A long shout carried through the sky, and the beast that had been sealed for many years finally broke through the ground and saw the sky. It stood higher than the towering tree in the forest, and the back was covered with red that just came out from the foot of Song Ci. Spiny, gigantic head is lush fur.
There were a pair of beastly beast eyes hidden under the fur, and when he opened it, he shook off heavy dust. If there was a dust rain, a mouth full of fangs would be exposed.
There are also a pair of crow-like black feather wings behind it. After being folded for the first time, it blew the whistling wind and rolled the trees upside down. The loess filled the sky for a while.
Song Ci was almost at the feet of the monster, and he was desperately chasing the young boy who was running fast.
A storm of blood loomed over the wind and sand, and before he could think about it, he saw the young man stopped, wondering what he saw, and stood straight.
The beast was spreading its wings and stirred up the situation, and Song Ci flew forward, pulling the boy to roll around the ground a few times, avoiding the huge wings.
The young man was very alert and turned his head after he was thrown out. His fierce gaze also flung out, but when he saw Song Ci, he immediately closed his claws and asked in amazement, "Are you here?"
"Don't hesitate, it's important to escape!" Song Ci grabbed his little wrist. He didn't even stop for a moment. The young boy fell hard after just two steps, and both fell behind the tree.
Song Ci took a bite of soil and immediately got up, "What are you doing?"
The young man held him and said in a deep voice, "Hide it! It's turned around!"
Song Ci was busy squatting down again, hiding in a tree, reaching out half a head and looking over there. Sure enough, he saw the beast turned around, and his murky eyes swept around. Startled, he busted his head back.
"What is it looking for?" Song Ci murmured.
"Zhu Yishu is looking for." Feng Zhuojun played a role again. "The fierce beast smelled the blood of Zhu Yishu and thought about eating him."
"The blood of the beast has always been a precious thing. The beast felt that there are many gods here. Knowing that they are not enemy, naturally it will not let Zhu Yishu's blood. In fact, whether it can escape alive depends on whether it can successfully drink it. It's Zhu Yishu's blood. "
"So did it drink later?" Song Ci asked.
"No, naturally." Feng Zhuojun replied, "You are worried about what you are doing so much, but you are still thinking about how to escape, just your three-legged cat, if you are here, you will either escape or die ..."
"Stop, shut up." Song Ci didn't want to listen to his thoughts, although it was true, and it made sense.
When he was about to pull the young boy to run, he saw the young boy leaning on his buttocks and probing half of his head on the other side of the tree. Song Ci curiously leaned forward and was shocked.
He saw that Zhu Yishu was sitting behind a tree, with a large swath of blood on his left shoulder, and a white robe stained. He covered his wound with one hand, and his face was full of tears of terror. The animal bit his lips.
When I saw Zhu Yishu last time, he was still a lofty figure, but at this moment he was embarrassed, his body shrunk into a ball, and his expression of fear was unbearable.
Song Ci hesitated to escape.
Although Zhu Yishu was not friendly to him at the last meeting, at this time he was slightly immature and shivering and hiding, which really made him intolerable.
The beast quickly found the source of blood, eyes stared at the tree Zhu Yishu, and turned his bulky body, stepped on the trees beside his feet, and shook one step at a time. lament.
"Stupidly doing what ?!" Feng Zhuojun said, "Run!"
"But Zhu Yishu him ..." Song Ci shouted.
"What's the matter with you? Hurry up! He can't die!" Feng Zhuojun said fiercely.
This remark awakened Song Ci, but Zhu Yishu Dingran did not die here, otherwise there would be no later him. Besides, Feng Zhuojun also said that the fierce beast did not drink his blood, indicating that Zhu Yishu thought. Way to escape, or someone came to save him.
Then there is no need to waste time here.
Song Ci's heart was put back in his stomach, and he patted the young boy's head, "Don't watch, let's go!"
"You go alone! What he pulls him for!" Feng Zhuojun hurriedly said.
Song Ci was wondering, and he said, "Should I pull him together?"
The young man ignored the words of Song Ci, and only a pair of eyes were hidden behind the tree. The light-colored eyes stared at Zhu Yishu, looking at his frightened expression, thoughtfully.
