After leaving a message to Zhao Morer, Zhou Yan hurried to the direction of the moon shrine and soon caught up with the frosted butterfly in front.

The Lord of the Goblins did not know why he was very angry, and he did not take care of Zhou Yan along the way.

The way without words.

Returning to the moon shrine, Zhou Yan saw Xiao Li's figure standing on the mountain from a distance, couldn't help but be surprised, "Ghost, Xiao Li, isn't this good?"

The face of the cream butterfly showed a hint of doubt, fleeting, and then coldly snorted, and the head did not return.

Embarrassed, he touched his nose.

“Little Li, what happened during my time when I wasn’t here?”After confirming that Xiao Li was unharmed, Zhou Yan asked.

“Master, I was taken captive by the bloodthirsty people, and later I was rescued.”Small way.

He asked, “Who saved you?”

"The old man who brought us into this world."

“Old beggar?”

The eyes of the fire suddenly condensed, and the guy, really, was in this world.

The voice just fell, is an old laugh from the distant sky: "Haha, Zhou Yan brother, I gave you two gifts, but still satisfied?" 」

The old beggar fell from the sky, followed by an old man with a respectful face, the old man who had guarded the tower before.

Zhou Yan’s eyes suddenly cold and cold, “Now should I call you an old man, or an evil god?”

"Little children, do not be rude to the evil god."The old man shouted.

The old beggar waved at him: "It's okay."

Then he smiled and looked at Zhou Yan and said, "Brother Zhou Yan, I have no malice against you, otherwise I will not send you two gifts."

The news of Qingling to Zhou Yan, as well as the rescue of Xiaoli, are controlled by the old beggar behind, so he did sell Zhou Yan's great human feelings.

However, this does not hide the fact that he had deceived himself.

He said, “So what is your purpose?”

The old beggar said, "This is not a place to talk, come with me."

He waved his hand at random, suddenly shifting the stars, space twisted, the environment around him was transient, and the light was strange.

“The Empire!”

The heart trembled, as if he had been caught by the palm of a demon.

The fairy road is started by the refining of gas, then the foundation is built, then the baby, and then the palace, the cave, the cave, the robbery, the diverging, the conjunct, and finally the realm of the emperor.

The old beggar waved a hand at will, and it can make the space distorted, move thousands of miles, and clearly be the magic of the imperial realm.

In other words, the strength of the old beggar has clearly reached the peak of the world.

On that day, when facing the lord of the real soul of the mausoleum city, he could completely run the other with one finger, but he did not, but he was simply acting to Zhou Yan.

After a moment, Zhou Yan had come to a strange field, and opposite him, only an old beggar stood.

The old guard and the small standing were not brought into this space.

“Brother Zhou Yan, will you look at this place again, and you will feel strange?”The old beggar laughed.

Their current location is a towering mountain peak, full of fairy gas, green grass and wood, in the distance of a smooth rock wall, engraved with dense ancient patterns.

“This is...”

He said, “Mountain of the Holy Spirit, where I used to be together!”

"That's right."The old beggar nodded, "It is the mountain of the Holy Spirit, which is also the site of the miracle of Loyal, fortunately, no one has yet entered this place."

Zhou Yan suddenly sneered, “Why, did you bring me to the Holy Spirit Mountain yourself because you were impatient?”

The old beggar calmly said, "That's one reason, and I've survived some chaotic years to this day."

"Of course, I'll bring you to the Holy Spirit Mountain, and there's another purpose."

He looked at him coldly.

The old beggar did not mind, and went to a high waterfall: "But remember, here is the place where you once condensed the holy heart of the tree."

Smiling, “You know me very well!”

The old beggar was silent, one hand at one hand, and the waterfall was divided into two, as if opening a huge door to reveal an ice house.

“Come with me.”

Behind the old beggar, Zhou Yan stepped into the ice house, instantly freezing cold, but the scene in front of him suddenly intensified his heart beat.

In a huge crystal in the ice house, a body is frozen.

The reason why Zhou Yan was excited was because of this body, which he was familiar with and could no longer be familiar with.

"This is the true nature of your empire, and when your soul returns to the original world, I will freeze your true earth."

"This is my third gift to you."

The old beggar smiled and looked at Zhou Yan, his eyes flashed with mysterious colors, and he did not know what he was thinking.

Zhou Yan took a hard breath of cold air, his head gradually calmed down from the fiery, "You are really hard to think about it!"

"I don't know what your purpose is, but I'm sure I'm a vital part of your plan."

The old beggar did not deny it, saying, "Yes, it is indispensable to you, because only your soul can integrate the four gods, and destroy the spiritual monument of the town, you must rely on the power of the four gods."

He frowned, “Why is it that only my soul can do it?”

The old beggar looked at him strangely and said, "Maybe you don't even realize your identity."

“The firmament is so large that there are not only humans on Earth, but beyond the stars, there are countless true stars similar to the Earth.”

The twilight agrees.

The old beggar continued: "And on the other side of the distant starry sky, there is a true star called the Dark, inhabited by ghosts, who are proficient in all kinds of soul magic."

He said, “You mean I’m a ghost?”

The old beggar explained: "The dark star has no necrosis, there is no reincarnation, and after the ghost clan dies, the soul will wander in the endless universe."

"And you, must have just drifted near the Earth's star, and you were sent to the reincarnation by the yin here."

The old beggar's words made Zhou Yan completely silent.

The amount of information in it is too large, even if it is too hot, it can't help but be shocked.

At the same time, he realized something terrible.

The old beggar knows so well the stars outside the star, indicating that he is likely to be from the world outside the stars.

"As you think, I am not a man of this planet, but a giant star of the fire."The old beggar did not hide his identity, as he said.

“The giant star?”

“I can’t remember how many years ago I came to Earth as the strongest of the giants.”

"I thought it was a barren planet, and I knew that as soon as it landed, it was locked up by a man without a head."

"This lock has come to the present, and after countless years of chaotic attempts, I have finally condensed my soul."

The old beggar came to the vicissitudes, and the long years had extinguished his hatred for the headless eccentric, but from his eyes, he could still see a hint of resentment.

Zhou Yan’s tongue felt as if he was listening to a myth, and a moment later his face changed: “The huge ancient corpse in the fairy beads is you?”

When he first entered the fairy beads, he passed through a strange space, and inside it was locked with a white bone corpse, and he was shocked at them.

The old beggar said, "The whole ancient fairyland is pressed on my body, and I can't move, I can only watch it rot."

Somehow, seeing the old beggar look like this, Zhou Yan suddenly wanted to laugh twice, but thought and resisted.

The old beggar said, "The infrastructure of the ancient fairyland is four pieces of spiritual monument, and if you pull off or smash the spiritual monument of the town, my body will come out."

“Then the ancient fairyland will not collapse?”

"No, as long as the fairy beads are not damaged, the ancient fairyland will not collapse, at most, the space is expanded until the entire bead space is occupied."

The old beggar explained, looking forward to Zhou Yan: "I just want to go back to my true body, and then return to the giant star."

That's it.

This is the old beggar’s plan.

Zhou Yan's hands were behind him, pacing back and forth, his brows frowned tightly, and seemed to be cautious.

After a while, he looked up and said, "I'm sorry, I can't promise you."