The first thousand one hundred and sixty-three chapters beacon
When this hand appeared, a figure stepped back slightly in the group of light, and then, another figure stepped forward.
An emotionless voice rang out from the heaven and the earth.
"six."
This figure suddenly appeared, and so did this voice. It came and went suddenly.
This hand directly penetrated the black mist and collided with the coming palm.
The collision of punches and palms made no sound. Because the speed of the sound spread was slower than the bombardment at this moment.
For a moment, it fell into silence. Even the currents surging in all directions fell into stillness.
When the physical body reaches a certain level, it can break through the sky.
This punch indeed broke through the sky. The billowing black mist suddenly collapsed, rising tens of thousands of feet.
There are dots of starlight all around. This is when the fragments of the void explode, the star marks ignite across the crowd, bursting out with bright divine light.
That was when everything was being annihilated, whether it was the wind, the clouds, or the mist. Even the dust that had existed for countless years became empty under this punch.
From the perspective of the creatures below, these radiant lights stop right there as soon as they appear.
This was really too gorgeous, but in the eyes of that powerful man, it was like destruction, and he was filled with fear.
Although it was as gorgeous as a flower, he had no time to take in the beautiful scenery.
Because that punch had already hit his arm.
The wind and clouds shattered together, and the dust disappeared. At the same time, his outstretched arm was also turned into powder.
This arm was like a bamboo split by an axe, splitting into two halves without any pause.
This is not a dry bamboo that will break when touched, but a towering and lush bamboo that cannot be broken by human hands.
However, this punch is not a human force, but is like the mighty power of heaven.
This is the power that drives away the night. Although the sky and the earth collapse, clear water flows in all directions.
The sky collapsed, but the earth did not. The wind that had dissipated swept up again under this great force, creating a majestic gathering.
A clear rain begins from the chaos.
When I think about the spring rain, I am afraid it will never dissipate. Maybe there will be a day when it stops. But that is until the darkness disappears and dawn comes.
There was the sound of gurgling water, flowing from the inside to the outside, from west to east. From the outside to the inside, and from east to west, the water flowed back and forth, creating a symphonic sound.
The river is rising, and clouds are gathering from all over the world, from the sky, from the earth, towards the sky, and the real desire is getting stronger.
Clouds and clear rain fall at the same time, making the sky and earth dark and bright at times.
The weather is getting cooler and also getting warmer.
After the rain comes rain, and after the rain comes snow. This rain is divided into two extremes.
The sunlight that had just emerged gradually dimmed. However, somewhere, there was a bush of standing flowers.
To be precise, in all directions.
There is silence among the flowers, grass, bamboos, and woods. There is a vast world and a wide river. Only a few leaves are floating in the flow. Even if it is extremely slow, it is difficult to set off this slowness.
The sound is slow, slow and silent. The leaves are swaying and drifting. They are moving at all times, but as far as the naked eye can see, they are still there.
People below saw the rolling waves of the river, and saw the distance between heaven and earth blurred.
The distant world is also the world that is unclear.
They don't know where that place is. It's clear that the world here is in ruins, the mountains have collapsed, and the vegetation has dried up, so why do they still see this scene?
There is heaven and earth but it is frozen, and all the magnificent waves are frozen in it. When the desolation of heaven and earth goes away, a thought turns into spring, and there is light.
The blazing sun rises in the east, and most of the sky and the earth are bathed in sunlight. Everything there is bright and bright.
People don't know that what they see is not a world. They also don't know that what they see is a world that belongs to a certain person.
What they saw was that it was difficult to distinguish between spring and winter, which were alternating with each other like a dream. In a trance, the spring scene opened and the crabapples were ushered in.
It was white. One by one, there were tens of millions of crabapples growing in clusters.
A few more soft chirps came out of nowhere.
The sound is movement, and when these few soft chirps are heard, there is real loud movement.
The sound is howling softly, a stream of water carries thousands of miles, and the golden light crosses the sun again.
The dazzling golden light far exceeded the blazing sun that had appeared before. But at this moment, there was a moon in the clouds, and under the shock waves, the white begonias dotted in all directions of the sky and the earth were opened.
This is melancholy and melancholy for the creatures who died in this foreign turmoil.
"It's time to end."
There was a sound, but compared to the howling of the clouds and water golden dragons in all directions, it was just a whisper.
However, this sound drowned out the roar from all directions.
Including, there was a sound of panic inside.
The slow sound is no longer there. At this moment, the sound of the tide is heard all over the rivers and valleys.
Sola everywhere? Sneaking quietly?┑Naji guillotine?/p>
This ice and snow is the strong man who was imprisoned for a short period of time.
This Haitang was the man whose white robe was stained with blood. Beside him, another figure leapt past him with half of his body, and punched him again.
With this punch, those drifting slowness were finally released.
The ripples are like thousands of roaring waves, and the sky and the earth are flying with one punch. I bet on the exhaustion of one blow to determine who is weak and who is strong.
For a moment, the collapsed chaos exploded again, but was immediately covered by hundreds of rivers and ravines.
This place is already the world of Chu Cheng. The strong man was forced close to the world of Chu Cheng in the previous punch.
White robes caressing sleeves, inviting guests into the bustle. It is the spring and autumn of the world of mortals. It is also the long-lasting love of all living beings.
In this world of mortals, all living beings merge with the wind and the moon. After the punch of the half-remnant body, there are punches or palms one after another.
The heaven and earth are already being retracted. This powerful man is very strong and has the ability to break open the heaven and earth that belong to Chu Cheng and all living beings.
However, this takes time. It takes a certain amount of time to break through the world here.
However, only two breaths have passed at this moment. The majestic breath in the distance is gradually approaching.
However, these two breaths are enough. For this powerful man, the third breath will never wait.
A sense of destruction suddenly arose. It cut off all retreats and brought with it the three fatal powers of this powerful Nirvana figure.
The blow of the broken figure directly penetrated the head of the strong man, and then, under the destruction of heaven and earth, it was left with no trace of skin, its body was broken into pieces, and it suffered unimaginable heavy injuries. It was already dying.
This winter has no end, but this spring has an end. However, it will not stop after winter. The four seasons rotate, and after this spring, the world is destined to be lush green, not as bleak as autumn, or as dry as winter.
After spring, there must be summer. And after this summer, it is still spring. What Chu Cheng wants is that all living beings feel only warmth. Even if the summer is hot, it is the excitement of life.
There is a bright light, in?
This was a blood-red light that flashed away. It appeared between Chu Cheng's eyebrows and disappeared in the center of the strong man's head.
The world of mortals rises, and one person is mastered, and the years pass by.
There is a bright light that falls on the river and on a boat, so that it no longer travels with the rapids, but stops there.
This bright light will fall on more ships.
In this ups and downs of all sentient beings, when thousands or even tens of thousands of lights light up and shine, it is also the scattering of hope.
When countless boats gather in one place, there is no need to fear the mighty force of the rapids.