The beast's footsteps were getting closer, and with few steps, he reached the tree where Zhu Yishu was hiding, and raised his sharp claws high.
Zhu Yishu suddenly raised his eyes, tear-eyed eyes looked straight up, facing the sight of the little boy, at that moment, a strong call for help was passed straightforwardly.
Song resigned.
At this moment, the young boy's figure suddenly rushed out like an arrow off the string, and soon became a shadow of light. Song Ci did not respond at all, and had no time to stop him.
"One word" good "is worthless."
The young man's words in jail sounded in his ears again, and Song Ci followed his figure in astonishment, and saw that he jumped sturdyly, stepped on the tree branches and jumped into the air with a white light , Kicked the claw photographed by the fierce beast, kicked the claws in a direction.
Zhu Yishu knew that someone jumped out to help him, and finally couldn't help crying in fear, and ran forward desperately to fight for his precious blood.
Behind him, the little boy stood on the crown of the tree, stepping on only a few leaves under his feet, and stood firmly. The little figure was facing the beast, his back was straight and there was no fear at all.
The fierce beast was about to run away when he saw the fatty meat in his hand, and opened his fangs with a sigh of anger, making a huge roar, the sound was harsh, and immediately the Song Ci fell to the ground, covering his head, and his body. Curled up.
The sound penetrated into his ears like acupuncture, stabbing his eardrums and head into pain, and bursting veins on his neck.
The roar had a greater impact on the young man. He shuddered and fell from the canopy, spit out a large mouthful of blood, covered his ears, and kept twitching.
The voice spread so far that even Zhu Yishu, who was on the way to running, couldn't bear it. He fell down and screamed and hugged his head.
The blood from the little boy's ears stained his palms, like a dehydrated fish, tumbling out to death.
At a critical juncture, a black arrow with blue flames shot at a rapid rate from the air, heading straight for the beast's eyes.
In order to escape, the beast had to stop roaring, and saw that he was not sure when a powerful character came.
This powerful character has soft long hair, beautiful hair with a pair of snow-white fox ears, a dazzling gold suit, and the wind blowing his clothes to hunt and hunt. There are nine fluffy white tails behind him, no fur at all. Color, beauty is breathtaking.
The hair in his forehead was curled, shaking his clear and translucent blue eyes. The killing in his eyes was clear, and there was a fatal danger.
Rao is faint by the sand and stones, and it can't hide the fascination of the sky and the thunderstorm wind.
The black bow in his hand was slowly changing shape, wrapped in a layer of extremely beautiful blue flames, burning a long black blade with a wide palm, and a golden texture came out of the blade surface, emitting a dull light.
This man is full of stabs.
Legend has it that the nine-tailed demon fox is here, it will bring auspiciousness to the world, and eliminate disasters.
Song Ci forced his dizziness and brain to swell, and his harsh voice shook his chest, and he swallowed a mouthful. When he looked up, he saw the white robes flying in the air, and the nine beautiful tails swayed in the wind. With, revealing a lazy leisurely.
He seemed to feel something resonating, and his heart shuddered, slowly rising from the ground.
There was only one thought left in his mind: Rong Bai was here.
After all the gods had evacuated the Four Barren Mountains after hearing the bell, he did not leave, but came from the depths of the forest and stood in front of the beast.
What does he want to do?
"Does Rong Bai also like fighting?" Song Ci only came up with such a reasonable reason.
He labored to make a circle on the ground, panting his chest, and said, "No matter what, life should be saved, and the voice of this fierce beast is too unpleasant, it's almost terrible."
"You did it," Feng Zhuojun said suddenly.
His voice was low and deep, and Song Ci's eyelids jumped into his ears, "What?"
"Change history." Feng Zhuojun said, "This is a memorable moment. Since the demon king created counter-current yin and yang, for the first time someone has used this formation to change the past. Song Ci, you are the first person in history."
Song Ci listened stupidly. Although the words seemed to praise him, his tone did not mean congratulations. He said, "What have I changed?"
