It was sunny very early, but there was no chirping of birds and insects in the morning in the mountains, and there was a rare calm in the broken river.

Qiangu picked up a belt pot and got used to a pot by the river, just wanted to leave, and saw a very clear reflection on the surface of the lake, this reflection was very huge, like a giant beast, when he looked carefully again, the giant beast opened its eyes, frightened Qianxue, turned around and ran back to the village.

The village reverberates with bells all the time, which is the last wail for this place, the lament for the ancestors. They couldn't take his ashes, they couldn't take their souls.

Boom, the strongest bell rang, and the whole village knelt down to the bronze bell and bowed three times, "Go." ”

The village chief of Baihu roared, and the squeaky and squeaky wheels continued, and Qiangu followed the convoy out of the village, gradually moving away. The sky in the distance was still full of colorful clouds, as if the sky was covered by a colored tablecloth, and the white clouds in the sky were still.

The passer-by knows the wanderer,

The mourners do not know how to walk, and the sorrow is sad.

The air is faintly rippling with ancient desolation, and the sky and the earth are desolate.

The city of five seasons breaks through the sky, and there is a thousand-year-old willow tree at the door, and the wicker climbs all over the city wall, like a big sucker. The branches of the old willow tree are covered with red banners, and the blessings of the common people are gathered in the middle of this tree, and the faint power of faith supports the entire city wall.

The old man sat cross-legged behind the boulder of Yunfu in the city, the old man was full of white hair, his expression was hideous, and the cracks in the turtle shell in front of him were all over the place, he opened his eyes, and his face had a hint of understanding, but with disbelief.

He waved his right hand, "Mortal City, I am no longer the city lord, I have done my best." ”

"The day is still coming. ”

He held a token in his right hand, "Ghost Ming", he made a hoarse voice and was silent for a long time.

The faint floating light passed, and a faint phantom appeared in front of him, with a murderous aura, stretched out his hands and clenched his fists with both hands, "I will only help you this time, and I will be free in the future." ”

The white-haired old man nodded silently, "Yes", the white-haired old man looked calm, and waved out of the giant mountain.

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Half a day has passed, the people of Qianjia Village are walking on the mountain road covered with weeds, there has been no trace of anyone here for a long time, and on the periphery of the crowd is the fierce man in the village, holding a hunting knife and holding a crossbow arrow, all of them are murderous.

Village Chief Baihu had a mild complexion today, and his spirit was much better, and he couldn't help frowning as he looked at the rugged road ahead.

"This place should not be stayed for a long time, hurry up. ”

At this time, the sky had already changed its color, and the colors of the sky dissipated one by one, leaving a red reflection that shrouded the earth, and the people in Wuji City looked at the blood red in the sky in the distance, and their hearts trembled.

In the dense jungle and overgrown with weeds, the village chief of Baihu looked anxious, and his heart was beating with horror.

He didn't know that this sky would change so strangely, and the prediction passed down from the first generation of village chiefs, "The five generations of broken souls will be broken, and they must keep the way back." ”

"I don't know if my choice is right" because when each generation of village chiefs dies, they will return to the light and sacrifice blood to elect the next generation of village chiefs, with a common mission.

Suddenly, there was a roar in the sky, and a huge meteorite fell, falling on the previous Qianjia Village, the villagers of Qianjia Village were all pale, and those remaining traces were destroyed by this meteorite, and the old bell was rushing without making a sound, and disappeared.

The village chief of Baihu turned pale, "The prophecy left by the village chief of a generation is correct. ”

The village chief of Baihu was even more anxious in his heart, and roared, "Don't look back, go." ”

At this time, there was a light sound from the clouds in the sky, and a young man in Tsing Yi had clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, his eyes were red, he waved his sleeves out of the clouds, smiled slightly, had no words, and was extremely cold.

"Soul Search. ”

A gust of wind blew on the earth, and four or five whirlpools appeared, frantically inhaling everything on the earth

The white-bearded village chief turned his head and roared, his body was tired, but his speed was no slower than that of an adult man, and he waved his hand to float out a few drops of water from his sleeve, and in the blink of an eye, he was sucked into the whirlpool, and the five whirlpools began to expand instantly, and then there was sluggishness, and he was fixed in the air and could not move forward.

The young man was happy, "The crystal of broken water, it seems that your clan has gained a lot of inheritance, and it has not been broken in your hands." ”

"It's a pity, you're too weak, too weak, you've turned into mortals, how can you fight me. The young man in Tsing Yi drank violently for a lifetime, stepped out of his hand to directly retract the whirlpool, and after a breath, these few drops of broken water crystals in my hand were put into his sleeve.

With a haha, he stepped forward again and reached out to grab it.

"Your Souls Are Destined to Be Mine"

Before his palm landed, another whirlwind blew in the sky, directly piercing a cold snort, which shook the young man's palm,

"The Fire Chen Clan!!"

The white-haired old man, he walked out of the sky, still holding the broken turtle shell in his hand, and without hesitation, he threw it forward, directly blocking the young man's big hand.

The young man's palm was shaken back, and he looked at the white-haired old man in disbelief,

"You're not the City Lord of the Five Seasons, who are you?" the young man was a little surprised.

"You don't need to know who I am," the white-haired old man said with the vicissitudes of time.

"You can't touch them. ”

"Hmph, why can't I touch it, not everyone can know this kind of opportunity. ”

"Whoever stands in my way today will die. ”

"Are the juniors of Huochen so arrogant!" the white-haired old man's face was cold. Obviously, his words made the white-haired old man particularly uncomfortable.

"Let me see how many pounds you have. ”

The young man pinched his fingers directly, and a fiery red flame popped out, heading straight for the white-haired old man, whose face was calm, as if a deep spring could not turn up the waves.

As soon as he launched his whole body, the old man's eyes moved, and his hand conjured up a water shield to meet the fiery red flames, and he was shocked back a few meters, his heart surged, and the middle finger of his right hand was raised and poked forward, and a void was directly pierced in front of the young man.

"Who the hell are you", the young man of the Huochen clan trembled a little, he noticed that this old man was mortal, but with an aura that could fight against immortal enemies. This kind of momentum was only felt by his father, Emperor Huochen Ancestor.

The white-haired old man's technique was straightforward, so as not to drag the mud and water, so that the young man retreated, "No, this battle is too dangerous." ”

"My father must have predicted the danger when he asked me to take my soul, maybe he was just holding on to fight me. ”

Huo Chen Youth gritted his teeth and took a step forward, "This battle, I may not lose it. ”

"Only secret art can fight!!"

"The three fires are dry, and the fires are gathered. ”

The young man touched his hands with his hands, kept pinching the trick, spit out blood, the void behind him collapsed, and a fiery red figure hammered forward, protruding a face, extremely huge.

The fiery red of the sky turned the color of blood, with vicissitudes, and the face was revealed, and then an arm was stretched out, and there was no movement after the arm was extended.