Pursuit of the Truth

boom!

Xuanwu mainland slammed a violent earthquake, holding up the basaltic beasts of this continent, under the sky, with the vibration of the mainland, above the basaltic continent, the sky was twisted, a huge crack, suddenly like an invisible The big sword was directly opened from nothingness, and there were countless lightnings roaring around, and under the spread of it, the crack cracked more and more.

At the same time, in the four realms of the three wilderness, in the fourth real world within the four real worlds, there are thousands of different meteorites floating in the vast starry sky, floating on each rock. Sitting on the knees is a monk.

These monks are very quiet, as if everyone is the same, because on their faces, all are gloomy, indifferent, with a sense of sin and slaughter that seems to be scattered from the bones.

Here, it is the mysterious fourth real world, which is not known to outsiders in the four real worlds... the spiritual realm! !

The mystery of this world, even its name, is only known to a small number of monks in the other three real worlds. People only know that there are four real worlds, but even those who have passed through the three real worlds It may not have come to this spiritual prison!

If you want to enter here, the difficulty is several times more difficult than entering the ruins of the source. Few people know why this is, but undoubtedly, the mysterious fourth real world is the other three true monks, often The words of concern.

All kinds of speculations, all kinds of rumors, it is difficult to distinguish between true and false.

At this moment, the thousands of monks meditate silently. Suddenly, in the starry sky in front of them, a sudden sound roared, and a huge crack was directly torn open. There was also lightning flashing inside. Under the roar, at the moment when the crack appeared, thousands of monks in the place opened their eyes one by one, revealing the indifference.

Especially in the forefront, a middle-aged man wearing a purple robe has a purple electro-optical reflection in his eyes. This person looks handsome. If Su Ming is here, then you can recognize it at a glance. Yes... There is an intersection with Su Ming in the fifth oven, and the fifth overseas guardian, Zilong lived halfway!

There is also an old man next to it. The old man is dressed in a blue robes, and his face is old, but there is a wave of repair beyond the purple dragon, which spreads out at the moment of his open eyes.

"Let's go." The old man glanced at the crack in the starry sky and faintly opened his mouth.

The Zilong real person immediately claimed that the current step jumped from the rock to the crack. Thousands of monks behind him flew out and turned into thousands of Changhong whistling and went straight to the crack.

At the end of the blue robe old man, the look calmly entered the crack.

At the same time, in the morning of the Tao, in the Baihu mainland, on the Zhuque mainland, at the same time in the middle of the sputum, there is a huge void, the two cracks are in the moment of being torn open, the lightning travel inside Open, running through... Yin Shengzhen, the real world of the Emperor!

In the sacred truth, a starry sky filled with cold, there is such a huge bronze ancient sword, as if it has just been dug out from the grave of the giant, the decay and coldness on it, like this The starry sky has resonated.

Compared with the thousands of people in the fourth real world, the number of Yin Shengzhen here is obviously too much. At first glance, the bronze swords here are not editable, and there are almost 100,000 each. There are dozens of monks on the ancient sword, making the number of monks here millions.

Such a great army may not be a real thing for a real world, but if you just visit another official seal of the real world and dispatch millions of monks, then this means... not good.

Especially on the 100,000 bronze ancient swords, there are dozens of people who have a lot of energy. Even two of them are old, and they are all under the skin. The decaying atmosphere is extremely rich, like the old face. The eyes can't open, but the pressure that is scattered on them is horrible, making the starry sky tremble.

There are also two old people next to them, standing down with an old man who is obviously a little younger. If the old man can see it, he will recognize it at a glance, it is... The ruins of the source ruins of the true sanctuary within the defensive power, the ultimate habitat that was let go!

This kind of power, standing there at the moment is like a younger generation, it can be seen how strong the two old guys who seem to be unable to open their eyes.

That is, after a few interest, a huge crack in the front starry sky is invisibly torn apart. When the lightning strikes inside, the crack expands and expands. No one speaks, but a bronze sword. However, it was painted Changhong, and at a very fast speed, all of a sudden, rushed to the crack.

It seems that if the speed is slow, it is impossible to step through the cracks into the morning, but at the moment when their pedestrians rush into the crack, a thunderous and fierce spread spreads. The layer light curtain appears directly in this crack, preventing a large number of ancient swords from entering.

