Kingdom of Night.
Outside the royal capital.
As soon as Qianye left the city gate, he saw thousands of horses galloping in the distance, filled with wind and smoke, with great momentum, and they were rushing towards here.
The first person.
A green horse in silver armor, a sword hanging from his waist, and a girl in his arms, he looks so heroic!
It’s Gu Han!
"Mr. Gu?"
Ye Junyi's eyes lit up.
"..."
Qianye said nothing. Seeing her envious eyes, he subconsciously looked around.
Don't talk about horses.
There was not even a four-legged creature, so I had to give up the idea of ​​riding a horse to hug my girl.
I saw that the two of them were fine.
Gu Hancai secretly breathed a sigh of relief, got off his horse, and after some conversation, he learned the whole story.
"died?"
Hearing that Mu Qianhua died in Qianye's hands, he was a little surprised, but also felt doubly sad.
"Really?"
Leng Meizi thought about it and felt a little unsafe, so she wanted to go and see for herself.
"master……"
Shumiaozi jumped off Lao Liao's horse and came closer.
"Are you Ashu?"
Ye Junyi felt a little distressed when she saw its swollen little face, "What's wrong with your face?"
"Sister Ye!"
Shumiaozi also recognized her, hugged her and cried in grievance, "I...it hurts so much!"
Qianye was too lazy to pay attention to it.
"I always feel like that."
He looked into the distance and said worriedly, "This time, things won't be so simple..."
The words have not yet fallen.
The sky suddenly became pitch black.
Not only that.
not far away.
Whether it was Lao Liao, tens of thousands of heavily armored cavalry, or even the war horses under their crotches, they suddenly aged at a jaw-dropping speed!
Just a moment.
His hair was gray, he was old, his breath was gone, and he was already on his deathbed.
broken!
Gu Han's heart suddenly sank, and he didn't understand what was going on with this sudden change.
"old
Liao..."
The words are not finished yet.
A ray of dawn breaks through the sky, the rising sun rises in the east, everything grows, sweeping away the previous silence.
not far away.
Lao Liao and the tens of thousands of cavalrymen also seemed to have reversed the years, and they were strangely rejuvenated and regained their youth again!
Gu Han didn't wait for him to continue speaking.
The green grass underfoot turned from green to yellow, and Lao Liao and the others became older again.
Such is the birth and death of withering and prosperity.
It has been rotated four times in an instant!
"The old man has taken action!"
Qianye's expression was solemn, even with his knowledge and knowledge, he couldn't understand the old Taoist methods at all.
"The years turn around."
"Wither and prosperity come and go."
"All in one thought?"
"Is this the true strength of the old Taoist?"
…
It's not far from the king.
On the top of a mountain, Gu Tian looked at the scene of the passing of time in front of him, his face was extremely solemn. Just as he was about to leave to find Gu Han, his body suddenly stagnated, and the look of struggle and pain kept flashing in his eyes!
boom!
boom!
As if to relieve the pain, and to stay awake, he punched the mountain wall in front of him with one punch after another. His hands were dripping with blood and his bones were faintly exposed, but he still did not stop.
Take a closer look.
During the struggle, his face changed faintly, and there was actually a shadow of Fu Shengke!
…
After the Taoist temple.
Between the decay and prosperity of all things, mysterious and powerful forces gathered together and fell on Fushengke.
The green clothes rippled.
Fushengke's figure instantly became slightly distorted, and the tip of his hair quickly turned from black to gray, and from gray to white.
Stare at the old man.
A hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes.
"Withering and prosperity, dreams and emptiness, an era is one year."
"The Rise and Fall of the Eighties."
"Why did you only rotate four times? Compared with your peak, it's a bit far behind."
In front of the grave.
The old Taoist panted and looked at him with red eyes without saying a word. He deliberately wanted to take five turns, but it was difficult to mobilize the slightest strength.
"Pity."
Fu Shengke shook his head, feeling a little regretful, "If there were ten eras of cyclic power, maybe I could destroy my Dharmakaya."
The voice fell.
Everything came to life in his eyes, and the speed of rotation was more than ten times faster in an instant. A trace of power filled the air, and there was a tendency to assimilate the power of the era in his body!
Take one step forward.
Bang!
The old man's grave exploded on the spot!
"Fellow Taoist Huangliang."
To be continued...