I'm afraid of myself

The tombs of the dragon clan that have existed since ancient times are full of white skeletons that are about ten feet tall, and even the place where they are now is on a rib of a giant dragon.It's just that after a long time, half of his body was buried in the ground, and the other half of his body was covered with ancient trees, so he couldn't see the original shape.

But as long as you look up, there will be bones exposed on the ground for birds to rest on, and many bugs will shuttle through the empty eye sockets, and an inexplicable feeling rushes into my mind, trembling for this place of death, and for this world vast and astonishing.

It is generally unimaginable that the cemetery of the dragon clan actually needs a world as a sacrifice, but He Jinyang can understand that, after all, the corpse of a dragon is an excellent material for monks.Dragon scales, dragon tendons, dragon skin, and dragon horns can be used to make high-quality spiritual weapons. Dragon blood, longan, and dragon saliva are rare treasures in the world.

The one who can't stop talking about death is the Dragon Clan, not to mention the Tianlong who is very close to the God Clan of the Upper Immortal Realm.

After He Jinyang had a little understanding of the existence of Longzhong, he summarized Xiang Siyu's situation.

To put it bluntly, there is only one reason, the undead of the dead dragon clan are not allowed to set foot on Penglai's descendants to leave, so the young blue dragon will slowly consume all of its life in this world.

When He Jinyang figured out the reason and then figured out the result, a gap filled between him and Xiang Siyu, and no one spoke for a long time.

"He Jinyang."

Xiang Siyu blinked those clean eyes, and said softly: "I am very happy to be friends with you."

This is the joy that comes from the heart, and there is no falsehood.

"Ah, I know."

He Jinyang was poking the system hard, hoping to get a hint from it, but he didn't ignore what Xiang Siyu said.

Looking at the boundless blue sky, Xiang Siyu said in a whispering voice: "It would be great if I was born like a real Tianlong."

Things will not develop to this point.

He Jinyang also felt, why did the situation suddenly take a turn for the worse?

"There should still be a way."

After hesitating for a while, he spoke again and the haze was swept away.

"By the way, is the time on both sides symmetrical?"

Xiang Siyu was stunned, and said: "No, the time flow in Penglai is slower than the outside world."

"That's the only good news right now."

He Jinyang breathed a sigh of relief, which meant that he still had enough room for maneuver.

Xiang Siyu looked at him puzzled, not quite understanding what else could bring hope in such a dead world.

Then he was intimidated.

No one has ever dared to do this before!

He Jinyang just found an opportunity to burrow into the woods, and then reappeared, with changed clothes and equipment, and a handle that exudes a strange coldness, as if holding a long sword that can split space.

From Xiang Siyu's point of view, the long sword is at least at the level of a fairy weapon.

He Jinyang met his stunned eyes, and said expressionlessly: "Wait, get behind me."

Xiang Siyu: "Okay."

Although he still doesn't understand the situation, he believes in any Jinyang.

Strange to say, he and this person Xiu seem to be opposite in terms of standpoint and personality, yet they feel inexplicably close.

As a royal family, he is disqualified, but as Xiang Siyu, he is very happy.

Xiang Siyu lowered his head and hid behind He Jinyang, watching him stepping up to the sky in a heroic manner, his deep eyes seemed to be like snow, his long black hair hung down behind his head, and the bones of unknown beasts contained huge energy , the coat of crystal bead silk has the ability to shuttle through the turbulent flow of space without damage.

Divine Wind Immortal Venerable!

After many days, He Jinyang picked up the Jie Zhan Sword again, this time, he did not reserve any strength.

Under the rules of stagnant spiritual energy, forbidden vitality, and different rules from the outside world even if there are native creatures, the huge sky pillar that pierces the sky expands from the field of vision at lightning speed, and Xiang Siyu can't even see it with his eyesight. to the boundaries of this field.

The blue-haired Dragon King said blankly: "He Jinyang..."

He Jinyang looked calm, this time the possession lacked emotion, so he also looked very cold.

The heroic spirit and the sword spirit condensed together in the brows, and instantly transformed from a gentleman in white to a swordsman in white.

With the sword in hand, the sky does not stay.

The pillar of heaven reaches the sky, and the realm shakes evil.

With the sword he swung with all his strength, the world was turned upside down, mountains and rivers were overturned, and the entire space was shattered into thousands.

The terrifying rift opened at the point pointed by the sword, and then tore into a rift so huge that it could swallow the entire world.

The butterflies that landed on the bone were silently turned into dust, and all tangible objects near the crack were torn by the turbulent flow into fine particles that were invisible to the naked eye.

Looking at his masterpiece, He Jinyang maintained the energy supply of the huge Tianzhu, and inadvertently summoned all the big monsters who were still in the Penglai Dragon Tomb.

Tiannan, Kunpeng, and female mirage all raised their heads, looked at the huge crack that was so terrifying that it seemed to divide the world, and opened their mouths completely unconsciously.

"what is this?"

The female mirage stared at her beautiful purple eyes, feeling as if she didn't know where to put her palms.

Tian Nan, who was with him, narrowed his eyes. After all, he was a divine beast that had survived since ancient times. He had seen many ways to overthrow the world. His first reaction was to pull her up and fly towards Kunpeng's place.

