Doulou Dalu’s Ultimate God of War

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Haoyue was empty, and the brilliance spread.

The moonlight like water makes the whole forest of gods dim, and it looks like a layer of veil in the distance.

The night is quiet, but Xiao Yan is not sleepy at all. He pushes out the door and gently jumps onto the roof. He lays the mat on the tiles, and then lies on it to look at the moon.

On this full moon night, there was a feeling of uneasiness in his heart. He had always believed in this spiritual sense of himself. At the beginning, he thought that there would be dangerous dangers, but as time passed, he denied Got that kind of guessing.

It is not so much a feeling of restlessness, but rather a tremor from the soul. Xiao Yan felt faintly discernable that something was calling him. It was the kind of call that resonated with his heart and made him feel unsettled.

With the passage of time, the call became stronger and stronger, and he was surprised to find that a light of rays of light was emitted from him, exuding a divine breath.

This is by no means golden True Qi coming out of his spirit power during operation, but to the faint holy light resembling the bones of ancient gods. This holy light makes Xiao Yan feel very comfortable, but His heart is getting harder and calmer.

At this time he has clearly sensed the call, which is a direction from the north of the city, the direction of the remains of the war!

Xiao Yan felt confused, and his body exuded mysterious “holy light”. His instinct told him that the holy radiance was exactly the same as the rays of light exuded by the god鈥檚 bones. The ancient Fiendgod cemetery was resurrected and related.

After an hour passed, Xiao Yan suffered a fierce struggle in his heart, and he could not bear it anymore. He stood up and rushed to the north of the city.

When he transported spirit power, he found that the “holy light” disappeared, but the faintly discernable call still haunted him.

Xiao Yan stepped into the mountain forest. At this time, the mountain was very quiet. Only the night birds crowed occasionally. The night wind gently flicked, and the fragrance of flowers and plants filled the forest.

He carefully sensed the call and walked fast in the mountains, and the birds and beasts perched in the forest were run away by him from time to time.

One hour later, Xiao Yan came to the remains of the God of War, where he slowed down. It was originally deserted here, but recently due to rumors of magical hands, there will be cultivator in the vicinity of 30 li every day, only here at night is the most peaceful.

Xiao Yan turned over a mountain broken by an ancient god and came to that dry lake valley. The river has been diverted and the original lake turned into a trough.

There are no tall trees in the valley, only low bushes and flowers. Xiao Yan felt that the call to feel ill at ease originated from here. He stood motionless in the middle of the valley, let go of his body and mind, and integrated himself into this world. The holy glory emerged from his body again.

The moonlight is like water, Wan Lai is still, and a glowing silhouette stands alone in the middle of the valley.

In this brief moment Xiao Yan’s heart is so ethereal, he can feel the grass and trees nearby with his eyes closed. He saw two birds sleeping on the neck of a tree, he saw a squirrel sticking his head out of the hole, he saw a wild fox watching him secretly and vigilantly…

Although he was closing his eyes, the nearby scenes really came into his mind. In the extreme silence, he merged into this world, and everything nearby could be sensed by him.

Finally, he finally found the root of the call, and it came from his feet. A faint wave came from the ground. In a trance, he seemed to hear the cry of a woman: “I… want… see… see… …Days…days…”

Xiao Yan woke up suddenly, when he carefully captured the ethereal sound, there was no sound, only the faintly discernable fluctuations came into his heart.

“Underground… the slight fluctuations came from the underground!” he lowered his head to himself.

Xiao Yan pulled out the long knife behind him, and concentrated all his skill on the body of the knife. In the hazy moonlight, the long knife showed dazzling rays of light, like a round of dazzling in the sun, he slashed down to the ground.

“hong”

A loud noise, sand and stone flying, and a huge crack appeared in the middle of the valley. Suddenly, a clear spring rushed out of the cracks to the ground more than two meters high, and the clear water splashed from the air to the ground.

Xiao Yan was shocked and backed away hurriedly, but what surprised him was still behind.

The huge fissures he cut with a long knife are slowly expanding. The nearby soil layer is sinking downwards. There seems to be an earthquake in the valley. The whole surface begins to vibrate. Xiao Yan startled and quickly ran out of the valley.

He stood on the edge of the valley, staring at the changes in the valley with surprise. The whole valley is slowly breaking. Criss-crossed cracks appear in the valley. The cracked soil layer keeps collapsing downwards, and spring water continuously flows from the cracks to the surface.

Xiao Yan’s close observation reveals that there is a fault rock beneath the surface, and that it is an underground lake five feet below the fault rock. He might of a single blade broke a gap for the underground lake, caused the water below to surge up, and caused the nearby fault rock and soil to collapse, causing a chain reaction, and completely fractured and collapsed the fault rock above the underground lake. .

In a short time, the dry lake valley turned into a lake, and the water level continued to rise, and the birds and beasts nearby ran away in panic.

Xiao Yan looked at the diversion river that was not far away. The underground lake must have been formed thousands of years after the diversion of the river. The river must be secretly connected to the underground lake.

After one hour, the water level in the lake did not rise, and it gradually calmed down, and a beautiful small lake appeared in the original valley. The lake is like a mirror, the moon is like water, the fragrance of the breeze mixed with silk wild flowers gently flicks, in this brief moment the forest is quiet and beautiful.

How deep the Xiaohu is, Xiao Yan can鈥檛 visually check it. He doesn鈥檛 know if he can sneak into the bottom of the lake. The mysterious objects in the hands of the ancient gods are indeed attractive, but the dark bottom of the lake makes him feel a breath of danger that makes him afraid to jump into the lake easily.

He dropped a boulder into the lake. The boulder splashed a large splash of water and rippled, but there was no movement in the lake water. He was a little uneasy, thinking about catching a mountain beast nearby and throwing it into the lake, but the huge noise when the broken rock layer of the lake valley had already stunned the nearby birds and beasts, he turned around without any gain.

Looking at the bottom of the dark lake, Xiao Yan hesitated. Finally, he took off his coat and took off his long knife and put it on the ground. He held two cold light daggers in his hand and jumped into the lake. in.