Ruins of the past

Shuzhou, Jinrong Mansion.

Within the city, panic, fear, and terror spread like a plague.

The Son of Emperor Tian took a deep breath, and large pieces of flesh and blood poured into his mouth like a torrent, accompanied by a yellow storm.

Zhang Xinhui and Mi Siri then guarded Huang Tian's son, smiling as they watched each other eat.

Zhang Xinhui's eyes were full of obsession and admiration: "What a perfect state this is. Whether it's a human... or a demon... in front of such a perfect life, it should only be food." ’

In the distance, a little girl was standing there blankly. She watched her mother's figure explode in front of her, and then she herself also turned into a ball of blood mist in the storm.

When Zhang Xinhui saw this scene, he suddenly frowned slightly, and some pictures seemed to flash through his mind.

"Go and ask the people outside the city what the refugees want? They just want to have a full meal. They just want a piece of land to feed themselves."

Zhang Xinhui covered his head, his eyes fluctuating slightly.

"I also think that one day I will become a successful person and be able to govern the country and bring peace to the people..."

"Um……"

Zhang Xinhui gritted his teeth slightly and tried to suppress the waves in his mind.

But the next moment, he suddenly opened his mouth and vomited, and Dao Xuanhuang Qi turned into a raging angry dragon and rushed directly towards the son of Emperor Tian who was eating.

Mi Siri instantly stood in front of Huang Tian's son, smashed the incoming Xuanhuang Qi with one claw, glared at Zhang Xinhui and said, "What are you doing?"

The Son of Emperor Tian looked over indifferently.

Zhang Xinhui immediately knelt on the ground and said with sincerity and fear: "I'm sorry, sir, it seems that some memories of my past life have affected me."

The son of Emperor Tian said coldly: "Remember, there will be no next time."

Zhang Xinhui slammed his hammer on the ground and said loudly: "I understand, I will never make such a mistake again."

The next moment, Zhang Xihui was slightly startled. He found water droplets falling on the ground.

But the son of Emperor Tian no longer looked at him. Instead, he turned his head and looked to the other side, with a sinister smile on his lips: "Are you observing me?"

A torrent of flames suddenly erupted from his body.

boom!

I saw huge holes and pipes growing out of the back of Huangtian's Son, from which flames like a volcanic eruption shot out.

boom! boom! boom!

Streams of flames spread directly over a distance of hundreds of meters, turning the surrounding streets into a sea of ​​flames.

Driven by the flames, Huang Tian's son suddenly stepped out and nailed himself to the spot.

The ground under his feet was shattered layer by layer under the huge force, and his whole flesh and blood began to tremble slightly.

The eyes of the Son of Emperor Tian shrank violently, and he directly locked onto several Taoist Martial Gods thousands of meters away.

And just before the Son of Emperor Tian changed his form.

Thousands of meters away, a total of six Taoist martial gods, including Zhong Shan'e, Fei Yi, Ci Ri, and Jin Hailong, were hiding on a tower, secretly observing the location of the son of Emperor Tian.

In some more secret corners, Juno and Li Yaofeng were also observing the son of Emperor Tian who had made a huge commotion.

Zhong Shan'e said coldly: "If what Li Yaofeng said is true, then the combat power of Emperor Tian's son must not be underestimated. If it seems that we are no match, then we still have to..."

boom!

Streams of flames soared into the sky.

The violent shock wave pushed the son of Huangtian behind him.

accelerate! accelerate! accelerate!

Under crazy acceleration, he covered a distance of several thousand meters in an instant.

Wherever it passed, the shock wave was like a knife, splitting streets, houses, courtyards, and city walls in two.

But when the son of Emperor Tian appeared behind Zhong Shan'e, Zhong Shan'e felt a sharp pain in his legs.

Zhong Shan'e roared wildly, and the demon-slaying knife brought out thunder and light and stabbed the son of Huangtian.

"run!"

The Dao Martial Gods around them paused for a moment, and there was a sudden explosion under their feet.

As the ground shattered, the remaining five martial gods shot out in all directions and disappeared almost instantly.

Faced with this scene, Huangtian's son opened his mouth and laughed.

"People...are really interesting."

…

In the ghost realm.

Chu Qiguang was slightly startled when he heard the voice from Jiutian Old Immortal.

"You...are calling me?"

What the other party said the next moment surprised him even more.

"Chu Qiguang, that female ghost of yours is about to pull you out of this ghost realm, so I will make the story short."

All along, Chu Qiguang's judgment on the scene in the ghost realm was based on Li Chunyi's memory.

In his opinion, the altar, sacrificial vessels, rituals and the voice of the Nine Heavens Immortal in front of him should all be memory scenes reproduced in the ghost realm.

But now the Jiutian Old Immortal in this 'memory' is not only talking to him, but he even knows the current situation inside and outside the ghost world.

Chu Qiguang said in a deep voice: "Who are you? Why do you know me?"

The Nine Heavens Old Immortal hummed and said curiously: "You... don't remember?"

Chu Qiguang wondered: "What should I remember?"

The Nine Heavens Old Immortal chuckled: "Interesting, interesting, you can also make mistakes?"

Suddenly his voice sank again: "Well... maybe it's not a mistake? But it's intentional?"

"No wonder, it turns out to be like this..."

"But what the heck, it's more interesting anyway."

"I said Chu Qiguang, although I don't know what your plan is, I can help you. Don't you know a lot about the current situation in the world?"

Hearing the other party's question, Chu Qiguang was on alert. He had witnessed with his own eyes the whole process of Li Chunyi being tricked into a grave ghost by the other party.

‘If the other party hadn’t thought I should remember something before, I’m afraid he wouldn’t have revealed so much information right away. ’

Although he was wary in his heart, Chu Qiguang on the surface said with an innocent and curious face: "What should I know?"

"For example, the biggest crisis on your planet... Mo Ran and Huang Tian? Or is it the source of the great Mo Ran? Or is it the concern of some old friends?"

"Or the layout of Taoist Master Xuanyuan? The whereabouts of the escaped Buddhas? The whereabouts of the Holy Emperor's 'Trace'? The whereabouts of the Buddha? The condition of the ancient dragon? The fate of the seekers? And the whereabouts of the four great sutra kings?"

"More like...how did you get here?"

Chu Qiguang casually probed: "Didn't the "Secret Book of Purple Mansion" sent to me by the four great sutra kings merged into one?"

…

In the battle of Shuzhou, the number of deaths of powerful Taoists: 5

…

Jiutian Old Immortal laughed when he heard this. He seemed to have seen through Chu Qiguang's probing intention, but he didn't care at all. He just said casually: "I understand, what "Secret of the Purple Mansion" changes is your position in time. Rather than distance in space.”

"So do you understand? "Secret of the Purple Mansion" only sends you from the future to the past, but it does not send you from the earth to this planet."

I’ll update one chapter first, and I’ll update the rest after writing it.