This is an ancient battlefield full of ruins.

The sky was the color of ash, the clouds were rolling, and the sun shone dimly, shining on the earth and being reflected in all directions by several broken swords.

Countless wreckage, people, beasts, magic weapons shattered all over the ground, a demonic wind let out a strange roar, and there seemed to be a remnant soul roaring silently in the distorted light.

It's impossible to imagine what happened to this land.

At this time, the sonorous sound of the collision of soldiers and the heroic laughter of men were heard thousands of miles away.

Suddenly, the thick clouds seemed to be violently pushed away by a pair of big hands, and for a moment it seemed that the heavens and the earth were quiet......

It seems that the extremely violent energy impact temporarily blocked the sound!

A few seconds later, an earth-shattering explosion, accompanied by a hurricane-like air current, swept away the clouds, wreckage, and mountains within thousands of miles, lifted away, and destroyed!

"It's you?!Soul Division!You're going to kill me!" The heroic voice was rough and majestic, but it seemed unbelievable at the moment.

There was no sound in response to him, it was the impact of the war's extreme speed!

"I'm afraid I'm not your only target. Even if you die here today, you won't get anything!"

The sky was cloudless but thundering, obviously not natural thunder. The two waves of qi visible to the naked eye on the ground quickly spread out from the place of battle, and even the dust disappeared wherever they went.

"Qiankun is guilty!" Suddenly, there was a thunderstorm! A voice echoed with the thunder, like a man and a woman, ethereal, and there was nowhere to find the source!

The voice that echoed between heaven and earth seemed to anger the man: "Soul Division! Death!!" His voice overshadowed the thunder, and with an indomitable momentum, he fought to the death!

"'The Tao is endless, the mantra of the Yuan sacrifice, the cultivation of the gods, the meditation of the mind, the three thousand gods, the spirit of the scriptures, the fire and the ice of the sky, the Shura star change, the Tao pole returns to the ancestors, and the clouds and immortals appear. "Latecomer, I misunderstood me, you must not be thoughtless! Don't look for immortals, immortals come to find you." Qiankun is not guilty, I am guilty. ”

For a moment, the picture seemed to slow down, and then it didn't seem to be. A voice came, deafening, it was the man's voice!

Every sentence is as sharp as a knife, cutting the heart and engraved in the bottom of my heart!

Strangely, the Soul Division seemed to be unaware.

The dim sun was covered with a layer of blood at this moment, the earth shook, and the picture became more and more blurry.

"Woo~ah!" Jiang Nian was covered in a cold sweat, sat up on the bed suddenly, didn't have time to think, only felt a splitting headache, and his ears buzzed.

After a while, Jiang Nian came back to his senses, and it was a strange dream again.

Since a few days ago, I met the old man named Hanako in the east of the city and then fainted inexplicably, I have had some strange dreams for the past few days and nights.

Originally, it was normal to dream, but Jiang Nian felt more and more abnormal, because all the dreams he had were in that ancient battlefield!

Each dream is either from a different perspective or with different characters, but they all witness the cruelty of this divine war.

Counting the dreams of the night, it is the most shocking tonight, and even the last few words Jiang Nian remembers in his heart.

From beginning to end, Jiang Nian felt that he was just a pair of bystander eyes, because of the night's dreams, the person in the dream, no one saw him, and he could only watch silently and thoughtlessly, but Fang Cai's dream was very different from before.

The last few words of the heroic man seemed to be spoken to himself, and even the Soul Division didn't seem to hear them.

Did the man who spoke die in the end?Why did the sun shine with blood?Where was the battlefield?Who was at war with whom?

Jiang Nian couldn't help but have a big head, if he continued like this, his dreams every night would force a lot of pictures into his head, and Jiang Nian suspected that he would become a fool in less than a month.

"'Qiankun is not guilty?' This dream is also too false, who can condemn heaven and earth?' 'I am guilty?' is so ridiculous that people can talk about it. Jiang Nian shook his head, although he felt that the dream was strange, but the big words of the person in the dream were particularly ridiculous.

At this time, the sky was slightly bright, and after the dream just now, Jiang Nian had no intention of falling asleep, so he sat on the bed and recalled Fang Cai's dream carefully.

"'I have misunderstood me, and you must not be without thoughts. 'Quan I am the latecomer, he means that I should not be like him?'

