In the roar, Yang Daoyi on the side was directly overturned by the nine-colored qi wave, and almost fell under the rainbow, and his body was surging with qi and blood, and the white brilliance of the protective body was actually broken by this color.

Looking back, he saw that Mu Sibian's eyes gradually dimmed, like a beast without thinking.

This is the confusion in Mu Sichang's mouth?

In the battle of sealing the heavens, the sages of the Hengyu Realm used their own Dao to seal the heavens, and the primordial heavenly Dao was dormant. However, if you reach the Supreme People, it is possible to destroy the prohibition of the Hengyu Realm, so out of instinct, the Heaven Sealing Prohibition will form a shackle in the Great Dao and block the highest achievement of future generations.

Because of the transformation of certain Taoist rules, this has also become the source of confusion.

"What should I do, this old maniac may poison the world, I can't beat him. Yang Daoyi looked at Mu Siyan, who was about to go crazy, and didn't know what to do.

But in the next moment, Mu Sibian suddenly stopped showing signs of rioting, but his eyes were still confused.

"Seal!" Even in the confusion, there is still an instinct that allows Mu Sibian to ban himself at the last moment.

As he spoke, he sealed the words, and saw that the seven-colored light after Mu Si's transformation turned into seven colored chains and locked his soul. Under the flow of nine-colored light reflected in the void, thousands of tadpole-like patterns locked his body.

Faintly, the light of justice suppressed the muddy way. Mu Sichang regained his clarity.

In such an environment, people like them can only last for half an hour. Some are even shorter.

"Ten years later, the old man is back!

"Use his cause and effect to suppress me, and use the power of Hongmeng Chaos to make me recover quickly. Xiaoyang, you will have a great opportunity in the past ten years, you must break the shackles of cause and effect, and I will need your help then!"

Behind the purple gate, there was gradually no sound of Mu Sichang, and only Yang Dao was left thinking about it.........

Behind the purple gate, Li Shaoyang seemed to have entered a new and different world. The sun and the moon in this world have withered, and the stars have fallen, but there are still some stars stubbornly suspended in the sky, rising and falling around the track that has long been deviated.

It's really gray here, so gray that you can only see the silver glow on the remnant stars.

The sky here is very low, as low as a thousand feet high, as if someone has deliberately lowered it.

The mountains here are also very low, only about 100 zhang, and the river has dried up, leaving only the riverbed, but there is no sign of drying.

"Ah......... Ah!" Above the sky, a purple gate appeared out of thin air, and Li Shaoyang fell from the door, and his frightened cry was not too pretentious.

Although the day after the door is low, it is still thousands of zhang high, even if Li Shaoyang has the law of Yang Dao to strengthen his muscles and bones, he will still die.

At the critical juncture, Li Shaoyang used his gray aura, performed supreme fist techniques, and hit the ground of the Sumeru world as a buffer for himself.

The air waves surged, Li Shaoyang finally had a chance to breathe, stepped on the air waves, a backflip stabilized his body, and in a thought, the flowers under his feet bloomed, paving a law road with yin and yang petals leading to the ground.

Li Shaoyang smiled, at this moment, he felt that he finally had the ability to take charge on his own.

In the rain of black and white flowers, Li Shaoyang was dressed in white and fell slowly like snow. He jumped down on tiptoe, as light as a white crane, but when he stepped out, the earth cracked.

"The gravel-like earth is like the mustard seed space left by my grandfather, the heavens and stars, and the gray weird temperament, it is really similar. ”

Li Shaoyang looked around, and always felt that this place was too familiar, and it was almost the same as Lao Li's mustard seed space.

"Sui Gu......... Sui Gu!" the voice of the old monster sounded in Li Shaoyang's sea of knowledge.

Perhaps because of his dormancy, his memory is getting better and better these days, as if he remembers many things from the past. At this moment, feeling the breath of the Sumeru world, he actually woke up from his dormancy, and there were words in his mouth.

