Hundreds of people failed to cross the Mysterious Tribulation one after another, which aroused fear in people's hearts.
This scene will forever remain in the hearts of the monks in this world, and this fear will never be erased.
This has become deeply ingrained. The seed called fear is deeply rooted in my heart. From now on, I can only have one thought.
That is, there is no chance of survival if you go against the will of nature. Only by letting nature take its course can you live for a while longer.
It's just that their life path has been blocked. After ten thousand years, one hundred thousand years, millions, and tens of millions of years, they will eventually die one day.
The rivers and boats are beautiful at night, and the green mountains and green waters are deep in spring. However, time will eventually fade the original most beautiful scenery, and eventually there will be no trace of its former appearance, only decay.
By that time, the river is no longer a river, and the boats have long since withered. The green mountains and green waters have turned into yellow sand or bad land, and the color of spring has also ushered in the deep cold, which is the case all year round.
No one in this world can be truly invincible or truly immortal. But there is still a kind of existence that has achieved immortality and eternal invincibility in a true sense.
Even if he possesses the divine talent, realizes his destiny, becomes invincible and becomes the most powerful person in the world, he will eventually be defeated by his sword.
That knife has wiped out countless living beings. Even if it is a trillion, it cannot be called it. It can only be called countless.
That sword is called the sword of time.
His name is Time.
It turns out that time can really kill people, and they can get away with it without any restraint. Because no one in the world can do anything to get him.
When he came, you were still young and in your prime, so you didn't care. When he came again, you were already at dusk.
I originally thought that there would be no eternal enemies in this world, but in the end I discovered that this enemy has always been around.
It's not coming again, it's always there.
In the end, you will eventually be defeated by this enemy and turn into foam in the passing of time.
Over the years, my black hair turned into white hair, and then turned into dust.
Perhaps, before passing away, God will give a heavy snow as a farewell gift. But in the future, in the same white and pure snow, will the snow still remember the present day?
Do you still remember the people under the snow at that time?
Snowflakes are falling and snowflakes are floating. I can no longer remember the present day.
These monks will only be forgotten by Fengyue from now on.
"Grandpa, why did those people stand there waiting for lightning to strike, and then were eventually struck to death alive?"
The red light filled the screen and the sky before, covering everyone's eyes, but it did not cover her.
Because she is the second step, every move she makes can scatter her own rules, thus counteracting the rules of heaven and earth.
Those people's unwillingness to die under the mysterious thunder was clearly reflected in her eyes, making her heart tremble.
She couldn't figure out why those people had to stand under the lightning and wait to be struck.
The demonic clone shook his head and sighed: "There are some things that you have to face whether you are willing or not. Even if you know you are going to die, go ahead and face it."
"One person, two people, countless people. They look different, sound different, everything is different. But the only thing they have in common is that they can't help themselves."
Chu Yi nodded in understanding and asked, "What about grandpa? Will grandpa be struck by lightning in the future?"
"...."
The demonic clone was startled, then raised his head to look at the sky where the red light and golden curtain gradually faded.
Mysterious calamity, mysterious calamity. In the final analysis, this is an infinite road that blocks the way of humanity. He and I are still standing in the way of humanity.
As long as you don't enter immortality, you will have to face this extremely terrifying mysterious disaster.
Chu Cheng is different from them. He only has more than five months left in his life. I have been observing the Canghai Meditation Wall in the Taichu space, in order to intercept the true way as soon as possible and survive this mysterious tribulation when his life span is about to end.
If Chu Cheng can't help himself, then Chu Cheng can't control his life and death. If he doesn't take this step forward, the only thing waiting for him is death.
The road ahead is irreversible. Although the road ahead is dangerous, there is still a trace of unknown.
There is life in the unknown. But Chu Cheng doesn't know if he can get out of the wall in front of him and find the life hidden in the deepest place.
He is the Supreme Dao, but he is only human, but when the two bodies are combined into one, he can kill Tongxuan. Such monks will undoubtedly be even more terrifying once they go through the Xuan tribulation.
I'm afraid it will be ten times, or even dozens of times, more terrifying than the mysterious tribulation experienced by these Third Realm monks!
Chu Cheng didn't know if he could get through it without relying on the Taichu Stone.
However, he is left with only one road that seems to be completely lifeless. Just like those cultivators of the Three Realms, there is no way to go, only the invisible road ahead.
Even if they are broken into pieces, they still have to make a breakthrough. But all their bodies will die.
"Let's go." The demonic clone said.
The world has become silent, and there is no sound. Even the falling dust and sand can be clearly heard.
Everyone fell into deep thought, with some happiness in their thoughts.
Those are those monks in the third realm who have not yet caused their own calamity. It is precisely because they have not survived the calamity that they are able to survive.
Otherwise, the fate will be the same as those hundred people, becoming ashes.
But apart from this happiness, they are more helpless and desperate. Although they escaped a disaster, it was only for a short time. One day they will eventually
, erased by time.
"In the whole world, among the cultivators of the Three Realms, there are only those like Qin Wuya who can exert a power comparable to that of the Xuan Realm that can survive the current Mysterious Tribulation on their own."
"It's just that this kind of people are extremely rare." The demonic clone took Chu Yi's hand and flew into the distance.
The whole world has been razed to the ground by the power of the Mysterious Tribulation.
At a glance, you can see everything in the distance. So there is no need to walk.
The two of them cut through the sky without attracting anyone else's attention.
Time passed, and another seven days passed. The two entered a mountain range again.
The Immortal Essence here is even more intense, but I didn’t meet the Mysterious Fruit again along the way.
Because Chu Yi was not used to fasting yet, she complained of hunger all the way. Fortunately, there were many spiritual fruits transplanted in the Taichu space.
With stops and starts along the way, it was supposed to take five days to get here, but it took two more days.
After entering here, the demonic clone became more rigorous.
Just because he heard bursts of music and saw many monks.
These are all low-level monks, with confused eyes and walking straight like puppets.
This burst of music is not like the fairy music of the fairy garden, but more like the music of the nine ghosts, which is terrifying.
Behind them, a bright moon appeared, shrinking and hanging behind them. Moonlight continued to pour down, covering their bodies.
The power of the moonlight can purify the mind and calm people. It can drive away evil spirits and avoid evil spirits, and sweep away all evil spirits.
This music has the power to confuse people's hearts, which can be seen from the monks.
The demonic clone told Chu Yi to keep quiet and follow him all the way.
This follow-up lasted another three days.
The trees gradually became fewer and fewer, and finally there was no one in sight. After walking for a distance, a walkway extended.
This walkway was covered in bright red. When the demonic clone saw the walkway, a chill rose behind him.
This is not made of ordinary materials, but human faces.