?? N+I?f.? v??? J???!? L?c8z?v?? tzP?fi?E-?v?_?? C?.?? The Dao pattern has been shattered, and the Dao and Principle intertwined in the Western Heavenly Divine Land have all faded and almost dissipated, and it is just an extraordinarily strong piece of stubborn iron!"

Gu Chuanxia looked at this metal mountain with no essence and full of dead things, and nodded. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Such a material, although hard, is really useless. Even if it were to be collected and taken away at a huge cost, it would never be possible to use it to make a magic weapon, because it would not be able to engrave the Dao pattern at all. The only thing that can be used for reuse forging is the so-called mortal tool that sharpens iron like clay.

"This should be a shattered ancient artifact, even if it is such a tall metal mountain, it should only be a part of it!"

On this broken metal block, there was a broken ancient halberd, dozens of zhang long, and then a tattered and disfigured blue light hammer was found, as well as a large purple-gold sea bowl.

All the ruined ancient gods and soldiers surrounded the vast land, floating eternally in this boundless void, silently expounding the tragedy and tragedy of the past.

Even just looking at these broken weapons, Gu Chuanxia can slightly imagine the tragedy and cruelty of the battle at that time. Countless strong men have fallen, just like the scorching sun in the sky, constantly sliding down like meteors.

On a huge round object, which seemed to be an ancient weapon, and what seemed to be an ancient star, some huge pieces of rotten bones that had long since disappeared were discarded.

Recognizable, they are the bones of giants and dragons.

It is clear that there was once a large-scale battle between an ancient giant and a dragon.

With a punch of the void that surrounded the entire continent, the ancient legend shattered all these former divine soldiers who had long been decayed, and let them return to dust and dust.

The sunset, which hangs forever on the west side of the earth, is hidden from the clouds and space, rendering the already fiery red earth with a layer of blood again.

Standing on the ground at this moment, there is an endless desert in front of me, the ground is full of red rocks, and there are almost no plants on the ground, and even if there are, it is the kind of dry and wilted, as if it is about to dry out.

There are many dilapidated buildings, leaning against each other in the distance, but there are not many that can maintain a rough structure, and they are far from each other.

In the afterglow of the eternal setting sun, these buildings are coated with a layer of color like jumping flames and flowing blood, making them look like they have a sense of regret.

Barren, dilapidated, in the interweaving of blood-colored brilliance and flame light, it gives people an extremely strange feeling, this is a picture that makes people want to gaze at it forever, but can't bear to look at it more, depressed like the precipitation of bitter years.

Gu Chuanxia stood there, as if he wanted to see through the whole world, and his eyes seemed to run through hundreds of millions of years, thinking about the glory of the past.

In the distance, there seems to be a flock of birds, in the sunset, fluttering their wings and flying, the faint golden light that surrounds the body, piercing the heaven and the earth, dispelling this dead silence of tranquility, so that between the heaven and the earth, there is a little more life.

But when the flock of birds was about to approach, Gu Chuanxia quickly broke into a nearby building and hid.

It was a flock of kiwi birds with dog heads, cat bodies, and golden wings, and their voices sounded like the sound of swords piercing into flesh, and they seemed to be devouring the few living beings in this land to sustain their own lowly life.

"The corpse haunting bird, a creature that trades the death of others for its own life, forever follows decay, depravity, and sin, symbolizing ominousness. The golden light on them will tempt anyone who is greedy and cause them to fall into evil paths and eventually die. The ancient legend's mind quickly slid through the account of the birds. Thanks to the information given by the Star Pupil Boy, he would never have realized the horror of this group of birds in the first place.

What's more, the strangeness of his coming in here should be more careful.

At this time, Gu Chuanxia had already begun to look around at the building in front of him.

At first, I didn't think it was anything, but the more I looked at it, the more mysterious and unusual it became, almost obsessive, as if there was a kind of avenue of qi, shrouding this dilapidated building.

It's just that when Gu Chuanxia explored it more carefully, this kind of qi began to dissipate again. He was always out of place, and once he started paying attention to something, either he was ostracized or it ended in destruction.

Get out of the ruins of the building.

Crisscrossing the mountains, a majestic city finally appeared.

The whole city, the architectural style, may not be called how gorgeous, how amazing. But its majesty, its vastness, is rare.

The city is located in a volcanic crater, and the city suspended on the crater is flickering with rolling flame patterns, pulling immeasurable fire aura.

Step into the city.

The ancient legend listened to the voices of the city, sifting through the news that was useful to him.

"There it is!" Gu Chuanxia's eyes lit up.

"Oops! Yesterday, General Wei Tuo seemed to have killed another master of the Golden Ancient Demon Clan, this is really a great victory in a long time!"

"Yes, yes, General Veda has achieved enlightenment, and the body of Vajra has reached the point of immortality, and it is said that he may still reach the height of the Buddha!"

After Gu Chuanxia heard this, his heart moved. It's not just ancient here, it's related to Veda. This is a memory that is constantly recalled by Dao Ji, but it is constantly being deleted.

In other words, this period of ancient time has already been eliminated in ancient times. It only remained in Daoji's memory, existing in a more plausible state.

It's like, it's like the five dragons of the past.

Ten thousand gold threads suddenly fell from the sky.

The ancient legend quickly sliced through the space and disappeared in place. When the ancient legend walked out of the space shuttle, the distant crater, the huge city, disappeared without a trace under the blow of hundreds of millions of gold threads.

A male city was destroyed so easily, and tens of millions of lives were directly extinct.

The exploding volcano exploded infinite magma, and in the fiery eruption of this magma, a person wrapped in flames and holding a flame demon pestle flew out from the depths of the magma, heading straight for the billions of golden threads.

"Veto!"

Gu Chuanxia recognized it, although the figure flying out of the flames was similar to Dao Ji, but with a fierce and resolute momentum, he was not Dao Ji, nor Jiaye, but Wei Tuo.

Even the ancient legend's body, dream body, and life-breaking clone will be slightly different. What's more, Buddhism pays attention to the three thousand Dharma bodies and interprets the appearance of all beings. Even if this Veda is an incarnation of Kasya, it is not the same as Kasya.

In the sunset and fire, the fire-armored god of war dressed in flames walked towards the sky step by step, the golden light sprinkled on his body, but it could not hurt him, but seemed to dye him with a layer of divine brilliance, which looked otherworldly.

Wei Tuo has a face that looks extremely heroic and young, but those eyes contain vicissitudes, which indicates that he is no longer a young man.

A fiery red armor, worn on him, but there is a chic and handsome, stepping on the fiery red clouds, like a dream, the elegance of the moment, flashing with peerless heroism, looking at him has an urge to make people sincerely kneel down.

This is not due to coercion, but a kind of seduction, from the depths of the heart, really burst out of the emotion.

"What a Wei Tuo!" Breaking the hint of surrender in his heart, Gu Chuanxia continued to watch quietly. Gu Chuanxia gradually understood what Dao Ji meant.

He was going to entrust him with this memory related to Vetar. Only by handing over this memory can he get out of the cycle of constantly recalling but constantly being erased.

(To be continued.) )