The divine dragon on the side did not move, and it has been dormant in chaos.

In the sea of knowledge, the old monster turned into a streamer and came to Li Shaoyang's side, only this time he was no longer in a chaotic form, but rarely revealed a humanoid form.

Although the face is still so blurry, you can see the posture of the real old youkai.

Where this old monster stands, there are golden scriptures lingering all over his body, wandering under his clothes, and he is many times more gorgeous than the white light law of Zhiyang Daoyi.

At the same time, the old monster was dressed in a gray robe and a blood-red cloak behind him. Although his face could not be seen, it was obvious that his hair was scattered. But it's not messy, but has a dissolute aesthetic.

A short sword in his right hand was no more than two and a half feet, without a scabbard and without verve, but it seemed to have the magic of devouring souls. But if you look closely, it's just a mortal sword.

A snap of his fingers was struck, and thousands of sword shadows cut through the void with a loud noise, and finally the old monster collected the sword heart, and this sword qi gradually calmed down.

"Old youkai, how did you get out. You're not dormant anymore? This is the second time I've seen your true body! It's a lot worse than before. It's finally not a chaotic form. Li Shaoyang said with a wink, but the old monster also knew his temper, and all regarded his words as farts.

It's just that he still said in his mouth: "Suigu, there is the breath of the Suigu era here, and I have also sensed this breath in Li Daoyou's mustard seed space, but it is not so strong! Today's Suigu is too strong!"

The old monster held a two-and-a-half-foot short sword and raised his head, although he couldn't see his facial features, but Li Shaoyang could feel that he was looking at the stars suspended in the void.

"It's a bit similar, but why do you say it's an ancient civilization? If it's Suigu, then why is there a heaven and earth in Lao Li's hands that doesn't belong to this time and space, if it's Suigu, why do you know it's Suigu? Who are you? Is it even more ancient?"

Li Shaoyang's mind was clear, and after a series of questions, he knew that the ancient civilization was even older than Lao Li, and it was a million years ago, but this old monster of unknown origin actually said that he could feel the breath of the ancient civilization. What does this mean? Could it be that the old monster is a witness of the ancient civilization?

Of course, all this is Li Shaoyang's speculation, and everything is still unknown.

"This is the breath of Suigu! The world of Sumeru is the remains of Suigu, and the mustard seed space is also the remains of Suigu civilization. But I don't know who I am, and I don't know why I know this is Suigu. There are two consciousnesses intertwined in my body, with thousands of different memories. I don't know who I am, but I am a first-hand witness of ancient civilization......... I have witnessed the disaster......... But I can't remember!" The old monster became more and more crazy, even though there was a strangeness covering his face, but Li Shaoyang still saw a pair of scarlet eyes from the blur.

"It's getting more and more interesting, then the ancient civilization, the first generation of civilization, the second generation of civilization, the people outside the sky, the Cangyun Sage, the one who was originally me at the beginning of the years. These great causes and effects are all vaguely entangled with me in some way. But where should I go in this world of sophistry?" Li Shaoyang asked himself, he didn't know what was waiting for him, he only knew that he had to go on.

I vaguely remember that the man at the beginning of those years said a very profound sentence, not for eternity, but for the day. Now you don't know the past, I don't know the future, you and I are all clearing the fog in that day and night to see what we want to see. No matter what the cause and effect are, you and I should move forward!" Li Shaoyang paced slowly, and the old monster followed him step by step, although Li Shaoyang was small, but this seat contained a big truth. There are some shadows of that existence at the beginning of the years.

"Hahaha! I think I've lived a long time, but I'm ashamed that I can't see it thoroughly as your little doll of three or five years!"

In Li Shaoyang's memory, this was the first time the old monster laughed. Li Hua became a saint but could not maintain an eternal mentality, and the strength of the divine dragon was not inferior to that of a saint, but there were also big drawbacks.

The only thing Li Shaoyang has seen in his life is the old monster, Meng Han, and the mysterious person he has never seen can do without joy or sorrow.

