Chapter 2327 The death knell of life, on the mountain of the gods!
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Dark fog filled the air.
Staring into the distance, a deep darkness spreads, infiltrating silently, as if a ball of old ink fell into an ancient well. The dry and ruined atmosphere fainted, and it was impossible to escape from this world.
Without trying to capture it, Su Qinian could hear the clear sound of footsteps. Every step seemed to follow the chaotic rules and order, stepping on the veins of the Tao. His heartstrings were plucked, and the foundation of the Tao was faintly shaking.
stand up.
According to the five great god kings, the group of decaying creatures have not really arrived in the present world, but they are about to cross the wormhole, so they have affected the chaotic rules and order of these worlds, and the sentient beings here who were born under the rules and order
, unless a transcendent consciousness is born, it will be difficult to generate some resistance.
No more than half a day.
Su Qinian stared at the darkness that was approaching the world like an abyss. In the black mist, there was more than one sound of footsteps becoming clearer.
What also reached his ears at the same time was the constant cracking sound of the Master's stone statue in the Great Aperture of the Sixth Level Divine Treasure and in front of the black mist area, which was on the verge of being broken.
The vast starry sky, the wilderness on the edge of the universe.
Wearing dark red armor and a cold feeling, the young man's eyes were filled with black mist. Listening to the approaching footsteps in the depths of the gray mist, he frowned and said: "After all, the two worlds of heaven and earth have never been completely connected.
It is fragile, and the wormhole opens inward, and can only barely support a mature adult from crossing the realm."
Soon, there was a hint of ridicule in the corner of his mouth, because even a mature adult should belong to...the realm of the God King according to the definition of this world.
As an outsider race, even if all the four god kings who were sleeping in the kingdom of gods were revived, there would probably be nothing they could do. Not to mention that those four should still be trying their best to expel the aura of great destruction entangled in their bodies and wake up in advance.
It will only fall short. Now there is only one heaven-transforming hand. The realm of the God King was already lacking. After so many years of erosion, it is already commendable to take action when the two realms are connected. It is worth half of the God King.
As for the place outside the world where the heaven is located, apart from the mature adults, he estimated that there should be an elder in their lineage who had touched the ultimate body countless years ago, and would probably make a comeback this time.
"The hatred of the cage! I want all the heavens to disappear!"
The young man roared. He was about to enter the mature body, but he was delayed for countless epochs and missed the best opportunity to evolve. There is no hope for the future. Even the mature body will have great difficulties. After all, he is staring at this direction.
In the heavens, their lineage is not limited to them. There are many terrifying existences in front of the time and space chasm. If the great destruction really comes, he may not be able to capture the power of creation that has evolved enough.
Heaven, beyond all worlds.
As time went by, even Bai Emperor and the five other true gods felt an unprecedented sense of depression. This was more uncomfortable than facing the God King directly. There was a sense of impending disaster, as if even fate was leaving.
They left. Originally, they tried their best to be detached, but now they are directly abandoned because they feel that they are coming to the end and their life is not long.
Su Qinian glanced at the five only true gods. In addition to Bai Wushi, the White Emperor of his generation in the Heavenly Court, there were also the Heart Demon God Huoxin from the Junhong Divine Realm, the Light God Jiasu from the Chihun Divine Realm, and the God of Sacrifice to the Origin.
Yama, the ghost and god of the world, and the god-devouring abyss of the chaotic god world.
The five only true gods have hidden each other for many ages, deceiving and misleading their opponents. Over the endless years, many intrigues have been exposed in one day, but no one cares about it now, because there is nothing better than competing among gods in this world.
The more important meaning on the road to kingship is not just to live.
Then, Su Qinian took another look at his future body. Ever since the bond between them was severed, their cultivation paths began to deviate. As they each entered the quadrant realm, they also completely broke free of the traces left in their lives.
The traces are from that moment on, they only look alike but are different in spirit, and they belong to different living individuals.
The future body is always calm and quiet. In this time and space, his back is always more lonely than Su Qinian. Even now, Su Qinian can feel the loneliness that overflows inadvertently, walking alone in the world.
For him in the world, he may have nothing to seek but the Tao, but today, he is still here to protect the Tao.
Compared with the future life, the entanglement between the young man in Tsing Yi and his wife has continued from the previous life to the present. The right and wrong, the grudges and grudges have long been cut and the relationship is still chaotic. However, no matter how reluctant you are, you can step into it.
From that moment in heaven, Su Qinian let go of everything in the past.
Without the calamity of the previous life, how could he have had the fortune of this life? He had made up for many shortcomings in his life. Apart from the unrest in the world, he had nothing to be demanding.
Today's events reminded him of the time when he crossed time and space and returned to the third era of modern times, a short period of time that he would remember forever.
In front of the dark abyss, Butian Palace is like a chasm. How many ancestors and heroes have built embankments with their corpses, and there are countless others who have not even left their tombs, just to keep the human fireworks behind them.
In heaven and earth, there is a struggle between races, but outside all the worlds today, there is a struggle between Tao and Dao, a battle of life and death for all living beings.
