The first thousand one hundred and sixty-four chapters preach by example
Rolling red mist rises from the great rivers and dissipates in the ravines.
At this moment, the body and soul of the strong man were in dilapidated state. The body was so broken that it seemed like it would fall apart at the slightest touch.
The eyes of this powerful man have been cracked and clothed like a net. There is no trace of moisture. Blood is constantly overflowing from those cracks, and he has become a bloody man.
There was shock in his eyes, and he never understood why, after he was knocked back by the sudden punch, he could not move. It was as if the whole heaven and earth were suppressing him, imprisoning him.
The first punch was really terrifying, with the potential to destroy everything. His mysterious body, which was extremely confident, was as thin as paper in front of this punch.
This punch did not have any momentum at all. It was like a punch thrown by a person who has not entered the spiritual practice.
All there is is a strong wind, just like a strong martial artist in the mortal world. However, no matter how strong the martial arts is, how can he punch through the void and reveal chaos, and how can he break his shoulder?
No matter how strong the martial arts is, it only stops at the human level. How can one compete with immortals?
Obviously, this is not a strong martial artist. Nor is he that person.
But at this moment, it no longer matters whether he is that person or not, because he has already lost.
In this battle of life and death, he will not be the one to survive.
Whether it was that punch, the instant destruction of the world in all directions, or the blows from countless figures, they all had the potential to severely injure him.
However, the most terrifying thing was that punch.
The reason why he was imprisoned by the subsequent power was due to the severe injury he suffered from that punch.
After a short while, the clouds dispersed and the figure was finally revealed.
That figure was mostly broken. Whether it was the head, body, arms, or legs, only half of it was left.
However, this severely injured body is still extremely powerful.
This powerful man could not detect any breath on that figure, as if he was facing a soulless dead person. However, when a person dies, the vitality in his body will turn into death.
There is no death energy on this figure.
Without life and death, what is it? He had no time to think too much, because there was no time. A little red light had already shrouded his head.
Then, he stood there quietly, his eyes full of confusion.
The red mist is billowing. This bright red color is a precursor to massacre the world. However, this red mist is not.
These are blood slaves. Chu Cheng did not hesitate to spend 10% of his strength to cut off the previous slaves in order to collect more blood slaves in this world.
It is really difficult for one person to shake the boundless tide of the river.
Now, Chu Cheng can only use his own essence and blood to turn into lamp oil.
The essence and blood are the lamp oil, and Chu Cheng himself is the wick.
When this lamp is lit, the splendor will emerge. This is not just the astigmatism of the candle itself, but the light coming from all over the world.
This lamp will never go out. This bright light will never dissipate.
Just like this billowing red mist.
When the world of mortals gathers in the palm of your hand, what passes by is no longer a breath.
As time goes by, one breath lasts for a year.
It still takes some time for a strong man in the Nirvana state to be planted as a slave and become a blood slave. This time may be one day, it may be a month, or it may be longer.
However, it will not reach this moment.
The previous collision has not spread completely. Therefore, there is no earth-shattering trend.
This general trend is still in the sky and has not affected the people below. Because the time is still short.
The breath of the distance is getting closer and closer. Only tens of thousands of miles are left.
These thousands of miles are just one step.
This step is no longer enough for a breath or a thought.
A strong man in the distance, a rainbow running across the sky, even if the chaotic vortex throws up fragments, they are washed away in an instant.
In the mist of the mortal world, the strong man did not know that his companions, who were stronger than him, had already fallen into a world of mortals.
From birth to childhood, to boyhood, and then to youth, he has always been prominent, his status is transcendent, and he is more noble than the emperor.
But there was always a figure and a name in his heart.
This name is his belief.
Because that figure and that name are his heaven.
A mortal's life is neither short nor long. However, the years pass too fast. In less than sixty years, one's lifespan is about to end.
On the occasion of his death, the national flag was raised in white, and all the people in the country were sad?
This is a good father and a good king.
Just in his ears, tranquility, ultimate tranquility.
What he saw was darkness, but in the darkness, a light suddenly appeared.
This is the light of the sky, the fire of the earth. It is the clarity of his heart.
The lights were bright, and the light in the lamp gradually became solid and excited. It seemed to be welcoming someone.
It was indeed someone, standing tall in a white robe. The hanging lights seemed to be emitting countless strands of silk.
At this moment, he saw brightness in the light and darkness. It was as if everything had revived.
