"Oh, I remember, I'm already dead. Could it be that what I'm hearing now is an echo from the underworld?" This judgment is a bit creepy. Maybe part of the sound of their conversation was transmitted to the East Emperor. In Tian's ears, it became the whisper of death. Feng Qinglang's heart moved. Since Trisia will seduce him in the future, it's better to seduce him herself. He made a silent gesture to the people around him, and then said in a deep voice: "Lost child, you have been lost between time and space" The black smoke seemed to tremble, and he asked coldly: "Who are you? " "The person who saved you" Feng Qinglang was once tempted by Trisia, imitating the seductive power of the seductive voice. The voice of black smoke was full of vigilance: "How can you save me?" "Let you be reborn, go back to the past, and let everything start again." Feng Qinglang didn't know what the expression of Nan Xinghun, who was now acting as an observer, was, but he must be grateful. Her large number of fantasy novels gave him the inspiration to seduce Dong Ditian. The black smoke suddenly trembled violently. The temptation of rebirth must have attracted his imagination. If I could go back to the past, what would I do? Don't people always think so Taking this opportunity, Feng Qinglang said to Anger He made a gesture of preparing to extract the memory drawer and showed the height of the child, which undoubtedly meant that Unger wanted to extract the memory of Dong Di Tian's childhood. As long as Dong Ditian¡¯s instinct is willing to cooperate, extracting the memory will be much smoother. There may be some fanatical illusion researchers present who are extremely eager to stay in this sea of ??memories after death, but Feng Qinglang cannot satisfy them. After all, everything here is full of changes. The colorful light and shadow impact everyone¡¯s eyes. When everything returned to calm, the surrounding scenery gradually became clear Anger breathed a sigh of relief and whispered: "When Dong Ditian was seven years old, in the middle of the Hongyu Mountains in the former Shenlong Empire" Among the mountains , the clouds and mist are misty, and what you see in front of you is like an otherworldly fairyland, with green lakes and green mountains, and mountain birds singing softly like songs The young Dong Ditian sat up from the bed in a daze, looked around, his eyes were full of confusion, and he walked out of the small The wooden house, looking at everything in the world, whispered softly: "Did I have a dream, or am I really reborn?" Feng Qinglang and others were staring at all this from the heights of the void. Feng Qinglang looked at it Dong Ditian, who was familiar to him, clearly had an inquiring look in his eyes. Dong Ditian understood, shook his head and said, "I don't have this memory" In front of the wooden house below, an old man with a white beard came to the young Dong Ditian, He said softly: "Ditian, you finally woke up" "Teacher, what's wrong with me? I suddenly feel that this world is full of unreality" The words of young Dong Ditian made all the illusionists feel nervous. "In your first trial alone, you lost your footing and fell off the cliff. You have been unconscious for three days" Listening to the master and apprentice from thousands of years ago, the conversation gradually entered a normal rhythm. Feng Qinglang decisively said to Anger: "Let the peerless strong man from Memory ghost state, turned into reality, directly in childhood, kill Dong Ditian. "No matter how evil you are in the future, there are so many of us peerless people, swarming up and killing you directly in the bud." Unger nodded vigorously, feeling full in his heart. It was because he was nervous. This was the first time he used his memory space system in actual combat. He spread his fingers and pushed forward. Three peerless experts were immediately pushed to the surroundings of the wooden house. The whole space swayed slightly, like a lake. Ripples rippled across the water. The three peerless people immediately turned into entities in the world of memory. They did not hesitate and rushed straight towards the young Dong Ditian. "Why are there only three?" Feng Qinglang immediately asked in surprise. At this time, Anger had once again fallen into a state of fatigue and collapse, and said in horror: "This shouldn't be like this, I clearly chose everyone" "Could it be that there is insufficient mental support?" The tree-dwelling owl asked doubtfully. "Is it the self-protection of Dong Di Tian's own memory world?" "Thousands of years apart, the memory system is not perfect, so it is impossible to let too many people in?" While the illusionists were arguing, Anger gritted his teeth and tried again, still Unable to transform more people into entities and send them into this memory world, he was so nervous that he almost cried. And below, the battle in front of the wooden house was raging. The white-bearded old man guarded the young Dong Di Tian behind him, fighting one against three, but he did not lose at all. He shouted coldly: "Who are you and why are you here?" One of the three peerless people happened to be Wanglou. The long sword turned into a sharp light, breaking through the thin mist. At a tricky angle, it connected endless floors and stabbed into the white-bearded old man's right eye. The mist was also lifted up by the floors, making the layered city walls fall into a sad and beautiful scene. In the smoke and clouds, combined with the sharp sword edge, the momentum was extremely shocking. Another peerless person named Liu Feixuan came from the Xia Dynasty and was only half a beat behind Wanglou.Just as he was lurking next to the white-bearded old man, he punched out with all his strength, raising another layer of smoke and seemingly hitting the white-bearded old man's forehead. In fact, the real killing move was aimed at the young Dong Di who was still in a dazed state. sky. The white-bearded old man was not afraid. The martial arts system of a thousand years later seemed to be full of weirdness and novelty. However, he had experienced hundreds of battles. He turned around, just in time to remove the smoke-filled watchtower with a sword, and then pulled The young boy Dong Ditian took a step forward, cleverly avoiding Liu Feixuan's sneak attack, and at the same time he flew forward, directly facing the third peerless person who suddenly came from the sky, Su Moyu, a strong man from the St. Mark Continent. Su Moyu has never left the Stigma, and this is the first time he has fought in a place with restricted airspace. Now he swoops down, like the indomitable tassel gun in his hand, lacking many of the usual changes. The white-bearded old man was really impressive. After just a few rounds, he realized that Su Moyu was the weak spot among the three. Now he found the right opportunity and faced him head-on. He didn't give Su Moyu any chance to escape. His long sleeves were heavy A swing that seemed ordinary, but was completely the result of his lifelong martial arts skills. It was really extraordinary. The long sleeves were in mid-air, and they collided heavily with the tassel spear, making a loud "boom¡ª¡ª" sound, like a flash of lightning. Crossing the mountains, but with the strength of the original source and the lack of changes in his back moves, Su Moyu was no match for the white-bearded old man. He spurted out a mouthful of blood, and was ejected hundreds of meters away. He had no strength to fight anymore. . Wanglou and Liu Feixuan looked at each other in fear. Before the ten moves arrived, one of them had been destroyed. They couldn't help but look up at the sky again, wondering why the backup didn't arrive for so long. This old man was not The ordinary Peerless Feng Qinglang made a quick decision and said decisively: "End this memory at any time, and we will extract another memory drawer." This old guy is not famous, but his strength is really amazing.