The only person with weak consciousness may be Shi Kong who came out of the Land of God's Fall. This simple and honest young man is not familiar with the world, but he also has his own perseverance. He has never experienced the suffering of the world, the warmth and coldness of human beings, and the dangers of the world. Although he is facing
The master who drove him out gritted his teeth, but Su Qinian could see that it was more of a wanderer's stubbornness.
He believed in the immortality of the heavens because that was what his master told him, so he came.
At this moment, Shi Kong's eyes were fixed, staring at the black mist that was gradually spreading in the distance. He believed what his master said, and he also wanted to guard the Land of God's Fall. As a quadrant, he had a detached consciousness and was not familiar with the world, but
It’s not that he doesn’t know anything. If the heavens cease to exist, the Land of God’s Fall will also collapse, and there will no longer be a shop that he wants to go back to, and he will no longer hear the master’s irritable chattering and complaints.
Finally, Su Qinian's eyes fell on the back of the old god king. Although the four god kings were wondering whether they had been tricked, he understood that the master, his ancient son, had single-handedly supported the development of heaven from the new era of heaven to the present.
The thirty-eighth generation of the Heavenly Emperor of the human race did indeed suffer from external injuries, but the old God King never took it to heart. Now, as the footsteps in the black mist approached, Su Qinian was worried about whether the old God King's injuries would affect his body.
Take action next.
The black fog spreads, the gray fog is soaked, and a dark and gloomy atmosphere gradually blows in. This is a decaying atmosphere that darkens all life, as if it is the natural enemy of all life in the world.
And the footsteps in the black mist began to change from clear to heavy, as if they were ringing the death knell of life outside this world.
Boom!
Even though the five great god kings had cut off this extraterrestrial land and stayed as far away from the heavens as possible, in the last half hour, there was an inexplicable shaking sound in both the outer world and the five heavens. Many strong men from all races
With expressions of surprise and uncertainty, this unknown vibration was not strong, but it made them feel strongly uneasy.
Even the gods woke up from their slumber. They traced the source, only to find that the way beyond the world was blocked by the five great god kings, making it difficult for them to set foot in the world.
Among the gods, it is not that there are no existences that have transformed into transcendent thoughts, but they are unable to break through the sky wall constructed by the consciousness of the God King. They can only vaguely sense that there are forces taking shape in the outside world that make them deeply uneasy, especially some in the heaven.
Those who became gods at the beginning of the new era can be regarded as descendants of ancient times. They were not completely ignorant about Ragnarok. At this moment, they vaguely guessed something, and they suddenly showed a look of horror, but they could not be sure because they did not know it yet.
Boom! Boom!
The desolate and silent footsteps seemed to step on the pulse of life, and even the hazy shadow of a bell emerged in the rolling black mist.
"The knell of life!"
The old god king said coldly, this is just one of the weapons of destruction controlled by those rotten creatures. Compared with it, even the scythe of the ancient god of death, the howls of ghosts and gods, are pale and feeble, because the gods are in the death knell of life.
Under the waves of the clock, the immortal body will also wither, and the immortal throne will be corroded.
Su Qinian took a deep breath. Just the shadow of the destroyed weapon made the old god king so solemn. However, this was only the sound of footsteps in the black mist. At most, it could only be regarded as a manifestation and appearance of Taoism.
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The vast starry sky.
In the kingdom of the gods, the mountain of gods is surrounded by auspicious clouds and densely covered with chaotic thunder.
In a newly built temple, the gods are separated on the left and right, and a glazed throne rises and falls quietly at the top.
The throne, which is only one foot high, is simple yet gorgeous. Sitting there is a young man wearing a coarse white robe. He has an extraordinary temperament and is as rich as jade. Every inch of his body is flawless. He has a head that is even darker than black jade.
Her black hair and bright pupils are deep, as if all time and space are sinking in them.
The young man looked very calm and showed no majesty. At this moment, he seemed to feel something. A long and white finger tapped on the armrest, making a dull tapping sound. He frowned slightly and said: "What a disgusting aura, is it?"
Did you hear the putrid footsteps that came out of some nook and cranny?"
There was silence in the temple. The young man's deep eyes fell and he said calmly: "God of Death, you say."
The God of Death, dressed in black robes and carrying a full-moon scythe that was as red as blood, had an expressionless face. His red eyes were lowered and he whispered, "You heard wrong."
"God of Fire, tell me!" The young man on the glaze throne raised his eyebrows and looked at another ancient god.
"The God of Death is right." The God of Fire is wearing a red gold robe, but she is an extremely beautiful woman with a graceful figure and a white body. However, her clothes have become more and more bold recently, with her clothes half open and her legs exposed, missing the fire.
With all the sharpness of the heavens, she is more charming and enchanting. Even when she speaks at this moment, she is almost whispering, but her eyes are like red jade, but there are no waves.
"Water God! Thunder God! Wind God...you don't need to say anything," the young man suddenly smiled, as gentle as jade, and said, "You are all right, I heard wrong, but do you know why I have to do it every year these years?
Break this temple to pieces."
The gods looked sideways, but their expressions were a little stiff.
The young man took a deep breath and his eyes became cold: "Because when I am with you, I feel like I am lying in a coffin, and everything I breathe is filled with rotten air!"