In the lights of thousands of houses, the figure that always appeared in his mind was standing in front of him among the lights of thousands of houses.
"master"
At this moment, he finally remembered who Tian was in his heart.
That is his master, the master he will follow to the death in this life.
The world of mortals has dispersed, and the heaven and earth are clear. The chaos has also dissipated in an instant.
What is broken is not the world here, but the world of a certain person. When one thinks of it, the world collapses, that is collapse. If it wants to be reunited, it is reunion.
This strong man has experienced Jiazi for the first time in the world belonging to Chu Cheng. Although his clothes are full of blood, the heavy injuries he suffered have long since recovered, and his momentum has returned to its peak again.
At this moment, there is only the sound of breaking through the sky thousands of miles away.
"Fellow Daoist Zhao! Why don't you join me in killing this powerful man in this world! There are hundreds of thousands of creatures five million miles away."
The strong man finally arrived. When he saw his companion lowering his head and fighting quietly, he frowned and felt puzzled in his heart.
This was a middle-aged monk. He saw the monk in front of him and saw that the man was only in the late stage of Xuanzhao. Why bother to kill him? Why would a friend who was in the middle stage of Nirvana call for help from him?
He didn't know, but after seeing another figure, he frowned.
He saw the man with only half his body left, but what surprised him was not that he was still alive with only half his body.
For monks, even if the physical body completely collapses, they can still live.
What he saw was that the white-robed monk's whole body was almost covered in blood. Most of it belonged to that person's blood. And the man with only half of his body left had blood dripping from his hands.
But the breath of blood spreading does indeed belong to his companions.
"Did Fellow Daoist Zhao be severely injured by this person?" The strong man frowned, feeling fearful in his heart.
This Nirvana strongman is extremely aware of the strength of his companion. If they hadn't known each other before they were in the human realm, before that person found another way and entered the path of resentment.
Then, he is definitely not qualified to go with him into this forgotten place.
If the monk surnamed Zhao can feed on the blood of the creatures in this place, once he breaks through the middle stage of Nirvana and reaches the late stage, he will surely win the battle for the top ten and have a place.
This is an extremely terrifying strong man, and it can be said that it is difficult to find an opponent in the same situation.
However, such a strong man was still severely wounded.
The person who severely injured him must be extremely powerful. This strong man in the early stage of Nirvana could not feel the fluctuation of that person's aura at all.
But he soon regained his composure. This man was indeed very strong. But his situation was not optimistic.
His companion was severely injured, and so was the other party.
In his opinion, that Amaterasu cultivator was insignificant at all, and the only thing worthy of caution was the half-length strong man.
This strong man was also hit hard at this moment, or even more seriously.
In this case, he and the monk surnamed Zhao join forces to kill this strong man, and then crush the Amaterasu monk.
At that time, who in this world can stop them from devouring the blood of living creatures?
"Fellow Daoist Zhao, what are you doing in a daze? Why don't you join forces with me to kill this person!" The strong man let out a low voice again.
However, when his voice fell on the monk surnamed Zhao, it was as if he had never heard it.
The monk named Zhao still lowered his head and remained unmoved.
Until, there was a soft voice.
"It would be a pity to kill him in the early stage of Xuan Nirvana."
When this sound fell, the monk surnamed Zhao suddenly raised his head, his disheveled eyes revealed enthusiasm.
This is the voice of heaven, an irresistible command.
At this moment, the monk surnamed Zhao suddenly turned around, but still lowered his head.
The middle-aged monk nodded and said: "Fellow Daoist Zhao, that strong man is at the end of his crossbow. If you and I join forces, it will not be difficult to kill him!"
"I'll strike first!"
The middle-aged man spoke calmly, with murderous intent already in his heart. Anyone who blocks the road ahead must die!
Today, he wants to kill a powerful man in Nirvana!
However, at this moment, a maniacal laughter burst out.
"Who do you want to kill?"
The man named Zhao suddenly raised his head.
At this moment, the middle-aged man seemed to see a towering black mountain standing in front of him, with the tendency of a volcanic eruption.
Indescribable violent energy surged through the heavens and the earth. It bombarded the middle-aged man without missing a beat.
This is an extremely domineering momentum and extremely violent anger.
This means that the strong man named Zhao has murderous intentions. He has murderous intentions for himself.
Many years ago, a middle-aged man experienced suffocation when faced with a ferocious beast.