Today, in Li Shaoyang's words, the old monster also has normal emotions, and his thoughts must be on the next level.

Li Shaoyang listened to the words of the old monster, stopped, and said slowly: "If the mentality is related to age, then the latecomers will never have a way out, and the ones who come must be invincible, it is precisely because of the gap between people and the variables that the world is more interesting." ”

The old monster nodded secretly, since Li Huacheng passed away, this Li Shaoyang's style of acting has become more and more old. There will be a generation of grandmasters in the future.

"Hehehe, yes, yes, what Xiao Shaoyang said is very true!" the old monster laughed again. Compared with the usual piece of wood, the current old monster Li Shaoyang is really unable to adapt for a while.

"Today I ......... Who am I? Forget it, the old monster is the old monster. Today, my old monster will accompany you Li Shaoyang to take a trip and see how strong the inheritance of this Lan Cong Palace is!"

Sonorous!

The old monster pulled out a sword flower in his hand, and the sword light touched the void and rubbed sparks.

The sparks gathered and condensed into an ancient font, suspended in the void and enduring.

"My sword imprint, even if it is a thousand years, will not be eroded by the years, just stay here to locate it to prevent the strange from happening. "It's like being able to sense something, and the old monster has left a way out.

Such an imprint is connected to the caster's heart and can naturally be located.

"Suigu was originally brilliant, but it was precisely because of the glory of the past that this civilization was left with great terror after its death. Even if this is Li Daoyou's handiwork, I'm afraid that Li Daoyou won't be able to know everything in it, leaving you with a mess. ”

The old monster put away the short sword in his hand as he spoke, kicked the ground violently, and jumped directly onto a suspended remnant star.

This foot, the earth cracked and the sky collapsed, and this foot starfell.

It doesn't have to be like this, everyone knows how to control the sky, but the old monster has to pretend to be handsome. After all, Li Shaoyang can't jump up to the height of this remnant star.

Just when Li Shaoyang was slandering in his heart, the old monster suddenly said to Li Shaoyang below: "Hundreds of miles ahead, behind the mountain range, there are colorful reflections in the sky, I am afraid that it is the place where the Lanlu Palace Road gathers." Let's go back and explore the place. ”

The old monster is still thinking about Li Shaoyang, but he only let him have the opportunity to explore the world of Sumeru, otherwise he will lose his wife and lose his soldiers if his life changes.

"Hehe, let's go, I, Li Shaoyang, am not a shallow person after all, my life is too brilliant. When Li Shaoyang learned that the Lan Cong Palace Dao was converging, he immediately cocked his tail, the Dao was too strong.

In him, there is still a quarter of the luck of the Cangyun country? How can there be no good luck?

Li Shaoyang and the old monster galloped away one after the other, drawing a wonderful arc in the void.

In just a moment, the two of them came to the foot of the mountain a hundred miles away, and after crossing this mountain, there was a place where the Tao rules converged.

"Let's go over directly!" Li Shaoyang was about to fly over, but the old monster asked him to walk over. I really don't know why.

I saw that the old monster stretched out his slender fingers, instigated the palm like a fan, and pressed it on the mountain, and the earth shook the mountain, just like a heavenly gate was opened, and even the mountain had to make way for Li Shaoyang.

"I don't know when, that distant ancient era, the mountains and rivers are inside, the road is like the sea, the runes are like notes, today I condense the ancient texts in my palm, and the mountain is really opened. The old monster flipped up a hand, and a mysterious earth-colored rune jumped in his hand, like a flame tumbling.

There is no such brilliance in this Cangyun, and some are just the decline and decline of generations.

"Let's go, let's go and see your chance! It can be used as a place where the Dao of the Lan Gong Gong gathers, I'm afraid that the place in front of me is absolutely extraordinary. Turning his hand, the old monster wiped out the runes and said to Li Shaoyang.

Li Shaoyang couldn't help but be a little amazed when he saw the scene in front of him, in the legendary ancient era, has the level of civilization reached this realm?

