At the beginning of the eighth year, the sunlight here could only shine on the top of the monument all day long.

Wait until the thick black clouds on the top of the Mayan Ice Peak were dispersed by the sons of the Nine Star Gate, Yun Xingchen, Zhou Qingluo and others.

Only the sunshine above the sky of the ruins of the Mayan imperial capital can shine on the entire square stele.

And it shines on the entire ruin, but the ruins are hopelessly revived.

The Mayan Empire has dissipated into the clouds and smoke, but the one that remains in memory is the Mayan old man in the underworld.

Before the eighth year, there was another middle-aged man, and that would be the first person facing the wall in Jiuxian Mountain.

The second person facing the wall - Li Taibai's mentor.

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At this moment, Zhou Qingluo, who was standing under the broken square stele, lost her dream of immortal pen.

Following the dazzling light, looking into the distance, not far from the obelisk, there was a cave collapsed in the ruins of the Mayan Temple. She told the departure of the other nine people...

For those who died in battle in order to protect the light energy triangle Xuanjin Tower of the Latin American continent.

He was arrogant all his life, with ten people in a group, six young people and four young people all sympathized with infinite sympathy.

A woman chose to persist for more than a hundred years for something that was difficult to see hope.

Perhaps, only death is the best relief for those who face the wall.

So, within the Mayan Temple, the tower of Tongtian was on the ground where the walls of the people fell.

Zhou Qingluo used Mengxi fairy pen to write a seven-character and eight-line poem for him:

The man with a pride in his softness faces the wall, and the sky is a rainbow dress.

I look far away from the fairy mountain and have no return, and I have not fulfilled my ambition to face the wall for a lifetime.

Where can Bodhi buried the cold bones? Now the soul casts the tower in the evening of spring,

The soul condenses the tower and guards the tower without regrets, even if there is no regret in a hundred deaths.

Before that, in order to keep everyone alive, Zhou Qingluo personally destroyed the Mengxi fairy pen and turned into countless stars...

The people facing the wall protect the spirit of the Mayan imperial capital, and the spirit lasts forever. Although they sleep in the tower of heaven in the temple of this Latin American land, no one of the Mayans knows its feat.

One temple, one dark lamp, one Bodhi, one ancient pagoda, one woman, one life, one life, one life, one life long sleep.

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On this day, six young men and four young men stayed in the ruins of the Mayan imperial capital for a long time.

Because everyone was injured, some were seriously injured.

So, below the ruins of the Mayan imperial capital, the refugee city, Sunshine City, lived in to recuperate.

Here, there are some remaining populations in the Mayan Empire.

Dugu Jialuo did not mention any of his own experience to the other nine people.

Dugu Jialuo knew about the understanding of the Ghost Lord at first that the Ghost Lord had no bones, and those huge skeleton giants were all the bones of those who died in wars in two wars on the Blue Planet.

The Ghost Lord is in the Demon Abyss. In the past hundred years, he has already refined these human bones into his own skeleton bodies.

Because Dugu Jialuo was deeply controlled by the spiritual illusion of the "Western Dream" of the Demon Lord, he could not resist the City of Demonic Order in the depths of the subconscious mind.

However, Dugu Jialuo chose to hide all this.

Seven-character summary:

In order to save his friend, Zhou Qingluo was willing to abandon Mengxi Xian Pen.

The Tang Dynasty rebuilt the dream, and from then on, the dream shattered in its heart.

It is so difficult for Yugong to move mountains. He knows it is impossible.
Chapter completed!