Royal Road Qingtian

The old man stood up and led Zuo Xiaoduo forward.

Finally came to a tombstone.

This tombstone is obvious but different from the previous ones. There are no names and photos on it, only numbers.

"Star Soul Demon Lord thirty-six, one!"

From one to thirty-six, a lot.

The old man's face became gloomy visible to the naked eye.

Here, none of my team is left.

Wine jars flew up into the sky, and countless wines poured down from mid-air like waterfalls.

"Old brothers, I'm here to see you." The old man said softly.

A jar of wine came out casually, as if they were ordered to do so, each of them went to a tombstone, opened it automatically, and poured it out by itself. Thirty-six graves, like a mountain torrent, poured down.

The old man sat in front of the tombstone, motionless for a long time, with his eyes closed.

That battle back then...

The Wumeng has produced a peerless talent similar to the current kid, and he secretly dispatched the four major demon lords to kill him in the Wumeng's interior.

However, this child is guarded by the soul clone of the Great Ice Witch.

As a result, the Ice Dark Witch and the Raging Fire Witch shot together, and he brought his magic army to meet them; after a round of hard work, after finally meeting them, Fang was lucky, and the Flood Witch suddenly appeared again, and the death was imminent. ...

That battle... the Thousand Souls Nightmare Hammer flew directly above his head, smashing the sun and the moon into darkness, and the world was miserable. The thirty-six demon lords who served in the battle died one after another, and twelve of them died. In the end, he was also seriously injured. At the moment when it was about to perish, the remaining 24 people joined hands to encircle, blew themselves up in a group, and sacrificed their lives to temporarily trap the flood witch, only to blow up a way out for the dying self.

Until now, sitting in front of the tombstone, I seem to be able to hear the desperate cries of the thirty-six brothers.

"Boss! Let's go!"

"If you don't go, we brothers, we will die with peace!"

In the end, that group of mushroom clouds huddled together seemed to be still in front of my eyes...

In the old man's eyes, two lines of tears trickled down.

Flood, oh flood, I know that you have a long-term vision, and what you aim for is only diligence and supremacy.

But... Although I know it, I can't fulfill your wish...

Because at that time, our first consideration was survival, not supremacy!

Flood, although you have reasons, your reasons, but the old man still chooses to be at odds with you.

In this life, you and I, only one can survive!

My brothers are waiting for me, and they are waiting for you!

"clank!"

From the old man's ring, there was the hissing sound of the artifact being rubbed in its sheath. It seemed that the artifact smelled of blood, and he could not wait to get out of the sheath and fight again!

The old man stroked the ring silently, and finally disappeared unwillingly.

"Don't worry, one day, I will take you out of the scabbard, and kill the Wumeng to the point of blood red, and kill Hongshui to be in a mess!"

The old man spoke softly, as if comforting a child, his voice was soft and gentle, but the evil spirit almost condensed into substance.

"There will always be a day when I... can rest assured and have no scruples... don't worry, wait a little longer, it will be here soon."

The old man glanced sideways at Zuo Xiaoduo, and there was a trace of expectation in the depths of his eyes.

I said silently in my heart: "Brothers, don't worry, I'm coming soon, or the flood is about to accompany you... When my grandson grows up, he doesn't need to reach the peak, as long as he reaches the level of the king, he will be my grandson." Let go of everything, it's time for the final battle."

"At that time, we will fight against the flood and avenge you!"

He stood up with a hunched body, and led Zuo Xiaoduo along the way.

In the forest of tombs, he walked forward with his hands behind his back, his eyes were gloomy, but his own aura was hidden and unrevealed, just like a belated old general reviewing the mighty army that had followed him through countless battles!

Zuo Xiaoduo quietly followed behind, and at some point, he no longer had the intention of running away.

The atmosphere here, the solemnity here, made his heart seem to have been sublimated, an unprecedented sublimation.

Even the whole soul is cleansed a little because of this.

Just look at the tombs row by row, slowly look at the past, those strange names, those young faces, row by row, and occasionally pull out grass when you see it, everything is natural and logical.

Occasionally, someone would come towards them, and then quietly turn sideways to make way for each other. During the whole process, they didn't say a word or hear a sound.

Gradually, the old man followed Zuo Xiaoduo, step by step.

Zuo Xiaoduo wandered around the cemetery for two full days and two nights.

finally.

The old man said: "Go out. Even if you go on for another twenty years, you may not be able to see it all."

Zuo Xiaoduo looked back in a daze, looking at the neat tombstones, it seemed that all the bloody warriors were smiling at him and calling their names.

