MTL - Scriptures of the Great Emperor-Chapter 164 The beginning of the fog (two in one)

Recalling the scene of the first encounter with Ah San, especially the several encounters, Lin Biao more and more to find out, no matter how you think, no one can doubt this person.

"You want to stop me?"

Lin Biao frowned at him, but his psychology became more vigilant.

It is also ridiculous to say that this is obviously a matter of the village. It has nothing to do with him. He is an outsider who is anxious. Whether it is the village head or the guardian of the village, he does not care about this situation. He is too busy.

"If I block you, even if you liberate the realm, the ending is not bound to change anything, and some people have said that the direction of this matter is going to develop, and finally it is up to you to decide, so I will not stop."

A three-eyed **** reveals an inscrutable look that is different from the original.

But he thought of the things that happened on the lakeside half a day ago. He couldn't imagine that it would be a jealousy with a soul from the Holy Land.

"Nineteen... too?"

The scene was a bit stagnation because of the appearance of Ah San. It was only at this moment that it seemed to resume the flow. The stone statue next to it could not help but open.

Although it is the noise of iron and stone friction, at this time anyone can hear the anxiety and excitement from it, and even a little bit uncertain.

and many more……?

To put it this way, even Ah Da Er is not clear about the true identity of Ah San?

"Maybe you don't believe it, but I still want to tell you that when we made eight coffins, we didn't originally want to shelter future generations, but we have to strengthen ourselves in generations of generations, and ultimately we have a fetus. The fetus is united, and the innate spirit is acquired, and then further..."

The stone statue explained to Lin Biao, in fact, there is nothing to explain, but the decline of the tribe is beyond their expectations. In the end, they did not have the purpose of completing the original. Although they have survived for a long time, they have not been able to get substantial. help.

After all, they are no different from the Heavenly Taoists of the Blood Spirit, but the methods are different, and the purpose is for the final return.

Only the Heavenly Taoists succeeded, and most of them failed.

"Twenty-nine is too, the seven of us have been awakened for thousands of years, have completely lost the opportunity, can only be used as a shelter for the village road, do not know you ..." Ah Da asked to go forward.

A three stunned his head, smiled, his face full of smiles.

He did not explain anything, but when he saw the smile, Ada understood it, and Lin Biao also thought of this.

What is Teng Yi’s guy thinking about, this is too deep.

A radical recovery from the Holy Land?

Even if it is only the body of the coffin, the situation of the A-three, the power that can be displayed is probably far from the general coffin.

But he just said that he does not interfere with me?

Does it mean that I am allowed to enter it?

"The **** of the shackles is nothing but the sacred sacredness, and I am united with the fetus in this body, which has essentially surpassed this level and will not be affected."

Ah San seems to be able to see what Lin Biao thinks, so he explained.

Although it was the shackle of the guardian village that was originally refining, the order of the old village chief did not have any binding effect on him!

After listening to this, Lin Biao couldn't help but roll his eyes, and then rushed toward the door without saying anything.

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"Nineteen is too, really let an outsider go in?" Lin Biao disappeared in the door, A Da holding a broken sword to look at A San.

Ah San shook his head.

"He can't be an outsider, and... it's too much. I didn't think that there would be such a curse left in the past. I don't even think that the Horde will decline so fast. The plan of the year is not very applicable. Otherwise, you seven should also Like me, it’s true to be born again..."

A three looked out the window, turned his back and looked at the blue raindrops falling from the sky. His eyes passed through the clouds, as if they were falling far to the opposite side of the clouds, the Daqingshan, the woman's body.

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At this time, Teng Yizhen was sitting on a bamboo chair woven by the rattan. When A San’s eyes came over, she just smiled and squinted, her face hanging with an unchanging look.

Only when Lin Biao disappeared into the door, only let her bow a little.

"Even if it is just a small grass, it can break the void. When a natural destructive body is born, what kind of realm will it grow to the extreme? Can it really destroy the eight squares?"

