There was a young man wearing a green cloak, holding a scroll.
In front of him, there was a long table. Originally, there was only a ruler on this long table, but today it was different.
On this table, there is a lamp.
At this moment, it is only Chenshi. It has not been long since the rooster crowed, and the students have just attended a class.
Today is also different from yesterday.
This year, for these students and the people in this world, time is no longer painful, but passes very quickly.
To be precise, in the past twenty-five years, this place has become like the outside world, no longer suffering.
In the past twenty-five years, there has not been any turmoil here. The area here is as big as a mortal country. It can be said that the country is peaceful and the people are safe.
This is all because of the arrival of one person. The arrival of this person shocked thousands of miles around, even reaching hundreds of millions of miles, and not many ghosts and immortals dared to set foot there easily.
Perhaps, he had set foot there before. But without anyone knowing, he was silently obliterated by a force.
No one knows, and naturally no one knows where this power to kill intruders comes from.
Even if he knew that a strong man had taken action to kill those ghosts and immortals who were causing trouble in the world, he would not associate this matter with the man in green who stood in front of the table and looked up at the sky.
The cyan cloak hung behind him, catching the breeze.
The blue breeze is refreshing, and at the same time, the back part of the dress is revealed, revealing the clothes hidden under the blue cloak.
It's still a green shirt, but the blue is a little darker, and it has its own color, which is a dark red.
This is a blue shirt, an old robe full of blood.
The young man has worn this green shirt for who knows how many years. This young man has been stained with old blood for who knows how many years.
All he knew was that he had been stained with red since he committed murder at the age of seven.
However, he never kills innocent people. There are many good people in this world, but there are also many people who are evil to the core.
This blood-stained green shirt is evil to the core. With a moral character, he will not let the world collapse in evil.
The lights swayed without any wind.
During this break, the students' minds had already been attracted by the light. Although they were confused, why were they lighting candles when it was dawn?
Still no one knows.
No one asked, even though in the eyes of the students, the fireworks on the lamp were rising gradually upward.
They were all at an age where they were still active, so their vision was naturally very bright. But at this moment, they could no longer see where the fireworks were rising.
No matter how good his eyesight is, he can't see through the fireworks that seem to have no source.
The lights turned into long pillars of fire and began to sway very violently. Everyone's face was reflected red. In everyone's eyes, the face of the young man was clearly reflected.
This expression is focused and very serious.
People don't know why they light lamps in the daytime, and they don't know why the young man has such an expression.
Some people shook their heads and continued to lower their heads, looking at the paper on their desks and the questions asked by the young people.
They don't need to know, because what young people do has its own reasons.
Because in their eyes, this young man, this gentleman, has great supernatural powers and is a person with extraordinary abilities.
With such great ability, everything you do is right.
The young man's eyes also fell on the lamp and moved with the rising of the fireworks.
Finally, it stops somewhere.
That's the limit.
There, the storm was raging.
There were other sounds mixed in with the whistling wind. It was the sound of burning. The originally calm and unrippled void was filled with scalding heat, which set off waves and brought forth countless boiling and rolling sounds.
This is the boiling of the air, and the shattering of countless voids.
The sky and the earth burned and collapsed in the fireworks, but below, it remained motionless. This was all because of this lamp.
"Just one momentum caused the fire of true meaning condensed with 3,678 rays to sway like this. If it were a full blow, how many more rays should I use?" the young man murmured.
This is a human monk, a strong man. However, his cultivation level is not considered top among the seven realms of God's Domain. This is because his cultivation realm, more than 600 years ago, was only in the middle stage of Xuanzhao.
Even after six hundred years, with his astonishing talent, he was still in the middle stage of Xuan Nirvana.
But his strength is the strongest under the realm of human annihilation! He is also the blood relative of the God of this realm.
That very handsome face showed a trace of unclear meaning and a trace of helplessness.
"My realm is not enough. If it is a thousand years later, when I am about to die, no matter how strong this person is, what will happen?"
The young man sighed and felt unwilling.
He can block this shocking force for the creatures on this side. Even if it is a single blow from the powerful Destruction Realm Master, he can block it. However, he can only block the force of a single blow.
"Over six hundred years, it has only civilized sixteen tribes and produced sixteen true gods. In today's era, it is still far from enough."
This is a smile that is always there, even at this moment, it is still a smile. However, it is a bitter smile.
Because there is nothing he can do.
In the cold dew, a spring breeze comes. However, with this wind, the flowers blooming in the frost and cold finally cannot hold up.
The reason why it can bloom despite the biting wind and cold is due to its unyielding persistence.
However, this is the limit. It only takes a little external force to destroy it. Whether it is the spring breeze that wants to wake it up, or the cold wind that causes all this, it is the same.
The cold wind freezes it solidly, and over time, it will eventually freeze into pieces.
In the spring breeze, the flowers swayed. But... they were just a succession of dead branches, so how could they withstand it? So, the flowers that were supposed to be charming in the spring breeze fell with the wind one after another, leaving only the appearance of blooming branches, but without this
nature.
Guarding the world will eventually fail to protect everyone. There will still be people dying one after another in the flames of war.
In the distance, an extremely powerful ancient god took action, and within his reach was the creation of the world.
"You are just at the same level of cultivation as me, do you really think you are the Lord of the Netherworld? No matter what the purpose is, since you have killed millions of creatures in my divine domain, then naturally I will not let you go."
This is a strong man from the ten ancient clans. Although he is not the strongest, he is still the top one.
Although the entire seven realms of God's Domain were spread by fireworks, they still saw that the strong man was just a facade, relying on external objects.
A strong person has the pride of a strong person, let alone the strongest generation in this world.
This ancient god took action, but the other ancient gods did not move. They knew that once this ancient god took action, the great power of destruction would definitely retreat.
The long wind, haze, and smoke that spread thousands of miles away are only within the span of a single punch. The fireworks that shoot up into the sky are only within the span of a palm.
At this moment, the strongest men in heaven and earth finally began to fight!
(I am preparing to resign. I can leave after the new designer gets started. It will take up to two months! Please wait.)