There is also a change in the evening!!

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When Zhai Ling got the memories of the Soul Moon Mountain Range from Zhai Ling, all he thought about was to get an opportunity to strengthen his strength. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He knew very well that he was just one of the many teenagers in the slums, and he lived at the bottom of this society like everyone else, so for those cultivation resources that the children of the family could obtain at will, he could only pin his hopes on this memory except for envy.

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Zhai Ling approached the iron gate and looked curiously at the iron gate full of hideous faces, but he couldn't see anything.

Since he couldn't figure it out, Zhai Ling didn't have the meaning of continuing to look at it, and reached out and grabbed the door knocker, wanting to open the door and go in.

Bang -

Zhai Ling was shocked, and a scar instantly appeared on the index finger that grabbed the iron ring.

At the moment when Zhai Ling quickly withdrew his right hand, a drop of blood had already fallen on the door knocker.

"What's going on?" Zhai Ling took a step back, looked at the iron door in front of him vigilantly, and raised his hand again to look at the slight scar.

What just happened?

Zhai Ling, he didn't even notice anything.

Just when Zhai Ling was still puzzled, suddenly, the red iron door suddenly opened, and at the same time, a strong light bloomed, and the scattered light instantly shrouded Zhai Ling's surroundings, and he had to cover his eyes.

Wow!

A white light descended, which happened to fall on the iron gate, and also spread towards Zhai Ling.

At this moment, it was as if the whole world was engulfed in white!

A tremendous gravitational force suddenly struck, directly imprisoning Zhai Ling and pulling him into an unknown place.

Zhai Ling slowly opened his eyes and looked around, the ground was undulating, there was rubble everywhere, and he couldn't even see the edge.

But Zhai Ling is sure that this place must have been a battlefield ---- once!

Countless white bones covered the earth, and broken armor and broken weapons were thrown on the side of the bones, a desolate and miserable scene.

Even after all this time, the red color of blood still left traces on the ground.

Anyone here can imagine how tragic it was at the beginning.

Zhai Ling's gaze crossed the bones and saw a throne inlaid with hedrons embedded in the ground on a high slope in the distance.

But what attracted Zhai Ling's attention was not this throne, but the silver long sword pierced on the throne.

In this distance of thousands of meters, Zhai Ling still clearly felt the sense of oppression brought by the silver long sword.

Zhai Ling understood---- this was the sword intent of that long sword.

Enduring this oppression, Zhai Ling stepped forward step by step, but this sense of oppression gradually increased as Zhai Ling approached.

The sense of oppression is getting bigger and bigger, but Zhai Ling has entered a state of selflessness at this moment, at this moment, he only knows how to use his hand to constantly use the sword in his heart.

Zhai Ling's steps became smaller and slower, but the movements of his hands became faster and faster, and his power became greater and greater.

At this moment, for Zhai Ling, there is nothing more important than penetrating this sword intent!

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Suddenly, Zhai Ling opened his eyes, and the shadow of a silver long sword was deeply engraved in his mind, in addition to the sword intent of who was fighting.

Without thinking about it, Zhai Ling raised his hand to hold his long sword and swung out this familiar feeling.

Suddenly, the sword intent was permeated, this was a sharper sword intent than Zhai Ling's previous use.

It even aroused the resonance of the silver long sword not far away.

A sharp voice sounded, like a golden iron horse, iron bones!

Countless battles seemed to be in front of us.

Syllable!

Syllable!

A shattering sound sounded from Zhai Ling's hand, and his original sword could no longer withstand this sword intent, and it shattered into sections and fell to the ground.

It's just that Zhai Ling doesn't have time to think about it anymore!

Swish!

The two sword intents fused together, or to put it more explicitly, it should be Zhai Ling's sword intent that merged into the origin sword intent of the silver long sword.

In an instant, the silver long sword trembled, and it rose into the sky, and it was a fierce sword towards the ground.

Thundered!

A hundred-zhang long ravine was suddenly split out, and those countless white bones fell into it with the energy, including the shattered throne that had been chopped down.

This sword is like venting, more like a farewell to yesterday's calendar.

Zhai Ling looked at all this calmly, watching the silver long sword rush towards him.

There was no trace of fear in Zhai Ling's heart, more of an understanding.

Only by cutting off the past can we regain our life.

The silver long sword stayed firmly in front of Zhai Ling, but the two words engraved on the hilt made the corners of Zhai Ling's mouth slightly curl.

"Simon ......"

With Zhai Ling's soft murmur, the silver long sword suddenly trembled, and a black light wrapped the hilt of the sword, and when he looked at it again, Ximen's words disappeared completely.

"Do you recognize me as Lord?"

Zhai Ling sighed, then grabbed the hilt of the sword with a solemn expression, jumped forward, and shouted: "Since you want to be reborn, then I will fulfill you----!"

As soon as the words fell, the word eternity was deeply rooted in the hilt of the sword.

In the next moment, Zhai Ling held Eternity in his hand, stabbing straight into Tianyun, and the sword intent of the two points came out sharply.

The sword qi that reached the sky was like a real dragon, impacting everything it went, wild, full of wildness, stirring up the wind and clouds, and the heavens and the earth were darkened.

The breathtaking momentum continued to spread, setting off countless sands and gravel, and countless cracks spread under Zhai Ling's feet, as if everything here was about to collapse.

Is this the scene of the end times?

A golden light shone down in the sky, as if the shocking void was imprisoned, penetrating layers of formation obstacles, and happened to shroud Zhai Ling's body.

The next moment, Zhai Ling took the sword and disappeared in place.

At the moment when Zhai Ling disappeared, a loud roar came from the depths of the Soul Moon Mountain Range, and the roar seemed to resound throughout the entire world.

Shocked, all the cultivators living nearby stopped what they were doing and looked sideways in the direction of the Soul Moon Mountain Range.

At the same time, the powerhouses of several cities, including the City of Songs, were out one after another, and at this moment their curiosity about the roar was far greater than their suspicion, and some memories of the past were awakened by their sudden flash of fear.

"Is this the roar of a real dragon?"

"Could it be that the Soul Moon Mountain Range is really the land of dragon hiding?"

Many masters have doubts, they don't know what happened back then, is this time going to have another dragon hunting trip?

Regardless of whether or not there would be such a spectacular dragon hunting trip as last time, everyone at this moment had gone to the Soul Moon Mountain Range, and they didn't want to be one step slower than others.

However, some people feel angry, as if they are lucky to have found a secret and are about to explore quietly, when suddenly everyone comes.

The faces of the three masters of the Eastern Demon Thieves Group who had already entered the Soul Moon Mountain Range were all furious, and they cursed a few times and hurriedly quickened their pace, but without the help of the travelogue, the intermittent road map was really annoying. (The travelogue is used to remind explorers of the dangers that have occurred in the Soul Moon Mountain Range and some precautions when exploring.) ）

Qi Yunfei, who was holding the road map spelled out by the token on the other side, also had a complicated expression, he faintly felt that the dragon roar just now was related to the inheritance he was looking for, but without thinking too much, Qi Yunfei could only speed up the pace of searching.