Immortal Path to Heaven Chapter 1105: The crisis is approaching
Jealousy was slightly startled.
He originally thought that the strong human race in front of him did not know the dusty past.
never thought that he had actually heard it, so he paused subconsciously.
It’s not that the witch tribe has no knowledge, but that there are very few strong people who know this. Among the dragon and phoenix clan, they probably don't exceed the number of one hand in total, not to mention that Ouyang Ming is still an individual, so he didn't think about that.
But he has always been a person who has experienced countless winds and frosts and has seen the world. Just a moment, he has eased his mind.
smiled heartily, without any embarrassment.
After a while, his voice lowered: "In the ancient times, the ancient witches were indeed too arrogant and authoritarian. After the calamity, they gradually declined. Taking advantage of this period of time, the monster clan rises and starts the ancient battle with the dragon and phoenix clan. Afterwards, this was also called the War of Sorrowing."
He took a sip of spiritual tea, moisturized his throat, and then said: "This battle has been fought for tens of thousands of years. It has caused mountains and rivers to shatter, vegetation perish, countless stars turned into ashes, and wars spread across the entire world. Thousands of races were plunged into dire straits. At that time, under the ancient witches, the strong were like clouds. Counted down, there were 36 Chaos Spirits with outstanding combat power. They could block ten at one level. Zhan. The two races of Qiongqi and Jinwu are among them." The old man paused on purpose and looked at Ouyang Ming with a slightly solemn look.
Ouyang Ming nodded his head to indicate that he knew it, and motioned the old man with his eyes to continue.
Although he has mentioned it by Ossuary Gulong, it is not so detailed.
After ", the Qiongqi and the Golden Witch were rebellious. They secretly collected the essence and blood of the ten thousand clan and tempered the body. In the end, although they were sealed by the ancient witch with a large array of nine days and ten years of blood, it counted the time, the most It can be broken out in a hundred years." His pupils shrank slightly, and a complex color flashed under his eyes.
"How strong are these two races?" Ouyang Ming asked.
"Compared with the dragon and the phoenix, they are not weak." The jealous voice was slow, but to Ouyang Ming it sounded like a stormy sea.
For some reason, the room fell silent, and both of them were silent.
After a while, Jealousy's **** got off the stool and stood up straight.
The wrinkles on the face are squeezed together like a piece of old and dry bark, but they give people a sense of solemnity, and he said solemnly: "My friend, you should be old and sell old. I have a request. , I hope the little friend will agree."
"Senior, please tell me." Ouyang Ming's eyes narrowed.
"I hope that the little friend can repair the Great Blood Formation and prevent the Great Thousand World from falling into the flames of war." As he said, he bowed.
Ouyang Ming hurriedly avoided, his right and wrong, black and white. The descendants of the Witch clan in front of him are dedicated to the peace of the great world, and they do everything for the sake of hundreds of millions of living beings. This is not to be done, so he has to avoid this worship.
He was decisive, but he didn't kill a good person indiscriminately along the way.
This was true when I was in the spirit world, and it is true now.
Ouyang Ming pulled a distance to the right, the corner of his mouth curled up, he waved his hand gently, and smiled bitterly: "Senior doesn’t need to be like this. It is incumbent to protect the peace of the world. It’s just me...I am too weak. I'm afraid it's hard to take on this important task." He spoke extremely sincerely, and before he finished speaking, he bowed heavily.
The color of appreciation in the eyes of jealousy is even worse. Generally speaking, one's vision and heart determine a person's height.
And a person who has a dream in his heart and desires peace, no matter what, his future achievements will not be too low.
The old man looked far away, with a struggling color in his eyes. After thinking about it, he whispered: "There is a place for heart training thousands of miles away in the Ministry of Witchcraft. It is called Wangshengdong. Open once every ten thousand years, every time. Enter a person. Anyone who enters the cave of rebirth does not touch the world and the cause and effect. But the danger is inexplicable, and there are countless adventures that follow. I wonder if the little friend is willing to try?" If it is normal, he must be reluctant to send this good fortune out . But now, burning the lamp to warn, the heart of the source is about to be upset, and he has to send favors. How can it be simple for a savior who can appear in his brother's hexagram?
"More clan fathers." Ouyang Ming nodded without pretense.
For some reason, there is a faint sense of anxiety deep in his heart, as if an inevitable crisis is coming.
"Talking to smart people is comfortable." Jealousy slapped his thigh and smiled heartily. It's okay for him not to smile, as long as he smiles, the wrinkles on his face are squeezed at the same time, dividing the entire face into countless pieces, and thousands of grooves are intertwined with each other, but even so, it still gives people a sense of kindness.
The two talked until late at night.
Jealousy's sleeves rolled up, and the light in his eyes narrowed slightly, and Tan Xing had faded.
How deep is Ouyang Ming's ability to observe words and expressions, he immediately left the stool and got up to say goodbye.
came out of the hut, and he paced on the winding sandalwood path. Seeing the bright moonlight gently pouring down and dotted with the earth, listening to the endless sounds of insects and birds, my heart was peaceful. In Dan Lake, muddy Qi transforms Yin, Qing Qi transforms Yang, chaos and chaos, unspeakable. He stopped and looked up to the horizon, his eyes black and white, and an unprecedented picture appeared in his spiritual world.
