Overshadowing the Sky: Empress Proud of the World

In the depths of the Shenyao Gate, there are many antique buildings, pavilions, towers and pavilions, all of which are painted in emerald green. It looks full of vitality, and there is a strong fragrance of medicine in the air.

But as far as the eye can see, it is bleak, full of broken walls and dilapidated buildings.

The pavilions collapsed, the pavilions were half-destroyed, and the countless magic circles were dimmed. The god islands that were originally floating in the air split into several pieces and fell to the ground.

However, there are still a few divine islands floating in the air, surrounded by fairy mist, and the silver-white fairy waterfall hangs down from the sky, falling into the mirror-like secluded pool, splashing water, and we can vaguely see the prosperity of the Shenyaomen in the past.

The Shenyao Sect was one of the great forces famous in the Eastern Wasteland in the past.

It was jointly established by four ancient sages. They studied the way of medicine intensively. The herbs they planted, the pills they refined, and the wine they brewed were of the highest quality.

Every certain year, under the auspices of the Shenyao Sect, the medicine city will hold an auction regularly to sell various rare and precious medicines, and there are many rare ones brought out from the fairy soil, attracting the forces of the Five Realms. Gather together to compete for rare treasures, known as the grand event of the medicine capital.

Ye Nan stopped, her watery eyes quietly looked at a section of the wall in front of her, on which was inscribed a poem, the writing was vigorous, wanton and free and easy, she recited it softly.

"The fragrance of the medicine is strong, and the rainbow is myriad. You can't drink it all, and the wine in the cup is full of the fragrance of the medicine garden.

Stop chopsticks singing, ask Cailuan to go back, lying drunk and lying with thousands of phantoms.Unfinished, noisy and stop. "

In just 42 words, the grand scene of the old medicine capital emerges one by one, handsome and fresh, wanton and free and easy. I think this person is also a literary genius who likes things in the cup, but can fight wine and write hundreds of poems.

But the place where the signature was signed is no longer visible, and that part of the wall has turned into a pile of rubble, scattered around the broken wall.

Ye Nan doesn't hate literati, but she doesn't like them much either.

After all, if it weren't for those few literati who accidentally discovered that they were boating on the lake, and their hundreds of poems had been circulated, attracting many romantic talents to come here, my life in Qizhou Shuize would be much more comfortable.

But this situation still evoked some different emotions in her heart.

Ye Nan's fingertips flowed with celestial brilliance, shining brightly. She used her fingers as a pen to draw lightly in the air, and then turned around lightly, her blue hair flying, leaving behind a faint fragrance.

In the blank part of the broken wall, there are a few more lines of smart and beautiful handwriting, floating like floating clouds and astonishing as a dragon.

"The past is gone, and the world of mortals is scattered. The way is unknown, and the thoughts of relying on Lu, Yinpu flowing wine is full of fragrance in the city.

Come now, the ruined walls connect the four fields, and there is no words to stand by the wall.The clouds stop and the moon falls, the hatred persists. "

This is the third time she has witnessed the destruction of an inheritance with her own eyes. First, it was Xuanzang Peak, then it was the Huaxia Dynasty, and now she has returned to the Eastern Wasteland again, standing among the ruins of the Shenyao Sect.

If it is said that the downfall of the Huaxia Dynasty was a tragedy caused by Yuhua Shenchao, then the Xuanzang Peak and the Medicine Capital were an unknown blood and chaos, which left everyone a little confused.

A few years ago, Ye Nan accidentally learned in a human city in Qizhou that there was a conflict between two small and large forces in the Eastern Wilderness, which caused the two saints of Lijiao to confront each other, and they fought all the way to the Tianyu battlefield in the universe. Qiqi fell.

The monk who brought the news was a disciple of one of the forces. He seemed to be stimulated by something, and he looked crazy and extremely depressed.

At the beginning, the monks in Zhongzhou only regarded this matter as a gossip after dinner. After all, it is rare for a saint in the world to see each other, and a conflict is indeed a topic worth talking about.

But then, things started to go a bit wrong.

More and more monks came to Zhongzhou from Donghuang. They did not hesitate to lose their fortunes, but also gathered the materials to open the cross-domain teleportation array, so as to stay away from Donghuang.

Every time the teleportation array is opened, there will always be news of the destruction of powerful forces and inheritances, and the saints behind these forces and inheritances will all fall without exception.

The cause is often some small conflict, but it seems that there is an invisible force behind it, which raises this conflict to the height of the entire inheritance, forcing the saint to take action.

Because the combat power of the saints is too terrifying, a single strand of hair can crush a mountain, and they often don't conflict on the ground, so the Tianyu battlefield in the universe has become the first choice of the saints.

But there is no doubt that all the saints who went to the Tianyu battlefield did not come back and fell into the sky.

After a long time, after several saints fell one after another, even a pig can find that there seems to be something wrong with it.

When two saints fight, one should win.It can't be said that the saints of the human race in this world are all evenly matched, so they can only be forced to choose to die together, right?
There are ghosts in the Tianyu battlefield outside the territory!

As a result, the saints learned to be obedient collectively, and even if there was a conflict, they would only let the disciples in the sect handle it. In a sense, this can be regarded as a kind of blood-stained tempering.

However, people were horrified to find that even though the saint was no longer born, the bloody chaos still did not stop, and it even became more unbelievable.

A few days ago, a holy place that was still at its peak in the Spring and Autumn Period, when a few days later, when some monks went there admiringly, they only saw a piece of ruined walls, withered and dilapidated.

The saint among them is even missing, and a holy place has been removed from the world without a sound.

The weird aura in it made everyone feel creepy.

It seems that there is a bloody mouth, hidden in the dark, waiting to swallow up the entire power of the Eastern Wilderness.

In the past few years, no less than ten saints have fallen in Donghuang, and those forces without saints have been wiped out.

No one knows exactly what happened, let alone what is hiding in the dark.

For a moment, everyone was in danger, the trust between various forces, and even every monk fell to the lowest point, and the spirit was highly tense, even if it was just an unintentional look, they would fight directly.

No one expected that the torrent of revitalization brought about by the birth of the Human Sovereign would encounter such a strange force in just a few years.

And the forces that appeared in Yinshui City at that time, except for a few of the most tyrannical ones, have almost been destroyed!

Donghuang, in this nameless blood and chaos, was completely reduced to a blood-stained demonic land.

Ye Nan stood quietly in a dilapidated building, which was the storeroom of the Shenyaomen used to store medicinal materials. She found that there was a small door half-closed here, and there should be a larger secret room behind it.

Under the small door, there is a petal, the pink is enchanting and exudes a breathtaking aura, it is it that attracts Ye Nan's gaze.

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