Li Shaoyang thought in his heart, if one day, Cangyun is no longer today's Cangyun, what will be left?

Maybe it's all up to him.........

No one knows that when Li Shaoyang first entered the Sumeru world, the mustard seed space that Lao Li gave him was trembling slightly, as if he had been attracted by something.

An invisible eye peeled off from Li Shaoyang's body, wandering in the Sumeru world and following Li Shaoyang into the place where the Tao was gathered.

"The ancient relics are reproduced today, and the heaven and earth of the year may also be reproduced in the hands of this Li Shaoyang. Out of nothingness, the invisible eyes whispered to themselves. But his words can only be heard by himself.

Ahead, the old monster seemed to sense something, and looked back, but found nothing.

"Strange, just now, my sword heart trembled. My sword heart is many times more sensitive than my eyes. I've never missed it, so why did I go wrong today?" the old monster muttered as he clenched the two-and-a-half-foot short sword in his hand.

For the old youkai, even though he has lost his memory and the past since he appeared, his sword heart has always existed.

People may do wrong, but the heart is never wrong!

"What are you looking at?" asked Li Shaoyang as he tilted his head and asked the old monster.

"It's nothing, I just feel a little weird, maybe my strength is not at the peak, I noticed a mistake!" Although he said this to Li Shaoyang, the sword in the old monster's hand became more and more clenched. The blade of the sword screamed softly, and finally fell silent, but there was a cold light that condensed the sword body, and it was not released.

Kenshin is never wrong, and neither can his old youkai.

"Hehe, it's not easy to perceive my existence! This person seems to be the person who passed away from the ancient era, but how can he be here? I thought I could call it weird, but I didn't expect someone to be weirder than me. The strange voice laughed, as if it was particularly interested that the old youkai could spot him.

However, from his words, it can be seen that this strange voice and the old monster do not belong to this time and space or this world. They all belong to the Sui Ancient Era, an era before civilization.

It's just that I don't know why, the heaven and earth in ancient times collapsed and became the 'heaven and earth' in the hands of the strong.

"You go in first! I'm here to guard the mountain and block the evil for you!" Suddenly, the old monster slapped Li Shaoyang into the place where the Dao rules converged. Another palm struck the mountain, and the mountains closed.

At this moment, Li Shaoyang realized that the old monster felt a strange existence when he looked back.

At this moment, Li Shaoyang also hated, hated that he was so weak that he could only rely on others to protect him.

However, the old monster's palm still sent him to the inheritance of Lanlu Palace after all.

On the other side of the mountain, the old monster retreated by himself, holding a two-and-a-half-foot short sword in his left hand, pointing at the sky with a sword, and under a thought, thousands of sword lights flew down, descending from the nine heavens. The Nine Heavens Flying Sword swept in all directions, and even the silver light of the remnant star was cut off by the sword light.

There are hundreds of millions of monks in Cangyun, and there are tens of millions of people who use swords? But how many people can use swords to cut off all the light?

The old monster's sword is a two-and-a-half-foot mortal sword, and the hand holding the sword is actually left-handed, but the old monster is not left-handed. For a person who is proficient in kendo, the taste is self-evident.

"Your Excellency doesn't know where the sacredness is? It's a little unreasonable to run out of this kid's body at this juncture, right? Li Daoyou entrusted him to me, I will protect him thoroughly, and ask Daoyou to respect himself, Mo Yan has lost his own face!"

Although the old monster breathed a sigh of relief, his words were still domineering. They don't seem to bow to each other.

"A bloody robe shocked the eternals, and the cloud sword in his left hand was broken. Everyone in the world is Qingfeng's three-foot-long swordsmanship, only me, a mortal sword is two and a half feet, and the head is three feet to slaughter the gods!"

"Such a demeanor, except for that person, no one deserves it!" This time, the strange voice was finally released, in a word, the old monster heard it very clearly!

"You know me, who am I!"