At that time, it was almost a fatal situation. But he still had a chance to escape because someone blocked the dangerous situation for him.
That person was the man named Zhao. After many years, he felt the suffocation again, and this time, it was still this person standing in front of him.
The only difference is that this time, what suffocates him is his only close friend whom he has known for many years.
The middle-aged man's face was dark, and he felt something bad in his heart. Because he felt that this murderous intention was directed at him by the man named Zhao.
My best friend wants to kill him!
He didn't know what the situation was at this moment. He only knew that if he didn't escape, he might end up here.
He was afraid of the half-length strong man, but he was not afraid. At this moment, he was afraid.
As good friends who know each other's true nature, they are naturally extremely aware of each other's terror. Although they are both in Nirvana, there is only a small difference in realm, but the difference in strength is huge.
The monk surnamed Zhao turned against each other, and there were two powerful men eyeing him. In this case, once they are trapped in a long battle, it will be difficult to escape.
The middle-aged man didn't care about anything, and as soon as he realized that the situation was not good, he was ready to retreat.
Before he could turn around, the light and sun rose up and continued for millions of miles. But before he had time to merge into the light and sun, a black shadow came over with an overwhelming black mist.
It is destined to be a life and death fight. If anyone disrespects the man named Zhao, he should be killed!
Boom boom boom!
The extremely terrible war started again. The middle-aged man could no longer retreat, nor could he retreat.
It's just that all retreats in all directions have been blocked.
Behind him, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers reappeared. There, heavy dusk clouds obscured the green mountains, making them faint.
There are heavy clouds and mist, but the sun is shining brightly. The flowers, leaves, everything is so bright and moving.
However, the moving part brings a stronger crisis to the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man noticed it, noticed it.
Most of this world is in ruins. How can such a bright and beautiful place come from?
The middle-aged man saw that the strong man was no longer there, and a figure kept coming from behind.
"Six six six."
Ethereal, devoid of any emotion, like a ghost, a god, or a demon.
This sound fell in the ears of the middle-aged man, and the sense of crisis became even stronger. Especially, there were countless white lights rising behind him.
Bit by bit, circle by circle. In the end, silhouettes were formed.
He couldn't see those figures, let alone those faces.
However, he finally saw a figure clearly.
That man, standing in front of all living beings, lowered his head and looked at the world indifferently.
This was an old man, an old man with gray hair and a hunchback. However, when the middle-aged man saw that figure, his eyes and pupils shrank suddenly.
Unrivaled in elegance and unrivaled in the world. This is the first word that comes to mind for a middle-aged man.
However, these two words have always been attached to the proud man of heaven. Why did you have such thoughts when you saw this old man?
This shouldn't happen to an old man.
However, the strongest crisis came from the old man. From the green lotus in the old man's hand.
To be precise, that green lotus is the old man, and the old man is the clear lotus. One flower, one person. It contains terrifying things.
The middle-aged man just glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze.
Now that you know there is no way to retreat, just look for other ways.
The current state of the man named Zhao is confusing. But the middle-aged man still thought of one thing, that is, being controlled by others.
He believed that he was no match for monk surnamed Zhao, but it was not a problem to persist for a few days.
A drop of water fell from the middle-aged man's fingertips.
A drop of water can penetrate a stone, let alone a finger of water penetrated by a strong man of Nirvana?
The roaring sound then sounded, and the two Nirvana warriors finally collided together.
The sky and the earth are covered with light, and billions of thunders are heard.
It's just that none of this is in someone's heart.
The blood-stained white clothes walked downwards step by step. Behind him, there was a bright moon, which withstood the oscillations above.
Behind him, a young man appeared, followed closely behind.
"Senior, aren't you going to help?"
The help that the young man mentioned was naturally to help the middle-aged man who had just descended.
He didn't know that the two strong men who actually fought were originally on the same road.
The man beside him shook his head and did not reply. Instead, he looked at the creatures below who were looking up at the sky, sighed, and spoke slowly.
"What I am doing now is nothing more than the obstacles I encountered. I saved these creatures, and other descendants of the Gods are being slaughtered."
"Saving people for a moment cannot protect them forever. I am destined to leave, and I am destined to be unable to protect them for a long time. Even if I set up an immortal formation, it will be broken one day. And the mysterious materials of the immortal formation are not enough to arrange such a huge amount.
The immortal formation."
"This can only be used as an urgent solution. The only way to cure the root cause is to allow true gods to appear in this world and every god race."