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Jian Chen looked at this finger and pointed to his eyebrows. A light of about a foot shot out from his eyes, which shocked the few people left in the bar to exclaim.

Since he woke up, in addition to finding that he had lost some of his memories, he also discovered that he was different from others.

In general, he is what is called superman in this world, and has the ability that many people dare not think about.

This is also why his sister who is fucking her will recognize him as her younger brother and spends money like water to him, and she can't even close her mouth.

This is an investment that will not lose money at all.

All the items around were destroyed by powerful energy.

The bar turned into wood chips and flew everywhere. The countless glasses in the bar were broken, and the wine bottles were filled with fragrance for a moment.

But time was also frozen at this moment!

Jian Chen found that apart from feeling the danger and being nervous, he could not react any more!

Jiang Feng's finger contained a trace of fairy light, which easily hit his eyebrows, and his magic power rushed into Jian Chen's eyebrows.

I saw that his sea of ​​consciousness was sealed by a faint seal, so the previous memory completely disappeared, but the Dantian was not sealed, so it was easy to use magical powers.

That faint seal is not very powerful. It can be cracked as long as it is an immortal, but it must be external force.

It seems that the person who deals with Jian Fengchen is not really trying to suppress his memory, but just wants Jiang Feng to break the seal himself.

After a finger, the time around began to flow again, the broken glass began to fly out, and the splashing wine flashed with dreamy colors under the dim light.

All his past appeared in Jian Fengchen's eyes, and finally came back to his senses and completely changed back.

"I am not Jian Chen, I am Jian Fengchen." Jian Fengchen murmured to himself, and finally raised his head confidently and said with great certainty.

"Okay." Jiang Feng applauded, Jian Fengchen finally found himself and restored his memory.

"Pupil, pay homage to the master." Jian Fengchen looked at Jiang Feng, and finally knelt down to the ground quickly and kowtowed.

"The disciple is incompetent, and he is embarrassed by the master."

"It's fine. This is not a place to talk. Let's change the place." After Jiang Feng said that, he waved his hand and disappeared into the bar with Jian Fengchen.

As they left, everything that happened before seemed to have turned around and quickly replayed.

The broken wine bottle, the splashed wine and the flying wood chips all flew back in the opposite direction, and finally returned to the original state and everything returned to its original state.

The bartender finally woke up, then scratched his head and said to himself: "Why do I seem to have fallen asleep before?"

All his memories have been clear, including everything recorded in the camera in the bar, has been restored to its original state, and Jiang Feng does not want to leave any traces in the mortal world.

The Yellow River has nurtured China's historical civilization for five thousand years.

Today, the Yellow River is extremely muddy and yellow, with yellow soil tied to it. It is no longer the clearness of the ancient times, nor the endless flow of the ancient times.

It is the dry season now, and there is only a trickle of drifting alone on the main roads of the Yellow River, no longer returning to the past weather.

However, at this time, this mysterious ancient riverside was suddenly filled with the growth of Chinese people, and several figures appeared.

These people appeared very strangely, as if they had appeared out of thin air, without any signs before.

Jiang Feng stood on the bank of the Yellow River first and sighed inwardly. The mother river eventually became scarred due to the wanton excavation and mining of his children.

This is a kind of national sorrow, and there is a faint sense of sadness flowing here, which is slow and heartbreaking.

"Little madman, you call us over and see what this dry river is doing?" Chen Han looked at the main road with cracks on both sides and looked at Jiang Feng in confusion.

"Use your soul to sense and try to find out."

Jiang Feng said softly, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

"Huh... it's not simple, I feel the vastness of this river. It's an extremely desolate and vast artistic conception, just like the vastness of the sea in the Wuji World. How is it possible?"

"I felt a kind of sorrow from here, and it seemed that there was a sad story here that ended and finally disappeared into the dust of history."

"I felt sighs and unwilling shouts."

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When everyone expressed their feelings, they were surprised to find that their feelings were not repeated with others.

