The thing that frightened him did not appear, and with the injection of vitality, a large number of dense words appeared in his mind. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"In the four thousand seven hundred and fifty years of the Dragon and Han Dynasty, the foreign power came across the domain, wanting to occupy my spirit stone vein, the palace master brought the Kunwu three immortals, the Biyou Island Lord and other seven predecessors fought with Yu Yingchao, after the fierce battle of the half moon, the enemy was killed, the Biyou Island Lord died, the auxiliary machine was killed, the Yuyang real person died, the palace master suffered a heavy blow, the spiritual vein was destroyed, and the spirit stone was lost, after this battle, the spiritual energy of Shenzhou was gradually exhausted.

In the 4,797th year of Longhan, the palace master traveled abroad and disappeared without a trace.

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In the 4,853rd year of the Dragon Han Dynasty, the boundary stone highlighted the palace master's decree, saying that there would be a catastrophe in Shenzhou, and instructed all the disciples under the palace to be dismissed and return to the world.

In July of the four thousand nine hundred and nineteenth year of the Dragon and Han Dynasty, the void was shattered, the outer star boat broke through the boundary and invaded the Shenzhou, there were countless strong people in the spiritual realm, a catastrophe came, the monks of the Shenzhou realm rose up to resist, swirled against the star Han, and then finally outnumbered, countless predecessors fell with great power, the sky trembled, the stars shook, the hundred domains were stained with blood, and the colleagues in the palace died one after another.

In the 4933rd year of the Dragon Han Dynasty, Uncle Taiyi sealed the mountain gate into the boundary stone to help me escape from Shenzhou, and it took three years before I fell into this mortal realm.

I suffered a heavy blow when I escaped from the realm gate, and although I found a few disciples in this mortal realm, I had no aura in this realm, and it was difficult to become a great weapon in the end.

The destiny has come, I am unwilling~!

For 100,000 years, Kunlun is in my hands!

Oh no!

It's a long one, and it seems to be a guy's diary about a big battle, and then the guy runs away and ends up on Earth.

Ancient China is also called Shenzhou, but this Shenzhou is not the other Shenzhou, the Shenzhou mentioned in the jade slip certainly does not refer to China, but it is somewhat similar to the Tianshenzhou that the old man Xian said, it seems that in a very distant place, where life is flying away, shuttling through the universe of masters, masters, masters.

Yang Ling lay on the rocking chair and closed his eyes in contemplation.

There are countless legends of the gods and goddesses in ancient times, Kunlun Mountain is the territory of the legendary Queen Mother of the West, every five hundred years to open a peach event, summoning China's famous and surnamed immortals to come to sing and dance, drink and sister.

If these legendary immortals are true, will they have anything to do with this guy who suffocated on the earth?

What puzzled Yang Ling the most was that this guy kept a large diary, but he didn't mention his own name from beginning to end, did he feel sorry for the shameless face of his ancestors and ancestors?

After thinking about it, Yang Ling felt a little sleepy, yawned and fell asleep with his head tilted.

I don't know how long he slept, but when he opened his eyes in a daze, he saw an extremely familiar face hanging in front of his eyes.

There is also a trace of extreme flattery on this face.

"Boss ......"

"Old man, you uncle......" Yang Ling was stunned for a moment, and then burst out, and smashed his fist on this face that was so honest that he didn't even need paper to shit.

"Bang~"

"Ah~"

With an extremely exaggerated scream, the person who came was smashed out by him, and directly knocked down the flower trellis.

Yang Ling pounced on him like a shadow, punching and kicking the guy who fell to the ground like a storm.

"Boss...... Top dog...... Spare ......"

The stick curled up on the ground, and his mouth was constantly wailing.

"Rao...... You~!" Yang Ling gritted his teeth and kicked with his foot...... Kick...... , the last hand, with a "choking" sound, a flying sword bounced up in the air and was grabbed by him in his hand.

The cold light is scorching, and the breath is pressing.

The stick was coaxed, and he quickly lay on the ground.

"Boss~~ Listen to me, I definitely didn't mean it, I just had an accident!"

"Accident?"

Yang Ling lifted the stick up, grinned and stared at the stick viciously, "If you can't say it today, Lao Tzu will split you into eight petals!"

The stick looked at Yang Ling's eyes, couldn't help but shudder, and hurriedly grabbed Yang Ling's hand holding the sword and said with a frown: "Boss, it's really just an accident! It took me a long time to kill those three red scorpions!"

Yang Ling hurriedly put away the flying sword in his hand and said in surprise, "You said you killed all the three-headed Yuan Scorpions of the Divine Yuan Realm?"

"Really, really, I can't die anymore!" the stick nodded quickly.

"Let's go, let's take a look!" Yang Ling let go of the stick and hurriedly ran to the basement, and the stick quickly wiped his forehead and followed up.

Coming out of the portal, the situation in front of Yang Ling made him startled, a huge cave, the Tianxingmu jungle that was originally dense and dense in the sky and earth had been changed beyond recognition, almost all of them were broken, and even the cave collapsed in several places in a large area, and it collapsed and buried a large area of the Tianxingmu jungle.

The corpses of the scorpion in the pit are still piled up.

The three red scorpions were lying crookedly in the open space in front of the pit, but they looked very miserable, one of them had a large piece of the head missing, and the other two were incomplete, not only scarred and scaly all over the body, but also missing arms and legs, and one of the eight legs were neatly gone, like a worm lying on the ground, I don't know if the object of the fight belongs to Virgo, suffering from severe symmetrical obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Yang Ling couldn't help but take a breath.

No wonder it took more than ten days to get the stick, it is estimated that the battle situation at that time was extremely tragic, you know, he knows how strong the carapace of these Yuan Scorpions of the Shen Yuan Realm is, and he has a deep understanding of how strong the combat power is, and he is in front of this red Yuan Scorpion, he is simply a scum of the battle five, and he can't go a single move.

Yang Ling twitched a few times and asked, "How did you kill them?"

The stick then laughed dryly, rubbed his hands and said embarrassedly: "Boss, in fact, it can't be regarded as my death, they bit each other to death, and I just picked up a leak in the end......"

Yang Ling nodded, according to the combat power of the stick, even if he wore the carapace of the red Yuan Scorpion, he would definitely not be able to kill three scorpion monsters of the same rank at the same time.

Yang Ling looked at the cave full of desolation, and then stared at the three Yuan Scorpions on the ground, "You mean that these three Yuan Scorpions have been fighting day and night in this for more than ten days?"

"Yes, Boss!" the stick nodded quickly, "In order to compete for the last few fruits, these three scorpions are so crazy that they almost collapsed this cave, so I hid in this pile of scorpions to watch, and on the eighth day, under the combined attack of the two ends, the ...... "The stick pointed to the Yuan Scorpion with a large piece missing from the head," The first one was bitten to death, and then the remaining two heads were beaten for a few more days, and just seven or eight hours ago, one of them was bitten off its neck, and I saw that it was wrong, so I rushed forward and fought with the last one for several hours, and finally killed it. (To be continued.) )