Great Heaven Sovereign

Yang fan can't feel any change in the will of martial arts, or.

He had no other feelings except the condensation of God's eyes.

"Elder, can you make it clear?" Yang Fan asked.

The second floor never said so much.

But this time, he told himself for the first time that so many things, in addition to making Yang Fan feel unexpected, are serious.

"Keep going."

"At the end of the road, you will see the answer!" The second floor sighed and didn't say any more.

Yang Fan's heart was extremely heavy in an instant.

The second floor can be warned with such an attitude, which is in itself a problem.

"Wu Dao will..." Yang Fan repeated. He wanted to use Wu Dao will to test it to see what had changed.

But as soon as the idea grew in his heart, he stopped directly.

"How could this happen?" Yang Fan exclaimed.

He just wanted to burst out the will of martial arts, but he felt that his whole body was affected, and his eyes directly wanted to open.

In other words, he can't use his martial will at all now. Otherwise, you will open your eyes. In this way, it conflicts with the warning on the second floor.

In other words, this is a situation without solution.

Unfortunately, no one has come to solve his doubts now.

A moment later, Yang Fan gathered his mind, turned his eyes and looked deep.

"Will you see the answer at the end of the road? In that case, I'll walk over!" Yang Fan said faintly and set off again.

He is a person who does not believe in evil. If there is no answer to this matter, Yang Fan is unwilling.

All the way through, Yang Fan was not hindered. It seems that there is a broad road in front of him.

However, Yang Fan was not surprised.

His master once said that this barren mountain is the backbone of heaven and earth. The five element Taoist king also said that he had been recognized by the backbone of heaven and earth.

This shows that now the barren mountain is like his own back garden.

However, the deeper Yang Fan went, the heavier he felt.

War spirit!

Kill me!

And countless wails!

Countless sobs!

It seems that in silence, someone cries, lacks hatred, someone laughs wildly, and drops blood into the sky

This feeling was so sad that Yang Fan was distracted.

It was as if the first World War had been repeated in front of him thousands of years ago. Every step was full of blood and earth.

Yang Fan sighed:

"I will never repent of what I said before. If one day, the sky breaks, Yang Fan will fight with a horizontal gun and form an array to meet the enemy!"

Yang Fan's voice fell faintly.

Then in a flash, the sense of tragedy broke out directly.

Suddenly, the Qiang flute sounded and the horn even camped, as if responding to Yang Fan.

Yang Fan's ghost eyes twinkled. In a trance, he saw figures wandering, but when he reached out and touched them, they disappeared again.

"Is it..."

Yang Fan was shocked.

He didn't believe what appeared in front of him was an illusion.

This kind of feeling is just like what we met on the battlefield of the southern continent before.

They clearly exist, but they seem to be in another time and space.

"Don't think about it. They're dead." Suddenly, just then, a voice appeared.

Yang Fan was stunned, suddenly looked up and saw a figure.

"The living dead!"

As soon as he thought about it, Yang Fan directly connected this person with his master.

It's so similar!

The breath passed from as like as two peas in two people is exactly the same as Yang Fan's first time when he saw his master.

"His breath appeared, and I guessed that he brought me a man who can fight for this world in the future."

"You... Are very good."

"Although the cultivation is poor, your accumulation is unparalleled today!"

Said the man.

Yang Fan said nothing. Facing the sudden figure, Yang Fan was a little caught off guard. At this moment, Yang Fan's heart also turns sharply when he hears the other party's opening.

There is no doubt that he in this population should be his teacher.

Just... What is called fighting for this world?

What does it have to do with yourself?

Yang Fan felt inexplicable, but his intuition told him what this population said.

It's him!

"Elder... What's going on?" Yang Fan asked.

"If you want to ask what happened thousands of years ago, I can only tell you that the buildings will collapse. We have too many enemies to face." Said the other person.

Yang Fan slowly looked up and his eyes fell on the opposite body.

Then I saw that there was nothing strange, just an ordinary middle-aged man. There is nothing else except the feeling of the strange living dead in your teacher and your master.

Even, he could not even perceive the accomplishments of the other party.

But Yang Fan caught a sentence in the other party's tone, we!

If the other side just wants to tell him about the first World War a thousand years ago, it is also the enemy they face, not us.

"What the elder means is that they will make a comeback soon? There will be a war here soon?" Yang Fan asked.

Although he had guessed the possibility, Yang Fan still asked again.

"You're right. Besides, I heard what you said before. You said, you want to fight with a horizontal gun and form an array to meet the enemy!" Said the middle-aged man.

There is endless expectation in the tone.

As if... Finally saw the light.

"Don't worry, sir. What I said will naturally be fulfilled. Even if I must die, I won't shrink back." Yang Fan said firmly.

To tell the truth, if someone told Yang Fan that you want to protect the Wutian continent and fight for the common people, Yang Fan would scoff and respond with two words: fool.

But after going through this way, Yang Fan felt the same feeling in his heart, as if he also felt the desolation of the first world war that year.

Therefore, Yang Fan will promise the first World War.

This war is not for anyone, just for the lost heroes, that's all.

"I naturally believe that if you don't even have this responsibility, Wu Chuanqi won't send you."

"Come on, I know you still have a lot of doubts. Let's say as we walk!" Said the middle-aged man.

Speechless all the way.

They just walked in the dark.

The middle-aged man didn't stop until there was no way ahead and the sky had come to an end:

"It was a dark and turbulent era. The war burned the sky, countless strong men fell, and countless heroes were buried."

"This is the backbone of heaven and earth. It was one of the battlefields of World War I. But now it has become a place to bury bones."

"Barren mountains are lucky to bury British bones, and heaven is innocent and becomes a villain." The man said, and infinite hatred burst out in his eyes.

This hatred is so strong that it wants to tear the sky and destroy the world.

Yang Fan was shocked. Even though he was now transformed and felt the breath, he was still falling into the abyss, as if he had fallen in a flash.

He didn't know what had happened that year, which could make the man burst out such hatred.

As if the world owes and the creatures betray.

So, at the moment, he just gritted his teeth and endured.

Fortunately, however, the man's mood did not last long:

"Sorry, it's me. After all, it's been so many years." The man said, feeling calm.

"Elder, what happened in those years? If this is a battlefield, what is the ancient battlefield where my master is located?" Yang Fan felt that there were many mysteries. He came to the end to find an answer, but he got deeper and deeper.