What is going on? Why do everyone feels differently? The earth is not big in their eyes, really not big. Compared to the world of Wuji, it is even a tiny tiny of dust.

However, the river here contains the artistic conception of the sea in the vast world.

The water is not deep, the dragon is the spirit, the mountain is not high, and the immortal is the name. This is the same truth. Each of them knows that this river is definitely not as simple as they see.

"This river has been growing up since humans have memories of this planet. It has nurtured the birthplace of Banpo culture. It is because of it that my country has been created." Jiang Feng said slowly, unable to help but blend his emotions into this ancient river.

From it, I felt a sense of vicissitudes of history and a silent sorrow.

Every step of human beings is extremely difficult. Our ancestors made fire with bricks and wood, cut through the thorns, and finally developed a primitive civilization and reproduced the human race with difficulty.

However, in today's society, how many people go to visit Yanhuang? How many people commemorate Shennong? How many people remember the nesters?

When society has reached its peak, but it has forgotten its ancestors. It has to be said that this is a silent sorrow. The tablets of our ancestors are hanging high, but there are no descendants who remember the difficulties they were in the past.

If the ancestors know, I am afraid they can only sigh helplessly!

The Yellow River contains an extremely vicissitudes and mysterious ancient will, which directly traveled through ancient times and the present, and became an insurmountable line. It is a brilliant and glorious nature that cannot be erased in history.

Jiang Feng's feelings were getting closer and closer to the Yellow River, and finally it seemed to be one with the Yellow River. He saw that there was an ancient huge dragon vein lurking under the river.

However, the dragon vein that day had been petrified. This was an ancient dragon vein that ran across the north and west. If it were until now, I don’t know how many heroes and earth spirits would be able to be nurtured.

As it became more and more integrated with the Yellow River, Jiang Feng's emotional fluctuations became stronger and stronger. At this moment, the entire empty ancient Yellow River area emitted a long and quiet sound.

A stream of extremely clear, as if filled with countless stars suddenly erupted from the upper reaches of the Yellow River. A yellow dragon wandered in it, jumping out of the water from time to time, emitting a sacred glory.

This is the reappearance of the Yellow River. Jiang Feng's magical powers and the Yellow River are combined into one, and he restored the Yellow River in the past with his boundless Taoism.

At this moment, Jiang Feng felt a strange fluctuation suddenly occur in a part of the middle section of this ancient mother river.

Just when Chen Han and the others were still amazed at the magic and vastness of this river, Jiang Feng suddenly opened his eyes. The magnificent river surface disappeared, leaving only the river channel that is now crisscrossing.

There was some muddy yellow water at the bottom of the river winding and slowly flowing, and it looked even more desolate at this time.

Jiang Feng used his magical powers to completely cover the surroundings to avoid causing huge noises and endings after something uncontrollable happens.

Seeing Jiang Feng so cautious, Chen Han and the others began to use their magic power one after another, ready to take action at any time and issue a terrifying blow.

Jiang Feng shot out sword energy from his hands, carefully dissecting a part of the middle section of the Yellow River. After digging ten meters, a simple stone tablet finally appeared in front of everyone.

The words that are winding above are completely incomprehensible, and Jiang Feng just knew that this is tadpole language.

This is a miracle in the history of the development of ancient Chinese civilization, and it has not been completely deciphered until now.

However, the stone tablet carved dragons and phoenixes, with countless auspicious clouds and auspicious colors, and the reliefs of the celestial girl scattering flowers around it, which looked very mysterious.

Jiang Feng stroked the stone tablet with both hands and slowly felt it from the traces on it.

The stone tablet trembled slightly, and there was a spirit inside that detected Jiang Feng's existence and actually made a light sound.

A strange light came out from Jiang Feng's eyes, and then a powerful aura burst out from his whole body, constantly injecting his magic power into the stone tablet.

The stone tablet was constantly injected with magic power by Jiang Feng. Finally, every trace on it emitted a golden light. The tadpoles became alive at this time, turning into golden tadpoles, swimming in the air.

