Amorous Immortal Master

"What's this?"

"Naihe bridge."

The voice of LAN Xiangyu is dignified. The three ancient characters on the bridge seem to have gone through endless years, and the mottled traces witness its antiquity.

On one side, Yao Banxian threw out a few copper coins. After careful observation, he shook his head.

"I don't know. I can't see clearly. This bridge and the river under it are related to the fate of heaven!"

LAN Xiangyu was also shocked to the extent that he could not be more shocked. Both the Naihe bridge at his feet and the river under the bridge were possessed with the power of enchantment.

What's more, once you step on the bridge, you will feel a sense of history. More importantly, standing on the bridge, you will find that the Naihe bridge is extremely huge. Standing on the bridge, you can't see the edge at a glance, and the river under the bridge is even more boundless. Its vastness is almost equal to that of Qingtian!

Throughout history, countless brilliant monks are looking for the symbols of these two ancient prefectures, but no one has successfully walked through them. Is this really the case?

"Look, there's a white bone there!"

Looking in the direction of Yao Banxian's fingers, there is a white bone standing by the Naihe bridge. The once terrible sword has turned into mottled pieces of iron, and his clothes have long disappeared. Looking closely, I find that the white bone is different from the white bone in the sea of bones I saw when I first came here. The human bone in front of me is crystal clear, Even after endless years, it is still filled with the glory of divinity.

Reach out to touch, suddenly a complex feeling from the fingers.

Hazy, LAN Xiangyu felt Xianzhen rising suddenly in the sea of knowledge, and he was trembling faintly!

He could feel that Xianzhen was paying homage to the white bone!

Suddenly, there was a flash of light.

LAN Xiangyu finds that he has come to the world before endless years.

On the vast land, thousands of people rise, monks everywhere, the sky is far between the white clouds, a huge team composed of countless ethnic strongmen is walking through the vast reddish brown soil.

The ancient trees that have grown for thousands of years are luxuriant and lush, among which there are many spiritual things everywhere, green Jiaos by the river, and unicorns hidden in the fields!

All of a sudden, the sky became gloomy, and an old temple fell from the sky and smashed into the whole earth.

In a flash, the mountains and rivers turned upside down, and the land of China sank!

There was no light in the sun and the moon, and the tall stone gate of vermilion blocked all aura.

There is no hope for all people, and all living beings rise and fall!

A huge team was approaching the vermilion gate, and the terrible means of attack were constantly rampant, which eventually split the closed stone gate.

The power of death is surging, the terrible pressure is sweeping, and the strong people of all ethnic groups are fearless and hard to enter the scarlet gate.

As soon as the picture turns, the deep black land is filled with a terrible breath of death. A long black river runs through the whole space. Between the long black river that exudes magical power, a tall stone bridge stands up, on which the word "why" seems to deprive all the good fortune of ancient and modern times!

Ten thousand strong people did not stop. In front of them, it seemed that there was something amazing waiting for them. They mobilized all their strength and kept on moving forward. The infinite God was just about to go to heaven!

However, they can't resist the magic power after all. Their bodies are aging and their divine power is passing away. Some people give up and others die.

The powerful people of all ethnic groups stop, and this ancient temple will take root here, depriving the whole world of its aura.

The vermilion gate is about to close, and there is no hope for the powerful people of all ethnic groups to leave.

At this time, a sword penetrating the sky and the earth tore the whole space, the vermilion gate broke in an instant, and a green garment rushed into the space with a force beyond time and space.

He is extremely graceful. He shuttles between the powerful people of all ethnic groups who have not moved forward. Every step of his life, which has been deprived of by the ancient temple, is returning to heaven and earth quickly.

Green clothes proud, a long sword upside down, under the explosion of peerless strength, the strong people's body gradually become crystal clear, deprived of heaven and earth aura is about to completely dissipate.

But at this time, the dark black river riot, an ancient corpse crawling out of the river, the terrible magic power rising.

The strong showed their glory one after another. Without saying a word, they turned and escaped from the vermilion gate.

Only the green clothes still carry the sword upside down, standing in front of the broken vermilion gate.

His long sword power split, the sky's sword crazy forward, he a sword cut down, is the sky shaking kill.

The enemy is destroying and dying, but the ancient corpses climbing up the river Styx are boundless and boundless.This terrible sight was numb even at a glance from a distance, but the green clothes were totally fearless. He just sighed, and then put away the sword.

He did not attack, but slowly toward the huge stone bridge.

Every step down is the condensation of killing intention.

Qingyi takes heaven and earth as the sword, action as the move, one step at a time!

He is the only one left in the world, shuttling between the infinite ancient corpses, no one can stop him.

When he finally came to Naihe bridge, all the ancient corpses had turned into white bones!

Tsing Yi keeps on walking into the ancient palace.

Light.

Infinite light envelops the heaven and earth, the temple collapses suddenly, and the terrible sword shocks the whole world!

In this war, heaven and earth are falling apart, and the river Styx is falling down. How can it be broken!

When Qingyi walked out of the ancient palace again, the sword was covered with blood, and his body was also pierced, but his eyes had already sent out infinite divine awn. He straightened his waist and stepped on the Naihe bridge step by step. Holding the sword upside down, he looked at the rumbling river water, like assimilating into a statue.

Boom!

The terrible shock came again. The vermilion gate was repaired in silence. The whole ancient temple rose and sank into the sky. The heavy lead cloud above the sky became invisible.

"Stinky boy?"

Yao Banxian's voice suddenly came, and LAN Xiangyu was stunned. Then all the pictures in front of him disappeared, but the straight back of Qingyi still echoed in LAN Xiangyu's mind.

He suddenly understood why Xianzhen showed her respect for the white bone in front of her.

This is the real person with great spirit.

If the sky is in crisis, it will break the day!

The earth is killing, then tear the earth!

What is the ancient hell and the river of hell!

If the world really wants to destroy its vitality, it will fight with its sword and smash the palace one step at a time!

The world split by the axe is full of people who don't want to be slaves!

"Hoo

Blue to the long tone of Yu, back two steps, incomparably respectful toward the corpse of green clothes deeply bowed three.

Whether he is the xuanhuang God or the LAN Xiangyu who is the enemy of the blue star, he may not respect the God or the Buddha, but the green clothes in front of him deserve his respect.

"Master, have a good journey!"