Eternal Taoist King

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Song Ning stabbed in front of his eyes, he could not open his eyes, and Xiao Fen disappeared. He wanted to communicate with Xiao Fen, but found that there was no response at all. In a panic, he urgently investigated the Fen Tianjian in the storage ring. Found that Xiao Fen slept in Fen Tian Jian.

It must have been under some kind of impact, otherwise Xiao Fen should not suddenly retreat into Fen Tian Jian.

Song Ning has almost lost consciousness in this strong light. He can only feel that he seems to be sliding on this mirror surface. At this moment in his world, in addition to light, it is still light.

Instead, it seemed that the sliding had stopped, and a sound resounded like heaven and earth.

"Every generation and generation, I am a sage. Ten thousand years after death, no one cares. Leave an immortal fate and give it to future generations. Pre-existence, present-life, and future. Can't be seen as reversible, can't be said. Are you ... willing? "

Song Ning's heart moved, and he hadn't waited for an answer. The surrounding light had disappeared, and he began to transform into a scene.

To be precise, it is a picture.

In this picture, Song Ning saw the endless ice and snow, the vast abyss, the corpses everywhere, and the bones were yellow.

The snow was like an ice blade, and the cold wind rolled wildly, and in a blink of an eye, the corpse covered the ground.

The eternal ice of the deceased lives here, but the living is unable to bring the corpse back.

In this blizzard, there is a gap. Before the gap, two people hugged each other tightly, unable to see their faces, men and women, only to feel that they were telling, lingering, like a couple in love.

But just before they said goodbye, one of them suddenly began to freeze, and in an instant, it turned into ice cubes, plugging in the gap, while the other wanted to stop it but it was too late.

It's cold and cold and endless ...

Song Ning had never seen this place, and could not see the two people clearly, but somehow, he always had a deep sadness in his heart. He wanted to continue to look at it, but suddenly found that everything in front of him disappeared, even at his feet. The huge mirror has disappeared, replaced by a slap-sized lens.

Song Ning picked up the lens and found that the mirror could not see his face.

Tears did not know when it had slipped across his cheeks, and the sorrow had not been smooth for a long time.

In front of Song Ning, there is a stone seat, on which sits a pair of dry bones wearing a cloak. This dry bone stretches out a finger, as if pointing to the ground in front of him.

Song Ning walked forward slowly, blowing away the dust on the ground, and saw a few lines written on it.

"The one who respects me lives, the king who opposes me. One kneels three times, eight sheets of rune paper. Two kneels six times knocks, and locks the soul mirror. Three kneels nine times knocks before leaving."

Song Ning knelt three times before the tombstone, and got eight runes. Now, if he wants to leave, he obviously needs two knees and six knocks.

Kneeling on the ground, after doing all of this, a light suddenly illuminated above, and the light enveloped Song Ning, as if Song Ning was sucked into it, Song Ning felt the wind whistle by his ear, but he appeared in an instant In the air.

Song Ning hurriedly stabilized her body and looked around. It was already daylight, surrounded by mountains and trees, water and flowers, like a fairyland scenery.

Just like all the same dreams, if he still had the "Soul Mirror" in his hand, and there were eight runes in the storage ring, Song Ning might really think he was just dreaming.

However, in the corners of his eyes, tears were still embedded, as if he saw the scene, he lost his lover.

Song Ning shook his head and left the matter behind, trying to communicate with Xiaohan.

However, after saying a few words, Xiao Fun did not respond at all. It seemed that he was really injured and slept past.

Here, spiritual knowledge can spread apart. Song Ning can only find the palace and Leng Yuexiao by herself.

During the flight, Song Ning explored the surroundings. He found that the immortal energy here was very strong, but the fairy power that he could actually feel was extremely weak, even less than 1% of his previous level in the secret realm.

Surrounded by broken walls and debris, gravel and rubble can be seen everywhere.

But Song Ningfei was flying, and suddenly found that the rubble and rubble on the ground seemed to be unusual. In some places, the rubble was almost broken into powder, but in some places, it was large pieces of rubble. Depressed deeply, as if severely squeezed.

Song Ning had a bold idea in his mind, and he immediately lifted off to the limit of nearly a thousand feet, and then looked down again.

If he hadn't thought about it for a long time, Song Ning might be scared by what he saw.

Just below, where the immortal spirit lingered, Song Ning saw a huge palm print, and in his field of vision, only saw less than one-tenth of the palm prints.

"Could this whole fairy ruin ... just be wiped out by someone's palm?" Song Ningfa's roots were numb. What kind of cultivation method did he actually be able to make this fairy ruin look like this?

Song Ningju was condescending, and compared with the palm print below with his palm, his heart was shocked.

Condescending, with a wide field of vision, even though the spiritual knowledge cannot be detected, he can see a lot with his naked eyes. Just when Song Ning gestured with his palm, he suddenly saw something moving under his fingers through his fingers. He retracted his palm and fixed his eyes. At first glance, it turned out to be a dragon!

Song Ning was stunned first, but then he remembered that the fairy ruins were at the extremes of the sky and connected to the upper realm.

The Falling Feather Kingdom is nothing but a very small existence on the planet, and the creatures of the previous world can also come here, so it is not uncommon to see other creatures here.

just……

Song Ning quickly descended until it fell to the range that Lingzhi could detect, and his body suddenly stopped.

Although the face of the dragon was strange, he could feel a familiar feeling from the dragon.

Upper Bound, Jiaolong!

Song Ning clenched his fists, and what happened to Taihe Mountain on that day reappeared.

He had vowed that if he practiced in the future, he would kill the Jiaolong, but now he didn't see that Jiaolong, but he saw his fellow Jiaolong.

The oath once echoed in Song Ning's heart. At this moment, in Song Ning's eyes, there was no pity, no justice, and some were just hatred! Just angry! ! Just killing! ! !

Song Ning moved to the flying dragon in front of him in an instant, looked at the dragon's spooky dragon head, and slammed it down.

Boom!

The blood spattered, only the Jiaolong, who had been cultivated at the beginning of the foundation, didn't even know what happened just now, and he was completely destroyed.

Song Ning's shot was a killing move. Although the Jiaolong died, his companions immediately felt the change and flew towards this side.

For a moment, hundreds of dense dragons in the sky were flying towards Song Ning. Only a few of them were built during the foundation period, most of them were in the Tandan period, and almost one-third of them had reached the completion of the late period Repair.

Hundreds of dragons covered the sky and covered the sun, and their killing intent was amazing. Then they looked back at Song Ning, lowered their body, and stood above the ruins. color.

Not far away, Wang Yi hurriedly came and hided with a smile, waiting for the scene of both defeats.