In Western Shu, why do people know about a mountain that people know about? Because if the person who comes here is either the owner of this place is a dead person, so the person who can walk out of this place so far is the owner of this place.
Strangely, someone stood on the mountain today.
The mountains are not high and there are no strange peaks. In short, it is a very ordinary mountain with no restrictions on it. It seems that what the owner wants is the ordinary mountains. There are the same mountains around it, and this mountain also looks extremely simple and normal, even if it is a twin brother of the surrounding mountains.
However, this extraordinary thing often happens in ordinary times, just today.
There are not many people in Western Shu, and there are people on the top of the mountain that are not ordinary, but they are definitely not abnormal.[
A bloody light wandered under the mountains, like a wisp of blue smoke. The bloody light was like flowing in the water, and with a soothing sound, it had circled the mountains for more than ten circles, and it seemed that it was not tired of such behavior.
The person standing on the mountain has a full breath, like a mummy hanging on the top of the mountain.
The blood-colored light was still wandering, as if she didn't want to rush up the top of the mountain so quickly.
But at this moment, a thick sound came, and the sound was very wide, but it was spread all over the mountains, but there was no sound outside the mountains.
"You fled China back then, but now you have come back. But I didn't expect you to become like this now." I sighed in my tone, as if I was looking at the bloody light with compassion, as if I was sympathetic to him.
The mountain wind blew, rolling up green leaves, bringing waves of green waves. The relaxed and pleasant scenery will naturally make people feel more relaxed and happy.
The autumn wind was bleak, with a hint of coldness. The clothes rolled up like a mummy figure, saw the mouth on the face hidden under the clothes still moving, and suddenly it was a little scary, but when I saw the face under the gray robe, I didn't feel that way.
There are a few strands of white hair on top of the black hair. After all, I have entered my old age.
The old man looked peaceful and smiled and moved his mouth, but his eyes were still flashing under his slightly narrowed eyes. I wonder what he was thinking?
"Can't you come back?" asked the old man in gray robe.
After this sentence, the bloody light on the mountainside shook in vain and then flew up, and after a moment, it appeared in front of the old man.
Bloody light looked at the old man silently, but the old man seemed not to look at the bloody light.
However, at this time, a treacherous voice came from the bloody light, "You are old."
"After all, people will grow old." The old man bit the word "human" very hard, as if reminding something.
"Hmph, when will I look for me?" The bloody light suddenly increased in vain, and a figure suddenly rushed out of the blood.
The old man smiled and turned to the blood-colored figure. Looking at the unseen figure in the blood-colored fog, the old man's smile became even stronger. The blood-colored figure said unhappily: "I hate your smile the most, maybe I should leave." The blood-colored figure turned around decisively, but the old man would not let the blood-colored figure go.
"Blood Demon." With a scream, the Blood Demon stopped, "What else should I say?" asked the Blood Demon.
"I know as soon as you appear in China." The old man smiled, "Although you have good cultivation now, you have finally fallen into the inferiority after all."
"What do you want to say?" The blood demon showed his hideous red and white eyes, and his breath increased at the same time. But that's the case. The old man seemed to stand there with no feeling, and his clothes had never changed at all.[
The hideous red and white eyes looked at the old man in shock, but the blood demon stood still. The blood light soared into the sky, and the momentum was rising steadily, but the old man smiled and clapped his palms and dispersed the blood light soaring into the sky.
"It's not good to let others see it." The old man shook his head slightly, as if he felt sorry for the blood demon's impulse to ignore the consequences.
"Why?" A sharp roar came from the bloody fog, bringing blood on the edge, like a wave of water.
The old man slapped his hand and seemed to be like an ordinary old man practicing Tai Chi. In the void, he smashed the blood-colored water waves and fell all over the ground.
The blood fell all over the ground, and a sound came from the sound. The old man's slightly narrowed eyes were also a little solemn, but the smile on the corner of his mouth became even stronger.
"You know it in your heart." The old man said lightly, "After reaching our level, the mixed blood in your body will only become an obstacle to your progress. Only by purifying it into the purest blood can you call it a peak powerhouse. But now you are not."
The Blood Demon was unwilling to accept that he was the bloody mist demon of the Golden Continent, consuming human blood every day. In the war between the Dragon Demon and the essence and blood of the Deep Prison, he sucked it like a fish in water, and was the party who benefited the most in the entire war. The endless blood gave the Blood Demon the pleasure of being in the bloody ocean.
