"Now, Ying Zheng and Zhulong are only in a relatively dangerous state. But as long as there is enough time, even if they devour the land of Qianjiangling, they can recover a thousand-meter-long golden dragon body." The man breathed a sigh of relief and said in a deep voice, "Then everything will be the same as Zhulong, Zhulong is still the same Zhulong, and this crisis has not changed at all."

"Everything is just a matter of time." The man stared into Zhang Liang's eyes and said word by word. "Then... how long will this time be?" Zhang Liang replied with a low look and asked. "I don't know." The man said bluntly, "But judging by Ying Zheng's nature, he will not allow this period to last too long."

"There is no absolute sense of security without elemental bodies, so he will kill all of you immediately, and then restore a small body as quickly as possible. This is at most an hour - and it will be an hour after you all die." "So...so, so we must defeat Ying Zheng before this, and kill him completely while he is now fragile human state..." So Zhang Liang stared at the man's eyes, and asked in a slight and trembling voice.

The man stared at Zhang Liang's faint gaze, and after a moment of silence, he said with a solemn look. "Until now, do you still think you can defeat Ying Zheng?" Hearing the man's words, Zhang Liang's eyes trembled. He stared at the man's calm gaze for a long time, then slowly asked: "What are you?" The man paused and said in a heavier voice, "Do you really think you can defeat Ying Zheng?"

The man said clearly enough, and Zhang Liang could hear it very clearly. However, the man's words turned too fast, so Zhang Liang could not take it - what does he really think they could defeat Ying Zheng? Should he answer yes or no? The answer "yes", to be honest, he was not sure at all, but if he answered "no" - how could he not! How could they let Ying Zheng survive? "We... must defeat Ying Zheng." So Zhang Liang bypassed the question and said firmly to the man. After all, he didn't want the words to sound too desperate, although this reality was already desperate enough.

"Must?" the man said in surprise, and then sarcastically said indifferently, "Why must? Because Qin Chu cannot destroy the country and the family? Because the three realms cannot be miserable? Because the balance of this world cannot be broken? " "This is just your own thoughts. What does it have to do with reality? Even if people all over the world think that disasters should not happen, then will the disaster not happen?"

"Don't always be so naive, otherwise it's too naive." The man's words began to become sharp and mean, like an ice-cast knife, and ruthlessly stabbed Zhang Liang in the face. "You have been reading ancient books for more than twenty years and reading prophecies for more than twenty years. You should know better than anyone that in front of the wheels of times and destiny, people's ideas are just something that is fragile."

"Let's not talk about the big ones. The most intuitive point is that the people you have seen in the past years who are involved in prophecy - can one of them beat their fate? No." "Because fate has already made everything from the beginning, even what kind of efforts people will make and how firm perseverance they have, it will be all sorts of good things to persevere until they can persist - it's just that the people who live in it don't know. But even if they know, it's meaningless..."

"Just like Xiang Yu, he has experienced so many things and so many variables, but wasn't he led to Qianjiangling by fate in the end - even if he finally led his sword to commit suicide? What can he prove? The prophecy is not wrong, but he still died in the Qin Chu Wujiang on the second day of the 1,128th year of Yunjingli."

"The power of will and belief is not that magical. When fate is planning, it doesn't know all this. What should happen will happen. You cannot defeat Ying Zheng, let alone deal with Ying Zheng and Zhulong." The man's sharp words made Zhang Liang unable to answer, so he could only remain silent in a difficult situation, calm down for a long time and reacted.

"Did you let me come to this place just to make me accept all this?" Zhang Liang blinked his eyes and asked in a heavy tone. "Yes." The man looked at Zhang Liang's eyes and said ruthlessly and seriously. "To give you a psychological preparation so that you have enough courage to live."

"Living...what do you mean?" Hearing the man's words, Zhang Liang's eyes suddenly became surprised, and his whole expression changed faintly. The man looked at Zhang Liang's confusion, but he was silent and said nothing. He just sighed helplessly, then reached out to hold the ancient book of Lingling that was spread between the two, turned the direction of the book and pushed it to Zhang Liang. "You can read it yourself. Just where you were stained with blood, the book awakened the latest prophecy."

