Chapter 339 The black hand reappears, the autumn wind is Xiaoxiao
Chapter 339 The black hand reappears, the autumn wind blows
On the moon, the Fourth Patriarch and the Fifth Patriarch were furious, and things completely exceeded their expectations.
The ancient king Arid controlled 300,000 ordinary people, fought a decisive battle with Chen Nan, and was completely slaughtered by Chen Nan. This event had such an impact that almost everyone was talking about it, whether in heaven or in the world.
It is impossible for people to know that 300,000 people have been killed by Adri. Even many cultivators think that those people are just controlled by Adri.
In the eyes of many cultivators, Chen Nan's methods are too drastic and too cold-blooded. Of course, most cultivators are more understanding. After all, if this ancient monarch is not eliminated immediately, then once he is allowed to escape,
That was simply an unimaginable disaster.
What really gave the Fourth Patriarch and the Fifth Patriarch a headache was that ordinary people in heaven and on earth actually found out about this matter.
This was beyond their expectations. The pictures sent back by the ghosts were only sent to various cultivation places and were not sent to ordinary people at all. At that critical moment, someone who didn’t know who actually used great magic power to make all the
The picture clearly emerged throughout the heaven and the human world!
This is an unimaginably big storm!
In the eyes of millions of living beings, there is no doubt that Chen Nan is a heinous demon, an unparalleled Shura Demon King! Killing more than a million living beings in this way is simply a heinous crime that is unspeakable!
Exhausting the bamboos of Nanshan Mountain, the sins of writing are endless; breaking the waves of the East China Sea, it is impossible to end the evil!
There are only two people in history who can be so bloodthirsty as Chen Nan. One is Hei Qi who slaughtered 400,000 gods and demons, and the other is the demon lord who kills his relatives, himself, and his enemies.
However, the evil reputation of these two people was only widely spread among the cultivators, while Chen Nan's evil reputation actually spread among ordinary people.
What Chen Nan did was originally a great contribution that could ensure the stability of heaven and earth for decades, but the world didn't understand it at all.
Public opinion makes gold, but accumulation destroys bones!
How many people are there in total in the cultivating world? It is just a drop in the ocean among hundreds of millions of living beings. Now Chen Nan's reputation for cold-blooded cruelty has spread among ordinary people. If he fails, it will become more and more serious in future generations. Even the so-called truth is not known.
will be completely annihilated.
The Fourth Patriarch angrily smashed a desk into pieces and said: "The human heart is unpredictable and the human heart is ancient!"
He knew that although many people in the cultivation world understood what Chen Nan had done, there would definitely be many people who would add fuel to the flames and deliberately slander Chen Nan.
The Fifth Patriarch sighed and said: "Recently, Chen Nan and our Chen family have been too popular, and some people feel uncomfortable..."
The Seventh Patriarch standing next to him said: "It is enough for a man to stand proudly in the world and have no shame in his heart. Let him get thousands of infamy and pass by with the wind. Chen Nan has no shame in the world. So what if he gets a reputation? At worst, he will become a devil.
What a great person!"
The Fifth Patriarch said: "We have already reached this situation, and some people in the heaven and the human world are still fighting among themselves. It is really speechless!"
Suddenly, the Fourth Ancestor felt a chill down his spine and shouted: "The black hand appears again!"
The Fifth Patriarch seemed to be waking up from a dream. He was surprised and exclaimed: "It seems... it's really his technique!"
The Seventh Patriarch wondered: "Who is the black hand?"
"A mysterious invisible black hand. Always in troubled times, adding fuel to the flames at critical moments..."
Chen Nan woke up leisurely in a deserted mountain range. The power of the eight souls had been out of the body for a long time. Although his body seemed to be fine, he felt that his internal organs were in pain.
King Alid's seven broken swords were all pierced into his body. If it weren't for the eight souls in his body, the ancient monarch-level powerful soul power would have wiped him out.
He stood up slowly, feeling weak. When he climbed to the top of a mountain, he was already covered in sweat.
Looking at the cities in the distance, he was filled with emotions.
Life is a lifetime, vegetation is an autumn, honor and disgrace rise and fall, and change in an instant.
Chen Nan knew that he was finished. His internal organs were all torn apart and his soul veins were damaged. He was probably not going to die soon.
Looking back, he was full of pride and swung his halberd to split the sky. Even if he encountered Songtsan, he was still black. He dared to face each other, and his blood spilled into the sky. In an instant, his body was disabled and weak, and he was infamy for thousands of years. His mind was exhausted, and he retreated dejectedly, desolate.
Among the barren mountains.
Even if Tiandu dares to assassinate the king of the earth, how can he live up to his eternal reputation? Even though the seal has been sealed for thousands of years, his vitality has been reduced to the lowest point, and he counterattacked at the end of his life. Chen Nan's body and soul are still injured, and he will perish.
Before the war came, various signs made Chen Nan feel doomed. He originally thought that he might die at the hands of Hei Qi, but he didn't want to die at the hands of another king.
If the earthen jar is not broken away from the well mouth, the general will inevitably die in battle.
It’s been like this since ancient times!
Looking back on the past, glory and regret are intertwined throughout life.
Bent a bow to shoot a giant dragon, kill the world with the seven devil swords that defy the sky, wipe out eight beasts in one day, fight the royal family of the East for thousands of miles, bravely enter the eternal forest, wreak havoc in the eighteen levels of hell, and fight bloody battles in the heaven...
There are too many...
Until, the ancient king is killed, the cross-border war is fought, the heroic ambitions are revealed, and the sky is dyed with blood.
