Vol 3 Chapter 2482: There is a grave in my heart

The dome of the river, the river closed, and the ban on the chest was a little untied.
Below the stone pillar, the five-color stone seems to be inductive.
Rising up, a little bit of convergence with the river. If there are no accidents, the five-color stone will not be long before it will merge with the river.
After the integration, what happens will not be known.
Perhaps, it will unravel the seal in the five-color stone; perhaps, the five-color stone is thus integrated with the river, and the wing of time and space is obtained by it.
Perhaps the river will die, and after the death, the five elements of the gods will burst, and the wings of time and space will appear.
Everything is possible, and everything may not happen.
The corner of the mouth with a smile, quietly watching the two, a little closer, not moving.
At his side, Yan Cangming and Zhenyuan, the two are looking dignified.
"Damn, what the idea is in the end. I still have no sincerity. In the event of the wing of time and space, I was succeeded by the river, and not everything is finished."
Yan Cangfu secretly conveyed the true far, showing his inner entanglement and anxiety.
The true face is also not good-looking, responding: "This guy must know what we don't know, and can't let this river merge with the Five Elements, otherwise we are too passive."
Yan Cangming thought thoughtfully and turned his head and said: "Hey, this situation is a bit strange. Is it just like watching the five elements of the stone merge with the river?"
Yan Wei smiled and said: "Yan Cangming, do you want to shoot? I have no opinion, it is a bit strange, you try to test it."
Looking at the smile on his face, Yan Cangming felt deep inside, and felt that this person was unfathomable.
In the dark, this curse has been smashed countless times.
But he can't help, he can't be calm and calm like a cockroach, watching the fusion of the Five Elements and the rivers.
In the unlikely event that the river is in control of the wing of time and space, he is not able to accept this result.
"hateful."
Biting his teeth, Yan Cang screamed, vacated, and shot directly at the river.
On the other side, there is also a figure, almost jumping up with Yan Cangming at the same time.
It is Qin Ming, the dragon Prince Qin Ming!
Like Yan Cangming, he could not accept the descendants of a dragon to master the wings of time and space. If so, he would be even more uncomfortable than Yan Cangming.
No matter how different things are in front of you, or someone is secretly laid out.
But they didn't have to choose, even if they knew they were stuck, they had to jump in and out.
call out!
A golden dragon, a monk who was made up of a dragon, and the two looked in the air.
From each other's eyes, they can see the hatred and disgust from the depths of the bones, but the two people have the same goal, and at the same time, they are shot at the river.
"The touch of death!"
"Long Yu nine days!"
The two men made a killing move, and Yan Cangming burned a black fireworks. The fireworks seemed to have life like water flowing. Under the urging of Yan Cangming's death road, it is like the death of the who has swept the sickle of harvesting life and ruthlessly toward the river.
Qin Ming played the dragon fist to the extreme, the five fingers clenched into a fist, and the body and the golden emperor merged into one.
boom!
The two men’s killings have evolved into a horrible trend and are quick and decisive. Almost no one reacted, and it fell on the river at the same time, and the aftermath of black and yellow mixed.
After the waves erupted from the rivers, strange things happened, and the rivers were unscathed.
Not only that, but the prohibition of dissolution at the chest of his chest seems to be faster.
"Damn, how could this be!"
Yan Cangming and Qin Ming’s face all showed a look of horror, and the two murderers of Dacheng could not bear it.
But the river, but like nothing, just stopped some of his falling trend.
"Want to kill the river, first ask me if I agree not to agree."
Xiaosuo and Hey, after the reaction, I can't think too much.
I vacated the sky, left and right, and stood on the river, staring at Qin Ming and the river.
"court death!"
Qin Ming and Yan Cangming are all angry and unrecognizable.
The four people were in the air, and they immediately started a chaotic battle. Under the brilliance of the ray of light, they were fierce.
Hey!
