In a daze, Su Heng seemed to see a strange but familiar picture......

The boundless dark golden runes covered the sky and the sun, and there was no end in sight, and he struggled to remove the shroud of the dark gold runes,

"Fight for the crossing, fight for the ......" On the vast land, the old man whispered in the wind, and his long silver-white hair flew like a waterfall. Dark clouds rolled in the sky, and the altar on the ground was towering.

The wind roared, the thunder and lightning roared, "Fight, fight......" The old man raised his voice, his hair turned white, like a rotten corpse coming out of an ancient tomb, his face decayed.

"Fearless sea of blood and withered bones!" The wind rolled upside down, and the old man's white hair was like a group of demons dancing wildly, which was very terrifying.

"Fearless on the journey!" the old man said a thousand words, and every word he said would cause the heavens and the earth to shake.

All beasts obey. The altar is three miles in circumference, ten zhang high, tens of thousands of fierce beasts around it bow their heads, and birds of prey fall to the ground. Nine stone monuments stand proudly, towering in all directions, exuding the vicissitudes of suppressing eternity.

"Fight, fight!" the old man's voice suddenly became high-pitched, as if he had fallen into a demon, his ten fingers bluffed, as if he wanted to grab something, and the earth trembled.

"Why do you need to sharpen the eight thousand axes?" In an instant, the heavens and the earth were slaughtered, and even the rolling dark clouds were about to be split.

"Fighting, fighting......" The old man's sleeve robe flew up, slapping the void, making a rustling sound.

"Don't talk about the cry of all souls behind you!" the mountains were all responding to the old man's shout, and a whirlwind suddenly broke through the mountains and forests, as if all spirits were whimpering.

"Fight, fight......" The old man seemed to be exhausted, and his voice lowered. The wind gradually subsided, and the old man's white hair fell to the ground.

"Just because there is no ...... in the heavens" This is crying, the old man's voice is choked, everything is sad, the dark clouds are rolling and surging, and finally the rain falls.

The thousands of fierce beasts and birds of prey around the altar still did not leave.

This altar, this old man, has become the only one.

"Fight, fight! After 10,000 years, they will all be barren!" the old man raised his head suddenly, and there was a fire burning in his eyes, "Fight, fight! He will rejuvenate the human race by me!" The old man's voice suddenly became urgent, and his hands were waving. The wind that had been calmed down was loud again, and this sentence angered the heavens, thunder was intertwined, and countless electric snakes shuttled through the dark clouds, as if they were about to rain down the wrath of the world.

"Fighting, fighting, even if the sky is overturned. The old man's back was straight, he seemed to be remembering something, his eyes surrendered to the unknown distance, his voice was still firm, "The soul bone is also eternal!"

As soon as these words fell, suddenly a thunderbolt slammed down, like a thunder dragon flying in the sky, and the earth was shattering, instantly drowning the old man, and the old man had not finished speaking......

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The terrifying power stirred the whole world, and the picture in front of Su Heng's eyes changed,

In an ancient city with mottled walls,

The city walls have been mottled by time for thousands of years, and the city is bustling and prosperous, everyone is dressed in fine clothes, and everyone has a home, and the outside of the city is desolate, and the wind and sand have blown off many pedestrian roads for thousands of years.

An ancient city wall, the difference between life and death.

On the city wall, a man stood with his hands in his hands, looking out at the wind and sand outside the city.

"Are you still waiting for her?" A gentle voice sounded in her ears, and a woman moved lightly, she looked at the man, her eyes were like hazy smoke and rain.

"I've waited for a thousand years, but I've waited for ......," the man chuckled and shook his head, he turned around and turned his back to the boundless wind and sand outside the city.

"It's been a thousand years...... the woman looked at the man, stretched out her hand, and rubbed the man's face.

"yes, it's been a thousand years, I can't wait. The man held a woman's hand for the first time in a thousand years, "It's just that it's hard for you......"

"Changqing, it's okay, being able to look at you is already the greatest gift from God to me. The woman's flawless face flushed slightly, and even the slender jade hand floated a hint of pink.

Infinite guilt welled up in the man's eyes, "I owe you ...... in this life"

The woman seemed to be running out of strength, she slowly shook her head, the flush on her face deepened, but the brilliance in her eyes was more dazzling.

"Evergreen...... I'm sorry, I can't be with you anymore......"

The man shook his head, "Yueyao, I'm sorry for you......"

Before the words fell, the woman's body trembled almost invisibly, and then it gradually became blurred, starting from her hand.

The man was no longer able to grab the woman's hand, "Yueyao ......" His voice trembled for the first time.

A tear slipped from the corner of the woman's eye, "Changqing, I'm sorry......"

As this tear fell, the woman's body suddenly dispersed like a wisp of green smoke.

The man stretched out his hand, and the tear turned into a colorless gem and fell into his palm, crystal clear, "Yueyao, I am the one who bears you in this life......"

In the city of Qiwu, everyone wears gorgeous clothes, and everyone has a home......

The man gently held the teardrop and stepped out, outside the city wall, the wind and sand were thousands of miles, blowing off the pedestrian path.

The man's body seemed to be weathered, and it couldn't help but disperse in the air.

A tear slipped from the corner of his eye, and together with Yueyao's tears, it fell into the dust......

"Qinglang ......" thought of the woman's whispers like weeping, but the cold that froze through the muscles and bones wanted to invade every inch of Su Heng's body and even his soul.

Su Heng's body was as stiff as iron, and even his thoughts were frozen.

The coldness in his mouth kept invading, Su Heng was powerless to resist at all, he even had the idea of resisting a little, and let the ubiquitous coldness completely swallow him......

"I ...... Be...... Who?"

This was Su Heng's last thought, and when this thought disappeared, Su Heng's short and clear mind was finally frozen.

It was like an extremely long dream.

In the dream, he became another person, cold thoughts, cold eyes, and even the world he looked at became cold.

"From now on, your Dao number will be evergreen!"

"I am the emperor, evergreen!"

......

Su Heng saw a person, it was a completely strange person, but it was extremely familiar. What is strange is that the man's demeanor is like that of a man with an empty body, and there is no emotion in his eyes, but the familiarity is because the person's appearance is eight points similar to his own! It can even be said that if he were five or six years older, he would probably be like this!

The man's eyes were all golden, without the slightest variegation, as if they were cast from the purest gold in the world, and everywhere he looked, everything was dead and silent!

The picture turned, and the person in front of Su Heng's eyes disappeared, replaced by a child. This child is exactly the same as himself, but his eyes are silver-white, as if two jade cups are filled with mercury.

The child's hands flew up, and one mysterious seal after another seemed to be full of spirituality, rising and falling in the void. Opposite this child, there is a tomb of nine dragons holding phoenixes, one after another golden armor immortals fell from the sky, these golden armor immortals are three feet high, a slap can slap this child to death, but these golden armor immortals in addition to a few roars, in the end, can only be drunk to death by the child!

Su Heng looked at the immortal tomb again, and saw a monstrous milky white fairy light suddenly rising there, and a figure walked out of it, without the slightest fireworks, like the peak of the immortal family, "Take my immortal yuan, split my memory, you are looking for death!"

As soon as the words fell, this immortal figure suddenly turned into a monstrous black flame, a black dragon coiled his body, wanton and arrogant, and heaven and earth were to be buried under this black flame.

Su Heng's eyes seemed to change again, and finally there was only one person left standing in front of him, this was a hazy light and shadow, but it made Su Heng have a sense of familiarity.

The feather-like light and brilliance are falling all around, like a fairyland.

"Queen Mother of the West...... Or Yueyao......"