An ancient clan with a cursed fate. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

I don't know where to start, they appeared in this vast land, they were born for battle, they died for battle, their fighting spirit is immortal, they live forever, they are the warriors of the Tianwu clan.

The arrow soul flickered at the center of Yue Fan's eyebrows, and the intermittent information swept through his mind, and many inner confusions were solved one by one. It turns out that the war paint of the Tianwu clan is not innate, but artificial.

As early as ancient times, the Wu clan had already risen, they were born warriors, with the hardest flesh in the world, and it was precisely because of this that they were favored by the human king Huangxi and became the first tribe to cultivate the formation.

Yue Fan didn't know if he succeeded or failed at the time, but since then, the war paint has been passed down from generation to generation, and it has been integrated into the blood of every Wu Clan. The Wu clan believed that the war paint was a gift from the heavens to their people, and that they could gather endless power, so they believed in the heavens and proclaimed themselves the Heavenly Witches.

War paints, although they can gain great power, also bring boundless killing.

In Yue Fan's opinion, this is a gift from heaven, which is clearly the continuation of generations of curses. If it weren't for the Heavenly Witch Clan's heavy killing, how could they take the road of destruction...... But after thinking about it, Yue Fan suddenly found that his hands were also stained with blood all the way, and if his legs were restrained by reason, what was the difference between himself and the beast.

Thinking about it, Yue Fan couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness in his heart, not for himself, but for the Tianwu clan. What happened back then? Why did the War Paint of the Heavenly Witch make people crazy, and why did he have the blood of the Heavenly Witch Clan?

One question after another lingered in Yue Fan's mind, and he secretly decided that if he had the opportunity in the future, he would definitely find out the truth about what happened to the Tianwu clan. Of course, the most important thing at the moment is to enter the ancient domain first to find the Heavenly Crystal to recover itself, otherwise without a strong force as a foundation, all ideas are empty talk.

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The star map gradually dissipated, and the surrounding area became gray again.

Yue Fan put down the thoughts in his head and looked at his clenched fists, this feeling of strength made him quite happy, and secretly thought that this ancient domain was really magical! The perception of the "Xingchen Jue" just now made his understanding of the formation improve again, and he got a glimpse of the existence of the origin for the first time. Especially after the starlight entered the body, it repeatedly nourished and tempered the body, and the strength was significantly enhanced. Yue Fan believed that if he continued to cultivate like this, his body would be tenacious to an incredible extent, and he would even be able to carry the Great Venerable without defeat.

Slowly getting up, Yue Fan was about to leave this place, when there was a wave in the space, and a beam of light appeared in front of him, enveloping Yue Fan in the blink of an eye, and then disappeared in place.

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At this time, Yue Fan was standing in a beam channel, and tiny light gravels passed by him.

The light shrouded him, and instead of feeling warm, Yue Fan felt a slight chill in his heart. He had never felt so weird, as if those light and gravel contained vanishing lives.

People often say that time is really a ray of light.

Yue Fan's heart moved, he gently raised his hand to grasp the void, and held the light gravel that swept around in his hand, but unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, those light gravel always leaked from between his fingers little by little.

No one can seize the time, just as no one knows how vast the heavens and the earth are.

Suddenly, Yue Fan felt as if he was in a long river of time, and the light and gravel that slipped between his fingers flashed and disappeared, turning into a familiar picture, passing in front of his eyes.

In the picture, a child hunts in the snow......

In the picture, a teenager is practicing under a waterfall......

In the picture, a figure climbs on a dangerous peak......

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It's another picture, with battlefield killings, wolf smoke billowing out, mountains of corpses and bones, and rivers of blood...... In the pile of corpses, a man slowly stood up, holding a broken knife in his hand, dragging his tired body into the distance.

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On the road to the rivers and lakes, there are thorns and bumps.

At the top of the platform mountain, fight alone.

In the Hidden Immortal Valley, learn the formation and realize the Tao.

Outside the border passes, the strength is against ten thousand armies.

Martial arts conference, the loss of love.

Qinhuang Island, nine deaths and one life.

A small seaside village, at a loss.

Reborn after a catastrophe, the killing intent is awe-inspiring.

The battle between heaven and the way of heaven, the reunion of father and daughter.

Angry shouting Dazun, the divine power is shocking.

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Everything in the past was like yesterday's experience, Yue Fan suddenly lost his mind, and the ups and downs suddenly came to his heart.

I don't know who has said that memories are a cup of tea, and you need to appreciate the sweetness in it. However, for Yue Fan, his heart was full of bitterness. Bitterness or not, at least let him know the taste of life, at least let him not become numb.

Walking against the light, Yue Fan raised his hand again and grabbed a handful of light gravel. This time, he saw a strange picture.

In the picture, he challenged the Great Venerable Word, but was defeated and humiliated......

In the picture, Xiaoice'er was forcibly taken away by the Great Venerable Saint Word, and he could only bear it silently......

In the picture, the friends around him fell in front of him one by one......

In the picture, in order to save herself, Chenxiang was chopped off by the Great Venerable of the Holy Word and died in her arms......

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Fear! Helpless!

One scene after another flashed, and although Yue Fan knew that it was not true, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and his whole body was cold.

Yue Fan didn't know if there was really a past or future, but the situation in those pictures was too real, as if it was about to happen to him, and he had never been so scared and uneasy as he was now.

The past has passed, and it is hidden deep in his mind, but where is the future? No one can know the future, not so much that it is the future, but rather the thoughts derived from the fear in Yue Fan's heart.

That's right, that's what he fears most in his heart.

Everyone in the world says that Li Yuefan is not afraid of danger and perseverance, but only he knows that in fact, he is not much different from ordinary people, he will be lonely, and he will be afraid...... Afraid of his own failure, afraid of Xiaoice being taken away, afraid of relatives and friends around him dying one by one.

"No!"

Yue Fan roared angrily, hysterical, he didn't want to bear the pain of losing his loved ones, he didn't want to be threatened by fate.

It's all fake!

Yue Fan swung his fists vigorously, and his white hair was wild. Even if he goes against the sky, he will break the world and change the future.

"Buzz!"

The surrounding space could not withstand Yue Fan's impact, and began to tremble constantly.

Finally, there was a "click" sound, the beam disappeared, the space shattered, and Yue Fan suddenly disappeared into this world.

Inside the Shifang Palace, it is quiet and peaceful.

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