Chapter 2162 Die Once on the Prehistoric Battlefield

Chapter 2170 Died Once

"I was wondering... is all this true?" Yang Dingfeng leaned on his arms and looked at the blue sky through the mottled gap.

Qin Lan tilted her head strangely, not knowing more.

"If time and space are not reversed, and history does not overlap, what should I be doing now, and what will I experience? Who will I meet, where will I die, and the day I die... Elven Island still exists Is it?" Yang Dingfeng suddenly felt a little emotional, and felt in a trance that these were all dreams.

Although Qin Ming had mentioned to him many times about the chaos of time and space, those few short words in the Great Chaos pierced his heart inexplicably. For Qin Ming, this era has actually passed. In terms of age, everyone and all the monsters here are actually dead, dead for more than 10,000 years.

I have already died once in history, at the end of this era, under the fangs of the black dragon. Just like the elves, the queen, and the ancient tree reaching the sky in Elf Island, all the spirits were slaughtered, controlled, enslaved, and played with by the human race and the demon race. Those familiar faces, everything familiar, will become shattered one day.

Yang Dingfeng looked at the sky, as if he saw history, saw the scene of his own death, saw the scene of the elf island raging in flames and screaming, saw the despair and grief of the elf queen being suppressed, and saw her resentment towards the world .

"What do you want to say?" Qin Lan could understand, but couldn't.

Yang Dingfeng looked at the sky for a long time, and said softly to himself: "I have died once, this time... I want to die in a different way."

"what?"

"If this is really a dream, I will do my best to make it real. If all this is true, I will do my best to protect everything I should protect and give it a perfect ending." Yang Dingfeng lowered his eyes, looked at Qin Lan who was close in front of him, and said silently in his heart: "My queen."

Qin Lan met his eyes for a while, then turned and left, not understanding.

Yang Dingfeng raised his eyes again and looked at the sky: "Change the way of death... change the way of death... People who have died once, what is there to be afraid of? Just use my flesh and blood to be an immortal island Wall, Queen... trust me..."

The white tiger under the old tree was finally quiet for a while, and Qin Lan came back playfully, sitting on its neck, humming a little tune, and pulling its hair to braid its hair.

Baihu shook his head helplessly.

Qin Lan patted it lightly: "Xiaobai, don't move, my sister has dressed you up beautifully."

The dense forest is quiet, the air is humid but full of rich spiritual power, the old trees are vigorous, the branches are drooping, the half-covered and half-sold boulders are covered with moss, clusters of spiritual grass and wild flowers are swaying in the breeze, and there is a natural fragrance of fragrance .

Occasionally, there will be the roar of ferocious beasts in the distance, accompanied by loud rumbling noises, not fighting, but predating. There are raptors flying past high in the sky, their sharp cries piercing through gold and cracking rocks, and there are also groups of spirit birds, their voices are clear and spirit bait.

Everything is natural and wild, full of vitality.

But……

I don't know when, the normal animal roars suddenly became intense and dense, and the occasional rumbling sound also became dull. It was not ringing in one place, but in many places and in many directions.

Yang Dingfeng and Baihu immediately became vigilant, frowned for a while, then rose into the sky and looked into the distance.

"Moo..."

A reckless bull roared, the sound spread for dozens of miles, and the evil flames shot up to the sky. A giant bull as red as blood, more than 50 meters high and 100 meters long, knocked down a big mountain and ran wildly on the boulder.

It was a fiery demonic cow, an ancient demon species in the prehistoric battlefield. It existed for a long time. It possessed the blood of a demonic beast. It was domineering and ferocious. It stepped on the flames with four hooves, and its whole body was bathed in the flames. Its red fur was like satin. Flashing red light, rushed to the distance.

Behind it are tens of thousands of magic cows, densely packed, all of the same species, trampling on the magma, boiling the fire, and rushing out of the vast mountain range together with it. A large number of ferocious beasts in the mountains were alarmed and fled in a hurry. Even many Zerg hiding in the ground were panicked by the influx of magma, rushed out of the ground and fled in all directions.

"Roar!"

A golden-haired lion descended from the sky, landed in a large group of pigs, and let out a majestic roar. Its fur was shiny and golden rays flowed up and down. It was not like a normal lion, but had a body almost human, standing upright Walking, as high as fifty meters, there is a big horn between the eyebrows, there are electric lights flickering, and a pair of eyes are blood red.

The pigs were in confusion, whining and roaring. They are the unique monster race in the prehistoric battlefield. They are called Violent Wild Boars. They have a bad temper. Once they are frightened or feel the threat of death, they will expand rapidly and release all their power to explode directly.

When a terrifying demon king like the Golden Retriever Lion suddenly appeared among them, hundreds of violent wild boars swelled rapidly, rushing towards it one after another, self-destructing in mid-air, or self-destructing on impact, with blood and bones flying. But the seemingly horrific explosion didn't do any harm to the golden lion.

The golden lion ran wildly, and the ground cracked in pieces in a radius of more than ten miles. Tens of thousands of cracks spread, and thick dust burst up, engulfing a large number of fleeing ferocious wild boars.

"Roar……"

A roar shook the sky, and the huge sound could be heard no matter in the sky or in the vast mountains. Many beasts went limp, and a large number of raptors flew in panic. Even the mounts of many human races seemed to be disobedient. Lie on the ground, trembling non-stop.

It was a green vulture, as huge as a cloud across the sky, flying across the sky, its hair was as hard as steel, exuding overwhelming power, its pale eyes were like two deep pools, as if it wanted to pull people's souls into it . Its hundreds of meters of wings fluttered violently, and a hurricane was set off, roaring and raging, spreading out like huge spears.

"Aw..."

With a roar like a giant wolf or a fierce tiger, the world was in turmoil. A huge battle mastiff covered in purple electricity rushed out from the dark cracks in the earth, dust and mist billowed into the sky, purple thunder galloped, it was very huge, with an aura of swallowing mountains and rivers, it flew into the air suddenly, leaped thousands of meters away, and landed on one end On the huge mountain, a thunderstorm broke out.

Terrible monsters appeared one after another from the sleeping secret place, exuding terrifying power, roaring, running around, disturbing the dense forest, driving beasts and spirits everywhere, forming scenes of riots one after another. As they rampage and go berserk, the scope of the riots is getting wider and wider. Like viruses, they appear in spots in the vast rainforest, and then spread rapidly, forming a large area.

The earth trembled, there was a loud rumble, the mountains shook, dust was flying, all kinds of beasts were running around, the number ranged from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands, and then hundreds of thousands, whether it was underground or in the jungle, whether it was in the sky, or even in the river. Everything in the tide is in a mess.

In just half an hour, a great riot of beasts was formed that swept across thousands of miles and affected millions of spirits and monsters. The dust and mist were overwhelming, the radiance was overwhelming, and there were thunder, flames, cold waves and other energy impacts. It was like a sudden disaster. Prehistoric battlefield.