Chapter 1815 Finale [16]

"So... Tianshuo, don't push me away, okay? If I can't stay with you forever, I'd rather live and die with you!" Meng Ximo's beautiful and clear eyes were full of firmness and seriousness.

She had already tasted enough of parting from life and death, and she never wanted to be separated from him again, not even for a moment!

"Okay! Let's live and die together!" Tianshuo hugged her, stroking her hair with his palms, a sharp and firm light filled his blue eyes like the sky, and he died because of her Front! He will do his best to protect her!

If one day Ximo gets hurt, it must be because he is gone...

Time flies by in January, and Pan Zhijun, Xingyou, Feng Patriarch and others reunited again, and they have found a way to go to the prehistoric ancient land.

"The Great Desolate Ancient Realm can only be entered and cannot be entered. If we enter, we may never come back. Like those gods and demons who were exiled there hundreds of thousands of years ago, they can only live in that kind of dark place forever! There are even more In a bad ending, we may become the food of those gods and demons. Those gods and demons who were exiled to the prehistoric ancient land, full of hostility, became extremely ferocious, and only eat human flesh and blood... So, you have to think carefully If you don't want to go, I, Pan Zhijun, will never force you!" Pan Zhijun's brows and eyes were full of heroic spirit, and his indifferent gaze slowly swept across the people in front of him.

Although she really wanted to rush into the prehistoric ancient realm to save Yue'er, she also understood that other people's lives mattered, and she had no reason to force others to take risks for her sister!

"Miss Pan, I am willing to live and die with my master!" Although Feng Patriarch is a puppet with self-awareness, he signed a soul contract with Mu Qianyue, so his loyalty to Mu Qianyue is 100 percent.

Pan Zhijun nodded.

"There are two of us." Tianshuo held Meng Ximo's hand tightly, and a slight smile spread from the corner of his lips.

Meng Ximo also had a charming smile on her beautiful face.

"Add my old bones." Xingyou said.

"I'm going too! I'm going to save my master!" Xing Zihao said loudly. When he first went to the Reincarnation Road, the master disliked his low strength and refused to let him enter the Reincarnation Secret Realm. He was only allowed to stay outside. When he came out, he only saw Feng Patriarch and Xingyou...

Hearing the sad news of Master's death at that time, he was heartbroken and desperate, and blamed himself endlessly. If he was stronger, maybe he could help Master, maybe Master would not die...

In order to protect the mission given to him by his master, protect the Xingyue Clan, and become a qualified young master of the Xingyue Clan, in the past ten years, he has not relaxed his cultivation for a moment. He has practiced hard day and night, and the effect is remarkable. He has succeeded Promoted to the first level of God Realm!

In the past ten years, Xingyou's strength has also been promoted very quickly, and he has already reached the sixth level of God Realm.

"Good!" Pan Zhijun's eyes flashed with admiration, Xing Zihao's talent is good, and his strength is improving rapidly.

"Patriarch, absolutely not! If you go to the ancient prehistoric realm, our Xingyue clan will no longer have a patriarch!" Several elders of the Xingyue clan immediately persuaded after hearing the words.

Ten years ago, the Patriarch of the Xingyue Clan died, and the ancestor also fell. At that time, the entire Xingyue Clan was in the hands of Mu Qianyue. Mu Qianyue chose Xing Zihao as his disciple, and taught Xing Zihao the Nine Transformations of Tai Chi.

Under the leadership of Xing Zihao, the Xingyue Clan has developed really well. Eight years ago, Xing Zihao became the new Patriarch of the Xingyue Clan and inherited the memories left by the ancestors.

Once Xing Zihao goes to the ancient prehistoric realm, the Xingyue clan will once again face the situation of no leader.

"Don't worry, I've explained everything clearly. If I haven't come out in ten years, Xingzi Nian will be the head of the Xingyue clan. Just yesterday I made him the young master of the Xingyue clan." , and handed the Xingyue Stone into his hands, you try to help Xing Zinian as much as possible. If one day I come to me, I find that you have not properly assisted Xing Zinian, seized power privately, formed cliques, and attacked people of the same clan Don't blame me for being rude!" The cold and stern aura emanating from Xing Zihao's body was extremely frightening.

"Zihao is right, don't think that we will not come back after we went to the ancient prehistoric realm! Whether it's me, Zihao, or Yue girl who came back, seeing you make the Xingyue clan into a black smoke Don't blame me for wringing your heads off in order to fight for power and kill your fellow clansmen!" Xingyou also said loudly, his voice contained a fierce and terrifying aura, and the aura of the sixth-level heavenly master realm was not something they could bear living.

However, even though he and Xing Zihao went to the ancient prehistoric realm, the Xingyue Clan also has a few grand elders whose strength is above the mid-level heavenly master realm, but usually they don't know If they show up, they will only practice behind closed doors. If something important happens to the Xingyue Clan, they will naturally come out to preside over the situation.

"But Patriarch, you have never been married or taken a concubine these years, and you have no children under your knees, do you want to..." An elder suggested.

Interrupted by Xing Zihao, Xing Zihao's handsome face was filled with indifference, "No need!"

A beautiful figure gradually appeared in his mind, lingering.

He already had a figure in his heart, so he couldn't accommodate anyone anymore!

Although he knew that it would never be possible, he had no regrets, as long as he could protect her...

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"Father, can you do it? We have all stayed in the prehistoric ancient realm for ten years, and we haven't seen you find a way out. If this continues, will we be trapped here forever? I miss my mother so much. Dear, sister, and Uncle Bingyan and the others..." In a shabby hut made of loess, a young man with a slender figure and an incomparably handsome face looked at the man in front of him with a gloomy expression. Stained with a trace of evil spirit and depression.

In the past ten years, he and his father have never given up on finding a way to get out, but they have searched all kinds of ways, but they can't find a way to get out.

Originally, his glamorous temperament and appearance have become very vicissitudes in the past ten years, almost like a big man who picks his feet, which makes him more and more disgusted.

"Isn't it possible to enter the Great Desolate Ancient Realm... Impossible! Since I can enter, there must be a way to get out. Why have I been unable to find an exit for the past ten years..." The man's charming purple eyes were deep in thought, The handsome face in the past was covered with wind, frost and vicissitudes, and a blue beard grew on his chin. He seemed not to hear the complaints of the people behind him, but kept squatting in the corner, muttering muttering to himself.

On the yellow sand in front of him, various strange and strange patterns were drawn with dead branches.