But at this moment, the two old eyes were open to the old man, and at the same time they opened their eyes, revealing the green and fascinating eyes. The two raised their hands and waved forward directly. Earth-shattering, the light curtain suddenly twisted and shattered directly.

In the twinkling of an eye, a large number of bronze ancient swords all rushed into the cracks. In the blink of an eye, nearly 30,000 ancient swords stepped in, and the subsequent 70,000 ancient swords saw the moment of rushing in. Suddenly, the light curtain appeared again. This time, a face appeared on this light curtain.

It is a vicissitudes of life, and it looks like the old man in the morning and the ancestral hall of the Tao, the moon, the old and the old!

"The two old friends of Nether, there is nothing to do with the fire, there is always a solution, unless you are not willing to solve, and have a heart to launch a battle of the real world." From that face, slowly spread the vicissitudes of the voice .

That comes from the real world of Yin Sheng, the old man in the mouth of the old man, while at the same time screaming, but did not force to open the light curtain, and did not insist on asking the remaining 70,000 ancient swords to force into, but two The man’s sleeves smashed, and the old man who had guarded the ruins of the source of God had rolled forward and went straight to the light curtain, disappearing into it and disappearing.

The two of them are not really going to start the battle of the real world. All the previous things are just making appearances, expressing anger and determination.

At the same time, in the real world of the Emperor, this misty starry sky, with the fog rolling, there is a dragon, silently breaking the fog, is rapidly moving forward.

Looking into the distance, the fog is like the sea, and the dragons are like the giant beasts in the sea. The bursts of power are spreading. There are thousands of them. On each dragon, there is a monk sitting cross-legged. These monks are all over the body. It is full of strange dead air, but it is not absolute, but there is still life, but it can be seen from their own minds, not awkward, but a living monk.

The foremost one is obviously more than twice as large as the other dragons. It is two people sitting on the knees. These two men, one man and one woman, are handsome, dressed in black, wearing a high crown. Although the face is pale, but the eye of the eye is flashing, it is a bit of a compelling meaning.

Next to it, there is a woman sitting, this woman is expressionless, but the face is very beautiful, although sitting cross-legged, but still can see the graceful figure, she is wearing a purple dress, tied with her head The phoenix phoenix, the several hanging beads that fell, collided with each other, making a sound of jingling.

Despite the beauty, but the woman's face is expressionless, especially the bleak and numbness in the eyes, as if losing the soul, as if it is anything in this world, do not care.

Anyone who is familiar with this woman can hardly imagine that she was so many years ago that she was so strange, silver bell-like laughter, so full of happiness, and when she smiled, her eyes narrowed. The crescent moon, the revealing shackles, made the woman full of agility.

At that time, she was a carefree girl, full of wildness and full of rebelliousness. Because of her dissatisfaction with marriage, she secretly turned a stupid dragon and escaped from the realm of the Emperor. In the process, I accidentally stepped into a place that changed her life.

There, she met a man, a cold expression, but it made her want to provoke a man, a man who was surrounded by her, often to play, a ... let her happiness unconsciously The man who forgot about the marriage, one... let her end up, willing to block the man who attacked it! !

For thousands of years, for the mortal is the tenth life, you can forget all the past, but for the monk, although it is a long time, but it can not be forgotten, just hide all the beauty in the bottom of my heart, silently go recall.

For thousands of years, a monk can grow up, from happiness to today's death, faceless.

At that time, she was a small flower in the rain. The name of the flower was called 萱. She was still blooming in the rain, still happy and smiling, persistently waiting for the rain to appear in the sun.

Today, she may still be a flower in the rain, but this flower has lost her sunshine. She has no smile. She no longer blooms, but forgets the feeling of happiness. In the rain, she waits for no longer sunshine. But... withered.

She sat next to the handsome man, her numbness, and with the dragon below her body, she went straight to the starry sky in front, and a huge crack appeared at the moment, going to the morning, going to the one, making her unforgettable, let Her heart still has a stinging place in this numbness.

"Rain, after this entrance, it is the morning of the morning, the morning of the real world, even if you just woke up, but you will not forget... the more you do not want to come here, I will bring you My fiancee.

It is a pity that the man is no longer in the dead place, I don't know where to go. If I can find him, then I will invite him to participate in our wedding ceremony. "The handsome man turned around and smiled, looking at the woman, whispering openly -

Second, ask for a monthly pass! ! ! (To be continued. Please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better and faster!)