In those years, the cultivators we cut together

Wangchuan River

What happened in the outside world, Lin Xiaolu at this moment is unknown. At this moment, he is walking alone on the dark river, his lonely figure seems a little lonely.

Under his feet, although his cloth boots will not sink, they can "snap" splashes of water, and the water splashes falling on the cloth boots will not soak them, but will slide back into the water completely , It’s very amazing, even if he sits on the river or lies on the river, he can feel the cold, but the river will not soak him.

When alone, even Lin Xiaolu, who talks a lot, can't talk to himself. Any thoughts will come into his mind. He probably calculated that after he woke up, he stayed in this place called Wangchuan. It is estimated that there will be more than one hour, but it is only approximate, not necessarily accurate.

For more than two hours, he tried to jump with all his strength, but he couldn't reach the top at all. He also tried to throw the Youzhou lock to connect to the top of his head, but he still didn't touch the Youzhou lock after he threw it with all his strength. To something, as if above was an infinitely long, deep darkness.

There is no way to go, no way to retreat, the boy who has no way to go, can only walk aimlessly in this dead lake, to find out how big this place is, and see if he can find a way to leave.

What disappointed him was that after so long, there was still an endless lake in front of him.

This made Lin Xiaolu feel a kind of fear from the bottom of his heart, a kind of fear that he would never be able to leave and could only wait to die alone here.

Loneliness is the most primitive fear. This kind of loneliness does not mean living alone, but a place where there is nothing.

Living alone, you can still see the sun, beautiful scenery, and hear all kinds of wonderful sounds, but here, there is nothing, empty, and quiet, making Lin Xiaolu feel abandoned by the whole world same.

"pat, pat"

Splashing water, the silent Lin Xiaolu walked a long way, and finally... he stopped.

Looking at the endless lake that hasn't changed in the slightest, Lin Xiaolu took a deep breath, and then sat down on the river.

Feeling the coldness under his buttocks, he felt a deep sense of despair and powerlessness.

He didn't know where he was, how he was going to leave, whether he would see his sister or the others again.

It was very rare for him to feel afraid, afraid that he would never be able to leave this world as the monster king said. If this was the case, then he might as well die.

On the lake, the 17-year-old boy sat quietly. After a long time, he took a deep breath, and then lay his head on the cold lake water, looking at the deep black sky above his head, his eyes were full of confusion.

……

……

"Roar!"

The violent roar resounded through the entire golden sky, and the huge and majestic black ancestral dragon stood proudly in the sky, with a rapid howl, desperately trying to suppress Zongheng, but Zongheng, who was covered in rays of light, faced the mountains, rivers and five mountains. But Zulong didn't appear flustered at all. As soon as he moved his mind, he turned into a giant with a height of tens of thousands of feet, as if piercing the sky and piercing the earth, in the eyes of everyone's astonishment!

Seeing the black ancestral dragon flying towards him, he stretched out his mountain-like luminous palm, grabbed the ancestral dragon by the throat, and sneered:

"Jiang Huang, you are no match for this old man!"

"Shout!"

Between the sky and the earth, the black ancestral dragon let out a deafening roar, its golden vertical pupils stared at Zongheng's face, but Zongheng just let out a cold snort, then slammed the [-]-meter-long ancestral dragon over his head , fell heavily on several floating mountains below!

The [-]-meter-long black ancestral dragon fell, and the damage it caused was as if the sky had collapsed. Several floating mountains were smashed to pieces, and the entire world was filled with scattered rocks and rocks. The monks dodged one after another, for fear of being hit by the terrifying aftermath.

"Zongheng old man, don't be rampant!"

Seeing that Jiang Taiqing was defeated alone, Shangguan Dabu didn't even bother to wipe off the nosebleed, and flew out at full speed, his body with two lines of nosebleeds was shocked, and his short body instantly exuded overwhelming scarlet devilish energy.

