The Burial of the Fantasy City

Mo Yu is one body and mind, blending into heaven and earth, as if it has become part of the long river of time connecting the ancient times, the ancient times, and the chaotic ancient times.

It seems that only he is left in heaven and earth.

The sea of hearts is expanding, and the soul is spreading.

His consciousness seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and flew into the endless void.

He seems to have crossed countless interfaces, and it is like swimming through countless rivers of time, entering the vast ancient era.

He suddenly saw a dragon covering the sky, its body stretched for tens of thousands of miles, it danced the dragon body, hanging across the sky, and the majestic aura coerced Kyushu!

Roar!

Roar!

Roar!

…

Nine dragons and countless strong people flew out of the darkness, juxtaposed with the original dragon in the sky, and then killed the gods in the unknown space together.

The sky collapsed, and the mountains and rivers were shattered.

The dragon’s blood was empty, and the bones were cracked.

Ten thousand dragons are silent, and a hundred races are dying together.

The earth floats corpses, and Kyushu weeps blood.

Between heaven and earth, there is a sad song and desolation.

In the vast sky, only the original dragon remained. The dragon’s eyes were full of sorrow, and it roared up to the sky, emitting a mournful roar that resounded throughout the world.

A dazzling light emerged from the dragon’s body, and the dragon was burning its own dragon yuan.

After a dozen breaths.

A mysterious Celestial Monument descended from nothingness, and the dragon raised its claws to grab the Celestial Monument, and then flew towards the end of Tianyu.

In the void, like a heavenly thunder roaring, the dragon holding the heavenly monument is fighting to the death with an unknown existence.

I don’t know from what moment it started, one corpse after another fell from nothingness.

The lowest cultivation is the half-ancestor, the higher is the ancestral god, and the highest is a half-step stone king.

Roar!

Until the end, it was the dragon that fell out of nothingness.

In the blood of the dragon, the dragon fell to the ground and turned into the Yellow River.

And the heavenly monument that was summoned disappeared into the Yellow River.

……

I don’t know when, the body was like an abyss of ink rain, and a touch of sadness also appeared in his eyes.

As if agreeing with the dragon’s behavior, he had not yet opened his eyes, but he whispered softly in his mouth.

“If there is that day, it will be like you to wipe out the ancestors of the otherworld, bury the heavens of the otherworld, and create a bright and green sky for the creatures of my Kyushu!”

This moment.

The Yellow River outside the Yellow River Novice Village, its inland water boiled, and suddenly caused terrifying waves. Countless rising waves are like roaring yellow dragons.

They are responding, they are cheering.

This moment.

In the chaotic river of time, a dragon spirit broke out of the river, and the appearance of the dragon spirit was no different from the giant dragon that Mo Yu saw when he traveled the world. The dragon spirit floats above the river of time, and it gazes through the boundaries of time and space at the closed ink rain.

“I am the ancestor dragon, in order to destroy the other world, I have endured for ten thousand years, and my achievements have fallen before I go one step further. Nine sons all fell, a hundred tribes died together, life was ruined, and Kyushu wept blood. Feel the heart of Ru, dedicate the power of me, help Ru bury the other world, and create a new heaven! ”

Yu Tiandi is silent, and Yu Moyu is sound.

When the voice disappeared, the dragon spirit on the river of time turned into a stream of light, passing through time and space and disappearing into Mo Yu’s forehead.

The body was frozen and motionless, the body trembled slightly, and the eyelids blinked slightly, but they did not really open.

Wow~

A piece of heavenly monument with ‘Yongzhen Mandarin’ appeared in the snow bamboo forest for no reason, and it was painted with a galloping barbarian dragon, an endless sea of blood, a dry bone mountain, and a lifeless city.

After this Heavenly Monument Shadow appeared, it was filled with a strange light.

“I have a nest clan, feel the heart of Ru, and serve my power to help Ru bury and destroy the other world and create a new heaven!”

At the same time that the voice of an ancient emperor came out from within the shadow of the Heavenly Monument, a stream of light also flew out and disappeared into Mo Yu’s forehead.

Mo Yu’s body shook slightly for the second time.

Wow~

The second Heavenly Monument appeared, on which were painted the magnificent Heavenly Palace and Qionglou Yuyu.

“I am the Flintstone, I feel the heart of Ru, and I serve my power to help Ru bury and destroy the other world, and create a new heaven!”

With this ancient emperor’s voice, the third streamer flew out and disappeared into Mo Yu’s forehead.

Mo Yu’s body shook slightly for the third time.

Wow~

The phantom shadow of the third Heavenly Monument appeared, and at the same time the voice of the third ancient emperor sounded.

“I am the Shennong clan, I feel the heart of Ru, and I serve my power to help Ru bury and destroy the other world and create a new heaven!”

The fourth streamer flew out and haunted Mo Yu’s forehead, and Mo Yu’s body shook slightly for the fourth time.

Next, five more Heavenly Monument phantoms appeared one after another, and the voices of the five great emperors of Huangdi, Valerian, Di Xuan, Yao, and Shun also appeared one after another.

Like the previous times, five streams of light disappeared into Mo Yu’s forehead in turn.

From the ancestor dragon, to the three ancient emperors of the Flintstone, Youchao clan, and Shenlong clan, and then to the five great emperors of the Yellow Emperor, Valeri, Di Xuan, Yao, and Shun, a total of nine streams of light turned into the power of the ancestor gods, all of which entered Mo Yu’s body, causing his body to tremble nine times.

Nine is the pole of use, and ten is the pole of the body.

Nine is the end, the end is change, and the change is born. The body is used as one, nine hides ten, and ten is one.

After absorbing the power of the Nine Ancestors, after the body was nine shocks, the hidden world in the flawless chaotic body of the ink rain had a faint cheer sounding inside.

Make the sky!

Make the sky!

Make the sky!

…

Feeling the sound of calling, Mo Yu’s soul wandering the world was dragged back to the body.

Mo Yu, opened his eyes, and also made the sky.

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PS: Ten more done. Alas, I really didn’t expect this one to be written for so long. The ten of the new books are another book, which literally scrapped me. Alas, do not say anything, go to sleep.