Chapter 47 Tianxuan Saint [asking for monthly tickets, investment]

The demon ape has a pair of shiny black horns on its head, which are thick and ferocious. Although its body is not very big, its power is even greater than that of the golden-winged Roc. Its black hair is like demonic flames. It spreads its wings and soars into the sky, exploding with tremendous murderous aura above the sky, like a passing hurricane, causing the passing primitive old forest to be filled with flying sand and rocks, and a doomsday scene with broken trees.

This guy is actually an ancient relic of the Tongbi Demon Ape lineage.

The next moment, the demon ape and the golden-winged Roc, like enemies meeting each other, were extremely jealous of each other and collided directly with each other.

Rumbling--

Deep in the primeval forest, there was an earthquake, rocks collapsed, the ground cracked, and ancient trees turned to ashes. The black magic wind and the golden divine wind collided violently.

In just a short while, the entire primitive mountain range was filled with flying sand and rocks, and traces of battles between monsters. Fortunately, the old forest was large enough, and even after being ravaged, new grass and trees would grow on the earth after the next rain.

Jiang Ming has returned to the old madman and restored his original appearance with sincerity. He stands on a mountain peak with the old man, gazing at the ancient forbidden land in the distance. The most conspicuous thing there is the nine holy mountains.

While the old madman was still silently grieving, Jiang Ming couldn't help but think of his experiences in his previous life and the more than one hundred elite disciples of Shushan.

After the battle, all his fellow brothers and sisters who entered the Demon Locking Tower were killed by Jiang Ming.

All sects are based on elite disciples. These disciples are young and promising, and are the backbone of Shushan. Their complete annihilation this time has destroyed most of Shushan's foundation in one fell swoop.

"Ooooooooooo-"

Jiang Ming's memories of his previous life surged wildly. He was already in a state of possession and he cried out in pain. His cries were as loud as thunder. If it weren't for the spreading of the Taoist patterns under the old madman's feet, the mountain would have been shaken down.

"It's all my fault. I'm a beast, disloyal, unfilial, unkind, unjust, and have accomplished nothing. I will be hated forever."

Jiang Ming looked up to the sky and cried, tears streaming down his face. "What is the Tao? What is heaven? How can I let go? Can the dead come back to life? Can time flow backwards? Can everything start all over again?"

"Can everything start over again?" The old madman also cried loudly, grinning foolishly and shaking his head, looking extremely sad.

During this process, even the ancient species did not dare to approach these two people.

The old madman is a frequent visitor here. Many people in the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm and even the ancient species above the half-step great power know him. Every once in a while, this old man rushes here to stare at the ancient forbidden land and cry bitterly.

There was once a powerful individual among the ancient species who tried to provoke him, but was directly shocked to death by his crying and turned into powder. It was extremely horrifying.

After many bloody lessons, even the death of powerful ancient species, no ancient species dared to provoke this crazy human race anymore.

Today, the crazy old man not only came to cry by himself, but also brought a newcomer. This guy was not a good person at first glance. There was demonic energy surging on his body, and murderous aura soaring into the sky. Demonic clouds were rolling around him, and the murderous aura frightened his mind. It seemed as if he would pick up a sword and slaughter all living beings in the next moment.

In this way, the two of them cried for most of the day, and the old madman finally stopped crying. Every time he came here to take a look, he would wake up for a short while. In a trance, he turned his head and looked at Jiang Ming. If he hadn't remembered, he would have almost slapped him to death when he saw him like this.

Jiang Ming looked to be only about 22 years old, but his eyes contained endless vicissitudes of life, as if he had gone through many hardships, and were filled with sadness, madness and despair. There was a sword mark on his forehead that was like a demon. Although he was a Taoist with a clear sword heart, he was trapped by his own inner demons and could not extricate himself.

