Jiangchen walked outside the room and stood alone under the eaves. The cold wind was wrapped in the drizzle, and it was blowing on his body and heart bit by bit. He placed his hands on the handrail of the corridor, leaning his shoulders against a wooden pillar, facing the ancient battlefield, and looked over carefully.

The black clouds rolled, and the light of light was shuttled, with a sense of solemnity!

Countless tall black shadows were whistling towards the sky, slashing against each other, or chasing each other, and the roar of footsteps trembled in his heart. With a graceful and graceful figure, holding musical instruments, the wonderful general orders were played, mixed with rolling battle thunder, which was like a song of demise that had been conquering the ages.

"其, Demon Barrier" suddenly sighed in his ears and woke up suddenly. Subconsciously, he suddenly remembered the sigh of Damo, which was these three words, and this tone. He almost mistakenly regarded the sigh around him as the Master of Damo.

"What kind of demonic obstacle?" Seeing clearly that it was Zhou Daxian, Jiang Chen stood up straight and asked.

"Die is death. Why do you want to live? If you are unwilling to die like this, you will develop obsession. The deeper the obsession, the greater the power, but what can you do in the end? The scene of a killing war is repeated over and over again. It is just to scare people!" Zhou Daxian said.

The general was like a sudden enlightenment. Suddenly he thought of Ling'er's death, he said, "I probably want to live! Those who want him to live are also alive."

Zhou Daxian suddenly became angry: "I'm talking to you!"

"Grandpa, who is a fool?" A girl in red jumped out of the room with a soft shout. Who is she who is not Zhenzhen?

Seeing his granddaughter come out, Zhou Daxian frowned and smiled and said, "I'm talking to a fool!"

Zhenzhen didn't seem to understand: "By the way, sir, are you going to go inside the ancient battlefield?"

Jiang Chen glanced at the girl who was so cute and charming, and nodded.

"It just so happens that my grandfather and I are also going to the Great Wilderness Country inside the ancient wasteland. If one person has more care, how about we do together?" Zhenzhen said.

Jiang Chen felt that she looked a little like Ling'er, so he couldn't help but take a few more glances and finally nodded.

Suddenly, there was a trace of doubt in his mind: he went to the Great Wilderness just to resurrect the soul, and what did these two Middle-earth people dressed up in the Great Wilderness to do?

The general was unknowingly alert!

"Two, it's not a joke inside the ancient battlefield. I advise you not to seek death!" said the general.

"Do you think you can go deep into the hinterland of the ancient battlefield? I have two tricks, right? I remember the Sea of ​​Warcraft in the ancient wasteland that year, where I broke through the Shenmai Shen Pass in one fell swoop."

Zhenzhen covered her mouth and laughed: "My grandfather is Zhou Daxian, the head of the Middle Tu Mangshan Sect. His cultivation is not weak."

Zhou Daxian flashed a hint of arrogant color, patted Jiang Chen on the shoulder and said, "You are not bad, you have reached the Neiguan divine pass at a young age."

The minister smiled and nodded, "I wonder what you two have to go to the Great Wilderness Country?"

A hint of kindness flashed in Zhou Daxian's eyes, and then she was a little angry and sad. Then she said: "We left for the technique of resurrection. There is a niece in my Tongtian Sect on the verge of death. I went to try my luck for her."

Tongtian Sect? Is that girl Ling'er? It seems that there are still people in Zhongdi who are thinking about you, and a hint of warmth appears from the bottom of my heart.

Before we knew it, it was already midnight, and the storm had been storm for a long time, but it still didn't stop. The dark clouds in the sky came and went, rushing against each other like two armies, lightning flashed one after another, and thunderstorms came one after another. However, the north wind suddenly blew up, getting faster and faster, and it made the dark clouds dodge and dissipate with the wind.

Before the time came, all the dark clouds in the sky fled, leaving only the blue sky as if it was washed away, and a moon slanted out of the horizon.

Zhou Daxian returned to the room to sleep tremblely. There were only two young men, Jiang Chen and Zhenzhen, who were left on the corridor, looking at the stars and the moon.

The minister raised his head and glanced at the sky. The stars were dotted everywhere. Time flies, and the endless years have passed, and the landforms around him have been changing. There were no stars in the sky, but now at night, all the gods have become mountains, stones, or stars. And the tomb where a child is buried is getting taller and taller. In an instant, the tomb has become a mountain. Cui Houqing is very familiar with that mountain. He was resurrected and reborn in this tomb.

The general murmured to himself: "It turns out that there were gods in this world."

The general seemed to understand a lot and seemed much smarter!

The general frowned and murmured to himself, and suddenly said, "Where is the god of heaven? Did the god of heaven really fall?"

It was already the first night. I looked into the sky, and meteors passed by, and the stars in the sky were darkened.

"Yes, there were no stars in the sky. Since that war, all the stars have appeared, so the stars are the "God Tomb"!"

At this moment, Zhenzhen walked to Cui Houqing. She looked up with her head in his sight, and saw the starlight was dazzling, and half of the daylight was occupied by all the meteors. It turned out that it was a meteor shower! She glanced at Cui Houqing's face. He was thinking seriously, with a serious expression, a little sad, and a little sad.

