"Is that really the case?"

Hearing this, Lu Shen narrowed his eyes slightly.

He had thought a lot, it must have been because something incomprehensible had happened three thousand years ago.

But when the world's top cultivators gather together, what is the power that makes them all disappear?

Lu Shen slowly clenched his hands, his face a little pale.

If that is the case, what is the point of his death back then?

There was a low voice of resentment in the black mist, "There must have been a great calamity back then, this god was transformed by heaven and earth, and he has been immortal and immortal since ancient times, and I felt that back then... I can't describe the feeling, I understand that I will completely disappear as long as I think of that kind of thing, otherwise how would I be willing to sink in the Yao Pond, and eat you before I break the seal, and wait for you to reshape the seal?

There was silence in the black mist for a while, and then he was suddenly surprised: "Hey, no, who are you, the realm is not high, but why is the sword intent so terrifying?! So... What's that?"

Qinglian shook Lu Shen's right hand and said with a smile: "It seems that Yaochi's seal is indeed useful, its heart is becoming more and more naïve now, and it is becoming more and more curious about everything, and it has to get to the bottom of it." ”

Lu Shen ignored it, and just raised his head slightly.

After half a ring, he sighed helplessly.

The heavens were covered, there was chaos, and nothing could be seen at all.

Lu Shen finally said two words.

"Academy. ”

Qinglian understood the other party's temperament, and said softly: "It's okay to go, but you have to be careful in everything, it's not the same as before after all." ”

Lu Shen looked up at the slaughtering wall and the endless desert, frowned, and said, "Do you need me to help you?"

Qinglian shook her head and said, "It's a wisp of soul buried here, it's too small compared to what you did for me back then, if it weren't for that, how would you be in the future..."

"Enough"

Lu Shen interrupted her and shook her head. "This is the most unreasonable thing to talk about, I have forgotten it. ”

Qinglian, who was like a girl in a white dress, quieted down, biting her lip lightly, her eyes slightly red.

Lu Shen looked indifferent.

Han Ruo, the fox spirit who had been in the Ning family's mansion in Ruyang City, pretending to be the old servant of the Ning family, once asked Lu Shen, what would you do if you were an enemy of the whole world for a woman?

At that time, Lu Shen did not answer him directly.

Because he didn't need to, and because he used to do it.

Three thousand years ago, the Shadow Temple was still called the Divine Gate, and the holy land in the world did not have the momentum it has now.

Guiwei is the fairy Qinglian who cultivates the entire continent and looks like a peerless, when he broke through the realm, he was attacked by the two holy realm overhauls of the Divine Gate, and when he was seriously injured, he encountered a catastrophe, although he survived, but the foundation of the Great Dao was completely destroyed, resulting in a helpless fall in the end.

When Lu Shen woke up from the retreat, he went to the Divine Gate with one person and one sword.

Four major repairs at the peak of the Holy Realm, one sect master who surpassed the cultivation of the Holy Realm, countless formations, and tens of thousands of disciples of the Divine Sect disappeared overnight.

Among them, there are countless saints of the Three Sects who can't bear to kill and come to persuade them to fight, and there is still only one sword to answer them.

Reason?

The truth is in the sword!

In the end, the corpses were all over the field, and Lu Shen's vitality was greatly injured because of this, laying the foundation for future disasters.

Lu Shen seemed to remember something, and said with a smile: "The Divine Gate back then had a different name, and now it is called the Shadow Palace. But don't worry, I'll destroy them when I step into the Sky Breaking Realm, don't worry, it won't be too far. ”

"The Shadow Temple?"

Qinglian frowned slightly, and said, "Now a little girl in Yaochi who presided over the seal seems to have been severely injured by the people in the Shadow Hall a few days ago, which has led to the instability of the formation today. ”

Lu Shen said: "So this peach festival is for this seal?"

"That's right. ”

Lu Shen raised his eyebrows slightly, because he thought of the person who devoured the Heavenly Ghost in the Endless Sea.

Everything is strange.

Suddenly, the two of them looked into the distance.

The girl-like woman frowned, and her momentum changed suddenly.

Lu Shen frowned and said, "No matter how you say it, this is also the Holy Land of Yaochi, why is there no defense at all?"

Qinglian suddenly glanced back at him, a little resentful, and said: "I like to be quiet, so there have always been few living people here, and it is annoying to look at, not to mention that it is enough to have me." ”

Lu Shen blinked, raised his head and said, "The weather is good today." ”

....

At the foot of the mountain beyond the Light Gate, a slender and demonic man came here.

If no one next to him looked at the "graves" in front of him, a faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

The guardian lion was furious, his back arched, and his mouth let out a low roar.

The Shadow Hall Master glanced at it and said with a smile: "Good guard dog, you can take it back and feed it." ”

"Roar!"

With a roar that shattered the sky, the body of the male lion increased dozens of times, almost as high as the mountain, and a hoof slammed downward, sinking vigorously, and the ground on which the man was standing was instantly shattered.

The next moment.

The Shadow Hall Priest appeared on top of the lion's head, his right foot raised and gently stepped down.

Obviously, it was just an understatement of stomping, and the majestic master who was as majestic as a mountain instantly knelt on all fours and let out a painful wail, as if he was pressed by Mount Tai.

Radiant and prosperous.

The woman in the white dress appeared in the sky, radiating a dazzling light.

The Great Secretary of the Shadow Hall smiled slightly and said, "The demeanor of the Qinglian Fairy, sure enough, the city does not deceive me." ”

Qinglian's eyes were cold, and as soon as her right arm was raised, a majestic sword qi directly smashed into her face.

With a wave of his hand, a black mist floated in front of him.

The white light collided with the black mist, and countless spiritual qi scattered in all directions, emitting a piercing roar.

"You're not against me. ”

The strange man retreated to the ground, pressed the ten fingers of both hands to the ground, and laughed: "The stars are moving." ”

Complex patterns emerged from under his feet, and then spread in all directions, forming a pattern similar to a Bagua diagram.

With the wail of the male lion, the smell of blood filled the heavens and the earth, and a majestic black gas took the lead in rising from the ground.

Then came the roar of the beast.

The demonic aura swept in, filling the entire tomb.

"You actually sent the Heavenly Ghost here!"

Qinglian was furious.

"A great gift for you. ”

The Shadow Hall Master fell into the void in one step, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Then, a roar of rage shattered the sky.