Countless tadpoles gathered together densely and turned into a mirror, showing a shocking scene inside.

It was a scene of doomsday, with countless powerful people roaring, and various magical powers could shake the world, and even this corner of the universe was destroyed by them.

They kept flying into the sky, not knowing where they were flying, but they continued to disappear into the sky.

Below, countless people were praying and crying, countless volcanoes erupted, endless earth cracks appeared, and various creatures encountered great disasters and began to destruction.

At this time, four strong men appeared in all directions of the world, supporting the world that was about to collapse. A woman took out countless colorful divine stones and began to cut her flesh and blood into it, refining these stones, and finally turned into a sky-repairing stone to repair the collapsed heaven.

Countless strong men fell, and inexplicably existed, attacking the world, and destroying everything, while the strong men in this world were fighting, fighting for the glimmer of hope, and protecting their people.

The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors were all destroyed, and the powerful figures were scattered. This was a great destruction. In the end, the world disappeared, leaving only ten powerful men and the beautiful and incomparable woman with a piece of people from the world.

Ten powerful men used their great powers to hide the breath of this world, making a corner of the world wander alone in the universe. I don’t know how long it took to stay and start recuperating.

Jiang Feng, Chen Han and others were shocked in their hearts as they watched the scenes of the great destruction and the scenes of peerless strong men sacrificing themselves to protect their people.

In their minds, these people are strong and deserve the word "peerless"!

No matter what kind of existence they encounter, they sacrificed themselves for their people in exchange for a last glimmer of hope. Although they failed, they left seeds. In a sense, they were also successful.

Everyone's heart is shocked, and everyone's heart cannot calm down. They are all asking themselves, would they move forward without hesitation if it was their turn?

At this moment, the world suddenly darkened, with countless lightning and thunder, fires everywhere, endless Taoist sounds roaring, the breath of the Dharma-Ending Age was spreading, and Jiang Feng and his Taoist practices were quickly weakened.

"What's going on? Why do I feel that my cultivation is gradually disappearing?" Ouyang Mingjian shot out a sword light, but the sword light kept weakening and smaller in the air, and finally disappeared dozens of meters away.

The tadpole texts in the sky were all flashing, and the light was unstable. A desolate aura was spreading. The final outcome had not yet appeared, but the stone tablet had cracks under this force, and eventually lost its spirituality.

Jiang Feng sat down as if exhausted, gasping for breath. The end of the world appeared, and the world began to collapse. A huge palm, extremely dark, with boundless lightning and black air, shot at Jiang Feng and the others in a mighty manner.

At this moment, everyone was already desperate, their Taoism had disappeared, their bodies were aging, and the strong wind was whistling, and their bodies were even beginning to turn into powder.

That big hand has the power to destroy the world, destroying everything in the world with an irreversible and irresistible powerful force, which makes everything false.

"Roar..." At this moment, suddenly the other side of the middle section of the Yellow River collapsed, and a huge cave appeared. A muffled roar came out from it, turning into a Taoist sword, slashing out a wisp of sword waves, facing the big hand in the air.

The world collapsed, and after encountering the sword wave, the black hand was cut off a series of black gas. The inexplicable existence let out a strange cry, which was even more unbearable than thunder. Chen Han, Ouyang, Wang Ming and others all turned into ashes under this strange cry.

"Oh... I'm dead, all dead..."

A sigh came from the cave, and a light rushed out of it, resisting the boundless aura of destruction around. Chen Han and his people's souls were as big as a soybean, trembling very weakly.

Jiang Feng was only left with his soul at this time, but under this yellow light, he was gradually recovering.

An old turtle, the size of a large truck, slowly crawled out of it.

It was this old turtle that was against the will of heaven in the blink of an eye, resisting the terrifying existence and preventing his endless power from falling.

No one knows what kind of state the old turtle has reached, and can resist the black hand that destroys the world.

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