I saw many Wu people hiding in the moonlight, sitting with their **** on their backs, patrolling around.
is awe-inspiring, it seems that as long as there is a slight change, they will take action without hesitation, and the offensive is like fire and continuous.
In the farther place, countless strands of silk threads of hundreds of thousands of feet are entwined and interwoven into a net, exuding a faint gloom, covering the entire Ministry of Shaman Frightening fluctuations.
"This is the guardian formation of the Ministry of Witch." Ouyang Ming revealed clear understanding in his heart.
In vain, an old figure appeared in his perception, no more than a hundred feet away from him. He wore a gray robe, covering half of his body, with an imperceptible struggle in his muddy eyes, and his hands were sometimes strong and sometimes loose.
"Why is he here?" Ouyang Ming looked puzzled.
He knew this person. He was the old man who worried about him during the battle with Yun Lan. He was jealous.
He rubbed his chin with his fingers, throwing away the thought. Countless sparks appeared in the spiritual world, large and small, with different colors. He found the place where the rhubarb was and walked over slowly. Nowadays, the unique spiritual world of the Feng clan has revealed its majesty and vastness, and the law of yin and yang is constantly rotating in it. Even the robbery coffin of the Shangjie clan has been taken out by Ouyang Ming and sent into the spiritual world.
ten breaths later.
Ouyang Ming sat cross-legged under the wooden bed, guarding the spiritual platform and holding Yuan Shouyi, stepping into the tranquility and beginning to visualize the snow-capped mountains.
At this time, in a formation that is thousands of miles away from the Witch Ministry.
Luoyang gently shook the fan with a picture of a lady in his hand, and a chilly aura that seemed like nothing spread out. He closed the fan in his hand, facing the void, and said solemnly: "Things How is it?"
As soon as the sound fell, countless purple vines appeared out of thin air. It is as thin and dense as silk, filling half of the sky completely. The purple vine suddenly shrank, and a purple flower bud appeared at the tip. As if attracted by the surrounding spirit, it was absorbed by the flower buds, and a gorgeous swaying purple flower bloomed. Immediately afterwards, a poisonous insect bit the vine to pieces, its wings vibrated, and flew out of the vine, one, two, three... endless.
If Ouyang Ming saw this scene, he would definitely recognize that this was the alien race that had appeared in the Daxu.
This poisonous insect has sharp teeth and four pairs of feet, like eight sharp bone knives.
It is its wings, carved with a fascinating snake-shaped monster. His eyes were cold, without the slightest emotion. Suddenly, countless poisonous insects condensed out of thin air, their heads, arms, bodies... and finally turned into a humanoid monster, and the vines in the sky turned into feet, deeply embedded in the void, this is a deadly clan!
Its eyes flashed green, like a faint ghost fire, and replied: "Yun Lan..." It quietly glanced at Luoyang, and saw his eyes sinking slightly and his face was calm and peaceful. This was the courage. Then he said: "Yun Lan was captured alive."
Hearing this, Luoyang still had a plain face, without any waves.
It seems that this is a stranger who has nothing to do with him, and there is no sense of guilt in his heart.
Behind him, followed by tens of thousands of Chaos Races, the aura is powerful and unmatched, and every breath can set off a hurricane. If it weren't for the formation of barriers, this kind of power might have been noticed by the Wu Clan.
One of the green cows sprayed a white mist from the nose, walked to Luoyang, and whispered: "Young Master, what should we do? If no one opens the Witch Formation, how can we get in?" This When the voice reverberated, a burst of noisy discussion resounded~IndoMTL.com~The eyes of the powerful people of all races showed a touch of worry. After all, this matter is so important that no mistake can be made.
Luoyang shrugged indifferently, his eyes showed a vision that could swallow nothingness.
explained: "Pretending to be a human race to enter the witchcraft is a bad idea. It is natural to succeed in an accident, and it is not harmful if it is unsuccessful. The purpose is to make the other person careless and contempt. At this time is our chance, besides. ..." He paused, pulled a cold smile from the corner of his mouth, and sneered: "Besides, I still have a back hand. Since the Ministry of Witches doesn't know what is good or bad, and won't judge the situation, then it will be destroyed. They still have it. Do you really think this is the ancient times? Do you really think it was when they called the wind and rain to cover the sky? This sky has already changed."
"The young master is wise!" These tens of thousands of powerful people roared at the same time, their voices resounding throughout the world, stirring up nothingness.
Luoyang shook his head, looked at the position of the Witch Ministry, and secretly said in his heart that it was time to use the hidden child who had been hiding for thousands of years. Once the Witch is destroyed, the shackles in the souls of our ancestors will be gone, and the formation will be broken faster. At that time, sweep the heart of the origin first, and then unify the world, dominate the races, and achieve immortal achievements. As for the dragon and phoenix clan, they have been fighting for tens of thousands of years.
At this moment, a raging flame burned in his heart, and in the flames, he seemed to be able to see the sight of him dominating the world. ...
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