Immortal Path to Heaven

　　 The sound of twilight drums is like immortal music, which shakes the soul, and when it echoes towards the eight directions, it sets off an invisible wave of gas.

　　 And the old woman trapped by the ancient dragon shield heard the sound of twilight drums, her eyes were horrified. The skin and rugged bone spurs began to rot and collapsed downwards, as snowflakes fell into the magma, and numerous black smoke emitted from the pores, and the body quickly melted. She just turned from the grudges in the black stele and couldn't resist it. Just sticking to the interest rate, it completely disappeared, leaving no trace.

　　 It seems that everything that appeared before is the flower in the mirror, the moon in the water.

　　 The sound of twilight drums seems to have an inexplicable magical power. When Ouyang Ming heard it, the thoughts in his brain dissipated instantly and became an ethereal and mysterious state.

　　 This state lasted for ten or so, and every cell in Ouyang Ming's body relaxed.

　　 It was then that a memory was poured back into Ouyang Ming's spiritual world.

　　In an instant, Ouyang Ming's spiritual world fell into chaos and mist, and there was white mist everywhere.

　　Thoughts continue to float towards the sky, and the Buddha becomes a slender leaf in the stream. With the rolling of the river, you can see all the world's conditions and the vicissitudes of the world.

Suddenly, he felt his eyes light up, and then a picture that he had never seen appeared to him.

　　 The ground is covered with scabs and broken walls. The rich **** smell permeates the air. The blood gathers together, dyes the soil red, and sinks like a large swamp of **** swamps.

　　 The desolate north wind roared, and the feather-like snowflakes fell from the sky, layer by layer to the ground, which would divide the sky into countless mottled small fragments. But the snowflake is not white, but blood-colored, like blood, red-red. Outside the **** ground, a huge city could be seen standing, swept away by coercion. In the center of the city, there is an altar ten feet high, the material is very ordinary, but there is a kind of unspeakable sacredness.

Seeing this scene, Ouyang Ming knew in his heart that this is the Seven-Star Altar, and that he saw this scene was an inheritance memory engraved in Mugu.

　　 But what about the surrounding big city? Why are there no traces left? He was like a passer-by in the rest of space and time, a phantom, watching all this quietly, without changing the slightest.

　　Ouyang Ming saw that above the altar, a veteran old man sat cross-legged. He was dressed in an animal robe and his face was covered with brown spots and wrinkles. His eyes were like a vast sea, like a vast starry sky, and a charm of Tao appeared on him, which made people feel calm. This feeling is similar to that felt by Master Ku Rong, but deeper.

　　Not far behind him, there stood a bottle of twilight drum, carved with traces of years.

　　And under the altar, kneeling down countless people, circle by circle to the outside of the city. These people are old and young, their bloodline is burning, their eyes are full of piety, and there is a faint madness. It seems that as long as the old man says a word, they will give their lives without hesitation. There was silence all around, and there were only sobbing winds. The people above the altar seemed to be waiting for something. The old man in the beast robe above the altar looked at the sky, pinching and pinching together with his middle finger, as in the divination.

　　 At this time, "Kara, Kara..."

　　 A sound that made the scalp numb came from all directions. The fine and dense interracial abruptly appeared, giving people the impression that they passed through the wormhole. At least there were tens of thousands of interracial.

The old beast robe sighed and said, "Alas, the catastrophe has been going on for a hundred years. The 36 human races have lost half of them. The army is losing ground and hope is slim. I Baifeng veined myself as a bait, with the whole family Essence of blood turned into a seal, willing to fight for the first line of life for the spirit world. People, blood burning!" This voice is not loud, but the voice is full of awe-inspiring, for the spirit world spirit, they are willing to burn themselves, burn blood, use all The clan's strength bets on that slim hope.

　　 "Blood burning!" All the tribes roared at the same time, their voices were firm and resounded throughout the world, and the blood of the Phoenix in the body was burning.

　　 Half of the sky is illuminated by this burning light spot, for the sake of righteousness, for hope, burning life, burning Shouyuan, even if it is turned into ashes, even if the soul is destroyed, it will not be spared.

　　 Ouyang Ming looked dark, only felt a sour nose, and his heart was blocked by a sad emotion. Just like the land in front of him, he was devastated and murmured softly: "This is Dayi?"

　　 thought of Xu Junqing in his heart, Shen said: "As a man, we should use the sky as the chessboard star."

The two pictures kept blending in his head, and his eyes showed light, softly: "The world is a melting pot, no one can escape. Once the catastrophe comes, all the goodness and hope will be beaten into powder by the disaster, and there is no resistance. Power. I used to live too comfortably. I didn’t want to control it, and I couldn’t manage it. But for the master, for the three of them, for the people I cherish, even if I don’t have the ability, I have to give it a try.”

