"Mother, mother...is it true that she is not dead?"
Qin Nan half-knelt in the air, tears streaming down his face, and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably.
Qin Shou's words once again ignited the weakest place in his heart.
No one knows that he spent countless days and nights crying alone, paying homage to his mother alone.
Memories of childhood came to mind, and Qin Nan burst into tears.
"Mom, Brother Nan is crying again?"
"Haha... Nan'er, be good. Nan'er is a upright little man. When you grow up, you must remember to protect your mother."
"Hahaha...Mom, look, Brother Nan's nose is filled with bubbles."
…
This is a warm picture cherished in Qin Nan’s memory.
The void gradually returned to calm, and the vast ocean below was shrouded in thick fog, but the blood in the water in every sea area dissipated.
Lao Niu and other ancient true spirits could only wait quietly in the air.
They didn't dare to come forward and disturb him.
This kind of pain that touches the depths of the soul can only be understood by those who have experienced it.
Lao Niu stared at Qin Nan, his eyes couldn't help but ripples.
There is also a past event buried in his heart, but he dare not recall it easily.
In order to prevent himself from falling into endless regrets and memories, Lao Niu even used secret techniques to forcibly seal this memory.
Qin Nan's soul was still at the peak of the late stage of the Divine Transformation Realm. He didn't have Lao Niu's methods and could only rely on himself to recover.
Time passes minute by minute.
I don’t know how long it took, but the void of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers returned to peace.
Qin Nan raised his face in the cold wind, with tears still in his eyes and tear stains on both sides of his face.
He raised his head, looked dreamily into the deep sky, and murmured to himself:
"Shuang'er, did you hear that? My father said that my mother is not dead yet!"
The name "Shuang'er" was buried deep in his heart and he never dared to mention it easily.
Back then, Shuang'er revived a mysterious power in her body, and was extradited to the legendary ancient world by the old ape using shocking means.
Since then, he has relied on Shuang'er's back-up skills to survive many life-and-death crises.
After three life-and-death crises, he severed any contact with Shuang'er.
"Xiao Nanzi, the world is far bigger than you and I imagine. Believe me, as long as you are strong enough, you can make even these dead souls reborn!"
The old cow came through the air.
He grinned widely, leaned down, and patted Qin Nan's shoulder.
A man and a cow looked at each other, and Qin Nan couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"Old Niu, thank you very much!"
The burning flames in Qin Nan's spiritual eyes burned away the tears and covered up the traces of tears.
He tried his best to calm down, stood up and looked at Tianlong World. No, it was the vast void in front of him.
Tianlong and Sword Master merge into one, this is just his first step!
Next, he will not only embark on the road to bury the immortal, but also find the Dao Spirit of Tianlong World, kill it, and then return to Dao Qianqian's dojo with the latter's original power to awaken Dao Qianqian.
Finally, he can leave here with peace of mind and go to the ancient world.
"Why don't you see Senior Huangfu?"
Qin Nan looked around with doubts in his eyes.
The old cow's eyes were stunned, and then he sighed:
"While you were immersed in the past, he left! He said: He will protect the Sword Lord forever and guard this homeland!"
"Senior Huangfu!"
Qin Nan looked at the mountains and rivers of Jiuzhou, the Sword Master, and bowed in worship.
Then, he stopped staying and turned into a stream of light, flying straight towards the Immortal Burial Mountain.
Lao Niu, Lao Zhu, Xuanyuan Feng and other ancient true spirits also followed closely behind.
Rumble!
Not long after everyone left, the Blood Puppet King deep in the vast ocean suddenly moved.
He stepped out with sharp blood-colored claws and danced wildly, before his huge blood-colored body sank directly into the seabed.
Not long after, mountains and rivers grew up in this vast sea, and they were endless, with rivers intertwining between the mountains and rivers. From then on, this place became a holy land for cultivation in the new world.
But this is only for Sword Master monks.
If Brother Tianlong got here, he would have a narrow escape from death.
The void shook, and several streaks of light cut through the void, traversing tens of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, arriving directly in front of the Immortal Burial Mountain.
"Xiao Nanzi, why don't you kill that Blood Puppet King together?"
Qin Nan walked out of the void first.
Lao Niu and other ancient demon spirits followed closely behind.
Qin Nan stared at the towering mountain in front of him and said in a deep voice:
"That Blood Puppet King is the result of the obsession of tens of millions of monks in the Sword Master Continent. It will never harm any Sword Master monk. As for the Tianlong monk, it will kill him with a wisp. Keep him.
It can ensure that the creatures in the mountains and rivers of Sword Master Jiuzhou are protected from slaughter."
"I see!"
Lao Niu looked at Qin Nan, with a hint of approval in his eyes.
The current Qin Nan is no longer the stupid boy he used to be.
"This mountain is full of weirdness. As soon as we step into it, we will lose all our spells in an instant. Therefore, we must be careful."
Qin Nan's voice was heavy.
He has visited here before, so he naturally knows how weird it is.
"Let's go!"
Qin Nan stepped forward, and in the next moment he felt a terrifying power that could destroy the world and destroy the world upon him.
His physical strength has also reached the early stage of the Divine Transformation Realm, so he is still walking on flat ground in the mountains.
He climbed vertically and horizontally, like a monkey, with a horse in front of him. In a dozen breaths, he had already climbed thousands of meters, and his body had already submerged deep into the clouds.
Immortal Burial Mountain connects heaven and earth and can even isolate the consciousness. Therefore, even Lao Niu and other ancient true spirits cannot detect the specific height of this mountain.
"Huntian Golden Body! Charge!"
The old cow roared angrily.
He accelerated suddenly, and when his feet were in the air, terrifying energy erupted from all over his body. He made dozens of dodges and leaps, and followed Qin Nan, sinking deep into the clouds.
Lao Zhu, Xuanyuan Feng and other ancient true spirits also showed their magical powers.
Each of them had extraordinary origins, and their physical strength was naturally very strong. Each of them exploded with energy and rushed into the clouds on the Immortal Burial Mountain.
puff!
"careful!"
Suddenly the old cow's exclamation came from ahead.
Before Lao Zhu, Xuanyuan Feng, Golden Holy Lion, White Dragon Elephant and Golden Winged Dapeng had time to react, they were knocked down by violent impacts. Their internal organs were violently shaken, and they all couldn't help but spurt out large mouthfuls of blood.
"This, this is the cloud beast!"
"Impossible! How could Izumon be born in this small world!"
"In a world of 100,000 square meters, cloud beasts can only be born in the clouds of the ancient world. This is just a small world. Why can such bloodthirsty monsters be born?"
…
After Lao Zhu, Xuanyuan Feng and other ancient true spirits stabilized their bodies.
They looked around, and the first thing they saw was a terrifying monster with red hair. Its head was as big as a ball, its eyes were red, and its skin was dark. At first glance, it looked like an ape, but there were growths under its jaws.
Two three-meter-long black fangs.
These monster beasts have a pair of white wings as thin as cicada wings growing on their backs. They come and go like the wind and are very ferocious.
As soon as they stabilized their bodies, they were attacked by dozens or hundreds of cloud beasts.