The silver mangs are shining, and a strong oppression is overwhelming, like Chongyue hanging in the void, as if suppressing the Eight Desolations.

Its sound was like thunder, rolling in, like the sound of the Great Dao, suddenly echoing, making Lu Xia's expression condensed, and there was a deep shock in his eyes.

This voice was actually left by the city lord, and it seemed to come from the mouth of the silver humanoid figure in the void, does this mean that the silver figure was left by the city lord.

The silver figure was illusory, and the invisible coercion slowly emanated from the void, like a majestic energy that could not be erased by the years, which made people tremble.

Lu Xia's eyes were fixed on the silver figure, but the figure was shining with silver light, covering his true face, he looked at it for a long time to no avail, so he had to ask softly, "Are you waiting for me?"

The sound of chuckling suddenly resounded, as if the kind old man appeared between heaven and earth again, and a deep voice slowly came out of the mouth of the silver figure: "The old man left this wisp of divine consciousness to wait for you to return, I didn't expect that the day of farewell would be three years!"

Three years?!

Lu Xia looked at the silver figure in the void, and a touch of horror climbed up his face, and it quickly spread, covering his entire face.

I have been trapped in the Ten Thousand Ancient Burial Dragon Bureau for three years!

On that day, the chain of order crossed the galaxy, and the scene that sent him to the heavy star realm was like yesterday, and looking back, it turned out to be three years of time.

"It's been three years...... Lu Xia had a touch of sentimentality in his eyes, looking at the runes that were becoming more and more brilliant in all directions, and muttered.

"Senior, what happened to Zhenshan City, and why did it become the way it is now?" he asked softly the doubts in his heart.

The faint silver light illuminated the dim surroundings, making the ruins move faster and faster, as if they were about to form something, faintly, as if a pair of eyes were looking at Lu Xia kindly, and the old and kind voice slowly came out: "I knew you would ask, but this matter is too involved, and it is not something that you can touch with such cultivation." ”

The silver figure seemed to tremble slightly, and its voice paused before continuing: "The only thing I can tell you is this city, and he will reappear in heaven and earth one day. ”

Hearing this, Lu Xia's breathing became a little short, he never thought that it would be such an answer, or was it because he was too weak, and he didn't even have the qualifications to know.

But what did the last sentence of the city lord mean? Can Zhenshan City still reproduce the heavens and the earth? This desolate ruin, the glory of the past, has become ancient, why would he say that it will still reappear?

Lu Xia's expression was solemn, but he didn't ask these questions again, because he knew that even if he asked, the answer must still be the same, and he was not qualified to know.

He smiled bitterly, the corners of his mouth flashed with a touch of self-deprecation, and he was silent for a while before he asked in a trembling voice, "I wonder if my predecessor is still alive?"

Dark clouds covered the sun, silver shimmered, a light wind blew from the ruins, and the runes of the void trembled, as if to foretell something.

Faintly, there was the sound of a young man's strong and powerful heartbeat.

A soft sigh broke all the silence and silence, as if mixed with deep sadness, like curling green smoke floating between heaven and earth, making people feel heavy.

"What is the difference between living and falling, in the face of catastrophe, everything is false. The lord's voice was flat, as if he were talking about something insignificant.

Faintly, Lu Xia seemed to feel that the cold eyes of the silver figure were not looking at him, but saw the sky obscured by dark clouds in the distance, as if he saw the world behind him through the layers of dark clouds, and seemed to see the long-lasting battle intent and dawn in the long river of time and space.

After a while, the silver figure said slowly: "This matter is related to the qi of my human race, how small is the survival of the individual, I think you have already seen one of the ten thousand ancient burial dragon bureaus, what I said, you will naturally understand." ”

Really.

There was a flash of brilliance in Lu Xia's eyes, the city lord really knew about the things in the Ten Thousand Ancient Burial Dragon Bureau, and the reason why he summoned himself that day and let himself participate in the trial of the Heavy Star Realm must be because of his ancient emperor body, but if I can't enter the Ten Thousand Ancient Burial Dragon Bureau, what kind of changes will there be?

It seems that nothing has changed, but why does someone seem to have arranged this qiē in the dark? What is my connection with this qiē? Who is behind the scenes?

"Am I just a chess piece...... Lu Xia thought about it, there was a deep sadness flashing in his eyes, he had been fighting against fate, but looking back, he found that in the dark, there were still people controlling his fate.

He is like a kite, although he can fly high in the sky, but there is always a silk thread on his body, although it cannot change the arc of his flight, but it can change the direction of his flight.

The silver figure looked at the silent Lu Xia, as if he knew what he was thinking at this time, and in a trance, Lu Xia seemed to feel a trace of pity in his cold eyes.

"I want to know, what kind of place is this?" Lu Xia suddenly asked.

