"Ancient ......"

Ye Qingtang stared at the golden sedan chair pulled by several big demon beasts in the void, and couldn't help but change his expression slightly.

I never thought that the records in the annals of history were all true, and what was said was not false.

No one knows how powerful those Hidden Ancient Clans were, but I am afraid that the original Blood Moon Holy Sect may not be able to compare with them.

The development of things has far exceeded Ye Qingtang's expectations.

And all of this is due to the chain reaction after the dimensional wall is broken.

The dimensional wall is broken, and the strong people in the outside world will come to rob the Divine Mansion, which makes the Falling Snow God King determined to destroy the world, but the Falling Snow God King's determination is to trigger the Heavenly Tribulation Formation that was buried deep in him ten thousand years ago, and the triggering of the formation finally attracted those hidden ancient clans.

Ye Qingtang guessed that those hidden ancient clans were only afraid of being strong in the same era as the Falling Snow God King, and they were inseparable from the Falling Snow God King and the Strange Woman......

The blood-colored thunder and lightning still did not disperse, but this void was darkened, and soon, it was raining lightly.

The woman's phantom has been guarding the side of the Falling Snow God King, and her face is calm and picturesque.

Ten thousand years later, ten thousand years ago, as first seen.

The Falling Snow God King got up slowly, looking at the familiar but unfamiliar woman in front of him, and the thoughts of ten thousand years could no longer be suppressed at this moment.

The Falling Snow God stretched out his hand to the woman, her fingers trembling, desperately trying to grab something.

However, the five fingers passed through the woman's body, and there was nothing but air.

"Yun'er...... It's me...... Have you forgotten? Under the Bodhi tree, in the palace of nine lives, you say this life...... If I don't marry ......" At this moment, a trace of expectation appeared in the eyes of the Falling Snow God King, as if he hoped that Youyun would respond.

However, the woman didn't seem to hear it, and just stood in front of the Falling Snow God King, dispersing the blood-colored thunder and lightning for him.

I still remember 10,000 years ago.

After Youyun's death, the Falling Snow God King took Youyun's heart to the little sapling, and when he sat down, he didn't know how many times the grass on the ground had withered, and he didn't know how long the black and white of the world had alternated.

Day after day, year after year.

Time flies...... The small sapling grows into a towering tree, surrounded by a fertile soil.

On that day, the long hair dyed by Ruomo, the king of the falling snow god, turned snow-white.

It was also that day that he hid all his love deep in the soil, and since then, he has changed his face and lived incognito, and there is no snow god king in the world.

Now, after 10,000 years, the Snow God King has finally seen the clouds again.

The girl who dared to love and hate, and kept telling him that he would not marry.

The girl who exhausted all her divine power and sprinkled her great love on this continent.

The woman whose temple was overthrown, whose flesh and blood were eaten, and who died with a strong sense of unwillingness and resentment.

In the past 10,000 years, he has tried to forget himself, forget the clouds, and not go crazy and not survive.

And at this moment, the efforts of 10,000 years are so fragile.

It is a woman who died in pain, and at the last moment, the obsession in her heart is still the Snow God King.

Ten thousand years later, the Falling Snow God King ushered in a catastrophe, and the obsession of Youyun finally reappeared.

"You can't hear me...... You can't hear me......"

The Falling Snow God King looked at the clouds in front of him, and his heart seemed to be torn apart at this moment.

The snow is old, but the clouds are still the same as they were back then, and their faces have not changed...... It's so familiar...... It's so strange.