When Lin Feng saw it, he wanted to chaos the river directly, but it was stopped by a real knife.
"hateful."
The two men suddenly struggled together, making the air battle more chaotic.
Hey!
There is no sign, the five colors of the stone below, the light flashed, and the circle on the lotus platform really passed.
Yuan really wants to mess up and directly take away the five-color gods.
"Dead vulture, leave me!"
This is available, and Wen Yu and Dao Xuan will be rounded up.
His face was slightly changed, and he said: "It’s absolutely impossible to make a round, and bring the five-colored stone out of here."
Ming Xuan and Yang Qing, their figure is twinkling, and they are surrounded by Wen Yu and Dao Xuan.
Gone with the fairy palace, the core area, the time was completely chaotic, and the forces of the various parties fought in a mess.
In the chaos, all the offensives that hit the rivers and rivers allowed their hearts to ban and slowly accelerate.
I got the shackles of this detail, and I smiled at the corners of my mouth. I looked at the top of the river and it was meaningful.
Staring at the sly Silver Dragon King and Si Kong, they all noticed something wrong, but they didn't know what was wrong.
at the same time.
At the end of the funeral lake, when Xiao Chen was pulled into the lake, he felt that he could not move.
The soul of the gods can not be motivated, only to watch their own vitality, slowly passing by at the bottom of the lake.
Life and death line, the lake is dead under the lake.
The chill invaded the whole body, letting Xiao Chen feel dead, a little closer to himself.
Deep inside, but it is a quiet, no fear of death.
Gradually the light in the lake disappeared, leaving only a dim, cold and quiet.
Endless loneliness and desolate, rushing, like a tide, inciting in the heart.
Xiao Chen is slightly puzzled. I don’t know if this is a long time, and there is still endless loneliness and loneliness.
I don't know how long it has been, when the heart of Xiao Chen is completely filled with this loneliness.
Suddenly there was a glimmer of light in front of him. He saw a shadow of the city, using the beauty of the city, the face of the world, looking at the city, and looking at him quickly.
So fast!
The first reaction of Xiao Chen is not so beautiful, but it is still fast.
Qian shadow is like a light, and he came to his eyes in the blink of an eye and took his cheek. With a kiss, the kiss penetrated his heart, and Shadow entered the pool of his soul in the blink of an eye.
It is clearly a pool of souls, but Xiao Chen feels himself and becomes a bystander.
The shadow of the shadows has gone to his soul pool, the red lips are light, and muttering to himself, the sky, the sky, the sky...
The sound of the sky, constantly echoing in the pool of souls, attracts the soul of Xiao Chen, such as waves.
Her look was anxious, her eyes were flustered, she was looking for something, and she ran continuously with the vast pool of souls.
Xiao Chen was surprised and a little surprised. His soul pool is so vast.
Many remote places, his own mind, have never been reached.
With the running of Qian Ying, I saw a lot of scenery that I had never seen before, which made his eyes wide open.
What is she looking for?
Is there still a secret in my soul pool that I don’t even know?
Xiao Chen was curious. He saw his past life in the mirror of Sansheng.
I know that I am the reincarnation of the Cangjie Xianjun. I don’t know much about the Cangjie Xianjun.
I only know that although the other party is Xianjun, it is a strength, but it is stronger than the ancestors.
"That is!"
In the heart of Xiao Chen, there was a huge wave, and there was a grave in the depths of his soul pool.
After seeing the grave, Qian Ying could not suppress her emotions. She fell to the ground and stroked the stone without words. The tears flowed.
There is no doubt that the identity of Qian Ying is definitely the Western Queen of the Immortal Era, but why she cried in front of this grave.
In the heart of Xiao Chen, there are huge doubts, and they are inextricably intertwined.
Reminiscent of the picture seen in the three-day mirror of the day, Cangjie Xianjun met with the Qing Emperor before his death... Let him be deeply confused when he was puzzled.
Who is hiding in this grave?