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Even with such a serious injury, Dong Ditian's eyes are still sharp, like a king among falcons, who will not lose his aloofness even if he is injured and out of the group.

Everyone felt their spiritual power tremble slightly. Fortunately, Dong Ditian's eyes passed through them, and turned to the end of the vast land behind him. A layer of faint smoke rose from the horizon and gradually expanded. A group of ten people Rangers, riding on horses, came quickly.

Dong Ditian quietly straightened his waist, silently wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the person calmly. The person who led him came close, dismounted first, bowed slightly, and folded his hands in front of him. That was Alans Continent The highest etiquette of the rangers on the upper edge of the tribe, only listened to the humane: "Master Dongditian, I finally caught up with you!"

There are some names, just saying them will make people feel a shocking force, which is a mighty force that even time cannot wash away.

Feng Qinglang smiled wryly and sighed: "It's really him, we are so unlucky, we were running away, why did we provoke this guy..."

Many temporary comrades-in-arms looked at Feng Qinglang in astonishment. On such an occasion, this guy still had the courage to speak. Of course, Dong Ditian and the Ranger leader only looked at each other, as if they were not listening at all. Feng Qinglang's voice was not heard, which confirmed Feng Qinglang's previous conjecture. In this memory, they are just ghosts from the future, who can only witness and cannot affect anything.

Dongdi Tianping looked at the remaining rangers calmly. They dismounted and marched in the highest etiquette of the marginal tribes, and said bitterly: "I'm already like this, are you still willing to let me go?"

His voice is full of magnetism, without the sharpness of his eyes, more like a downcast bard, who is in despair, singing sadly, casually playing the string deep in your heart.

The leader of the rangers immediately looked sad, and he said softly: "Master Dongditian, please follow us back, no matter what misunderstandings, we can always explain it clearly!"

"I refuse!" Dong Ditian shook his head, turned around and continued to move forward slowly, and said in a calm but unquestionable tone, "I would rather die standing up than live on my knees!"

Feng Qinglang and the others could only accompany Dong Ditian to advance neatly and slowly, but they didn't need to maintain the aura of a peerless powerhouse like Dong Ditian, so they could look back and see the hesitation on the face of the leader of the rangers With a look of struggle, he finally drew out the scimitar from his waist!

The other nine people immediately followed and drew their swords neatly!

The leader of the rangers said sadly: "Master Dongditian, we are going to take action, and we are indeed taking advantage of people's danger! I hope you will forgive me!"

Dong Ditian still didn't look back, but said: "It's okay!"

Judging from Feng Qinglang's martial arts system in this era, this group of rangers all possess the strength of the Chaos Realm. They are sentry teams composed of elite warriors from the fringe tribes in order to defend against the Western Undead. The leader of the Rangers is even more chaotic. The peak is only one step away from the peerless powerhouse.

Because of the air-forbidden barrier in the Alans Continent, they cannot fly, but their neat and orderly steps, the fierce murderous aura accumulated after thousands of life-and-death battles, and their indomitable charge formation are enough to shake the world!

To them, Feng Qinglang and the others were just air, and they just walked through it so quickly. Although Feng Qinglang and the others felt uncomfortable, they witnessed this battle from the nearest angle!

Rieno praised: "The ancient fringe ranger joint battle formation!"

Dong Ditian finally turned around again, and with a touch of his hand on the robe on his body, there was already a crystal sword emitting light blue light, as if a powerful medium was slowly flowing through the blue crystal.

Watchtower couldn't help saying: "Is that the legendary artifact 'Wandering'?"

"It is indeed it! I have only seen it in the illustrated book..."

"..."

Everyone wants to take a closer look at the legendary existence, but the blue trajectory is too gorgeous, as beautiful as the natural trajectory of a rainbow, and like the flight arc of a bird returning to its nest, it is really unbearable. Can't help but get lost in this stunning scenery for a moment...

The swords and swords crisscrossed for an instant, and then the dust settled.

