The Lord of Ghost

Yes, the god that Mo Li doubted was the god of the sound.

This mysterious, the voice of the opening is like a naturally -like woman.

It is also the only creature that can maintain the original thinking after he swallowed into a ghost.

"Look, do you seem to have contact with that distant era?"

Xian Xian put down the tea cup in his hand and said casually.

Mo Li did not answer, and he had no obligation.

"Maybe, you are even more surprising than what I think." Xian Xian smiled lightly and continued:

"Divine, in the era of the gods, is also divided into strength, but they are all concentrated in a force."

"What power?"

Mo Li was a little surprised. Such a powerful force gathered here, how could it be destroyed?

Xianxian: "[Heaven]!"

Mo Li's pupils are dull: heaven? Intersection

This is also a sensitive word, because the original world he lives also has a fictional organization in the text description.

"What else?"

Mo Li urgently wanted to know the truth that was buried under the yellow sand.

"Age of Divine Age, the heavenly court is in charge of the yang, and the earth government has mastered the yin. The two have been in a balanced state for hundreds of thousands of years. You can understand that one of the yin and yang division lines are divided into two, no one leaps."

"Earthfurns?" Despite being prepared, Mo Li was still a little shocked.

He couldn't judge whether it was the same as the things in cognition.

"[Tianting] and [Difu], what do you know?"

Looking at Mo Li's slightly surprising expression, Xianxian asked with a interesting way: "You are so anxious, is it hiding Xin's secret I don't know?"

Mo Li did not answer, or that sentence. In this transaction, he had no obligation to answer any questions, and he just wanted to hear the answer.

"Okay, so." Xian Xianyong laughed, he knew that the other party would not tell any information that exceeded the value of the conversation. After a soup of tea clear tea, he continued:

"I don't know much between" [Heaven] and [Earthfurns]. What you can tell you is that the highest person of the heavenly court calls: heaven.

Then, Mo Li rolled up the thousand layers of waves, and gradually calmed down.

If the so -called divine era is really linked to the myths in his cognition, then the matter will become more complicated.

"In addition, the territory of the Divine Era of Age is extremely vast, and the boundary spanning is beyond imagination. The race is lush and the technique is bright. But such a huge territory will inevitably have war. In the history of the history, the root of the entire god era is destroyed. "

"What race?"

I saw the corner of the mouth of the Xianxian's mouth raised slightly, just like the breeze brushed through the willow tips, and spit out a word lightly: "Magic."

Mo ... Mo Li murmured this word.

The strange words are a familiar feeling.

This reminds him of a treasure: Yin Demon Gourd.

This treasure seems to have little power, but the most impressive is the magic of its release, which can actually corrode the rules barrier of the Fairy Fragrance! He was able to enter the secret state.

And the magic of the yin, as if the aura between the heavens and the earth is incompatible, not only blocks perception, but even hinders the movement of the aura. He used this treasure to deal with Gongsun Xuanjian.

The release of the magic at the release can even hinder the spirit of the "His Holiness".

But at present he still cannot determine the relationship.

But Mo Li was puzzled. Does a race destroy an era?

But after the Age of God, the information about the magic is almost unpredictable to this day?

"Everything you say is related to the river that appears in the secret world?"

The areas of these people are too large, and they can't think of the correlation at all. The core value is not known.

"This will involve the most mysterious forces in the next: the prefecture. Because that river, that well, it comes from the prefecture."

"The prefecture, even the record in the ancient book scroll is very small, it seems to be hidden in the dark back of the world, and no one knows its root truth."

"There are rumors that the time when the prefecture exists is far longer than the heavenly court."

"But somehow, one day, the war broke out with the earth government. The battle of that war was cracking, the rules were broken, the gods fell, and the blood sprinkled with blood, turning into a cemetery after another."

"The Demon clan who protruded from the other army, as the last winner, became the king in the end of the Divine Era."

"So what is the reason?" Faintly, Mo Li guessed that the key point was that the cause of the outbreak of war must be the most worthy of investigation.

Xianxian smiled slightly, elegant grace: "The ultimate in the world, the end of the creature."

"What?"

At this time, Xian Xian closed his eyes, and his mouth was gently raised.

"I informed that that's just that, as for what it depends on how you understand it."

"Made, Old Fox ..." Mo Li scolded in his heart, such ambiguous answers, what is the ghost knowing?

"However, as an extra chip of this pleasant conversation, you can ask you a answer, what I know."

"One?" Mo Li frowned.

He wanted to ask too much, whether he was heaven, or the demon, or the prefecture, the mystery covered everything.

After thinking for a moment, Mo Li seemed to have a decision.

He raised his eyebrows and said, "The surface reflects the dawn of the star moon, but the river with darkness is as dark as a name."

Xianxian smiled lightly, and vomited two words in his lips: "Minghe."

With the last note falling, the exiled immortal's story ended, and time was quiet.

Mo Li frowned. The information the other party told him was indeed very valuable to him at present, but the core was not mentioned.

It is very one-sided to guess the whole story based on the fragments known, and it is even easy to make up one's mind.

But it is obvious that any act of making up one's mind in this world may be false and fatal.

Time passed, and the ancient sycamore tree shook off the stars. Now, the roles began to change.

Mo Li calmed down, took a sip of the tea on the wooden table, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and began his story:

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I have something to say: Regarding the race of "demon", in fact, there was also a foreshadowing in the previous chapter. I'll look for it. By the way, there is a description in Chapter 73. You can take a look.

Then, a careful reader found [OK~_~ I found it myself], the exiled immortal said that the river was the "River of Styx", but in Chapter 120, the mysterious woman Meng Yaowu said it was the "Forget River". Is it a contradiction? As for this...

Because the whole article involves a lot of things, and they are more or less related to the previous plots, I will try to bury these pitfalls.