"But now I don’t know whether I should call you Qingnan…"
Soon, Gu Xian’er reacted with a complicated look in her eyes.
When she was traveling with Qingnan, she knew that her identity and origin were mysterious and extraordinary. Perhaps Qingnan was not her real name.
When she was in the Nine Heavens, she, Lan Xin and Qingnan had formed a good friendship. Later, when they went to the Fatian League, they had to separate.
The Saint Xiyuan and others also looked at the woman who suddenly appeared with surprise.
After all, Zhu Xuan had searched for the Pool of Fortune with Ali.
When the Floating Continent was attacked by the Dark Clan, it was Ali who came riding on the Snow White True Hound and pierced through with magic-breaking arrows, supporting their clan, and finally persisted until the strong men of the Fatian League came to reinforce.
Although there is an unsolvable hatred between him and the dark tribe, now that the final settlement is coming, the entire vast world will be destroyed, and he naturally cannot cling to those hatreds.
After all, even the dark tribe rushed to the front line to resist the ancient Tibetan civilization together.
Just when Zhu Xuan was about to introduce the origin of Ali to everyone.
Qingnan smiled, like a blooming green lotus, extremely beautiful and bright, and his eyebrows and eyes made Gu Xianer think of someone in a trance.
Gu Changge…
Why are Qingnan’s eyebrows and eyes so similar to his? When I first met Qingnan, I felt very strange and had an indescribable feeling.
"We meet again, Xian’er."
"Of course, my name is not Qingnan either."
"My name is actually Nanqing. I’m sorry, I lied to you."
Qingnan smiled slightly, and her original face was suddenly covered with a bright light. Her facial features, which looked extremely beautiful and ordinary, slowly changed. Her eyes were still full, but more exquisite and beautiful, revealing a noble and noble appearance, so beautiful that she couldn’t be looked at directly.
"You…you are…"
At this moment, Zhu Xuan was completely shocked and stood there in a daze, not daring to believe his eyes.
Gu Xian’er looked at Nanqing, who seemed to have changed into a different person, and stared at her for a moment, then fell silent.
But soon, she suddenly realized that now was a critical moment, not the time to reminisce and ask questions, and time did not allow her to delay here any longer.
"Don’t worry, I’m here to take you to the Nightmare Demon Realm. Otherwise, with your strength, you can’t find the time and space coordinates of the Nightmare Demon Realm at all."
"Now that the Nightmare Demon Realm is undergoing a shocking change, Master may not be able to hold on." Qingnan seemed to know what she was thinking and said softly.
Gu Xian’er looked at her deeply and did not comment on this.
In fact, she had long guessed that Nan Qing might be a member of the Dark Clan. Otherwise, how did the Dark Clan find the coordinates of the Nine Heavens when they were in the Nine Heavens?
But now, it’s useless to ask these questions.
"Qingxianzi, why are you here…"
"Aren’t you with the floating continent?Did they disappear together? How could this happen…" Zhu Xuan still looked distraught and unbelievable.
After all, Fairy Qing is of extraordinary significance to the natives of their floating continent. Fairy Qing’s mother is Nan Zun, one of the five predecessors who fought against the dark tribe.
The Saint Ancestor Pavilion of the floating continent has always worshipped Nan Zun, who is regarded as the Saint Ancestor.
"Fairy Qing, have you also been assimilated by the dark tribe…" Zhu Xuan stared at Nan Qing, unable to accept it.
Nan Qing glanced at Zhu Xuan and said nothing.
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Back when she was in the floating continent, in order to find the whereabouts of the Fortune Pond, she deliberately designed to let the infant Zhu Xuan float along the Sea of Time and Space, and then let Zhu Lao be responsible for raising him up.
After all, Zhu Xuan has the last blood of the Pan Clan in his body, and he is the one who can be relied on to find the Fortune Pond.
Of course, she naturally couldn’t tell Zhu Xuan about her extermination of the Pan Clan. Zhu Xuan was also the only blood orphan left in her plan.