"I heard that the meteor shower represents the gathering of two stars, and then collides with each other and annihilates!" Zhenzhen said softly, reaching out to close her hair in the wind.

When the general heard this, he was a little surprised: "You mean, the stars will die?" Zhenzhen nodded slightly.

"Where will the star go if it dies?"

When Zhenzhen saw the question, she was a little disappointed and slowly said two words, but made the general understand: "Reincarnation!"

"Um" A wolf cries came from afar, Jiang Chen stood up and looked at the West and shouted "Um"

Zhenzhen feels strange and learns to "Um"

"A wolf is coming." The general said softly.

"Wolf? Where is there a wolf?" Zhenzhen jumped up and her face turned pale.

"No" Jiang Chen raised his head and pointed.

Zhenzhen looked carefully and saw a black shadow about three feet in the distance, running quickly.

"Um" Another wolf cries, and Zhenzhen was sure that there was really a wolf rushing towards him.

Zhenzhen was afraid of wolves since she was a child, so she jumped on the back of General Chen and was unwilling to come down. It was not until Xiao Hei came close and General Chen asked her to touch Xiao Hei that he relieved his fear and crawled down.

Three days later, the general left Huqi Mountain and headed southwest. At the same time, the Youlang Xiaohei was accompanied by his side. In addition, Zhou Daxian's grandchildren were also following him.

The vast land of China is vast and vast, and among them, the Central Plains is the richest. Outside the Central Plains, the north is the bitter and cold ice field with ice and snow, with few people coming; in the east is the vast and boundless sea; in the south, there are 100,000 mountains outside the Central Plains, standing on the border, endless, there are barren mountains and rivers, countless miasma and poisons, and in the legend, there are even strange and strange wilderness barbarians who eat raw meat and drink blood, which are extremely cruel.

On the west side of the vast land of Shenzhou, there are two major bad places. The northwest direction is an endless desolate Gobi Desert, which is called "Wild Land". It has been raining for hundreds of years and has extremely dry climate. Occasionally, some oasis are mostly occupied by fierce beasts and animals. Naturally, ordinary people will die as soon as they enter. And in the rumors, there is a grand temple in the depths of the wilderness, which is the birthplace of the Demon Cult.

As for the southwest, it is the huge death swamp that has changed color. The climate here is completely opposite to the wilderness in the northwest. In ten days, it rains for seven or eight days, and various strange plants are as numerous as cow hairs, growing luxuriantly. This cold and humid place has always been the place where the poisonous beasts and insects of the world live. The toxic biogas here is even more popular in the rotten soil of the swamp every rainy day. If a person inhales in, without proper antidote, he will die in a very poisonous heart within a moment. In addition, the bodies, trees, flowers and plants that have been soaked in rain for thousands of years have turned this place into a place full of dangers. If he accidentally takes a wrong step, he will be sucked under the bottomless swamp and will never see the light of the sky and die miserably.

In such a dangerous place, no one will come on weekdays. But not long ago, there were suddenly rumors in the world that a huge golden pillar of light suddenly rose in the death swamp in the West, rushing straight into the sky, day and night, even in the middle of the night, the sky was bright like day. Three days later, the golden light gradually dissipated, and from then on, there seemed to be a huge roar in the death swamp, faintly coming, making those who live on the edge of the death swamp fearful.

Once this news spreads, it will immediately cause a sensation in the world. From the perspective of those who practice Taoism, spiritual objects and artifacts have always had their own spirituality. Such huge golden light is naturally a sign of the birth of rare treasures, and they summon people with destiny to go. Judging from this golden light pillar, the magic of this treasure is really extraordinary. For a moment, the world is shocked, and good and evil masters gather together.

But under the surface of chaos, there is an unknown undercurrent, surging and flowing.

In the east, half a day away from the Death Swamp, there is a desolate and withered village called "Zhutan Village". It is named because the villagers in the village believe in a mysterious god called "Zhutan". However, this god has never been very effective. It does not bless the villagers here to get promoted and make money, nor does it bless them to have a good harvest and have no worries about food and clothing.

Actually, when you think about it, living by such a swamp of death, a monster suddenly pops up from nowhere, or a poisonous insect runs out. It is a small matter of biting the livestock to death. There are many people who die on it every year. Nowadays, people with some skills have already left this ghost place and ran to the Central Plains. Most of the people who stay here are not angry.

But just in the past few days, Zhutan Village suddenly became lively, and those who came and went were all masters of cultivation. Although Zhutan Village was not the only entrance to the Death Swamp, it was the closest place to the Death Swamp. Before entering the Death Swamp, most people would come here to buy some dry food and water. After a few days, the villagers here in Zhutan Village made some money and became more angry.

At the same time, because this is the closest place to the Death Swamp, there are strange whistles about the golden light columns in the Death Swamp, which were first discovered by the villagers here and spread from it. Therefore, many people came here to inquire about the news.
Chapter completed!