Dong Di Tian Changjian flicked down lightly, the blood on the crystal was gone, and then drifted and disappeared in his gray robe again. He didn't look at the group of rangers much, as if letting out a silent sigh , and moved forward slowly again.

Feng Qinglang and the others could only follow forward. Looking back, the group of strong rangers had all fallen to the ground and died. The horses they followed day and night came to their respective masters, and gently arched the dead with their horse heads. , let out a soft cry...

The battle was too short, and it was too cruel and shocking!

Wanglou and Hao Xiaxue glanced at each other quietly, and they could see the resentment and fear in each other's eyes. The ranger at the head might be stronger than them, but under Dong Ditian's hands, it was like a pig being slaughtered. It's just the effort of two or three swords!

Ku Feixi also frowned tightly, gritted his teeth, not knowing what was going on in his heart.

Dongfang Pei and Li Yinuo couldn't help but glanced at each other, and shook their heads slightly at the same time. They thought they were far from being able to do what Dongditian did, especially when they were seriously injured.

Only Wumanela, remembering Dongfang Pei's question about Feng Qinglang's time as a peerless powerhouse, immediately asked inappropriately: "Well, Qinglang, if you were still a peerless powerhouse, how would you compare to Dong Ditian?"

Feng Qinglang immediately smiled wryly for it, and thought, Miss, you think highly of me too much, this is blatantly seeking hatred for me...

Umanela also sensed that the surrounding atmosphere was not right, and hurriedly added: "I mean, the seriously injured Dongditian!"

Feng Qinglang had no choice but to say: "Miss Wumanela, even in my prime, the best choice I can make is to get injured and run away!"

Wu Manela stuck out her tongue, wondering if she had too much idol complex, and probably offended everyone by accident.

She quickly changed the subject and said, "Dongditian is now traveling all the way north, did he..."

Those words, in Alans, have a somewhat taboo meaning in them, but Rieno directly added for her: "That's right, it should be the memory of him fleeing from injuries, going to West Undead, and trying to become an undead! "

Like an endless hiking trip, the world is always gray and endless, and everyone understands that maybe the real world at that time was not like this, but in Dong Ditian's memory, the world at that time was like this!

Several waves of chasing soldiers came, and even a peerless strong man came among them, but without exception, they all died.

The surrounding pictures are sometimes blurred and sometimes clear, because Dong Ditian automatically omitted many details in his memory.

Finally, he came under a completely different sky. The ash here has a unique beauty. It looks like an endless cloud of smoke, layering up abstract impression paintings. You are kind-hearted, as if you can see Seeing the endless splendor and prosperity, you feel evil in your heart, as if you can see the endless river of purgatory blood...

In the legend, it is called the Undead Sky!

Dong Ditian raised his head, stared silently for a while, and murmured: "It's finally here..."

It is also impossible for people to distinguish whether he is happy or sad from that voice, and can only vaguely feel that there seems to be endless depression and regret...

Dong Di Tian said loudly: "Human beings, the benevolent Dong Di Tian, ​​visit the land of the dead!"

The voice wasn't too loud, but it just shook the clouds of smoke in the sky of the undead, and the layered sky was like ocean waves, rolling away wave after wave.

A moment later, an extremely old voice came from above the undead sky, calmly saying: "The strong man of mankind, what are you doing?" The voice echoed between the heaven and the earth, like the response of a god.

Dong Ditian raised his head and said calmly: "I want to give up my identity as a human and become an undead!"

The sky was silent.

Feng Qinglang and the others could not help but feel a turmoil in their spiritual seas. They were actually witnessing history, the most controversial history in the world of Alans!

Finally, the old voice of the sky responded again: "You have missed the best time to become a high-level undead. If you forcefully change your bloodline, you may only become an ordinary big skeleton. Have you considered it clearly?"

"I know!"