"Now I see you safe and sound, and you have grown to this point, I am very relieved. "Nan Qing just nodded slightly and smiled, without explaining his current origins.
Zhu Xuan opened his mouth and wanted to say something again and again, but in the end he could only close his mouth with a gloomy expression.
When he was in the floating continent, he had thought about worshipping Fairy Qing as his teacher. After all, Fairy Qing had asked her maids to teach him many times.
For Fairy Qing, he always had an indescribable respect…
"Let’s go. ”
Nan Qing said nothing more, and rolled up his sleeves. In the collapsed time and space in front of him, there were bursts of silver light in the space, accompanied by the dissipated dark matter, and a long and distant breath of ancient vicissitudes came towards him.
A vast expanse of dark frozen soil was faintly visible there.
Seeing this, Gu Xian’er followed Nan Qing without any hesitation, and Xiyuan Saint, Jiang Weiyang and others also followed closely.
Compared to the outside world, the Nightmare Demon Realm is just as its name suggests, the sky and the earth are dark, and there is no edge to see.
Eternal darkness, filled with ashes and darkness everywhere, endless mountains and plateaus, hills and plains, plains and valleys.
There are dark craters and dark soil that never melts. , a swamp with undulating mud…
This is a world without law and restraint, invisible and traceless, colorless and desireless. It overlaps and changes between reality and illusion every moment. Various terrains are born and disappear at the same time, making it difficult to tell in which time and space it exists.
It may be yesterday, tomorrow, or eternity ago.
And now, under this heaven and earth, there is a fierce slaughter, and the dark war is everywhere. In the deepest part, there is a terrifying big crack, as if the whole land is torn apart, and all kinds of terrifying auras are surging and venting, shaking the world.
"Black Lotus Sect…"
Yaoyao whispered, recognizing the huge black lotus that covered the sky and the sun. The Black Lotus Sect believers, like a tide, tore from the sky.surging from the torn space-time coordinate barrier, possessing a body as nearly immortal as the dark race.
"The people behind the Black Lotus Sect are the ancestors Xu and Wuxiang who once followed the Lord of Dai Tian."
"The Great Priest Wu Yue of Dai Tian is my master, and she is now resisting these two people in front of the Dai Tian Temple."
Nan Qing explained concisely.
"I… I want to know…"
"Is the Lord of Dai Tian, my master…" Yao Yao suddenly asked, with a trembling tone.
In fact, at the front line of the ancient Tibetan civilization, when Yue Ming’s figure appeared and reflected in the air, she already had the answer in her heart.
Saint Xi Yuan had such a guess a long time ago, and it was also because of this that she lost her memory for a short period of time.
Of course, later in the Nine Heavens, she met her master Xi Nu, and got some information and truth from her, and accepted it all.
The Lord of Dai Tian and the leader of the Tian Fa League are actually the same person, that is Gu Changge.
Nan Qing did not answer, with a slight smile on her face, but this expression has given everyone the answer.
That’s right, the Lord of Dai Tian is the leader of the Tian Fa League, the two are the same person.
Of course, in a sense, the sealed Lord of Dai Tian can only be regarded as the remains of the leader of the Tian Fa League.
After all, during the period of sealing him, he had escaped and left, and what was left in the coffin of the burial world was nothing more than the original flesh and blood.
At this moment, everyone fell silent for a short time.
Zhu Xuan, who had always admired the leader of the Tian Fa League, trembled in his heart and was extremely entangled and painful.
His tribe was destroyed by the dark tribe…
When he was in the Fatian League, he trusted Gu Changge very much. In order to get his summons and guidance, he resolutely embarked on the journey to find the Fortune Pond, and he didn’t know how many crises he experienced during this period.
But the dark tribe was created by the leader of the Fatian League.
"At that time, Miss Ali followed me to find the Fortune Pond. I’m afraid it was also arranged by the leader…" Zhu Xuan’s mouth was more bitter. Looking at the girl riding on the snow-white real lion, he felt extremely strange at this time.
