After all, it was the monk named Zhao who killed the true god and wiped out nearly half of the living creatures in this place.
Now, the monk surnamed Zhao has become Chu Cheng's blood slave. It can be said that if this cause and effect continues on him.
The man surnamed Zhao was the one who killed their clansmen, and Chu Cheng was the one who saved them. If these creatures knew about it, they would inevitably become suspicious.
In the flick of his sleeves, the bright moon lingers, and on the other side there are dense turtle marks everywhere. The battle between the two strong men is completely blocked by the bright moon. The mighty power makes it crack continuously, but it still hangs unshakably, bearing the weight of the moon.
Follow this destructive force and prevent it from entering the lower part of the system.
People's eyes were all focused on the old woman.
The true god who once shielded them from wind and rain had fallen. Originally, they thought that even if the entire race was lucky enough to survive this disaster, it would not be able to escape its decline.
But he never thought that after the old gods, new gods would appear.
They knew that all of this was due to the strong man in white robes.
People were shocked and excited at the same time. What kind of method could this be used to create a true god?
Is this the God of this world, or someone as powerful as the God of this world?
They didn't know, they only knew that the status of the man in white robes in their hearts was equal to or even greater than that of God.
After all, God's law does not work. As the master of a realm, we should regard all living beings as our subjects.
How can you stand by and watch when your people are in trouble?
For life, kindness is accumulated over time, not in one day. Accumulation bit by bit is kindness.
People have not received this favor. Everything depends on their own strength. For them, the God of a world is just the strongest person in this world.
Although the kindness towards the man in white robe only lasted for a day, it flowed in the blood and therefore it can last forever.
The person who occupies half of their hearts is the savior of their entire race.
When they thought of their benefactor and came to their senses, they could only see the bright moon, not the white robes stained with blood.
At this moment, Chu Cheng was already millions of miles away.
His consciousness kept scanning in all directions, looking for the other gods mentioned by the middle-aged man.
Everything he passed was in his eyes. Every scene he entered was like the earth cracking and collapsing.
The scope of the battle between the mighty ones is too wide. Once the true battle of life and death cannot be contained, all life will be destroyed wherever they fight.
It is full of ruins, clearly reflected in the eyes. Old thoughts linger on, bringing sadness.
Then, there was a long sigh.
"Still dead..."
In the distance, bones are buried in dust and blood is everywhere, which is shocking.
A stream of thick and pungent blood flowed into his nose with the wind, full of deathly air, and no longer alive at all.
In this world, only those who have experienced the same misery can understand the inexhaustibility of it.
It's endless, how many bottles of strong wine do you need to drink before you can get lost in it and uncover the past?
This requires a lot. Even if Chu Cheng drinks all the strong wine in his possession, he may not be able to forget it.
He only knew that when he was drunk and woke up, looking back on that life would be heartbreaking.
Chu Cheng slowly stretched out his hand and touched his chest, feeling the violent beating of his heart and the tightness of his heartstrings. Every time, it was extremely painful.
"Since the middle-aged man arrived, these creatures have died at his hands." Chu Cheng took a deep breath, and clear lights kept appearing on his body, becoming ethereal, suppressing the strong murderous intention in his heart.
Murderous intent, strong murderous intent. However, this murderous intent must be suppressed.
Clear flames arose in the sky and earth, and under a golden light, burned all the bones and blood buried in the earth. So that many years later, these corpses would not appear with resentment, become corpse ghosts, and become ghosts.
Then, Chu Cheng slowly closed his eyes and remained motionless.
It will last a long time without moving.
"senior......."
The young man looked at the person in front of him who hadn't moved. The red curtain looked very much like late autumn, full of red leaves. The scenery was clearly moving, but it was extremely desolate and desolate.
In these days, the young man saw many tragic scenes, just like when his clan was wiped out.
Regarding this situation, the young man was angry at first, but later became numb and helpless.
He was lucky to have met this senior. Otherwise, he would be alone in the future, and he might also be killed by other outside monks in the future.
At first, the young man was still confused. Why would this senior want to stop this world chaos when he was obviously a foreign monk like the strong men who caused the chaos?
As time went by, the young man gradually understood. Because he always saw sadness in the eyes of that senior.
In that sorrow, I felt the same. Perhaps this senior had also experienced the same brutal genocide as him.
Chu Cheng still closed his eyes, and a clear light gradually replaced the majestic blood mist. This was the understanding of hope, and there was a kind of tranquility that replaced the restlessness in his heart.
When he opened his eyes, the black ones were replaced by white light. The originally deep pupils had turned bright white.
This is a complete ethereal transformation, suppressing all emotions in the heart.
Both Jianye and Feng Jingjie have said that his ethereal body is not purely ethereal. Although his mood is difficult to rise and fall, he will still be touched by some unforgettable things.
This path is not suitable for him. Chu Cheng cannot achieve true emptiness, because once he achieves it, he must abandon the mountains in his heart.
At this moment, Chu Cheng forced himself into the void, with only one thought in his mind, which was to stop this turmoil, no matter what method he used.
If he didn't force himself into this void, he was afraid that he would take action and kill the middle-aged man and the cultivator who entered the ghost.
These are two Nirvana experts. They are extremely powerful beings in the mysterious way. They are even more dominant in this Netherworld battle.
The two of them are of great use to Chu Cheng.
This stop lasted for more than ten days.
The fireworks that burned the world are long gone. The corpses and blood have been scattered here. Except for the ruins, it has returned to its original clarity.
In the distance, a bright moon is in pieces, and those creatures have already evacuated.
The battlefield is still there, and the thousands of rivers and mountains have also stayed there for many days.
The roaring sound has gone from continuous to intermittent now.
There was a sound of water splashing and falling, and a sound of clouds and mist piercing the sky, which meant that the winner of this fight was finally determined.
"Gone."
Chu Cheng waved his hand, and the bright moon in the distance slowly dissipated. Then, from the center of his eyebrows, a drop of blood rushed into the sky and disappeared into the distance.
"The middle stage of Nirvana and the early stage of Nirvana. There are nine more true paths that can be copied."
For Chu Cheng, there are two ways to prevent this catastrophe. One is to completely repair Liuliu, and the other is to copy more true ways.
He did not wait for the middle-aged man to become a blood slave, but left early.
This area is very large, and as time goes by, now seventeen years have passed, and it still has no end. The road we have traveled is just the tip of the iceberg.