Zhang Liang looked at Yan Ling's ancient book spread out in front of him. He really didn't expect that when he fell into this strange nothingness, Yan Ling's ancient book would come together, and until now, the book still quietly spread out on page 325.

"Page 325..." Zhang Liang was surprised for a moment, and his eyes were at the same time resisting the crimson blood on the ancient pages. At this time, he suddenly remembered that he forced the release of the "Shi Ling Barrier" in order to stop Ying Zheng, so he turned on the 325th page of the ancient book. Unfortunately, the magic was completely invalid, and he was seriously injured. So Zhang Liang concentrated his breath and stretched out his right hand and slowly landed on the ancient book. He touched the blood and the words of the Shi Ling that fell into the blood.

In an instant, the mysterious words silent on the page were awakened, lingering around Zhang Liang's fingers and flying. The firefly light bloomed at the time, like a handful of fleece that was shocked by the yellow and bloody paper. Zhang Liang closed his eyes and penetrated thousands of threads of soul consciousness into it, humbly revealing the truth of the prophecy. - The light emerged from the darkness, lit up Zhang Liang's eyes, allowing him to see the picture in his soul consciousness. He stood on a deserted land, with strong winds blowing towards him from all directions. The coolness of the river wind, the hotness of the fire wind, the rushing of the wind, and the desertion of the night wind.

He stretched out his hand to caress his hair that was chaotic by the wind, and he just raised his eyes and saw the cross-shaped tombstone in front of him. Just before him, just twenty meters away, there were cross-shaped stone tablets standing flat on the ground. The stone tablets were about half a meter wide and nearly ten meters high. The top of each one was bound high with a person, or... a corpse! His quiet eyes trembled immediately. Those people tied to the top of the stone tablets all lowered their heads, silently with a sound, and there was no sign of life at first glance.

He then walked forward with a nervous mood, one step, two steps... It was not until he was within ten meters of the stone tablet that he finally saw clearly... Blood, dazzling red, and black-red blood flowed down from the top of the stone tablet, solidifying and mottled. And all of those people, Xiang Yu, whose big sword penetrated the heart, Bai Qi, whose body was burnt, Han Xin, who was covered with scars, Bian Que, who had no internal organs, Mo Zi, who was seriously burned, Miyamoto Musashi, whose limbs were destroyed, Liu Bang with a hole in his chest, Arthur with naked body and head, and...

All were dead, all of these people were dead, and only the remains of the remains were shackled on the stone tablet, with cold corpses and blood flowing... A ball of fire suddenly rose with the strong wind, dyeing all the cross stone tablets, and burning from bottom to top into a huge fire. The scorching and terrifying flames burned the corpses, destroying all the blood and flesh in the high temperature, leaving not even a trace of the remains. He was going crazy, and everything in front of him was almost scared to the point of being crazy.

All died, all the people he knew were dead, and all the corpses of people were burning in the cross stone tablets, burning in the fire, and burning in the fire. Even the woman whose name was unknown and her white dragon were all on it. Even the senior wearing a linen cloak was burned to ashes inch by inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch

He subconsciously panicked for a moment, and then suddenly realized the unreasonable weight that had been in his palm. He thought it was the ancient book of Yanling, but when his eyes fell, he saw that it was actually a crystal - a black crystal in his hand, which was the magic dragon crystal! The black light of the miracle was filled with the crystal stone, and the continuous life force forced his life to hold his life - he suddenly looked up and his eyes quickly fell to Bian Que on the stone tablet, and saw Bian Que's body burning and dispersing in the flames.

So that's it. It turned out that Bian Que returned the magic dragon crystal to him, allowing him to survive... Thinking of this, a thunder suddenly flashed in his painful thoughts, which shocked him to raise his eyes immediately. He stared in panic, looking at all the burning cross stone tablets from left to right, as if he wanted to find something in the burning fire. But he didn't finish reading it, and there were several stone tablets on the right that were too far away to see clearly, and he didn't know what was tied up on it.