"The Tao is endless, the mantra of the Yuan sacrifice, the cultivation of the gods, the ...... of the hidden mind" The dark room saw a little light from the window paper, and Jiang Nian knew that it was almost dawn.

Just as he was intermittently reciting the words of the man in his dream, Jiang Nian didn't know that the spiritual portrait of the "Health Miscellaneous" in his arms was emitting bursts of black light.

If you open the portrait at this time, you can see that the spirit emperor and the fierce beast in the painting seem to have a soul, although they are still the same as in the painting, but they are more agile and vibrant.

In a moment, the scarlet glow of the Qiu Ming Beast's eyes was magnificent! The Spirit Emperor statue suddenly emitted a sword light, and after the Qiu Ming Beast was hit, its ferocity dissipated slightly.

The light from the window paper seemed to be much dimmer, and the room was pitch black again, in Jiang Nian's arms, the pitch-black space was actually distorted, and something seemed to be tearing the night apart from his chest!

For Jiang Nian, who has a mortal body, even the great monk of the Yuan Infant Stage is here, and he can't detect this distorted power that destroys the world at this moment.

Inside the painting page, the ink black behind Qiu Ming Beast was slowly getting bigger, and it was eroding the entire sky!

The light of the Spirit Emperor statue was eroded by the darkness and became more and more dim, only to see that the aura around him turned, allowing the darkness to invade, and a golden light shot out from his fingertips, this golden light did not turn into an attack, but penetrated the pages of the book and rushed towards Jiang Nian!

Jiang Nian was holding the "Health Miscellaneous" unconsciously, the golden light shot in from Jiang Nian's chest, and in the blink of an eye, it shot out again, and entered the book and turned into a golden "immortal" character, breaking through the darkness, and unstoppably imprinted on the top of Qiu Ming's head!

In an instant, the picture returned to its ordinary appearance, as if nothing had happened, and both the Spirit Emperor and the Qiu Ming fell silent.

No one knew that because of the change caused by Jiang Nian's words, a continent that was not far away from here was deeply shaken at this moment.

Jiang Nian, the initiator, was unaware of everything just now, and sat on the bed and sighed deeply.

"What's the use of saying more, if there are really immortals, if I can get rid of this waste body, I am willing to go through all kinds of calamities, as long as I can stand up and be able to have sound hands and feet, I am willing to do anything!" Jiang Nian shouted in his heart, "Maybe there are no immortals at all, it's me who is stunned and thinks crankily every day." I don't know how many times he has weakly roared at fate.

The early sun always can't wait to poke his head out, and the window paper that is only slightly bright, at this time there is already a ray of sunlight sprinkled.

There was a slight sound in the next room, and Jiang Nian could tell that it was his father who was getting dressed and his mother's whispered advice.

Every time his mother told his father, Jiang Nian knew that it was time to go up the mountain again.

He got up to dress, Jiang Nian, whose hands were disabled, took a long time every time he dressed, but this time he only put on a long shirt and picked up the crutches next to the bed and pushed the door out.

His father carried a few pieces of dry rations, a long roll of rope around his body, a stiff bow behind his back, and a long knife that spilled a little cold light in the hut and put it into his sheath.

"Dad, mother, don't go, I've been eating Lingganshan for a few months, and there is no improvement, there are a lot of fierce beasts on Qingyun Mountain, it's not worth the risk." Let's live a good life, and I'm used to my hands and feet, so it's out of the way. ”

"Daddy, look at ......" Mother Wanyu was in a dilemma, and she was also anxious about the child's hands and feet, but when it didn't work for a long time, she didn't want her husband to take risks again.

"What do you know! Nian Er Fang bundled his hair, and his whole life was still long, it was we who gave the child such a body, it was me Jiang Wu who harmed Nian'er, as long as I am alive, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will not give up!" The words of his wife and son seemed to touch Jiang Wu's sore spot, which made him extremely excited.

After a brief look with Jiang Nian, he looked away, the thick sadness in his eyes could not be concealed, he simply lifted the long knife, strode out of the door and did not look back, the resolute figure took a firm step, in the red eyes of Jiang Nian and his wife, disappeared into the distance of the rising sun.

"Son, it's Dad who is sorry for you, Dad will definitely make you better, you wait for Dad. The fingertips of the hand holding the knife turned white, Jiang Wu's eyes were sharp, and he muttered softly.