Chapter 1477 Entering Kunlun

Yan Beichen caressed the magic knife of Lihen next to him, and murmured, "If I wasn't Lihen, would you still follow me?"

Loudly!

The Demon Sword of Lien Hate seemed to be able to understand Yan Beichen's words, and was trembling with contention.

It has already determined that Yan Beichen is its master, and whether Yan Beichen is Lihen or Shura, it will follow in life and death!

"it is good!"

Yan Beichen's eyes gradually became brighter, and he said proudly: "I, Shura, in this life, I will take you to the upper realm to take a look! I, Shura, will also change my life against the sky and tamper with life and death!"

After speaking, Yan Beichen bowed deeply to the old storyteller and said, "Thank you, senior."

The old storyteller nodded slightly, looking happy.

He really valued Yan Beichen very much.

In his heart, Yan Beichen's achievements may be higher than that of the Demon Sovereign of Li Hate!

Yan Beichen turned to look at Su Zimo and said solemnly, "Zimo, I won't accompany you on your trip to Kunlun Ruins, so be careful."

"Don't worry, brother."

Su Zimo nodded.

Yan Beichen has his own way.

If he followed Su Zimo to the Kunlun Ruins, he might be tied.

Now, seeing that Yan Beichen is safe, Su Zimo is completely relieved, and there is no need to stay in Xuanji Palace.

"Zimo, I..."

As soon as Fairy Ji spoke, Su Zimo already understood her intentions.

Su Zimo smiled and shook his head, and said, "It's not necessary, you are a plain girl in this life, how can you just run to Kunlun Ruins with me casually."

"If the Su Nuzong knows about this, I'm afraid that I will be hunted down by the strong men of the Su Nuzong."

Jihuo also nodded and said, "Don't worry, with Nianqi and I accompanying Zimo, we can always take care of each other."

"Master, Nianqi, don't follow me either."

Su Zimo said solemnly: "This Kunlun Ruins is not a good place, you don't need to accompany me to take risks."

"What does this say?"

Jihuo glared at him, patted the storage bag, and said, "Don't be sentimental, you brat, I have a treasure map here. I went to Kunlun Ruins for this treasure map!"

"Master, I've already come, you can't drive away."

Nian Qi pursed his lips and smiled.

Su Zimo didn't say any more, the three of them looked at each other and smiled, all the love and affection were kept silent.

Now that he had decided to leave, Su Zimo did not delay any longer, said goodbye to Shi Jian and others one by one, and was ready to leave.

The old storyteller said: "You still have the Bloodvine Clan's execution order. If you leave the Xuanji Palace, you will definitely be seen by the Bloodvine Clan."

"I will tear apart the space and take you directly there."

As the old storyteller spoke, he stretched out his palm and stroked the void in front of him.

The void seemed to have been cut by a sharp blade, and a huge gap was split open.

The old storyteller flicked his sleeves, rolled up Su Zimo, Jihuo, and Nianqi, and jumped into the crack.

"Old man, take me one, and I'll go take a look too."

When the crack was about to close, Lin Xuanji shouted, pulled the sleeve of the old storyteller's robe, and jumped in.

A whirlwind.

This feeling is like using a big teleportation charm, the eyes are dim, there is no light at all, and it is difficult to breathe.

It felt like it only took a dozen or so breaths. Su Zimo and the others felt their whole body light up, their eyes brightened, and they finally saw the light again.

Although they are down-to-earth, the hearts of everyone are a little heavy and extremely depressed!

Everyone looked at it subconsciously, and couldn't help but froze on the spot, with shock on their faces!

In front of everyone is a rolling mountain range, and some mountain ranges, as if they had been violently collided, were cut in half!

Some mountain ranges were broken in half.

Between this mountain and wasteland, there are corpses covered with corpses and bones, shocking!

Some of the corpses have not rotted up to now, maintaining their original shape, their bodies are long and long, more than a thousand feet long, and they look like a lying dragon!

This is a dragon skeleton!

A dragon that is more than a thousand feet long, which means that this is a real ancestral dragon!

Just on the edge of the Kunlun Ruins, everyone saw the corpse of an ancestral dragon!

It's really hard to imagine how tragic the battle of the ancient times must have been!

Everyone looked around.

As far as the eye can see, among these piles of bones, there are not only the corpses of the dragon clan, but also the corpses of the other fierce clans, and there are many corpses of unexplainable creatures, covering the entire mountain range!

Such a scene is too shocking.

The aura emanating from the ruins was too oppressive and gloomy.

If the Dao Heart is unstable, in such an environment, it is very easy to have a mental breakdown!

Jihuo looked at the scene in front of him, seemed to think of something, and sighed softly: "At that time, more than ten of us came to explore this treasure, but I didn't expect that I was the only one who survived."

"One of the fellow Daoists, not long after entering the Kunlun Ruins, his Dao heart collapsed."

After a short pause, Jihuo sighed again: "Actually, if I hadn't met Zimo, I would have died a long time ago."

"It's really embarrassing to look back on what I've experienced over the years."

The old storyteller looked at the ruins, and was silent for a long time before slowly saying: "Zimo, you are practicing well in the Kunlun Ruins, you don't have to worry about the Tianhuang Continent. Buy time for you."

Su Zimo nodded.

He went to the Kunlun Ruins, his life and death are unknown, and his future is uncertain.

Even he himself doesn't know if he can come back alive, and when will he be able to return to the wilderness again.

"Senior, take care of you too!"

Su Zimo bowed deeply to the old storyteller.

"Brother Su, I'm waiting for you to come back."

The parting was imminent, and the cynical Lin Xuanji also felt a trace of reluctance in his heart.

Su Zimo waved his hand and stepped into the Kunlun Ruins with Jihuo and Nianqi!

The three walked very slowly, their spiritual senses looked around, tense, for fear of any accident.

The old storyteller kept looking at the three of them from outside the Kunlun Ruins, and he didn't come back to his senses until the figures of the three disappeared.

"Old man, why do you suddenly become sentimental."

Lin Xuanji asked with a frown.

He knew the old storyteller too well.

He could feel the pessimism in the old storyteller's heart!

"With Brother Su's talent, there is a dragon and a phoenix incarnation, and a Qinglian incarnation. If you grow up, the fierce clan will definitely not be your opponent!"

Lin Xuanji was very optimistic.

The old storyteller shook his head slightly and said, "I'm afraid, there's not much time left."

"If you wait another 10,000 years, I believe that Huangwu will definitely be able to reach the top and become an existence comparable to the emperor."

"But now there are more and more conflicts between the fierce clan and the cultivation world, and the fierce clan's actions are more and more frequent. This last battle is coming soon!"

Lin Xuanji froze in his heart and asked, "Old man, how long do you estimate it will take?"

"No more than a hundred years at most."

The voice of the old storyteller had a hint of heaviness.

century!

Lin Xuanji finally understood why the old storyteller was so pessimistic.

A hundred years is too short!

For cultivators, a hundred years is fleeting!

Not to mention stepping into the Mahayana realm, it is already very good that Su Zimo can improve a small realm.

Taking a step back and thinking, even if Huang Wu stepped into the Mahayana realm, how would he fight against the powerful and powerful kings of the fierce races?

The old storyteller murmured softly, "Do your best and obey the destiny."

Set up a flag and add more tomorrow!