Teng Yi’s eyes showed a fascination, but even her, while fascinating, a slight smile also showed her solemnity.

"So... if the shadows really destroy the eight-way tract, why is the ancestral world born because of it..."

Teng Yi regained his gaze, stood up, and then turned his back.

"The so-called catastrophe in the end of the ancient times was a robbery. It was only a sign left by human beings when they went against the sky. If the black shadow is really just a robbery, why did it endanger the world, the original thing... After all, human beings themselves Wrong."

At the end of the day, her voice was small.

It’s just that what she is doing now is known to the world, not only can humans not tolerate her, even if it is the Qingteng family can not let her go, there will be countless people chasing and killing, let her fall into the abyss.

"I really want to see the true face of the ancient robbery, and... I am not alone." Teng Yi’s mouth showed a smile.

A person dares to face the world, this person is not an absolute strong or a madman, it is obvious that Teng is not a madman, then she is naturally strong, but... maybe she is a little crazy?

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Lin Biao walked into the door, but it seemed to be struck by lightning. The whole person was stunned for a moment, and the consciousness was almost broken!

"I will have such a big impact in my realm?"

Lin Biao’s heart was shocked.

It is worthy of being the remains of the ancient tribes. Even if they are used to the environment, they still feel a disturbance. There is a force that attracts and rejects him.

strange.

Although he sealed the realm, his willpower will not be affected by the realm. This level of interference can already hurt his consciousness. There is no difference between a general war soldier and a horrible spiritual attack. Not to mention the old man who has a baby.

How did he get in?

Lin Biao looked at the two holes in front of him.

There are only these two holes in the house, which are dark and deep, one is constantly attracting and undulates, and the other side is very dark, with only a dead atmosphere.

Because of the silence, the vitality of the old man is very striking in this hole. It seems that the old man exists in the cave.

Also, even though the hole is dead and abnormal, the horror that can make the mortal horror will not scare the practitioner. There is no real danger in the dead cave, then it seems that the old man did not get there.

On the other side of the hole, not to mention the dangerous atmosphere that faintly emerged, just the seemingly absent call and rejection, it has already stopped him.

But... is that really the case?

Lin Biao took his footsteps and hesitated.

If the deep and dead hole is really dead, what does the old man enter?

Take a step back, what is the meaning of the trap, if it is so easy to judge, you can draw the correct conclusion, as the ancient family, too disrespect!

At this time, thinking of the guidance of the vast battle cloud, he took the opportunity to stand up, bite his teeth, and walked in the hole with the sound of attraction and rejection...

However, he forgot. He is now a mortal. Even if the body and the will are strong, the realm is not unfolded, and the **** blockade and mental strength do not move, the sensation will not be more than the mortal.

If his realm is released, I am afraid I can perceive more differences, and in that case he will still choose the hole that he chooses now, and this is a trap!

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"The yin and yang double mysterious pool left by the ancestors is very mysterious. It has two functions. It corresponds to two different holes. One main student, one main death, and in constant change, Cong Sheng can break through the essence. Under Congsheng, only the seal of its own realm can be used to find the right path with the intuition of mortals. If you think too much... you will make a decision to kill yourself..."

"The younger generation remembers... This is just for my family." The stone statue hesitated for a moment and asked.

"Not bad."

A little nodded, his face suddenly became ruddy: "Since the ancestors refining this pool, the blood of non-family, once entered, will receive a bombardment in the first moment, and the sacred environment will be hit hard. If you don’t quit in time, it’s not surprising that you’re inside!”

The stone statue was shocked: "So the kid is not dead?"

Wen Yan, A Santon paused, then shook his head: "I have not arrived in the ancestral world, I do not know the past and present, I do not know the eight parties, do not know the origin of the source, his blood has not yet opened, how do you know that he is not my ethnicity ""

The stone statue was stiff for a few seconds after listening to this, but when he saw that Ah San had turned and left, he was about to ask.

"What you want to know, you can see it with your eyes. I don't want to talk about it."