The silver figure replied softly, "Here, where are you from, this is where you are." ”

Lu Xia's expression suddenly froze, his brows were deeply locked, and he deeply condensed the silver figure in the void, and after a long time, he said in a trembling voice: "Here...... This is still the Tomb of the Array Saints! I haven't left this void at all, didn't Senior Li Changfeng say that he teleported me out that day? Is he also deceiving me?"

At this time, Lu Xia's face was full of sadness, and the corners of his mouth were mocking and bitter, and he smiled softly and bitterly.

The silver figure shook his head and said, "The Tomb of the Array Saints?" Perhaps, although I don't know who Li Changfeng you are talking about, but I do know where you came from, the tomb buried in the void is older and older than you imagined. ”

The silver figure continued: "This is actually a ruined space, I felt the same aura on your body when I first saw you, I must have entered the same space before, so I was dragged into this place when I teleported. ”

"You mean......" Lu Xia looked horrified, and exclaimed in a trembling voice, "You mean the ancient battlefield?"

Then he seemed to suddenly come to his senses and said in shock: "Do you mean that this is also an ancient battlefield?"

Oh, my God!

Lu Xia's heart suddenly seemed to set off a monstrous wave, shaking him so much that his body trembled continuously, and the horror in his eyes spread rapidly.

The shattered battlefield in ancient times floated in the endless void, no one could know the location, and few people could enter, but now in this ancient battlefield, there is actually a city, does this mean that this city has existed since ancient times.

No wonder there are so many strong people in the city, any one of them is amazingly talented, it turned out to be an ancient battlefield, and what shocked Lu Xia even more was that there were actually living people in this ancient battlefield.

The ancient era has been shattered to the present, and it is impossible to determine how many years have passed, but the destiny of heaven has shackles and limitations, how can anyone live for so long? How can anyone live from ancient times to the present?

As strong as the Heavenly Barbarian Ancestors were all buried in the shattering of the ancient era, how could there be anyone still alive?

How can it be?!!

The shock in Lu Xia's heart could not be calmed down for a long time, although he knew that he would not be on the land of Donglin, but he never thought that he was not only no longer in Donglin, but in the fragments of the ancient battlefield that he didn't know where he was.

The impact of these sudden messages on Lu Xia was too great, which was tantamount to someone telling him that the emperor was still in the world in ancient times, and the immortals also had zài-like shock.

"That's right, this is a fragment of an ancient battlefield, and Zhenshan City has existed since ancient times, and the heavy star realm you entered is also a relic of ancient times!"

The silver figure swayed, and the vicissitudes of the city lord's kind voice slowly came out, completely affirming the conjecture in Lu Xia's heart, and these words smashed into his heart like a heavy hammer, making his Dao heart tremble involuntarily.

Originally, in the Ten Thousand Ancient Burial Dragon Bureau, Lu Xia had some suspicions, when the saints in the world did not come out, the king was already at the peak of combat power, but in the Ten Thousand Ancient Burial Dragon Bureau, there were millions of bones of the king turned into ashes, and there were countless saints whose blood stained the sky, which was completely unreasonable.

But at that time, he was just puzzled, and there were even the bones of the Eight Saints of the Middle Pole that he knew, and he buried them with his own hands that day, which was clearly a powerful man after the ancient era, so he ruled out the terrifying conjecture that the Ancient Burial Dragon Bureau was an ancient battlefield.

However, after thousands of calculations, I didn't expect that the conjecture that was overturned by myself would actually come true!

This world is really a fragment of an ancient battlefield!

And why the bones of the Eight Saints of the Middle Pole appeared, this is not difficult to explain at all, with Lu Xia's intelligence, it is naturally easy to figure it out.

When I saw the bones of the Eight Saints of the Middle Pole, it was on the periphery of the center of the palace, not on the battlefield inside, and although I don't know why they fell, I can deduce why they appeared from here.

Presumably, they discovered the breath of the ancient battlefield in the void by chance, and the ancient battlefield that was rumored to have countless magic weapons of chance, and it was also the ancient battlefield that contained the secret book of the path of becoming an immortal was naturally attractive, and even the saints could not resist the temptation of the path of becoming an immortal.

So they appeared in it, but they didn't know what happened to them, so they all fell into it, leaving endless sorrow in their wake.

"Ancient Battlefield...... Hahaha...... This is actually an ancient battlefield......" Lu Xia suddenly laughed, but there was no smile on his face, only bitterness.

His bitterness came from his understanding, and the more he knew, the more intense the shock in his heart became.

Has someone been plotting against the Emperor's body, or has someone paid attention to him since ancient times?

This thought sent chills down his spine, and his whole body was like falling into an ice cellar, and cold sweat was dripping on his face.