"At that time, the accidental chaos was suppressed by the gods. Rong Bai did not shoot at all. After the first bell rang, he left the mountain with His Majesty the Emperor, but because of your appearance, he now But it appears here. "Feng Zhuojun said," So from this moment, history will be dislocated from the original trace. "
"Because of me?" Song Ci raised his head and saw the bright color standing among the flying sand and stones, his breath suddenly deepened, and murmured, "Because of me?"
Rong Bai's hand holding the handle was tightened slowly, his thumb rubbed the carved texture on the handle, and the figure flickered in a flash. The storm raged madly between his robes and hair, killing his intentions. Sweeping vividly.
The beastly eyes of the beast reflected the fluttering appearance of Rong Bai's nine-tailed tail, and he took a half step back, fanning the huge black feather wings and waving at Rong Bai at the same time, as if trying to flatten him.
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The beast was scorched to the sky, knowing that he was not in front of the people in front of him, but still made a desperate fight.
It waved wildly with the blue wings burning, the sound spread far and wide, the trees in the square circle were tucked up by the wind of rage, and two sharp claws grabbed Rongbai.
Feng Zhuojun knew that Song Ci could not hear such a sound, and he was busy casting spells to help him hold his ears and cut off the sound.
Everything became silent, wind, roar, cry, all disappeared, Song Ci's hands were almost clasped into the roots of the tree, and he was not entangled by the wind. He saw the madness, and the young boy's body was crippled. In a ball, painfully resist the roar of the beast.
I also saw that Rong Bai raised his backhand and crossed it, jumping high into the air. The nine staggered tails were like a snowdrop in the mud. There was only a momentary pause, and a huge flame burned from the petals of snowdrops, which in turn He was shrouded all over.
He slammed down and rushed straight towards the beast. The sharp blade went down from the skull, and the clear crack was cut off without interruption. The roar of the beast turned into a scream, and his sharp voice pierced the sky. Blue The colored flames burned him, covering the sky, and it seemed that even the clouds in the sky had changed color.
Even Song Ci's black eyes reflected a beautiful blue.
The flames baptized all the flying stone remnants in the sky with the extremely high heat and burned them clean. After the wind stopped, the turbulence disappeared.
Song Ci's ears heard sounds from all directions, but his eyes could only hold that golden figure.
All he could see was his unparalleled silhouette, and his handsome gesture of cutting his blade.
After everything is calm, look around and become bare. Only the tree hidden by Song Ci is still standing, and there is no trace of being eroded by the wind.
He walked out from behind the tree. Although his chest and ears were still sore and his feet were unstable, he still wanted to walk over to Rong Bai.
But when Song Ci took two steps, he suddenly saw a few people jump in the air and landed not far from the young man.
"Yes, right? Is it from here?" Someone said.
"It's definitely true."
"Are you sure you did not admit it? That was how many years ago." The voice of doubt.
"Why are you so embarrassed? Rather than kill a thousand by mistake, don't miss one, but whenever there is a suspicion, you must cut the grass and root it."
"Don't fight, let's do it first." The man standing in the center of several people took out a long sword, the blade of the sword glowed slightly white, and walked towards the young man.
Song Ci was startled, "What do they want to do?"
"The weapon of the demon king is as famous as the demon king. After he was sealed, the weapon did not know where he went, and the people of the Six Realms broke his head for it. Later, it was said that the weapon was broken into several petals and became waste. Only slowly ceased. "Feng Zhuojun said," In fact, weapons have the ability to summon the master, so the gods naturally will not take this risk, but whenever they encounter similar breaths, they are all cutting grass. "
"But it was for the rescue ..."
"What is it?" Feng Zhuojun said, "His existence is a great threat in itself ... you have nothing to do with what has happened."
Song Ci sighed weakly, glanced at those gods, and said, even if he wanted to manage, he might not be able to manage it.
Just when he was depressed, but suddenly felt that his shoulder was hit by someone, he saw Zhu Yishu striding away.
There was a lot of blood on his face, and his tears had not been wiped out. His eyes were flushed and he bumped over, "Don't kill him! He just saved me!"
"Yo, it's Zhu's child?"
