Chapter 339? Communication with another mythical civilization
In that old voice, there was a kind of indifference to the utmost decadence, and then there was an incomparable sense of desolation, giving people boundless desolation.
Piles of scriptures were constantly thrown into the fire without hesitation, as if an era was disappearing, turning into embers of the great road in the firelight.
The helpless words before death in old age, the dancing firelight, the deep and desperate emotions, with the coolness of late autumn, gave people a very bad feeling.
Wang Xuan was immersed in this scene, as if he was witnessing the end of a mythical civilization. Even the strongest could not change the ending of the extraordinary demise.
His eyes followed the fire, and he saw more figures. There was a creature sitting on a scripture. There were men, women, humans, and races that he had never seen before. They threw themselves into the fire together with the scripture, and sighed there.
, then grew old and died.
Wang Xuan watched quietly, he couldn't change anything, this was the past.
One of the scriptures, with billions of strands of sword energy, soared into the sky, shaking down the stars in the sky and disrupting the gorgeous galaxy. There is no doubt that this is an earth-shattering figure.
A man with hair as white as snow stood outside the territory, standing on a scripture, watching the stars swaying with his breathing and the sword energy overflowing from his body, he still felt deeply powerless.
"The extraordinary disintegrated, the universe corrected itself, and my power began to dissipate. All my efforts ended up in the dust of the universe."
He used his body to hold up the sky, but in the end, it continued to dim rapidly, until finally, he grew old, sat on the Hua Sutra, and died in the years.
At this point, the sky he held up, as well as the mythical planet behind him, completely perished and could no longer be seen.
Wang Xuan was moved. Compared to the current world, this man was definitely a powerful man. He was the first person in a certain fairyland to fight against the error-correcting universe.
He stood at the forefront, trying to hold on to the last remaining glimpse of his extraordinary life, but his fate was doomed. He was constantly depleted, weak and old, and he died like a mortal in the years.
Seeing this scene, Wang Xuan couldn't help but sigh. Taking history as a guide, this is what is destined to happen in the future, and no one can escape.
Even the female alchemist, Zhang Daoling, the ascetic monk, the ancestor of the immortals and other extremely powerful people are no exception and can definitely compete with the white-haired man.
The white-haired man carrying the scripture fell and was thrown into the fire.
Then, infinite light bloomed, and a woman with spiritual energy gushing out from her eyebrows opened up an infinite realm. She took the gods and the kingdom of gods behind her, soaring into the sky and soaring around the world.
However, she was eventually overwhelmed by the universe, her body dimmed, her transcendence faded, the kingdom of the gods suddenly disintegrated, and one scripture after another burned and fell into the fire.
The people and scenes who were able to soar into the universe and show their special mark were all the strongest men of their time, but what they left to future generations was only regret and a sense of powerlessness.
"Don't burn it, let me take a look." Wang Xuan felt heartbroken for them. This was all their life's hard work. It was such a pity to just throw it into the fire and burn it to ashes.
Even if those people feel that these scriptures are not enough to continue the myth and to shape the extraordinary world, they can still be left for future generations to refer to and inspire.
He reached out to touch those scriptures and wanted to stop them. Although he didn't know how many years or eras had passed, he still subconsciously did so.
"Um?"
His spiritual eye and his soul seemed to have really touched something.
Next, Wang Xuan's body trembled, and his spiritual body stood on the burning scripture, approaching the ancients from long ago.
"Xan Ling?" A man with a relatively young face, but aged eyes and gray hair turned back to look at him and said this.
Of course, it was not a real voice, but a kind of mental fluctuation that spanned time and space, and it actually saw him!
Wang Xuan was deeply surprised and wanted to speak to convey the mental fluctuations, but he found that he could not do it.
Can the evil spirit be defined in this way? Is it the same as what he has seen before?
There is no doubt that the man in this scripture is extremely powerful, and the scripture pages are filled with the light of the sky, swirling around him.
He raised his hand and pressed it down towards Wang Xuan, covering the sky with his hand. Various runes, accompanied by Dao fire, burned according to the scriptures, drowning Wang Xuan.
With a bang, Wang Xuan's spirit turned into a rain of light, disappeared from this sutra, steamed up, and returned to his physical body.
At this time, Wang Xuan found that his heart was beating violently like a drum, the sound was extremely loud, and a layer of white hair sweat appeared on his body.
Just now, he really and clearly felt the reality of death. His soul was wiped out by someone raising his hand. Facing that kind of peerless figure, he couldn't move at all and was killed instantly!
"Is this the real difference between me, Lao Zhang and Fang Yuzhu behind the scenes?" He was covered in cold sweat from head to toe.
When you meet such a person, you can destroy him with just one look. He can destroy all dharmas with just a raise of your hand. He can cover the sky with one single body and deliver a devastating blow across time and space.
"He thinks I'm a ghost?" Wang Xuan pondered, whether he wanted to redefine this kind of creature, or whether the person's perception was wrong.
After experiencing this, Wang Xuan felt a sense of exhaustion. It was a real death experience, and his spirit is still tense to this day.
"Aww, you come for a beating, don't go too far!" the round-faced girl shouted.
