Whoa!

The long river of fate set off a monstrous wave, the huge wave is like an undulating mountain, the waves are surging, thousands of feet high, even the peaks are like clusters, slapping down from the sky, making the calm long river suddenly become treacherous.

Thundered!

For a while, lightning and thunder roared in the void, and the purple lightning silver dragon traversed the dim ruin world, and the sky above the long river of fate that extended from the depths of endless time and space was shrouded in an inexplicable aura, and the purple lightning was like a dragon tearing at the void with teeth and claws.

Click!

For a while, in this void land with a radius of thousands of miles, the fluctuations of time and space that rippled became more and more violent, and the spatial fluctuations were like big waves, sweeping in all directions, making the figures standing in the void of the four directions stumble under guard.

Not good!

Hurry back!

In an instant, in the dim void of all directions, many strong people who were attracted by the manifestation of human luck felt a tremor in their hearts one by one, and the crisis came, and they had to retreat into the distance in a hurry.

In the long river of fate, there was a qi machine that made everyone feel suffocated, as if they were standing still in place, there would be a danger of death, and they could not think too much and retreat in a hurry.

The martial artists who can be attracted to it are at least the strongest in the Divine Feather Domain, and when they reach such a situation, they can avoid danger in advance on a whim and perceive the crisis.

For a while, some strong people who were surrounded by darkness in all directions retreated thousands of miles away, but they didn't know why, and looked towards the long river of fate in horror.

However, at this moment, the long river of fate has set off a monstrous wave, and the huge waves are like a wall covering the appearance of the depths of the river, and you can only vaguely see the deep water of the river through the crystal water, and vaguely see the little splashing in the depths of the river.

......

Airplanes!

In the long river of fate, the scene of his childhood is still spreading, Qingyang Huan stands in the ancient barren forest, like a passerby overlooking the development of things, and sees that he secretly ran out of the tribe again and again when he was a child.

It seems that I have been restless since I was a child.

The purple light was dazzling, and even if he saw this scene again at this moment, his heart still bloomed with ripples.

In the barren forest, the immature young man held the stone spear with a stubborn face, gritted his teeth and gritted his teeth, and let the stone spear bloom with purple light, and hugged it to death.

Airplanes!

Suddenly, standing in the void, Qingyang Huan, the scene in front of him crossed like waves and ripples, the scene in front of him gradually dissolved, the waves rolled up, time and space reappeared again, and the moment when he found the stone spear in front of him returned again.

Life.

This is an extremely mysterious thing, and at this moment, he is deeply trapped in it and cannot extricate himself, wanting to trace his own destiny.

The scene in front of me kept repeating itself, once, twice...... Ten ...... Thirty ...... 100 times......

From getting the stone spear to meeting Shizun, he was repeatedly immersed in it, and always felt that during this time, there was an unknown existence hidden behind the scenes.

He couldn't tell him about this feeling, but he felt very mysterious, that is, he believed that during the period from the discovery of the stone spear to the appearance of the master, there was an elusive existence looming.

It's a pity that he couldn't watch these scenes a hundred times, but he never got a clue, and he couldn't find the reason why he felt weird.

After the warrior seals the king of heaven and earth, he is stepping on reincarnation and looking for fate, reincarnation naturally does not need to be said, this is the baptism of the spiritual soul under the projection of reincarnation, and fate is to find its own destiny line from the surging river of fate.

Because of the door of human reincarnation, he easily found his destiny, but found that there was something difficult to analyze in his fate.

In this kind of scene, he didn't dare to condense his fate line at all, after all, some things were not clear, and he also had a mustard in his heart.

......

The scene in front of him was replayed over and over again, but he was still puzzled, which made Qing Yanghuan feel very decadent, and the turning point of his fate was when he got the stone spear, but now he couldn't figure out what was going on.

For a while, he was silent in the long river of fate, and his whole person was like a rock, constricting his whole body's qi.

Airplanes!