"Welcome to the world of the undead, the benevolent man who used to be in the human world!" Even after suffering such a serious injury, Dong Ditian's eyes are still sharp, just like the king among falcons, he will not lose his aloofness when he is injured and out of the group.

Everyone felt their spiritual power tremble slightly. Fortunately, Dong Ditian's eyes passed through them, and turned to the end of the vast land behind him. A layer of faint smoke rose from the horizon and gradually expanded. A group of ten people Rangers, riding on horses, came quickly.

Dong Ditian quietly straightened his waist, silently wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the person calmly. The person who led him came close, dismounted first, bowed slightly, and folded his hands in front of him. That was Alans Continent The highest etiquette of the rangers on the upper edge of the tribe, only listened to the humane: "Master Dongditian, I finally caught up with you!"

There are some names, just saying them will make people feel a shocking force, which is a mighty force that even time cannot wash away.

Feng Qinglang smiled wryly and sighed: "It's really him, we are so unlucky, we were running away, why did we provoke this guy..."

Many temporary comrades-in-arms looked at Feng Qinglang in astonishment. On such an occasion, this guy still had the courage to speak. Of course, Dong Ditian and the Ranger leader only looked at each other, as if they were not listening at all. Feng Qinglang's voice was not heard, which confirmed Feng Qinglang's previous conjecture. In this memory, they are just ghosts from the future, who can only witness and cannot affect anything.

Dongdi Tianping looked at the remaining rangers calmly. They dismounted and marched in the highest etiquette of the marginal tribes, and said bitterly: "I'm already like this, are you still willing to let me go?"

His voice is full of magnetism, without the sharpness of his eyes, more like a downcast bard, who is in despair, singing sadly, casually playing the string deep in your heart.

The leader of the rangers immediately looked sad, and he said softly: "Master Dongditian, please follow us back, no matter what misunderstandings, we can always explain it clearly!"

"I refuse!" Dong Ditian shook his head, turned around and continued to move forward slowly, and said in a calm but unquestionable tone, "I would rather die standing up than live on my knees!"

Feng Qinglang and the others could only accompany Dong Ditian to advance neatly and slowly, but they didn't need to maintain the aura of a peerless powerhouse like Dong Ditian, so they could look back and see the hesitation on the face of the leader of the rangers With a look of struggle, he finally drew out the scimitar from his waist!

The other nine people immediately followed and drew their swords neatly!

The leader of the rangers said sadly: "Master Dongditian, we are going to take action, and we are indeed taking advantage of people's danger! I hope you will forgive me!"

Dong Ditian still didn't look back, but said: "It's okay!"

Judging from Feng Qinglang's martial arts system in this era, this group of rangers all possess the strength of the Chaos Realm. They are sentry teams composed of elite warriors from the fringe tribes in order to defend against the Western Undead. The leader of the Rangers is even more chaotic. The peak is only one step away from the peerless powerhouse.

Because of the air-forbidden barrier in the Alans Continent, they cannot fly, but their neat and orderly steps, the fierce murderous aura accumulated after thousands of life-and-death battles, and their indomitable charge formation are enough to shake the world!

To them, Feng Qinglang and the others were just air, and they just walked through it so quickly. Although Feng Qinglang and the others felt uncomfortable, they witnessed this battle from the nearest angle!

Rieno praised: "The ancient fringe ranger joint battle formation!"

Dong Ditian finally turned around again, and with a touch of his hand on the robe on his body, there was already a crystal sword emitting light blue light, as if a powerful medium was slowly flowing through the blue crystal.

Watchtower couldn't help saying: "Is that the legendary artifact 'Wandering'?"

"It is indeed it! I have only seen it in the illustrated book..."

"..."

Everyone wants to take a closer look at the legendary existence, but the blue trajectory is too gorgeous, as beautiful as the natural trajectory of a rainbow, and like the flight arc of a bird returning to its nest, it is really unbearable. Can't help but get lost in this stunning scenery for a moment...

The swords and swords crisscrossed for an instant, and then the dust settled.