"How do you feel born? It's not very eye-catching when you want to be born."
"None of Zhu's is pleasing, very annoying." One of them raised his hand and knocked Zhu Yishu to the ground fiercely, fiercely, "Go away and don't get in the way!"
Zhu Yishu was originally injured, and was shocked by the sound of the ferocious beast. He immediately spit out blood and struggled to get up, his arms shaking obviously.
"You're too heavy to start with. Anyway, it's Zhu Shi. How to explain if you break it?"
"I didn't put that heavy hand!"
Several gods didn't put him in his eyes at all, the one with the sword stepped forward, kicked him on the young boy's head, the curled body was kicked off, and the second kick was kicked on his belly, straightening him Hook from the ground.
The young man was awakened by severe pain, and found that someone was holding a sword in front of him, and he reached out to resist it. Although the white light from the palm was weak, he blocked the man's sword and fell to the ground.
Feeling this white light, the faces of several gods changed at the same time, and someone shouted, "The power of all magic! He is right!"
Although the young man was already weak to this point, several immortals did not dare to take it lightly, and took up their tricks one after another.
The young boy stubbornly got up, with stubborn anger in his eyes, and the blood from his ears stained his neck red, looking like a little evil spirit.
Several gods each threw out a trick, throwing white light, tied the young boy's limbs, and pulled open in four directions.
The man with the sword waved the sword up again, the young man was desperately struggling, his hoarse throat gave a painful roar, I do not know whether it was the cry of fear of death, or the hatred of a few people, or the other person ’s rescue Remorse for your identity.
Zhu Yishu also made a miserable cry, crying and crawling towards several people, but watched as the young boy's body was penetrated by a long sword, right in the center of the mouth!
The life of the young boy was passing very fast, and the squeak weakened as soon as the sword was pulled out of his heart.
The man was afraid that he would die, and wanted to make up again, but suddenly felt a huge impact on his back, almost knocked him out of his old blood, knocked him directly to the ground, and took off his sword.
Song Ci was agile, and when he was not ready, he overturned several immortals who were not good at martial arts, but it turned around and everyone was kicked.
He took the young boy, his coat was stained with blood, and he laid him lightly on the ground.
The man holding the sword quickly flipped from the ground and glared at Song Ci, "Where's the little demon ?!"
"Stop it," Song replied, "he's out of business."
The immortal ignored his words, and several people quickly gathered together, intending to destroy Song Ci together, but when they were about to start, they saw someone suddenly fall from the sky.
Rong Bai had closed the nine tails, his eyes looked coldly at several people.
A few people were surprised, stopped in a hurry, stepped back and a half kneeled on the ground and bowed their heads, "The little worships Rong Baishen."
Rong Bai ignored it, instead leaning half of his body and looking back at Song Ci sitting on the ground.
Song Ci was looking down at the young man at this time, but he saw that those light-colored eyes were still with a hate alert, but he lost his vitality, looked at Song Ci half-opened, and raised his hand to grab his sleeve.
"Am I ... wrong?" He made a faint voice, his eyes shed tears.
"No." Song Ci's eyebrows frowned slightly, struggling to suppress his emotions, gently wiped his tears, and repeated, "You did nothing wrong."
"Thank you ..." he said, not knowing who he was talking to, with inexplicable stubbornness and proof, "I too ... would say thank you ..."
Song Ciyi nodded with him, and he felt a lot of distress. "Well, you are doing well."
"..." The young man was thinking something in his mouth, and Song Ci couldn't hear it clearly. He bent down and attached his ears to his lips, and only listened to him, "In the beginning ..."
Song Ci wondered, "What?"
"My name, my name is ... the beginning ..." the young man said intermittently, "you must remember ... I, I don't want to, there are no traces left ..."
The moment the voice fell, the young boy's beautiful light-colored eyes completely lost color, and the hand holding the sleeve of Song Ci also loosened and hung.
Song Ci opened his eyes in amazement, and then his eyes glowed with a thin layer of water, and a smile appeared on the corners of his lips. He said softly and softly, "Well, in the beginning, sleep well."
"You have left traces in this world," he said.
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