The human reincarnation door suspended above his head trembled slightly, and in the humming sound, the blue light sprinkled and scorched, enveloping him, and a wave of agility washed over his limbs.

In an instant, Qing Yanghuan felt that his perception of his surroundings had disappeared, and all his thoughts had melted into chaos, and when a faint spiritual light rose from the spiritual world that seemed to have transformed into a swamp, his spiritual will returned, and a reckless ancient forest appeared in his eyes.

In front of him was a low hill, but most of this hill had collapsed into a mess of rocks, and there were strong men surging around

"Little young master, you actually dug a broken stone spear. ”

"Haha, our Qingyang clan has divine weapons, what is a stone spear. ”

"I think the little young master wants to learn from the old tiller to be a stonemason, this is not good, the young master is going to lead our Qingyang clan, and being a stonemason can only polish stone tools. ”

......

Rough voices echoed in his ears, and dozens of sturdy men stood around the rocks, holding large swords and spears in their hands, looking at the broken stone spears in his hands and shouting loudly.

"I think the little young master should think about how not to be beaten. ”

"That's it, we came out to hunt, and now we are called to dig the mountain, and the prey is not hit, but accompanied the little young master to mess around, and the big young master will definitely scold the mother after a while.

"When the time comes, the little young master's ass will be offended again, haha......"

......

"Qingyang Huan, stop and don't run. ”

In the depths of the barren forest, Qingyangluan held a long iron spear and ran violently.

"See that I don't break your legs, and let the soldiers of the clan come to dig the mountain for you. ”

"Big brother?"

Holding the stone spear in his hand, a trace of confusion flashed in Qing Yanghuan's eyes, and he reacted in an instant, he himself became his teenage self.

"Get out of here, the hunting team is here to dig the mountains for you not to hunt, what does the tribe eat, I see that your skin is itchy again." ”

Seeing the eldest brother's pretending to be vicious, Qing Yanghuan laughed suddenly.

It's a good feeling.

"This is the broken thing you dug up, and you still think of it as a treasure, and you don't want anything in the weapon clan. ”

Qingyangluan looked at the stone spear in Qingyanghuan's hand with disdain.

The strong men around him, seeing the appearance of the two brothers, did not care, they all laughed, the baby of the great wilderness is solid, resisting beating, if one beating can't solve the problem, then beat a few more.

"Ah Luan, this is your mistake, didn't you let the little young master come to this place, the little young master was chased by the poor beast, if it wasn't for the clan master, it would be miserable. ”

What the!

For a while, Qingyang Huan's body trembled slightly!

It turned out that the eldest brother asked him to come here, why didn't he have the slightest impression.

"Qingyang Zhao you are talking nonsense, this mountain is full of fierce beasts, how can Lao Tzu let Ah Huan come here, just mess around in the tribe, how can you come out and mess around. ”

A trace of confusion flashed in Qingyangluan's eyes, and then he shouted viciously, if he disagreed, he would beat the strong man next to him.

"Phew, Qingyangluan, don't look at you as the big young master, I'm afraid of you, the man in the great wilderness spit a nail, it's what you say is what you say, Lao Tzu can still wronged you, ten days ago, we went to the small tribe in the south to inspect, passed by this barren mountain, returned to the tribe and met the little young master, you told the little young master that you saw the treasure here. ”

"Nonsense, when did Lao Tzu say it. ”

Qingyang frowned, he really didn't say it, and he didn't even have any impression at all.

"I see that the young master has been overworked at night recently, and it is normal to forget in a sentence or two. ”

At this time, another young man shouted with a grin, followed by a group of people shouting, the trend of saber rattling tended to be invisible, and a group of men hugged Qingyang Huan and walked in the direction of the tribe.

Qing Yanghuan touched the broken stone spear in his hand, and rubbed the rough texture of his palm.

At this moment, he couldn't tell whether he was real or unreal, but his only thought was to talk to Shi Mao.

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