Under the amazed eyes of countless monks, his vast sea-like scarlet demon energy fused into a red demon god with six arms that reach the sky, and charged towards Zongheng with all kinds of weapons.

Among the monks, a great expert in the realm of heaven and man was immediately stunned, and said in amazement:

"As expected of Emperor Jiang and the ancestor of Shangguan, this ancestor Longyi and the Great Burial Demon God Luo are simply amazing"

Before the words of admiration were finished, the sky-penetrating vertical and horizontal suddenly raised his hand again, directly grabbed the ferocious and roaring face of the bloody demon god, pinched its face in the palm of his hand, and lifted the huge demon god's body in the air!

At the same time, he stepped on the black ancestor dragon lying on the mountains, no matter how the black dragon roared and struggled, he couldn't get away!

Seeing this scene, everyone was dumbfounded.

Jiang Huang and Shangguan Dabu are both the highest ranking monks in the Heavenly Human Realm, but at this moment, the two of them are not opponents of Zongheng alone!

In the arena, the whole body shone with the light of Qing Yuxia, catching the devil with one hand, and stepping on the dragon with one foot, without opening his mouth, his voice resounded directly from all directions:

"If it was in the past, you two juniors joined forces, you can really fight the old man twice!

but now. "

In the world, Zongheng's eyes are full of madness, no matter how the demon god struggles in his hands, and how the black dragon screams under his feet, he still remains unmoved, and just smiled calmly:

"I'm sorry, everything about you must be arranged by the old man!"

After finishing speaking, he turned his eyes across the sky and looked at all the monks in the field.

For a moment, no monk dared to look directly into his eyes, but just as he was holding Shangguan's funeral with one hand and stepping on Jiang Taiqing with the other, his eyes became colder and his killing intent became more intense, suddenly a bright light appeared in the distant sky. There was a gleam of light.

This faint light came suddenly, and Zongheng was stunned for a moment when he sensed it, then he looked at the thousands of figures walking out of the light, and smiled grimly:

"Xiao Chao, are you here too?"

As soon as these words came out, the monks all turned their heads to look, and together with the black dragon and the bloody demon god, they stopped struggling and looked at the shimmering land together.

There, a man with an ordinary appearance and simple clothes appeared. Behind the man, followed by a refined golden monk and other densely packed monks.

After that, two gleams of light suddenly lit up in the sky and earth on the left and right sides, and immediately after, the monks saw an old man carrying a kit and a beautiful woman in red walking out of the gleam.

Seeing the old man and the beautiful woman, there is no surprise in the huge vertical and horizontal. Instead, he joked with a smile:

"Jian Shang, Xiao Fenghuang, the two of you have finally been released by Mu Chaoge? The world of cultivating immortals hasn't been this lively for a long time, and you two haven't exercised for a long time, right?"

Jian Shang, who was holding a sword pouch, and the Suzerain of the Primordial East Phoenix Sect did not respond, but looked at Zongheng with cold eyes.

Mu Chaoge, who was between the two of them, still had that expressionless look on his face. At this moment, he looked at the sky-penetrating vertical and horizontal in front of him, and said calmly:

"Mr. Zhong Ni went to find me, and he said you were going to kill me.

Zongheng, you know, I am afraid of death, so I can only save myself, even if I let go of my grievances with Li Mingru first, it doesn't matter if I release Jianshang and Xiaofenghuang, as long as I can live, I can do anything. "

After finishing speaking, Mu Chaoge raised his head, looked directly at Zongheng and said:

"If I can't beat you, I'll call you daddy, can you spare me?"

Slightly strange words were spoken, and Zongheng shook his head with a smile.

He knew how strong Mu Chaoge was. Now that the Tianjiao of the Three Thousand Worlds was gone, how could he let go of such a good nourishment.

In the arena, the beautiful woman in red gave Mu Chaoge a dissatisfied look, as if she didn't want to be with him, but she didn't have anything to say in front of the enemy, and Jianshang on the side had already lifted the sword pouch in her hand, A very old old sword was taken out from it.