The stone statue grew up and stiffened for a long time, until A3 completely disappeared into its eyes, only to return to God, using its stone-friction sound, respectfully said: "Yes! Nineteen... too."

If he is still, he must be able to see the fear in his eyes at this moment, because the words of Ah San remind him of some horrible memories in the already obscured memory.

Those memories are not forgotten because of their sleep, but because they have inadvertently forgotten them...

"That kind of thing... even if I burn it to ash, I can't forget it..."

He held the broken sword and kept it outside the hole, but he did not dare to look behind him, as if he was the biggest horror behind him.

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Legend has it that in the early years, the ancestral world was born with a strange cow, the color is like a blue drain, the body is like a horrible mountain, the top of the sky is full of the sun and the moon, and the foot of the Kyushu is in the world, only a pair of horns It is a big curse to break the river and stir up the sky.

Later, a great emperor was born, and the green cow was unknown.

However, the emperor is unknown.

The emperor did not leave a name that people could tell, and even the heavens and the earth could not remember his existence.

But some people know that it was the last emperor who appeared before the destruction of the ancestors!

This is hope!

In the far northwestern state, a deserted Daqing Mountain seems to be somewhat similar to the Daqing Mountain where Teng Yi is located, but it is different.

An old blue cow, squatting under the big green tree, squatting on the grass, suddenly raised his head at this time. He looked at the edge of the distant wilderness, the same direction of a big green hill.

"Food without saying, eating without thinking!"

At this moment, a middle-aged man with a high crown walked to the old cow, picked up the square ruler in his hand, and gently and seriously knocked on the head of the old blue cow.

Only this time, the world is one.

"呜呜-"

The old blue cow grievously spit a breath.

Then, in the middle of the high-crown caress, it lowered his head and continued to pick up the grass on the ground.

On the Daqing Mountain, the high-crown middle-aged seems to have been recalled, and looked up into the distance.

"You will see you soon. You are not seeing him now. Even if he is, he will not be the one you remember - your master..."

Touching the head of the old green cow, Gao Guanzhong slowly fell into recollection: "I have traveled through the ages and the long rivers. I can’t be anxious this time. It’s still unknown after success. Even if the saints don’t die, the emperor will not die. Soul, but he did not leave a mark in this world..."

He seems to be comforting the old blue cow, but it seems to be comforting himself.

"I can't remember what I said. Who is right and who is wrong in the past? Who can tell it now?"

Speaking of this, he looked awkward, and his right hand took out the ruler and tapped his left hand palm as if he was thinking, but he was also beating himself.

"Oh..." At this time, the old green cow licked the hoe.

"Well...? You said, I am a coward?"

"Alas!"

Gao Guanzhong looked at the old green cow, gently shook his head, his eyes narrowed, and his face became deep. "No, you may be right, but... everyone has disappeared, and now I am alone in the world, I think It’s timid, sometimes not necessarily wrong...

If I am bolder, or I will never see him..."

"No, I have taken another step forward. I think this is finally wrong, my friend."

When I was in the middle of the high school, I didn’t know when I had become a child. The ruler in my hand also turned into a flute and sat on the back of the green cow.

"Come, go to the place of the appointment, don't be like the last time... I can still deal with the mysterious turtle, but this time it is not the kind of thing next to him..."

"呜呼～"

With a bang, the flute knocked on the head of the old blue cow.

"If you can't restrain, you will be arranged for another place!" Although turned into a shepherd boy, he still looks serious and constrains the green cow.

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At this time, Lin Biao fell into a big crisis.

Ah San said that only the blood of the same family can find the right path, otherwise it will be attacked by the early robbery, but it does not say that it has the blood. If you go the wrong way, what will happen...

In the wrong hole, there is only one sword in the wrong channel!

"Yes... what is this!"

Lin squatted on the dull chest, half squatting on the ground, looking at the sword, no, it was the top of the sword, the drop of blood!

A drop... surrounded by the red blood of the black mist!

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