But after the pretense was over, the sequelae began.
The activation of the talisman consumed all the spiritual energy of this group of immortal cultivators. The air-control talisman quickly lost its effect, and everyone slowly fell from the sky.
As soon as they hit the ground, those who were in better condition felt weak in their hands and feet, and those who were almost dizzy and fainted.
I'm glad I didn't throw myself out.
Then all of them were pulled into an ambulance and taken away by the medical staff on standby nearby.
Of course, Shen Jiao couldn't be as embarrassed as them. She was a master at the eighth level of Qi refining after all.
But no matter how big a boss she is, she hasn't built a foundation yet and can't fly, so she can only affix a Yukong Talisman to herself in advance.
She was wearing homely casual clothes, her long hair was flying messily in the air, she reached out and flicked it lightly, and more than a dozen talismans were spinning around the huge meteorite.
Shen Jiao stretched out her hand to pinch the spell in a decent manner. She stretched out her fair and smooth arm, pointed her index finger and middle finger together at the meteorite, and with a "swish", the talisman paper was attached to the meteorite.
Within a few seconds, the meteorite disappeared without a trace.
It's like it never happened.
Shen Jiao stayed in the air for a few seconds before slowly landing on the rooftop again.
By the way...she seemed to have seen Fu Youan just now...
Did you read it wrong?
Fu Youan, who was squatting in the corner downstairs, silently raised his nearly dislocated chin.
He... seemed to have seen Shen Jiao just now.
She is his cute, sweet, coquettish, virtuous and gentle little girlfriend who cooks delicious food...
Fu Youan is a little doubtful about life.
His little girlfriend who couldn't even unscrew the bottle cap last night went out to save the world with him on her back today?
When the two of them were suspicious of each other, these videos had gone viral in official media, news channels, and online media, and everyone was talking about it.
Although in the past, everyone often joked on the Internet, saying that they were some kind of foundation-building, golden elixir stage boss, pretending to be able to control the wind and rain, or wearing a Taoist robe to create some special effects...
But those are all fake!
I've often joked before that I'm not afraid of fakes, but I'm afraid of a real one sneaking in here!
But now, this is really coming, and it is still reported by the official media, and its authenticity is beyond doubt.
Who can bear this?
[Let me just say, those cultivating novels are indeed not groundless. There are real cultivators in our huge country!]
[The co-authored cultivation novel is a true record!]
[Hey~ I can’t hide it any more. The poor monk Jindan Stage Buddhist Cultivator Wuwang has met you all. 】
[The spiritual energy has revived, the great calamity has arrived, all fellow Taoists, please come out.]
【Are you really a cultivator? 】
[So...there shouldn't be any real ones mixed into those previous supernatural videos, right?]
[Now that there are immortal cultivators, King Yama, hell reincarnation and demons and ghosts should also exist~]
【Help! So handsome!】
Chu Yichen, who saw these comments:...
impossible!
How is this possible?
Chu Yichen clutched his phone tightly and walked out. Looking at the still clear sky outside, he breathed in the fresher air than before. He was shaking in disbelief.
"I didn't expect that there are actually cultivators in the world."
"Isn't that right? Fortunately, we have them. Otherwise, how many people would have died if such a large meteorite fell."
The sound of his parents' discussion came from the room, and Chu Yichen's entire face began to distort, his eyes were ferocious and red, as if he was about to be possessed.
What about the end of the world?
What about the end of the world!!!
How could the apocalypse he had been preparing for for so long be solved like this?
After a while, his cell phone began to vibrate slightly, accompanied by a familiar ringing tone. He looked down and saw that it was a call from Fu Youan.
Chu Yichen slammed his phone on the ground.
Fake!
all fake!
Fu Youan is dead. He is dead now. He was killed by a meteorite!!!
The sound of the cell phone hitting the ground alerted Chu's father and Chu's mother in the room. Only then did the two of them realize that their situation didn't seem to be good.
Father Chu's expression suddenly changed, and he walked out of the room and asked a little tentatively, "Yichen, you, the meteorite you predicted before the end of the world, is it today's meteorite?"
Chu Yichen froze when he heard this, as if he had lost his soul. He stared blankly at the ground and did not respond to Chu's father.
Father Chu's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly walked over and patted Chu Yichen on the shoulder, "Really? Then the end of the world won't come?"
"No!"
Chu Yichen screamed in denial and shook his head violently. His voice began to tremble with fear and panic, "No, no, the end of the world will come. Today is just an accident, tomorrow, tomorrow will be the meteorite landing.
day."
"But there are cultivators in the country now. If they can stop meteorites today, they might be able to stop them tomorrow..."
"I said, the end will come!"
Chu Yichen glared at Father Chu angrily and roared.
His eyes were sinister and cold, with an indescribable despair, like a prey surrounded by countless carnivorous animals, surrounded by enemies on all sides, with nowhere to escape and no way out.
The abyss of hell is right in front of you.
Chu's father was so frightened that his adrenaline levels surged, his heart pounded, and his throat seemed to be blocked and he could no longer speak.
Chu Yichen walked in, turned on his computer and frantically checked that there were no problems with the places where meteorites would fall in his memory.
They were all saved by so-called "cultivationists".
People were ecstatic.
People are grateful.
People are celebrating their escape and are looking forward to whether they will enter the era of cultivation in the future.
Chu Yichen clenched his hands fiercely and took several deep breaths before climbing over the wall to watch the video posted abroad.
Meteorites falling from the sky smashed the exotic streets and cities to pieces. Frightened people screamed and fled in all directions. Countless people were smashed into meat patties, and their flesh and blood were bloody.
Red blood spread from under the rocks, and there were big craters everywhere. The foreign policemen with guns were busy cleaning up the mess, and everyone was crying.
The world turned into hell in an instant!
This is the eve of the end of the world as he understands it, and this is the scene in his memory!
Chu Yichen smiled ferociously at the computer, his laughter was as weird as a wild ghost in the mountains and forests, "Viruses, there are viruses."
He knew very well that the end of the world was coming because of the virus in the meteorite.
So what’s the use of just destroying meteorites?
Those meteorites turned into smoke and scattered everywhere, and they must have spread the virus with them. By then, everyone will be infected with the zombie virus, and maybe people will fall faster than in their previous lives.
The end of the world will still come!
He only needs to wait, wait two days, three days!
Chu Yichen's panicked heart gradually calmed down. What about cultivators? If they didn't show up in the last life, they won't be able to accomplish anything big in this life.
Virus, but by the time he died, no antidote had been developed!