"Zuo Xiaoduo, fight!"

fight!

Zuo Xiaoduo suddenly clenched his fists tightly, condensing his anger in his hands, showing his fighting spirit.

The old man said indifferently: "When you are feeling sorry for the New Year, they have no chance to celebrate the New Year, never again."

Zuo Xiaoduo was silent, and then, feeling his body sway, he rose into the air and left the cemetery in a hurry.

The old man brought Zuo Xiaoduo to the cemetery. During the whole process, except for the introduction at the beginning, he almost didn't say a word in the end, saying nothing.

What reason, what perception, what thoughts, what...all of them, they didn't say anything.

But Zuo Xiaoduo knew very well in his heart, and he was very sure that he had gained a lot by coming this time!

This harvest is spiritual and spiritual. Although it cannot be transformed into material or even cultivation for the time being, it has far-reaching significance.

At least for now, I no longer have the impetuousness I had before.

And... the kind of incomprehension, disrespect, or... don't understand that lingered in my heart before.

Just by looking at this cemetery, one can see how the comfort in the rear came about.

Zuo Xiaoduo even felt that everyone in the rear should come here to have a look and purify.

Purify, those who have already been stained by money, fat, power and beauty, should be human hearts!

It shouldn't be as numb or even impatient as it is now. It's okay to be materialistic, but you can't ignore where it all comes from.

Without these continuous tombstones, how can there be today's materialistic desires?

Only those who have been here, those who have seen all this, will feel so heartbroken when they go back and see those insensitive. That's why... I feel worthless for the heroic souls.

The next moment, the wind was buzzing.

Already in mid-air, mountains and rivers pass by in a flash.

In front of him, there appeared a majestic pass that could be called a 'spectacle'!

Ever since Zuo Xiaoduo was sensible, and ever since he had a memory, the words "Sun Moon Pass" have long been deeply rooted in his heart and imprinted in his mind.

During the years of school, there are too many traces of the handwriting of the Sun Moon Pass on every book!

Countless epic stories are familiar to everyone, and the names of countless heroes are connected with these three words.

But Zuo Xiaoduo saw the legendary Sun Moon Pass for the first time, but he knew it at the first sight.

This is, the Sun Moon Pass!

This must also be, the Sun Moon Pass!

In the whole world, only here is worthy of this name!

I saw an endless pass, a hundred feet high, standing on the mountain, the whole body exuding a color like an antique being played with, stretching between the sky and the earth, with no end in sight.

It is said that it is the Great Wall, but it is not, because the inside is very wide and can accommodate countless people.

Rather than saying it is the Great Wall, it is better to say that it is a big city tens of thousands of meters wide and a million miles long!

This is the Sun Moon Pass!

This is the legendary Sun Moon City!

Before the pass, there is still a bloody battle, more than one place is in a bloody battle!

In front of the pass are lofty mountains, endless ravines, and extremely complex and difficult-to-recognize terrain!

Even the entire front of the pass, the endless land, all showed the same color tone as the city wall of the Sun Moon Pass.

As a martial artist, he didn't even need to get too close, Zuo Xiaoduo could recognize it at a glance, it was the color of dried blood.

I don't know how much blood is needed to render such a color, probably only that kind... Batch after batch, generation after generation... The front ones are dry, and the back ones are sprayed on...

Constant splashing, constant drying, and constant cleaning. At the end of cleaning, it can no longer be cleaned, and the heavy sense of time will be lost after cleaning.

"This... how much blood is needed... to..."

Zuo Xiaoduo looked outside the pass, and as far as he could see, there were thousands of miles of such colors, and he couldn't help being shocked.

The old man stood in the air, looked at the vast land, and said coldly: "As far as what you can see now, and the covered land that you can't see...all are battlefields, stretching for countless The battlefield of the years!"

"Since the Sun Moon Gate was connected with the heroic souls of the stars to solidify it for eternity, whether it is the city wall or the battlefield over there, the complete landscape belongs to... and cannot be destroyed!"

"To this day, at least the level of a great witch, and at least the level of a heavenly king, can stir up the wind and clouds in this land. Ordinary flying warriors, fighting here, even a little dust... can hardly be splashed."

"Every day, even when the war is the most peaceful... there are tens of thousands of fighters fighting each other on this battlefield, endlessly. The killers and hunters of their respective armies are wandering in this land."

"Actually, there are only three outcomes for discovering the enemy, either being killed, or killing, or both perishing. Basically, there is no such thing as both sides being hurt and each retreating."

"Life, in this place..."

With one finger, the old man covered everything in front of him, and said flatly, "It's just like dust."

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