Wang Xuan lowered his head and suddenly realized that he was too nervous and touched the little white tiger's head again, rubbing it again and again. The other person almost hated him to death.
She had already ducked out, looking at him warily and viciously.
"What did you see just now?" Wang Xuan asked her if she saw him standing on the scripture and being strangled.
The round-faced girl was stunned and shook her head. She didn't see anything, but she tilted her head and thought for a while, then said: "For a moment, you seemed to be dead, as if you disappeared from this world, leaving only a body."
Wang Xuan silently realized it, but it was not without gain. He saw a large number of burning runes covering him. Although the runes were incomplete, the moment of spiritual resonance still gave him some enlightenment.
"In that era, many people liked to open up a small world to accommodate themselves, to stand in it, and to pay attention to the endless development of all things, but they still could not escape the arrival of the era of exhaustion."
He sat down cross-legged and tried to experience it based on what he had learned. A hazy divine ring gradually appeared outside his body. Naturally, he could not open up a small world with his Taoism, but the little white tiger's eyes widened in shock.
"Did you just immerse yourself in the ancient scriptures, compete with the ancients, and get beaten up?" The round-faced girl asked quickly and eagerly.
Wang Xuan suddenly looked unkind and said: "Bring the photo crystal!"
The little white tiger said: "I am doing it for your own good. It is the most valuable experience. Reliving the lost mythical civilization is what the Demon Lord also experienced back then."
"Tell me what she went through." Wang Xuan became interested.
"Being instantly killed by the supreme powerhouse, she rushed in to challenge again and again. The more she was frustrated, the stronger she became, laying a certain foundation for her to build a peerless foundation in the future."
After Wang Xuan heard this, he was immediately surprised and prepared to choose a particularly powerful scripture to capture the dying mythical scriptures at the moment before death.
The little white tiger hurriedly shouted: "Wait a minute, you missed one thing. The demon master took me with him at that time, so he survived the danger. I was also a client in the past, which means that I can turn danger into good luck. Together, together
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Wang Xuan discovered that this white tiger's face was really big, so he could take credit for it?
Seeing her fleshy and round face, he couldn't help it anymore. After pinching her, he rubbed her head. Before her hair exploded and she was about to let out a tiger roar, he spoke first and said: "What if you
If you are not afraid of death, just leave your body and follow me."
This time, Wang Xuan looked carefully and selected a scripture that seemed extremely astonishing at the moment. As he turned the pages of the scripture, one star after another was appearing and dying.
A round-faced girl left the body of the white tiger, and her spirit followed Wang Xuan and landed on this extremely gorgeous and burning scripture.
There is a woman here, who is like a queen. Her mental temperament and physical appearance are not weaker than Fang Yuzhu's, and her strength is exceptionally strong. That look of looking down on the world is stronger than all men, as if she is facing everything in the past.
She seemed to disdain the strong men who once existed.
Here, Wang Xuan further understood the cultivation essence of this mythical civilization, and opening up a small world was the foundation for a peerless strong man.
Near this woman, there is a mythical world derived from her. It was once very majestic, vast and grand, but now it is shrinking and has become about the same height as her.
This is her mythical world, changing, condensing, connecting to the distance, turning into a road like a mythical tunnel.
She was cold, stunning and powerful. Finally, she glanced at the big universe outside with nostalgia and helplessness, let out a sigh, turned around and walked towards the depths of the mythical tunnel, as if she was trying to get close to something.
Wang Xuan's pupils contracted. At this moment, he clearly felt that deep in the tunnel, there was a faint energy substance that was close to reality floating out. It was very faint, but it was indeed there.
This woman is an extremely powerful creature with loose silver hair. She is looking for the power that is close to reality, and she has certain results.
However, she is still not considered a success. The extraordinary has been corrected, the universe has returned to ordinary normality, and the mythical civilization has reached its end. She is doomed to fail.
"She is extremely powerful and is initially close to real matter, but it's a pity." Wang Xuan sighed, but these voices could only ring in his heart, and the actual mental fluctuations could not be transmitted.
He saw the scene after the collapse of the extraordinary world. The mythical tunnel continued to collapse. The woman and her scriptures were burned and fell all over the sky. She turned into blood and fire, stained with the scriptures, and ended.
In the last look back, before the woman disappeared, she glanced at him and the round-faced girl, but did not take action. However, as the scripture fell, Wang Xuan and Wang Xuan exploded and disappeared into a rain of light.
After the darkness, both Wang Xuan and Xiao Baihu came to life. Death was so real and the experience was so profound that it left people with lingering fears.
"Did you see that, with me here, everything was safe and sound, we came back safely!" After returning to the human body, the round-faced girl immediately took credit.
Wang Xuan couldn't stand her, so he pressed her head and stroked her again and again!
"Ouch..." She bared her teeth and claws.
Wang Xuan sat down cross-legged and continued to experience death. He stood on those scriptures of unknown ages again and again, indirectly communicating with another mythical civilization.
The benefits are obvious. Some extremely powerful people are also looking for a way out, wanting to reshape a new mythical world, and are initially approaching real energy.
Wang Xuan was comprehending and absorbing the scriptures. From the fire, strands of strange substances spilled out. In a trance, he seemed to see the real place.
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