Dong Di Tian Changjian flicked down lightly, the blood on the crystal was gone, and then drifted and disappeared in his gray robe again. He didn't look at the group of rangers much, as if letting out a silent sigh , and moved forward slowly again.

Feng Qinglang and the others could only follow forward. Looking back, the group of strong rangers had all fallen to the ground and died. The horses they followed day and night came to their respective masters, and gently arched the dead with their horse heads. , let out a soft cry...

The battle was too short, and it was too cruel and shocking!

Wanglou and Hao Xiaxue glanced at each other quietly, and they could see the resentment and fear in each other's eyes. The ranger at the head might be stronger than them, but under Dong Ditian's hands, it was like a pig being slaughtered. It's just the effort of two or three swords!

Ku Feixi also frowned tightly, gritted his teeth, not knowing what was going on in his heart.

Dongfang Pei and Li Yinuo couldn't help but glanced at each other, and shook their heads slightly at the same time. They thought they were far from being able to do what Dongditian did, especially when they were seriously injured.

Only Wumanela, remembering Dongfang Pei's question about Feng Qinglang's time as a peerless powerhouse, immediately asked inappropriately: "Well, Qinglang, if you were still a peerless powerhouse, how would you compare to Dong Ditian?"

Feng Qinglang immediately smiled wryly for it, and thought, Miss, you think highly of me too much, this is blatantly seeking hatred for me...

Umanela also sensed that the surrounding atmosphere was not right, and hurriedly added: "I mean, the seriously injured Dongditian!"

Feng Qinglang had no choice but to say: "Miss Wumanela, even in my prime, the best choice I can make is to get injured and run away!"

Wu Manela stuck out her tongue, wondering if she had too much idol complex, and probably offended everyone by accident.

She quickly changed the subject and said, "Dongditian is now traveling all the way north, did he..."

Those words, in Alans, have a somewhat taboo meaning in them, but Rieno directly added for her: "That's right, it should be the memory of him fleeing from injuries, going to West Undead, and trying to become an undead! "

Like an endless hiking trip, the world is always gray and endless, and everyone understands that maybe the real world at that time was not like this, but in Dong Ditian's memory, the world at that time was like this!

Several waves of chasing soldiers came, and even a peerless strong man came among them, but without exception, they all died.

The surrounding pictures are sometimes blurred and sometimes clear, because Dong Ditian automatically omitted many details in his memory.

Finally, he came under a completely different sky. The ash here has a unique beauty. It looks like an endless cloud of smoke, layering up abstract impression paintings. You are kind-hearted, as if you can see Seeing the endless splendor and prosperity, you feel evil in your heart, as if you can see the endless river of purgatory blood...

In the legend, it is called the Undead Sky!

Dong Ditian raised his head, stared silently for a while, and murmured: "It's finally here..."

It is also impossible for people to distinguish whether he is happy or sad from that voice, and can only vaguely feel that there seems to be endless depression and regret...

Dong Di Tian said loudly: "Human beings, the benevolent Dong Di Tian, ​​visit the land of the dead!"

The voice wasn't too loud, but it just shook the clouds of smoke in the sky of the undead, and the layered sky was like ocean waves, rolling away wave after wave.

A moment later, an extremely old voice came from above the undead sky, calmly saying: "The strong man of mankind, what are you doing?" The voice echoed between the heaven and the earth, like the response of a god.

Dong Ditian raised his head and said calmly: "I want to give up my identity as a human and become an undead!"

The sky was silent.

Feng Qinglang and the others could not help but feel a turmoil in their spiritual seas. They were actually witnessing history, the most controversial history in the world of Alans!

Finally, the old voice of the sky responded again: "You have missed the best time to become a high-level undead. If you forcefully change your bloodline, you may only become an ordinary big skeleton. Have you considered it clearly?"

"I know!"

"Welcome to the world of the undead, the benevolent man who used to be in the human world!"