"I don't know. The little girl of the grave keeper spread her hands, "But I know what will happen if the Flying Spirit Dragon Clan comes in." ”

"How's it going?" Xue Cheng hurriedly asked.

The girl stretched out her hand and pointed at the densely bound monks behind Xue Cheng: "That's it." ”

"And then? Will they die? What are those silk threads?" Xue Cheng asked eagerly three times.

The girl rubbed her head and said, "And then I don't know." Of course they will die, there are already dead ones. Those silk threads are the punishment of the Linglong Tree. ”

"The punishment of the Linglong Tree?what punishment?Why should it be punished?" If those people from the Cultivator Alliance committed suicide, slaughtered the Linglong Clan, and were punished, Xue Cheng could understand why Jiang Xue was also entangled in silk threads.

The girl played with the bow on her skirt and said, "I don't know." ”

Seeing that the energy of those great powers was quickly extracted by the thin threads, and the body energy of the first person was about to be absorbed and dried up, Xue Cheng was so anxious that he sweated: "What should I do? How can I let those silk threads go? What punishment is there, I can replace it!" She said in place of Jiang Xue, not in place of the shameless group of guys from the Cultivator Alliance.

The girl looked at her puzzled and said, "You don't know, how do I know? This is a matter of the Linglong clan, I am just a tomb spirit." ”

"Me?" Xue Cheng Cheng's family was stunned, "How do I know, I'm just ......" Then she paused, the silk thread on Jiang Xue's body disappeared, and the frightened Jiang Xue fell, haggard and embarrassed.

Jiang Xue, who was let go of the silk thread, did not turn around and run out of the cemetery, but ran towards Xue Cheng: "Mom!"

Xue Cheng said nervously: "You go out quickly!"

Jiang Xue said: "Mom, you let me go, it doesn't matter." ”

"Me?" Xue Cheng was frightened, "Can I let you go?"

"Yes, I feel your strong thoughts pulling those threads away. Jiang Xue said, "Any monk's cultivation has been suppressed here, I clearly feel that there is a strong origin intent here, but there is no origin power, this place must be related to the origin generation of the Linglong Tree World." ”

When the monks of the Cultivator Alliance heard that it was Xue Cheng's intention to release Jiang Xue, they eagerly hoped that Xue Cheng would release them as well, but Xue Cheng didn't think of them at all.

Xue Cheng said: "Now that you say this, I seem to have sensed it." Let's go over and see. ”

The two of them walked towards the endless, glittering stele forest.

After walking over, I found that there were only steles and no tombs here, and the steles were erected in the void one by one.

Xue Cheng was puzzled: "What about the tomb? so many Linglong people are buried here, why are there no tombs?"

Jiang Xue went to look at the words on the tombstone: "The answer may be on this inscription." Jiang Xue has already walked past the tombstones and walked towards the depths of the stele forest.

Xue Cheng hurriedly looked at the text of a tombstone beside him: Yanbei of the Linglong clan, ninety years old to reach the perfect realm, loves to use his brain to solve mechanical problems, and has the energy of three nights. There is a 3D stereoscopic photo in the center of the stele, a handsome guy at the level of small fresh meat, with a contemplative look.

Xue Cheng continued to look down, and each tablet recorded the name of a Yan people, their favorites, and some had brief deeds and photos.

Every photo is a thrilling beauty, every one is an irreproducible beauty, beautiful to the pinnacle of that beauty, and any more is superfluous.

The two shuttled through the forest of steles, and the more they looked, the more suspicious they became.

Xue Cheng suddenly turned around and asked the girl who had been following him, "Where is the corpse of the Linglong clan buried here?"

The girl looked at her with wide, twinkling eyes, and stretched out her fingers to lick them.

Xue Cheng took out a piece of Linglong biscuit and handed it to the girl.

The girl's big eyes lit up, and she took the biscuit and put it in her mouth, and the deliciousness instantly overflowed, and the girl's eyes of enjoyment narrowed into a slit: "It's delicious!"

Xue Cheng took out another biscuit and said, "Tell me about the corpse of the Linglong clan?" This girl likes to eat so much, Xue Cheng wondered if it had eaten the corpse of the Linglong clan, after all, there is nothing in this space except for the monument, what does this girl eat?

The girl happily took the biscuit and said, "The inscription says," she pointed to the tablets next to her, "This brother has turned into Sixi energy." This turned into two nights of energy. This turns into Wuxi energy. ”

"What about energy?" Jiang Xue asked.

The girl licked her fingers and did not speak.

Xue Cheng took out another biscuit, Jiang Xue intercepted it, and sent it to the girl: "Tell me, how did those brothers and sisters of the Linglong clan come in, and who erected these tombstones?"

The girl happily took the biscuit and said, "They walked in by themselves, they carved their own tombstones, and then their bodies turned into majestic origin energy, and the energy spread out through those silk threads. ”

Xue Cheng: "......"

Jiang Xue: "......"

The two were stunned for a long time before they came back to their senses from the shock.

Jiang Xue said to the girl: "In other words, this Linglong Tree World was created by the Linglong Clan with their own bodies?"

The girl licked the remaining biscuits on her fingers and said, "What is the Linglong Tree World?" I don't know, anyway, this cemetery is getting bigger and bigger as the Linglong clan buries more and more. ”

Jiang Xue turned her head and smiled bitterly: "Mom, now the truth has basically been found, the Linglong Tree is our entire world, and the whole world is the branches and leaves of the Linglong Tree, and the nutrients that grow on this Linglong Tree are the Linglong Clan." Now that the Linglong Clan has been slaughtered by the Cultivator Alliance, our world has no origin. A world without its origin, like a leaf floating on the water, will sooner or later perish and disappear by itself, even if there is no foreign invasion. ”

Xue Cheng was motionless, staring coldly at the cultivators who were tied up in silk threads.

Jiang Xue saw that Xue Cheng was about to kill, and hurriedly said: "Mom, the Cultivator Alliance is self-inflicted and disgusting, Master may just want to let them slowly endure the end of their own self-defeat, and killing them now can only give them relief." ”

Xue Cheng was cold: "The liberation of the fart, I want to let them go to the Netherworld after death to continue to suffer the fate of their own self-denial." Master said that the Netherworld is the shadow of this world, and this world is slowly dying out, and of course the shadow is getting smaller and smaller. ”

"But Mom, some of their souls are afraid that they will dissipate if they can't pass through the Netherworld, isn't it too cheap for them?" Jiang Xue said.

Xue Cheng thought about it, it really made sense, his mind moved slightly, all the silk threads disappeared, and one by one the pale cultivators of the Cultivator Alliance were let go screaming.

"Master Xue, Mr. Jiang, we really don't know that the Linglong Clan is actually the origin of this world, who let them not tell everyone?" The white-haired old man of the Cultivator Alliance said tremblingly, he could feel that in this strange space, as long as Xue Cheng had a thought, those irresistible silk threads would bind him again and let him be at his mercy to death.

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