However, facing this old man today, he suddenly realized that the cultivation level he was doing was so vulnerable.
The Blood Demon looked at the old man silently, and his previous fierce expression disappeared, as if he was thinking.
After a while, the Blood Demon suddenly spoke, "The whole of China can go to a few places where my blood is purified. A few of them are the Holy Spirit Tower of the Holy Clan, but now there are no more. Kunlun Tianchi, maybe I can die faster when I enter Tianchi. Then in the end, there is only the long-lost sea of blood left."
"So you still remember the past of Chinese adulthood." The old man said, then turned around and looked out of the mountains, with his hands behind him.
The blood demon sneered: "Life is the demon of China, and death is the ghost of China."
"This sentence touched me a little." The old man said jokingly.
The Blood Demon sterned again: "I already know why you asked me to come here?"
"It seems that no one in the West makes you stupid." The old man seemed a little stuffy, so he pulled off his robe, revealing the gorgeous clothes.
"Hmph, the Holy Son appeared in the West. You didn't tell me." The Blood Demon suddenly became excited, and his whole aura boiled again, like boiling blood.
The gray-white robe in the old man's hand had turned into pieces, and his eyes were calm and calm, unmoved, like Mount Tai.
After the old man took off his robe, the noble aura and majestic momentum on him finally emanated. This aura was something that few people in the world could possess. Under this aura, there was a bold ambition. His heart seemed to be able to hold the entire sky, not his mind, but also ambition.
"I didn't expect you to be the chief of the clan." The Blood Demon suddenly laughed, as if he was laughing at the most ridiculous thing in the world.
"It's funny?" The old man looked at the Blood Demon with a faint smile. An unknown aura suppressed the Blood Demon's heart. That aura was indeed not something that the Blood Demon could compete with.
"Isn't it funny?" The Blood Demon suppressed his mood and said pretending to be plain.
"Maybe." The old man seemed not to want to talk about these old past events, and then continued, "Since you know why I called you? Then I'm right."[
"Please." The blood demon now seems to be different from what Leng Xiaoran and others saw in the Golden Continent, and it seems to have a more human taste.
"Let's make a deal." The old man said, and this sentence made the blood demon's heart a little excited. "It's... it's the sea of blood." Although the blood demon had guessed it, he still wanted to confirm it again.
"Yes, I've already found a site for the Blood Sea." The old man's words immediately made the Blood Demon tremble all over his body and mind, and he said to himself: "The Blood Sea"
A hint of temptation appeared on the old man's goosebumps' face. Although the old man was not that old, his hair was gray and his face was full of wrinkles. It seemed that he had done some extremely tired work over the years.
"Okay" the Blood Demon agreed immediately, and did not ask the old man what he asked for.
"The place where the evil blood Shura was born is condensed, and the purest blood ocean in the world..." The blood demon suddenly looked up at the sky, and a roar seemed to reveal a hint of ecstasy.
...
The strange view of the Zheyun Mountains is already well known. Although the details are not clear, everyone in China talks about it.
The Zheyun Mountain Range is no longer the Zheyun Mountain Range before, and the power of the thunder tribulation is no more than that of the mortal world. In the moment of the thunder lightning, it seems to disperse and cover the entire Zheyun Mountain Range. The scorched earth, strange trees and various poisonous insects and miasma seem to dissipate in the face of the thunder tribulation.
The Zheyun Mountains ushered in rebirth. Although it is still scorched earth all over the mountains, if you look closely, you will find that the scorched earth is full of the breath of life. When you turn on the soft soil, you will find that the buds are ready to break the ground.
Leng Xiaoran left, and the three people around him had dispersed.
The parting is not about being reluctant to part with it, but just being affectionate. Leng Xiaoran's eyes were cold and she seemed to have not seen it.
...
The autumn is clear and refreshing, the red leaves and yellow leaves fallen flowers, and the desolate atmosphere seems to be spreading. The vicissitudes of life make the ancient trees look a little old, but they rise up vigorously and powerfully, just like a father's arm.
Alone was a little lonely, walking under the withered and yellow branches and leaves, accompanied by the sound of Zlazla stepping on the branches and leaves, just like the sound of Zlazla coming from the decaying gate.
