The first thousand one hundred and eighty first chapters are unparalleled in the world
The god of death, the god of death. The two characters are the god of death.
The whole scene is filled with words, all of which are about the God of Killing.
These are all engraved in the heaven and earth. Although they do not have overwhelming power, they give people an unprecedented feeling of palpitations.
This kind of heart palpitations can't be achieved even if the old curtain of the ancient god appears before.
"The God of Killing...The God of Killing...this murderous intent, this aura..." The man named Zhao couldn't help but tremble when he saw the killing scene. His body couldn't stop trembling.
He wanted to leave and left immediately. In just half an hour after entering this place, he encountered three frightening people in succession.
And it's more terrifying every time.
Is there still a relic of the Donghua Immortal King here? The two supreme powerhouses who came back then were probably for the Donghua Immortal King's relics.
The ancient god and the peerless power who left behind two words are probably very close to the forbidden position. They robbed Donghua Immortal King's things in order to take the final step.
The fight between the two supreme beings ended with the defeat of the ancient god and his death.
"I'm afraid, there is nothing left by Donghua Immortal King here. It has been collected by that supreme power." The old man pondered for a moment and spoke deeply.
"Master, no matter whether this supreme power is the God of this world or not, it is no longer suitable to stay here for a long time. If the supreme power is still here, it would be disrespectful for us to enter here rashly."
The old man was worried. If the powerful man had taken away the Donghua Immortal King's belongings and wanted to immediately attain enlightenment and achieve transcendence and become a great taboo here, then the possibility of choosing this place for seclusion was very high.
If it is really still here, it will be a disaster for them!
There was no way for them to survive this disaster.
All the creatures here are dead, all perished in these countless killing words, and even the incomparably powerful ancient god was not spared.
That supremely powerful man who wiped out all the living creatures in the land must be bloodthirsty and murderous. If they were alerted, they would have trouble escaping. There is no way to go to heaven and no door to the earth.
"The God of Killing...The God of Killing..." Chu Cheng did not reply, but just murmured.
His face was calm, but the murderous intention in his heart could no longer be suppressed. He could only suppress the murderous intention by constantly touching the word "Qing" on his chest.
He knew that he could not let anger and murderous intent go to his head at this moment.
Baiyi stood there, looking at the scene full of fiery red bodies with extremely stiff faces, and his face gradually darkened to the point where he couldn't even suppress that single word.
The east wind turned back into the west wind and trembled in the long sleeves.
So, it’s winter again.
It is winter in the east, biting and cold. It seems as if there is a heavy snowfall in the sky and the earth.
His hair was full of white hair, and it was dancing in the wind, bringing up countless blood-red thunders. Thunder amplified everywhere in the sky, in the mountains, rivers, and even the high mountain behind him.
The thunderous thunder was so powerful that even the two powerful men in Nirvana felt suffocated.
Although this earth-shattering force is not as powerful as that ancient god, it is enough to tear this world apart.
However, the general situation was alarming, but it did not collapse this world.
Instead, it uses thunder as a guide and spreads everywhere. You can feel this murderous intention.
Chu Cheng didn't know who was the person who printed these two words in this world, but from today on, he must remember this breath firmly and let it be planted in his heart forever.
From now on, this person will be his mortal enemy!
This is not a blood feud, but it is also a deep hatred!
The man surnamed Zhao and the old man felt this aura, their expressions suddenly changed, and they quickly advised: "Master... you must not do it!"
This momentum, especially the power of thunder, spreads everywhere, even seriously injured people who have been sleeping for many years will be awakened, let alone the supreme power?
Chu Cheng ignored the words of these two people, but closed his eyes and walked forward step by step.
For him, if that powerful man is still here, a fight will be enough.
Because, he can use the Mask of Destiny one more time.
Smell the murderous intent from all directions and eliminate the blood here. He wants to find out who this murderous god is from its origin.
One step, two steps. In each step, the body blends into every part.
During this step, Chu Cheng's breathing seemed to have stopped, and the few breaths that were originally so short seemed to become an eternity.
Finally, Chu Cheng opened his eyes.
You can still see the green mountains in the distance, but you can't hear the sound of the gurgling stream.
There was the color of spring in his eyes, but there was no sound from spring. In the end, even the green began to fade away.
This weariness was replaced by a streak of red.
This red color is still a bit old. It was originally very bright and is no longer strong.
This is dark red and light red.
The darker one is the color of dried blood, and the lighter one is the color of the original red color that has faded.
This is a wisp of red silk. To be precise, it is the hem of a red skirt.
When Chu Cheng opened his eyes, this wisp of red floated into the air with the wind, and fell into his hand while spinning.
Once upon a time, the only thing red here was the woman named Zhu Nuan.
"The way of heaven..."
When Chu Cheng grasped this ray of red, he had the opportunity to trace the source.
Drops of deep red and purple essence and blood rushed out from the corners of the eyebrows and fell straight into the palms. The red damask was changing color and became even redder.
When the redness reaches its limit and cannot get any redder, an extremely piercing red light suddenly bursts out from the palm of the hand.
Wisps of red threads intertwine the heavens and the earth, passing straight through the sky.
"That person...is not here..."
This is to find the source. But at this moment, when these thousands of red rays just penetrated the world, Chu Cheng's body was shaken, his face was dazed, as if he had encountered an invisible attack that was difficult to withstand, and his whole body had
Traces of collapse.
Blood flowed out, covering this world with red again.
........
The clouds are light and the wind is clear. It's almost noon in spring.
Along with flowers and willows, people are walking in the mountains.
Light clouds were dancing in the high blue sky. A gentle breeze was blowing on a woman's face.
When the wind blows gently, the surroundings are bone-chilling and ice crystals rise all over the sky.
But when the woman looked at the figure in front of her, the chill everywhere disappeared for an instant.
There was tenderness in the woman's eyes, and the smile on her mouth seemed to have eaten something sweet.
"Master, where do you want to take Nuan Yu?"
The figure in front was still walking, never looking back. He just chuckled and said: "After passing this area, you are leaving Canghai Realm. I just want to see more of the scenery of Canghai Realm, maybe I will never come back again.
Already."
When the woman heard this, she was stunned and said: "Leaving Canghai Realm? Where are you going, young master?"
The person in front of me is dressed in white. Over the past few decades, there have been many strong men who have followed me willingly.
Along the way, they traveled to many vast lands and met many shocking and strong men. But none of them were defeated by the man in white.
The man in white smiled again, looking straight ahead, and said softly: "When Master was alive, he once said that you must not provoke two people within a hundred thousand years. One is the Lord of the Netherworld, and the second one is the Lord of the Netherworld.
The position may no longer exist in the world, but we still need to be more careful. That person is known as the God of Killing."
"These two people can be said to be the two strongest people in the world today."
Hearing this, the woman frowned slightly and asked, "Could it be that...Young Master is going to find the man who is known as the God of Killer?"
Nether Sky is in the Canghai Realm. The only way for the man in white to leave the Canghai Realm is to find the man called the God of Killing.
The man in white shook his head again and said with a smile: "There is only one unparalleled person in the world, the strongest person, Li Yin. Although both of those two are stronger than me now, it was only within a short period of tens of thousands of years. Those two were once powerful.
If we don't know who is stronger, why should I look for them? Even if I win, I can't immediately become the best in the world."
"Only those who are number one in the world are qualified for me to go all the way to find her. The person I am looking for is naturally the unparalleled beauty in the world."