"No matter what the identity of the Fatian League is, in the face of the final reckoning today, only he can save the vast world."
"The leader is the only hope."
At this time, Qingfeng, who had been silent all the time, spoke.
He was the indomitable heroic soul who once fought against the black disaster. Logically speaking, there was also an endless hatred between him and the dark tribe.
But for now, all these hatreds can only be put aside.
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"Open the seal of the Burial Coffin?"
Saint Xiyuan asked calmly.
"Your master is the Western Saint. I don’t know if the Western Saint has explained anything. My mother told me that with the mysterious Western Saint,, she must have expected what would happen. ”
“It is impossible that she would not have some tricks up her sleeve.” Nan Qing looked at Saint Xiyuan.
“Master did not tell me anything, but…” Saint Xiyuan shook her head, paused, and then looked at Gu Xianer, hinting at something.
When in the Nine Heavens, Master Xi had met Gu Xianer, and the two talked for a while. She did not know what Master had told Gu Xianer.
It was impossible for her to inquire about such things.
“Li Hanying…”
Gu Xianer said, “Is there such a person who came to the Nightmare Demon Realm?”
“Li Hanying?”
“What is so strange about this person? "Nan Qing was slightly surprised.
Gu Xianer explained, "She was raised by the Western Saint, and then sent to the Piaomiao Holy Land, and became the Holy Ancestor of the Piaomiao Holy Land. According to the information I got from the Piaomiao Holy Ancestor, Li Hanying was not afraid of the invasion and corrosion of dark matter. When the Piaomiao Holy Land was attacked by the Black Lotus Sect, Li Hanying easily broke through the erosion barrier and left the Piaomiao Holy Land."
"Not afraid of the invasion and corrosion of dark matter?"
"So that’s it." Nan Qing was slightly startled, and then seemed to think of something, and was a little confused.
Seeing that everyone was confused, she didn’t mean to explain, and continued, "If you want to know whether this girl is in the Nightmare Demon Realm, you can only ask Master to search, but now Master is already too busy to take care of himself, and he has to fight two powerful enemies, so he can’t spare any energy. ”[]
Gu Xianer and the others also fell silent.
Whether it was the ancestor Xu or Wuxiang, they had at least entered the end of the road level, and they were not something they could contend with now.
Now in the Nightmare Demon Realm, there was only one supreme existence, the Great Priest Wu Yue.
The other four priests also went to the front line to fight against the ancient Tibetan civilization.
“According to Gu Changge’s idea, what means would he leave behind…”
Looking at the chaotic and tragic dark land in front of her, Gu Xianer was secretly anxious. She did not believe that Gu Changge would disappear. He took one step and calculated a hundred steps. It was impossible for him not to predict it. What will happen after he disappears…0
But now even Yue Mingkong’s aura seems to have disappeared, and he is facing a life-and-death crisis.
What on earth is he doing?
Is it possible… that he really has an accident?
"We can’t help anything now, and we can’t do anything…" Gu Xian’er clenched her hands, and a strong sense of frustration and powerlessness once again arose in her heart.
She thought that if she arrived at the Nightmare Demon Realm earlier and told the Wu Yue High Priest about Li Hanying, perhaps things could turn around.
"Since the Western Saint has already said it, then this Li Hanying should also be in the Nightmare Demon Realm now." Nan Qing guessed something.
Boom…
Suddenly, a violent shock came, as if the universe was pierced. In the depths of the Nightmare Demon Realm, the dense dark matter dissipated, and there was a faint blood stain.
The Wu Yue High Priest, who was shrouded in the clear mist, was injured and fell straight down.
The ancestor Xu stood there, evolving the void, and a terrifying black hole of reality and illusion appeared behind him, as if it could devour everything in the world and bury all life.
Destiny, cause and effect, time… many traces of existence and non-existence, all returned to the ruins.
