New White Snake Asking Immortals

Dark, windy, and bone-chilling.

The fine flying sand made the mighty armor rustle, and the dragon gun was used as a staff to provide lighting, barely gaining a little comfort in the heart, leaning forward and walking with difficulty, intending to find a place sheltered from the wind to rest overnight.

"If it weren't for the lack of death, I would have thought that I had arrived in hell and purgatory."

The armor mask effectively resists the intrusion of wind, sand and dust, and the red eyes scan vigilantly. Since there are endless monsters in the dark clouds in the sky, who knows whether the ground is safe.

"A dry, dead world..."

Bai Yujun kept trying to summon the will of the world.

However, there is not even the slightest slightest weak response, and it is impossible to perceive how big the lonely world is, and there is no sense of security without the will of the world.

Without any energy, the aura is exhausted, and even the yin and death qi are gone.

In short, it is a strange world, including those inexplicable and dense monsters in the mysterious space of dark clouds in the sky. Only dragon energy and thunder and lightning flames can effectively restrain it. Explore slowly, anyway, you can't see the ground clearly when you fly.

The cold night is long and tormented, and the dragon gun blade emits light to illuminate a small area...

A temperature infrared scan showed no abnormalities.

Vibration sensor can only feel the wind sound, no extra vibration.

If it wasn't for the air, Bai Yujun would have thought that she was on a certain barren planet. Now that she was here, her mind gradually began to doubt whether there was life in this place.

In a dark world, a small candlelight moves aimlessly...

...

Slowly, there is light.

In the opposite direction of the dark red sun setting, there is a dim light. It should be morning. There is no purple air rising in the east, and the sun is not flourishing. The temperature rises slowly and the strong wind gradually subsides.

The wind and sand subsided, but the sky was greeted with ashes, and the white gloves made of metal silk were stained with a light twist.

The tassels on the back of the head are prone to ashes.

After searching for a long time, he took out a worn-out gray cloak that had not been used for a long time, put it on, and expertly tied the cloth hood tightly to cover his eyes. He looked like a necromancer wandering in the world of death. Bai Yujun always feels that this place is not as empty as it looks on the surface, and there is always a faint sense of threat lingering around.

step forward.

The dust accumulated on the ground has no insteps, leaving a long series of S-curved footprints behind...

Looking into the distance through the dark red twilight stars above the black clouds.

The whole world is dead, and the sun is dying. There is no water, no signs of life, and not even a single erupting volcano. It only means that the core of the world has already cooled down. Why did it die?

Walking alone for a long time...

The boots stopped.

The cloaked Bai Yujun stood on the edge of the cliff and looked out.

A rift with a width of about 1 mile and an invisible length is lying in front of you. It is not a natural terrain break, but was cut open by a powerful man with a sharp blade. Just one aftermath of the attack left tear marks on the ground, which could not be filled with ashes and wind and sand. There is a kind of fierce sword intent oppression when getting close.

Bai Yujun frowned.

Raise your hand to lift the mask and feel it carefully.

The pretty face suddenly appeared with dragon scales, the corners of the mouth showed fangs, and the throat roared like a wild beast!

"Roar……!"

The sword intent is very familiar, even unforgettable for a lifetime!

It has the same breath as the ancient sword on the Longmen plaque! It is even possible that the same sword!

In order to deal with a wild little white jellyfish who didn't know how many years later, he would stay behind and set up a killer move in the small world at any cost, trying to kill it all. Fortunately, there are too many variables in the world and he has not found any clues since he ascended. The dead world finds its residual sword intent.

The ancient sword bearer is powerful.

Countless years after a sword splits the rift, the killing sword still remains.

Bai Yujun felt that the world and the mystery of the death of the sun might soon be discovered. Many dragons came here, and the sword bearers of the Dragon Gate fought here. The death of the world is related to all participants, and both the dragons and the other party are responsible.

"What's the difference between a passion for destruction and evil spirits?"

In Bai's opinion,

The disasters in the ancient times were meaningless, not only the dragons perished, but also countless ordinary creatures.

Leap across the chasm.

He continued to walk forward without looking back, and let him keep the remaining sword intent.

Maybe in the future, a certain genius will accidentally step into the dark void, passing through this place and encountering a rift, surprised and lamented the tyrannical methods of the ancient gods, and envied his powerful power, it doesn't matter, Bai Yujun never expected other people or demons to sympathize with this dead world.

The best way to deal with them is to destroy them physically. Don't talk to people who are full of violence and narrow-mindedness. It's meaningless.

Walked far, far away...

He saw a gray mountain, split in two by the Almighty, like a split gourd.

Encountering a deep pit again, you don't need to guess to know that it was left by the ancient war.

The heavens and the earth endow some existences with powerful power, but they are destroyed by their ruthless indifference. Their minds are full of destruction and killing, which belongs to the retrogression of species, and their thoughts stay forever in the backward slave era and refuse to move forward. All exiled.

Night fell.

The temperature drops and the wind and dust rise again.

Bai Yujun hollowed out the boulder to create a small room with a chimney on the roof.

Block the hole and light a charcoal fire to cook meat and bone soup.

I recorded the traces of the battlefield with a pen in a small notebook with the help of the faint firelight. After calculation, I think that all the traces of the surrounding fights seem to be left by the holder of the ancient sword. Judging from the remaining traces everywhere, it may be a dragon that fought with it. Time After a long time, there is no other discovery.

Sometimes I really want to go back in time, but the environment is harsh, and losing consciousness is tantamount to suicide.

write write...

The tip of her nose moved, her face paled.

"Oops my soup! It's dry! I have to make it again!"

The stone house was in a hurry, washing the pot, pouring water, and re-boiling the soup.

In the middle of the night, the little figure pursed its lips to lick off the oil and water, wrapped itself in a blanket and warmed up by the fire, curled up and fell asleep...

Flying sand and rocks outside, howling wind...

Overnight.

Bai Yujun planned to climb up to the top of the nearby mountain that had been split into two parts to have a look. The ancients said that one could see far from a high stand, and one might find something when one climbed high and looked far away.

When I came to the top of the mountain, I accidentally found that there were traces of sharp claws on the rock surface, and I stretched out my small hand to simulate a dragon claw for comparison.

Almost identical, except that the paw prints are larger than their own dragon claws.

When the little hand caresses the paw print...

Blurred black-and-white video clips suddenly appear in the beautiful eyes, switching between reality and video frame by frame. There is a mighty dragon coiling on the top of the towering mountain.

The fiery red burning sky has a figure...

When looking at the blurred figure, there is a slight tingling sensation in the eyes.

It would be much easier to protect Lombok's nictitating membrane. He gritted his teeth and tried hard to see the phantom, but the scene suddenly disappeared, and he was dizzy and almost fell down the mountain.

Shaking his head, he opened the water bag and poured the sweet fairy spring.

Take a deep breath and a calming breath.

"It's the human race."

Touching the dragon's claw accidentally triggered backtracking. Although it was too blurry, he could still clearly see that the other party was a human man.

Ordinary mortals will inevitably forget the old hatred after a long time, but gods and monsters will not. add up.

For the sword-wielding slayer.

Even if Bai Yujun had nothing to do with that year, even if it was tens of thousands of years apart.

Being a dragon is a sin.