The Baifeng family in front of him used the blood as a seal, which touched Ouyang Ming too much, and let the people of his country live in his heart. This time he wanted to give it a try. He wanted to stop the disaster and wanted to save the world. .

　　 And while Ouyang Ming's thoughts rolled in his mind, the old beast robe patted the altar with his palms, standing straight, his dry palms pushed outwards, bursting into force, directly hitting the twilight drum.

　　 An earth-shattering voice resounded and echoed.

　　The people of the Baifeng family under the seven-star altar, the power of the blood within the body is burning, countless white silks emanate from the eyebrow, forming a white mark in the sky. In just a moment, these tribes grew countless, their dark hair turned white, their face was no longer exquisite, and their eyes were covered with wrinkles. Every breath changed, and the older they became, the more they were children. .

　　 But their eyes are still firm, even showing a little hysterical madness.

　　 A desolate atmosphere where the strong man was gone forever, filled Ouyang Ming's heart, his eyes were astringent, his body was shaking, his eyes were filled with tears, but he could not bear to drop.

　　The old man in the animal robe also turned into a white light, and the hoarse voice resounded: "My Baifeng family generously died, as long as they can fight for the first-line vitality of the spiritual world, then there will be no complaint or regret!"

　　 "No complaints!" This voice exploded in Ouyang Ming's mind.

　　 Suddenly, countless white mansions quickly wound up, overwhelmingly, and turned into an invisible imprisonment, enveloping countless aliens, the space shattered, revealing a heart-pasting black. The white mango shrank in vain, and the ripples sweeping all directions condensed in vain, turning into a dark dark mango rushing into the stele. Various voices that affect the mind spread, greed, eroticism, and hatred, one by one, but still useless, directly sealed in this black stone monument, turned into a chain of imprisonment, a shackle.

　　The remaining white mansions were burning, turning into a black flame burning in all directions. All the vitality that had passed was wiped out. With this city as the center, within a thousand miles, they all turned into red ground.

　　 memory is still unstoppable, rolling from a distance like a tide.

　　 stimulated Ouyang Ming's nerves, even if he possessed the unique spiritual world of the Phoenix family, he could not bear it, there was a tingling in his brain, and he insisted on clenching his teeth.

　　I don't know how long it passed, and the mottled memory calmed down.

Ouyang Ming reorganized this lengthy memory in his mind, his eyes opened, and said softly: "The big catastrophe was caused by aliens. Now time is running out, and the reason why Daxu is called the place of curse It’s because this is a lost ancient battlefield, and the cause of the war is unknown.” This is the answer he got after analyzing for a long time. He pondered a little, rummaging around in his memory, and secretly secretly, this battle was a battle. How violent will it be to blow up a continent like this, is Xu Auran related to this war?

　　 He shook his head, and there were more and more doubts in his mind.

　　After breathing a sigh of breath, he walked slowly down the altar, bowing his hands and praying heavily, saying: "Your predecessors are righteous, Ouyang Ming will not forget, nor dare to forget."

Then he looked back and took a deep look at the black stone tablet with tens of thousands of interracial seals. He smiled coldly, pointed his finger at the sky, and shouted coldly: "Head, swallow me!" The remnant soul in this stone, not only from the beginning Pulling him into an illusion is even the culprit of the big catastrophe. Now that the big catastrophe is approaching, it is even making wind and rain in the big ruins. How could Ouyang Ming let it go?

　　The sound has not fallen yet~www.readwn.com~The head flew out directly, and the force of swallowing violently exploded.

　　 Swallowed the remnants of the whole stele.

　　 The head and mouth parted slightly, and there was a hint of satisfaction in his eyes. After breathing out a black breath, he fell into a deep sleep. This force is too powerful, even the head will take a long time to refine.

Suddenly, a sudden change, the entire desert desert swayed, the sand kept sinking, and a rustling sound came from all corners of the space, just like many evil spirits were grinding their teeth, creaking, listening only to the sound, You can feel the madness.

　　 Even Ouyang Ming, who is at the core of the barren desert, clearly felt that the sand was sinking, and there was only three words left in his head: "What happened!"

　　 didn't hesitate a bit and ran away. He didn't know what caused the desert and desert to change, but there was a very bad feeling in his mind.

　　The shoulders were pulled apart, and the sound of dull thunder came from the body, turning into a white horse, running through the white aperture and running outward.

As the head swallowed countless alien souls, the pressure squeezed from all around mysteriously disappeared. As a result, Ouyang Ming's speed was naturally very fast, like a white arc, flashing quickly, every step, They all crossed a dozen feet. ...

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