A series of faint and blurred lines of the avenue crisscrossed and reflected an ancient coffin, which actually echoed the coffin of the burial world in the depths of the Daitian Palace.
"When the truth is false, the false is true…"
"All things return to one, only my way is always true." The ancestor Xu said to himself, his breath was so majestic that he had surpassed the realm of the end of the road.
At this moment, he was like a figure in the realm of the true road, with a strong and tyrannical aura, even Wuxiang beside him felt palpitations and trembling.
If you look closely, you will find a series of dazzling lines flowing in his skin and lungs, like meridians. The moment those lines flashed, they shattered all the rules of the surrounding avenues, and there was an aura that was superior to them.
Moreover, his state at this time was extremely strange, as if he was in an illusion, but also seemed to be in a state of solidification, without a fixed shape, seemingly true or not.
"You are a traitor, you deserve to die…"
The eyes of the Wu Yue High Priest became even colder, and he saw the changes in the Ancestor Xu.
He actually took the part of the true blood he got and took it into himself.
With his ability, he certainly could not refine it, but the Ancestor Xu did the opposite and refined himself into a container, a container for that part of the true blood.
It is precisely because of this that he is in this state of being neither real nor fake, because once the body solidifies, it will not be able to bear that part of the real blood, and will be completely corroded by it and turned into its nutrients.
This is the domineering and terrible blood of the Lord of Dai Tian.
"Sin deserves death? For today, how long have I been planning and waiting, a thousand years? Ten thousand years? Millions of years? Billions of years?"
"I can’t remember it clearly myself."
The ancestor Xu looked at the severely injured Wu Yue High Priest, laughed, and then walked away.
In just a moment, he landed in front of the magnificent Dai Tian Palace.
After a long time, he came here again, and his mood was different.
He waved his hand, and the dark creatures that surged around him like a tide were all shattered and exploded, turning into a black mist all over the sky.
These creatures with immortal bodies were like snow encountering the scorching sun in front of him, with no resistance.
"The last time 5.0 stopped in front of the Daitian Temple, it was to steal the flesh and blood in the coffin of the burial world, and finally had to flee in embarrassment."
"Now I’m here again."
Wuxiang was also full of passion at this moment, with infinite excitement and excitement in his heart.
Thinking back to the past, when the Lord of Daitian stood quietly in front of the Daitian Temple, they could only lower their hands and bow their heads below, not even daring to take a second look, how could they set foot in this sacred area.
The High Priest Wu Yue looked at the two coldly. She was seriously injured, and part of her body had already revealed the characteristics of the Nightmare Clan. Her slender white palmsOn the ground, it was covered with a layer of light blue fine scales.
"Yuan’er, Xiaoqing, I will come to pick you up soon, and we will be reunited soon."
At this moment, the ancestor Xu ignored the extremely weak Wu Yue High Priest, but stared at the depths of Dai Tian Temple.
The magnificent and ancient temple was solemn and solemn, and the depths were vast, like an endless universe, with thick chaotic mist spreading and lingering in every inch of space.
On both sides of the steps stood one after another of the pillars made of various mixed mother golds, supporting the entire temple, and the entire temple looked empty and quiet.
At the highest point of the temple, the real burial coffin was quietly floating in the void, and the surging and majestic chaotic mist was lingering around it, completely enveloping it.
In his mind, the figure of a gentle woman with a smile on her lips and a little girl with pigtails flashed by, and then gradually became clear.
In his usually cold and indifferent eyes, a rare touch of tenderness and gentleness passed.
"The remaining flesh and blood of the Lord of Heaven is in it…" Wuxiang also looked greedy and stared at it.
However, before he could finish, a pale and skinny palm suddenly pierced his chest with a "puff", and warm blood spilled in front of the temple, and the flesh withered quickly.
"You…" He stared at the ancestor Xu beside him with disbelief.
But at this time, the ancestor Xu ignored him at all, but stared at the depths, muttering, "Finally waited for this day.".