Looking at his demonic energy, his howling, the rolling demonic clouds, and the murderous aura rising to the sky, the old madman also felt that it was extremely troublesome. This guy was very wrong. Killing him with a palm was a small matter, but releasing the demon soul in the cage of the physical body would be a big deal. At that time, maybe a big demon would really be released.

"Okay, stop crying. The dead are gone, and the living are like this. Please accept my condolences."

The old madman could not have imagined that one day, he would actually speak like this to comfort others. However, at this moment, in the ancient forbidden land in the distance, in the center of the nine holy mountains, a white figure suddenly flew out from it and landed on the top of a holy mountain near their direction.

The woman was dressed in a white dress, dancing gracefully, her long skirt fluttering in the wind, as if she would ride the wind away to the Moon Palace at any time. Guanghan stood alone, a peerless beauty, so beautiful that she could overwhelm the whole country.

"Female Garden?"

Jiang Ming cried in a trance, his heart was broken, he beat his chest and stamped his feet, his hair flying wildly. The moment the woman appeared, the face of his confidante from his previous life emerged in his mind.

She has bright eyes, a graceful gaze, white teeth, a sweet smile, a swan neck, and is as slender as a lotus emerging from the water. She is as pure as a chrysanthemum in autumn and as pretty as a peach in spring. She is standing on the edge of a cliff. If she takes another step, she will fall into the endless abyss.

"Be careful, Yuan'er, be careful not to fall."

Jiang Ming shouted loudly and rushed towards the ancient forbidden area.

"Bullshit, she just looks a bit like Nuyuan, but she's not as pretty as our Nuyuan. Don't be impulsive, that place is an ancient forbidden area, it's life-threatening, you've cried enough, we should leave now."

There was a struggle between the inner and outer worlds in Jiang Ming's sea of ​​consciousness, and his main consciousness was somewhat collapsed.

He also didn't expect that the dignified Saint Tianxuan would look exactly like Nuyuan, and their temperaments were almost the same.

"Yes, brother, don't be impulsive. You can't enter the ancient forbidden land."

Jiang Ming in this life also quickly became aware of it and reminded him.

As for the outside world.

The old madman quickly grabbed Jiang Ming's arm and said, "This is an ancient forbidden land. Anyone who enters will leave behind only a handful of ashes. What do you want to do? Who is Nu Yuan?"

Of course the old madman also recognized this woman, and he had long been unable to hold back his tears. She was the former Saint of Tianxuan, and also the only Saint. In their Tianxuan Holy Land, there were only the Three Heroes of Tianxuan, but no Saint Son of Tianxuan, because many geniuses were vying for the position of Saint Son, including the old madman and his junior brother Wei Yi.

But what does it have to do with this kid? Even if he is excited, it should be him, the old madman, who is excited. What does it have to do with you?

Considering that this kid cried with him for one time, no, it was two times, we are all pitiful people in the world, so no one should make things difficult for anyone else.

"Wake up, this is no longer your original world. Look at that woman, she is so beautiful that it is hard to find any flaws.

However, that woman came from an ancient forbidden land. That kind of beauty is totally unrealistic and like a dream. That's her. Everything is fake, a rosy skull, that is a mirage, tempting people to enter the ancient forbidden land. All vitality is deprived, the source of life is devoured and finally turned into powder and vanished. We can never go back to the world of fairy sword and see Nuyuan and Wan'er again.

Think about our Yuan Er's eyes that are as bright as the heaven and earth, think about her extraordinary temperament, and then think about the enjoyment of hugging her icy body, warm in winter and cool in summer. Are you going to fall in love with someone else?"

Jiang Ming tried his best and used his eloquence until he finally persuaded himself.

The art of self-comfort.

This is not a good place, it's time to run away. What's the meaning of this Saint Tianxuan suddenly showing up? The red thread of marriage is tied by the system and has nothing to do with Jiang Ming. He will not go to the ancient forbidden land to take responsibility. Don't even think about it. They are not destined to be together, and we will never see each other again.

(End of this chapter)