The black and red soil cannot tell whether it is blood or the original color of the earth.

The cold wind blew from the depths, blowing through the girl's slender body with desolation.

Zhang Xinghuo's body was trembling slightly, not because of the fear of facing the terrifying scene, but because of the inexplicable sadness that suddenly emerged in her heart.

How long have these bones in front of you been like this?

Ten years, a hundred years...or a thousand years?

She suddenly felt her cheeks were a little cooler, and subconsciously touched her cheeks, which were tears shed at some point.

"Master."

She opened her mouth, and the thousands of words finally turned into these two words.

"There is no murderer, no conspiracy, no right or wrong."

Lu Ze gave a shocking answer. He stood in front of the girl, and the shadow of the red phoenix flashed deep in the child's hole.

Under the phoenix boy who penetrated through the false, behind the sad and terrifying bone cemetery is a vast black sky as vast as the sea.

The thick black kept surging and rolling, but it could never exceed the coverage of black mud and red clay.

The black crack that once appeared and disappeared in the mountain road appeared and disappeared here at a density of dozens of times.

This is a world that is completely different from reality.

Just as the light is brighter, the shadow is as dark as the shadow is.

The girl raised her head and looked at Lu Ze's back. She could feel the surging emotions under the calm language of her master.

Lu Ze was silent for a moment and said, "Save the tribe with individual sacrifice. The confusion that had troubled me for a long time has been solved. This is a story that is doomed to be a tragedy."

Zhang Xinghuo still seemed to understand, but she keenly captured the word "ben" in Lu Ze's last sentence.

Lu Ze knew that the girl had many doubts, but she did not explain.

He walked around the black mud and red clay with his hands behind his back, staring at the piles of white bones, his voice low.

"Most of these bones died voluntarily. They may have arrived here before their death with love for life or with hope for the continuation of the next generation of life..."

The bones in sight that are intact and cross-sitting are very similar to the sitting transformation of a practitioner.

But they did not sit at home, but came to such a desolate land.

"There are also those who were killed here. They may be sad or angry, but they do not know that they will protect future generations for thousands of years after their death." Lu Ze said, pointing to several bones that lack limbs.

"Do they have to die here?" Zhang Xinghuo finally couldn't help asking.

"Not necessarily." Lu Ze responded softly, then his tone was extremely confident, "but they must have not found any other way."

"This is a seal. From the day of blessing, there is only one road to the end."

"What's sealed?" Zhang Xinghuo's heart trembled.

"Destined toward extinction."

Lu Ze looked at every bone and every piece of soil carefully, and he no longer paid attention to the love, hatred and hatred of individuals in Wuyuan Lu.

Among these traces left by history, what he saw was the past of the ethnic groups living here struggling for fate.

He will not ignore these sacrifices that have been destroyed in the long river of history.

For human race, no matter how small the sacrifice is, it is worthy of respect.

"The person who found this method must be a genius and could find such a little possibility among countless impossible possibilities."

"He might know what the possible end of that silk is, but in the end it was all lost to time."

Lu Ze's voice was filled with emotion.

This land is like a videographer of history, flashing the past in a silent way.

Lu Ze seemed to see countless dying people coming here spontaneously, choosing to return the origin of life to heaven and earth. Together with those who were killed here, they repaired the cracks with their own spirit and flesh and blood to maintain the stability of the space.

How tragic and firm.

That's the only one left after exhausting all the methods.

After seeing this "cemetery", Lu Ze understood the reason why the expedition team came here and the motive of the hunter to seduce the giant beast at night.

Only creatures can prevent the expansion of the rift.

Countless creatures have been buried here for thousands of years, with countless qi, blood, spirit, and energy being reinforced and sealed layer by layer.

Unfortunately, for floods, it is impossible to block them.

In the star source vision that Phoenix Child saw, there were dozens or hundreds of times the star source power superimposed in the cemetery, which was violent and violent and on the verge of losing control. It was no longer something that could be blocked by the flesh and blood of creatures.

The arrival of the tower will not be transferred by the individual's will and will not be blocked by the individual.

No matter how much effort these dead and living people made, the tower still stood in the end, and countless creatures were in trouble.

So he just said that this is a story that is destined to be a tragedy.

In the future, I have never heard of the news about the Wuyuan Land. At that moment, the Wuyuan Land was annihilated.

And the elder who had once met was just a poor person to survive.

The Fogyuan Land is actually just the dust that rises when the tower stands.

...

No one knew that deep in the ancient land, a young man revealed the secrets of the past thousand years of Wuyuan in just a few words!

Zhang Xinghuo listened to Lu Ze's calm narration without understanding. She didn't know that the reason why Lu Ze analyzed based on limited clues was exactly the same as the oral history of the Ten Ancestors.

"Master, will we all die in the future?" Zhang Xinghuo asked a very ambiguous sentence, but she knew that the master would understand and could hear the hopes contained in her language.

"The seal is broken, you will die, they will die, and those who have lived here for thousands of years will die. In the face of natural disasters, no one can keep it alone."

"But you just said one word!" Zhang Xinghuo clenched his fists.

“Because that’s the future under normal circumstances.”

Lu Ze stopped, his eyes became sharp and dazzling from carelessness, and his originally calm tone was full of the sound of golden swords at this moment!

"But when I appeared here, I, Lu Ze, had the final say in the matter here!"

After the words came to the center of Lu Ze's feet, thousands of dark red air waves exploded from the ground, woven into a huge shadow covering a thousand meters, and instantly shot backwards towards the sky and converged at the highest point.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The terrifying aura of destroying the world emerged from Lu Ze, sweeping across the entire space like a hurricane.

Zhang Xinghuo looked at his master in shock, and his eyes followed his master's eyes into the distance.

There, a giant tree was thorned into powder, and behind the smoke and dust, a figure of Taoist jumped up in panic and turned around and ran backwards.

Lu Ze's eyes were indifferent, his right hand was raised flat, and his five fingers were holding each other violently.

"Returning to the sword!"

As the sound fell, the sword of the Red Dust Fly floated at the end of a thousand meters.

When the figure saw the sword beam Yao facing him, he was shocked and terrified.

It is impossible to dodge at all.

Because when he saw the sword light rise, there was a red mountain torrent in front of him, which hit him hard.

His body, the pure green aura, was like a giant tree hit by a flying red torrent from the outside to the inside, without even a moment of stopping, and crashing back straight back.

--boom!

The earth shakes!

The red swallowed his vision. Zhang Xinghuo subconsciously reached out to block it, but he did not feel the torrent of destruction hitting him. She quickly put down her arm and blurted out when she saw the figure clearly.

"Manager Yan!?"

The man who was burly and tall but was tied by his master like a chicken to be slaughtered... It was Yan Wenchang!

Yan Wenchang raised his energy and wanted to resist, but Lu Ze's palm was as unmoved as iron cast, and the air around him was like ten thousand tons of sea water, ubiquitous holes, squeezing all his moving space.

He struggled in horror and looked at Lu Ze.

If there is a medicine for regret, he will stay away from the beginning and even turn around and escape directly from the ancient land.

"The Indestructible Master of the Village"

What kind of strength is this!

What's going on with the huge barrier that covers a thousand meters?

How could there be such a despicable person in Wuyuan Land?

His 11-star realm is exactly the same as the chicken that has shaved hair and is waiting to be slaughtered in his hands!

How did he run into his own expedition team?

...

Yan Wenchang opened his mouth and breathed desperately, and the waves of terrifying momentum were about to suffocate him.

No, it's not an illusion!
To be continued...