The faint blue aura seemed to be infected by the desolation around it, and the blue seemed to fade away and spread towards the bitter color. At this time, Leng Xiaoran didn't know where he went? It seemed that he would walk there wherever there was a road, but the road would only happen if he walked too much, so there would inevitably be people where there was a road.
Although passers-by were amazed at Leng Xiaoran's uniqueness, they looked at the cold and lonely aura of Leng Xiaoran, although they were a little afraid, but they did not resist much. "This sentence touched me a little." The old man said jokingly.
The Blood Demon sterned again: "I already know why you asked me to come here?"
"It seems that no one in the West makes you stupid." The old man seemed a little stuffy, so he pulled off his robe, revealing the gorgeous clothes.
"Hmph, the Holy Son appeared in the West. You didn't tell me." The Blood Demon suddenly became excited, and his whole aura boiled again, like boiling blood.
The gray-white robe in the old man's hand had turned into pieces, and his eyes were calm and calm, unmoved, like Mount Tai.
After the old man took off his robe, the noble aura and majestic momentum on him finally emanated. This aura was something that few people in the world could possess. Under this aura, there was a bold ambition. His heart seemed to be able to hold the entire sky, not his mind, but also ambition.
"I didn't expect you to be the chief of the clan." The Blood Demon suddenly laughed, as if he was laughing at the most ridiculous thing in the world.
"It's funny?" The old man looked at the Blood Demon with a faint smile. An unknown aura suppressed the Blood Demon's heart. That aura was indeed not something that the Blood Demon could compete with.
"Isn't it funny?" The Blood Demon suppressed his mood and said pretending to be plain.
"Maybe." The old man seemed not to want to talk about these old past events, and then continued, "Since you know why I called you? Then I'm right."
"Please." The blood demon now seems to be different from what Leng Xiaoran and others saw in the Golden Continent, and it seems to have a more human taste.
"Let's make a deal." The old man said, and this sentence made the blood demon's heart a little excited. "It's... it's the sea of blood." Although the blood demon had guessed it, he still wanted to confirm it again.
"Yes, I've already found a site for the Blood Sea." The old man's words immediately made the Blood Demon tremble all over his body and mind, and he said to himself: "The Blood Sea"
A hint of temptation appeared on the old man's goosebumps' face. Although the old man was not that old, his hair was gray and his face was full of wrinkles. It seemed that he had done some extremely tired work over the years.
"Okay" the Blood Demon agreed immediately, and did not ask the old man what he asked for.
"The place where the evil blood Shura was born is condensed, and the purest blood ocean in the world..." The blood demon suddenly looked up at the sky, and a roar seemed to reveal a hint of ecstasy.
...
The strange view of the Zheyun Mountains is already well known. Although the details are not clear, everyone in China talks about it.
The Zheyun Mountain Range is no longer the Zheyun Mountain Range before, and the power of the thunder tribulation is no more than that of the mortal world. In the moment of the thunder lightning, it seems to disperse and cover the entire Zheyun Mountain Range. The scorched earth, strange trees and various poisonous insects and miasma seem to dissipate in the face of the thunder tribulation.
The Zheyun Mountains ushered in rebirth. Although it is still scorched earth all over the mountains, if you look closely, you will find that the scorched earth is full of the breath of life. When you turn on the soft soil, you will find that the buds are ready to break the ground.
Leng Xiaoran left, and the three people around him had dispersed.
The parting is not about being reluctant to part with it, but just being affectionate. Leng Xiaoran's eyes were cold and she seemed to have not seen it.
...
The autumn is clear and refreshing, the red leaves and yellow leaves fallen flowers, and the desolate atmosphere seems to be spreading. The vicissitudes of life make the ancient trees look a little old, but they rise up vigorously and powerfully, just like a father's arm.
Alone was a little lonely, walking under the withered and yellow branches and leaves, accompanied by the sound of Zlazla stepping on the branches and leaves, just like the sound of Zlazla coming from the decaying gate.
The faint blue aura seemed to be infected by the desolation around it, and the blue seemed to fade away and spread towards the bitter color. At this time, Leng Xiaoran didn't know where he went? It seemed that he would walk there wherever there was a road, but the road would only happen if he walked too much, so there would inevitably be people where there was a road.
Although passers-by were amazed at Leng Xiaoran's uniqueness, they looked at the cold and lonely aura of Leng Xiaoran, although they were a little afraid, but they did not resist much.