"Let's go, let's go find Kunpeng."

Female Mirage: "Wait, do you know what's going on?"

Tian Nan was dressed in a light gray robe, his hair was rather strange, it was actually short, and in the depths of his indifferent eyes was cruelty that made life fearful, so in the face of such changes, he also maintained a considerable degree of calmness.

"See that layer of white?"

The female mirage immediately realized that the place where the crack expanded was actually within someone's domain.

"Someone has sneaked into Penglai?!"

Tian Nan affirmed Nu Mirage's angry words noncommittally.

"It's very strong, I can't beat it alone, so I have to bring Kunpeng here."

The female mirage was stunned for a moment: "You still can't beat it?"

Among the great monsters in Shanhai City, the strength of female mirage is the lowest. She is very self-aware and usually does some worrying housekeeping. The real ones are Tiannan and Kunpeng.

Tiannan is the ancient demon Taotie. It is rumored that he is the nine sons of the dragon, but in fact the four evils are his identities.

Needless to say Kunpeng, although he is always soaked in the Tianhe River, his strength has never been doubted since ancient times. If it weren't for his lazy temperament, I believe that if he strayed a bit, the Demon Dao would have another Demon Emperor.

The reason why the female mirage was so surprised was because Tiannan and Kunpeng had never been able to determine who was superior and who was inferior, but this was the first time that Taotie could bluntly say that she was not an opponent.

The female mirage who was being dragged and flew to the other side asked in a hurry: "Do you know where it came from?"

Tian Nan's meaning was unclear: "It's a little familiar, but I hope...it has nothing to do with that person."

"what?"

"Kunpeng."

Without giving the female mirage a chance to continue questioning, the figure of Kunpeng appeared in the field of vision.

When Tiannan and the others were rushing towards Kunpeng, he also hurriedly transformed into a Peng body to rush towards them. Now that they met face to face, Kunpeng was very impatient.

"Tiannan, do you feel wrong?"

As soon as they met, he said this in a hurry. Tian Nan was silent for two seconds when he saw this, and then said: "It seems that you also feel the same way."

Kunpeng twitched instantly.

"Fuck, hasn't he already ascended!"

Tian Nan looked at the terrifying range and energy of the Tianzhu in the distance.

"But that's him."

Ling Chengfeng.

Counting it has been ascending for more than [-] years, it happened to be in the same era as Tiannan and Kunpeng.

How Ling Chengfeng, who had never ascended to the sky, slaughtered the world's demon cultivators, and how he drove them to extinction, is still vivid in their minds, as if it happened yesterday.

As demon cultivators back then, none of them could have mistaken the pure white Tianzhu mixed with wind patterns, and I believe that none of the divine beasts that survived from ancient times would recognize it wrong.

Kunpeng gasped and said, "Old Nan, if it's really him, you will be cut off as soon as you show up." To be precise, it's an instant kill, if that person is really Ling Chengfeng.

Tian Nan didn't say a word, as if he was considering Kunpeng's suggestion.

Kunpeng said again: "Later, the female mirage and I will go to find out the reality, you just stay here and wait and see, if the situation is not good, you run immediately, leave us alone!"

The female mirage couldn't bear it anymore, "Is it really so dangerous?"

Kunpeng can see the blue color on a bird's face.

"That's pretty dangerous."

His eyes fell on the Tiantian Pillar, and he seemed to be back in the era when all demons were fighting together.

Ling Chengfeng was dressed in white clothes, bathed in blood, stepped on the corpses of countless human monsters, and the pure and huge Tianzhu often made the monsters frightened and daunted. No one wanted to experience Ling Chengfeng's Jie Zhan Sword, and no one wanted to be the opponent Blood sacrifice under the sword.

Because of this, many human races and monster races believed in the way of immortality very much back then, and the demon cultivators who dared to cultivate demons in Ling Chengfeng's era hid themselves like rats crossing the street.

However, under this kind of oppression, it was the siege of ten thousand demons. That battle lasted for more than 300 years, and Ling Chengfeng also rose to the top after that battle, ending the dominance of immortality in the realm of comprehension.

Speaking of which, that era was called Ling Chengfeng. Under his light, no peerless genius could be more than the light of a firefly. Moxiu trembled when he thought about it.

Kunpeng was a demon cultivator back then, born in the real spirit world, but that encounter with Ling Chengfeng changed him. He no longer cultivated demons, but he did not cultivate immortals either. Instead, he turned to the old way of absorbing the brilliance of the sun and moon. , but Anwen is also more suitable for Yaozu.

Seeing Kunpeng's look of reminiscence, Tian Nan said with a feeling, "Are you alright?"

Kunpeng flapped its wings, and the hurricane blew away the feathers at the base of the wings, revealing a flesh-red scar. Judging by the length, the entire wing was almost chopped off.

"It's okay, I just remembered what happened back then. If there was no Ling Chengfeng's sword, there would be no Kunpeng now."

Tian Nan heard the words and asked: "Are you going to thank him?"

"Nonsense! I'm wondering if being cute can make us all go back alive?"

The author has something to say: To be honest, the group of monsters in Penglai Mountain and Sea are all cute.

Ling Chengfeng: It's a pity that I don't eat it.

He Jinyang: I eat.

Ling Chengfeng: ...