Who is it? But he never had the chance to finish it. The burning fire suddenly surged, swallowing all the corpses of the stone tablets, leaving only the ash smoke floating in the sound of the wind, and was beyond recognition. At the same time, countless overlapping dragon roars echoed down from the sky, as shocked as thunder storms. He subconsciously raised his head with the roar, and saw a huge black cloud covering the sky and flying rapidly towards the distant sky to the east.

He restrained his fear and panic. When he looked closely, he found that the black cloud was full of black tyrant dragons with overlapping groups, with a terrifying number of more than one hundred. They roared and soared, breaking through the super gravity with their mighty aura and crossed the ancient border river! And as they flew into the distance, two star dots lit up in the farthest sky.

Those were two eyes, two extremely bright eyes. Dragon's bright eyes! - In an instant, the picture disappeared, the darkness disappeared, and the prophetic scene ended here. Zhang Liang opened his eyes tremblingly, but the panic in his expression could not calm down for a long time. The words that were dancing beside his fingers suddenly became quiet, and all flew into the void in front of Zhang Liang's eyes in a lively and orderly manner, and then in a flash of firefly, the fantasy became a text that everyone could understand.

The text is: "The sun of reincarnation is revelation, the dragon roars of thousands of rivers and ridges, the black clouds are roaring, Yaoyu, I know, so those who can understand this way should be honest and self-protection..." After the intense emotions, Zhang Liang's expression quickly became cold, and the infarcted voice was filled with sadness for no reason, "Everything is determined..."

"But this time I really...I can't do it...I'm already in this catastrophe, how can I walk out of the room alone and watch all this calmly..."

"I really don't understand..." "Why... Why did God's will decide to make Ying Zheng successful? Even if God's will is ruthless, such a big thing has implicated the lives of so many people in the world - why did God's will make the war to conquer the world a fixed number in fate! Ah?" The cold tears turbidly gaze all eyes until the last sentence was finished. Zhang Liang was already crying. He really didn't understand, and did not understand why God's will choose to make Ying Zheng the direction of fate in this game that concerns all beings in the three realms, and he wanted to allow Ying Zheng to conquer the world dictatorially. "Because Ying Zheng is God's will." The man stared at Zhang Liang's confusion and pain in silence, sighed and gave the final answer.

Zhang Liang calmed down, and his tears were frozen on the man's face. He obviously could not understand what the man said. What does "Ying Zheng mean by God's will" mean? Under Zhang Liang's gaze, the man calmed down and said expressionlessly. "The fate of the world is equal under the calculation of God's will. Everything is just a chaotic chess piece in a large plate. However, there is only one thing, "that is, only you can survive." The man stared into Zhang Liang's eyes and emphasized again.

"Only I..." Zhang Liang's eyes were still frozen, but when he heard the man's words, he subconsciously asked, "What about Lanlan?" In the prophecy scene before, Zhang Liang did not see Mulan's body. He had a trace of hope and searching for the failed person on the stone tablet, which was actually Mulan.

"You are indeed the most worried about her..." The man sighed lightly, but his expressionless face was clear. "Mulan is a little special... just like what you saw. For some reason, the prophecy did not involve her at all, nor did she clarify her life and death." "But according to Qianjiangling's current situation, even the old master can't survive, so what can she do?" "Oh by the way, the old master is the person who sealed the tyrant dragon group outside Qianjiangling. His name is Lao Master..." When he said this, the man explained, "——Of course, it is not ruled out that Mulan can survive the disaster by chance."

"She has moved far away with the undercurrents below the river. She is indeed more likely to live in you."

Zhang Liang slowly breathed a sigh of relief. As long as there is hope of survival, it is good. In fact, what he is most afraid of knowing is Mulan's death, and most afraid of the remains of Mulan's body being tied to the cross stone tablet that was not too late to finish...

But then again, even if Mulan can survive, even if both of them are still alive in the end, what can they do?

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!