The glory is extremely high, and it turns steeply. I would rather remain infamy for eternity and be scorned by the world forever, but I would rather be worthy of my heart and slaughter millions of living beings with my halberd. Regardless of the reputation, regardless of the reputation, I once stood on the top of the mountain, overlooking all living beings in the three realms.
"I'm not a good person, but I'm not a bad person either. I've done what I should do, and I'm powerless to do the rest..."
Chen Nan stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the distant land, silent for a long time. The big thing had been done, and he was no longer able to take action. At this time, he felt extremely tired.
The seven broken swords were made from the sacrifices of the seven souls of the ancient kings. The power of the soul is the most terrifying. They have penetrated deeply into Chen Nan's blood marrow, and outsiders cannot save him at all.
He felt that his power was disappearing rapidly. Soon he would become a useless person. Perhaps his body would collapse before long and he would completely disappear from this world.
I feel so sorry!
There are many things he can no longer do.
His father and mother have been through hardships for thousands of years, but they have never met each other. However, knowing that his parents are alive and well, although he is regretful, he is also content.
Yuxin. Fading away, eternal regret. How he longed to see the innocent smile again in the last limited time. However, he knew that he had no ability to do anything. The source of life, how many heavenly steps
Even the masters couldn't find it, so where would he go to find him now that he was a cripple?
"When you get old...you can still think of a girl named Yuxin..."
Chen Nan murmured to himself: "Yes, it will be indelible forever. But... I really want to save you! But now... I can't do anything..."
He should go back to the moon, but he doesn't want to go back. He wants to walk through the last period of time quietly alone.
He felt that he owed too much to Meng Keer, so what if they met? Could anything be changed?
Long Er, he really wanted to take a look and give him a hug. However, he didn't want to add to the sadness. Let his life and death remain a mystery forever, so that the child would always have hope.
Dragon Dance……
Nalan Ruoshui...
The faces of the Fourth Ancestor, the Fifth Ancestor, the Great Demon, Qian Long, Xuanzang, Nangong Xian'er... one after another appeared in front of his eyes, and finally settled on the purple golden dragon, the little phoenix, and the baby dragon. Chen Nan sighed silently
Take a breath.
He felt like a lone wolf who would stay away from his companions when he grew old. He would quietly walk into the deep forest alone and choose a burial place for himself.
Chen Nan opened the inner world, released all the captive angels, and even asked them to send the blue heart to the moon.
Finally, he looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, seemingly venting his depression.
The fierce soldier Fang Tian's painted halberd was caught in his hand. The most fierce soldier in the world seemed to feel the hero's desolation, and kept trembling and making waves.
Chen Nan used the remaining divine power to dance with Fang Tian's painted halberd, slashing with overwhelming murderous intent!
Finally, Fang Tian's painted halberd transformed into a thousand-foot-long giant, made a final demonic roar, and was inserted into the mountain by Chen Nan, standing like an iron peak.
These treasures whined for a while, and were all beaten by Chen Nan around Fang Tian's painted halberd, whirling and whistling around the vicious halberd.
Afterwards, Chen Nan strode away.
The autumn wind whistles, and the remaining leaves are flying all over the mountains. This is a season when everything dies.
Three days have passed in a blink of an eye. The unparalleled king rose up and broke through the thirteen thousand-foot demon flag. He broke through the Beidou Demon Subduing Formation, and the fierce flames illuminated the heaven and earth.
All cultivators in heaven and on earth are terrified!
However, Hei Qi did not kill millions of people with blood. He only let out a demonic roar that shook the world and quickly rushed towards the space gate connecting the fifth realm.
The eternal demon king has returned to the fifth realm!
The expected corpses floating everywhere and blood flowing for thousands of miles did not appear, and the cultivators of the two realms let out a long breath.
This time the crisis was finally avoided, but what about the next time? No one knows. We can only pray that the two forces in the fifth realm will always be balanced.
Fazuro Kel, the heaven-level master who monitored the demon king's rise in darkness and finally personally watched the demon king's departure, was welcomed back to the western heaven by the mighty army of gods.
Many cultivators in the heavenly realm and the human world have been discussing strategies to deal with the fifth realm in the Western Divine Realm. Now that the ancestor god of the spiritual system has returned, he was immediately elected as the co-leader.
Fazuluo Kele did have a lot of credit this time, but he was obviously over-respected by everyone.
Of course some people will remember that the young man from the East holding a Fangtian painted halberd traveled across the world, fighting cross-border battles and splattering blood on the world. Everyone knows how much contribution he made with his own efforts, but there is an undercurrent.
Surging, no one wants to mention him.
Above the moon, the Fourth and Fifth Ancestors were angry and roared loudly. However, they quickly calmed down and let him go. Right now, the most important thing was to find Chen Nan.
However, a few days passed, and Chen Nan seemed to have evaporated from the world, disappearing without a trace.
Only the thousand-foot fierce halberd left standing on the top of the mountain, while a few treasures were wailing and floating around.
When these magic weapons were not found, the Chen family was not worried, thinking that Chen Nan had a knot in his heart because of the massacre of millions of creatures and wanted to be alone for a while.
However, when following the guidance of the angel, they came to the mountains and found the magic soldiers left by Chen Nan, everyone knew that something big had happened!
The Fourth Patriarch and the Fifth Patriarch ordered their people to seal the news tightly and not even let it be revealed even to death!
Above the moon, the purple-gold divine dragon roared angrily: "Fazu, he is just a bird, co-master? He is a fucking ball! This despicable guy, the bastard who survived by devouring the spiritual power of the demon ancestor's golden chrysalis,
He has become a fucking hero. What credit does he have? Uncle Long, oh my god!"
Little Phoenix said with some melancholy: "Why isn't Brother Chennan coming back? He won't be in danger, right?"
Rarely, the usually naughty baby dragon showed a serious look and said seriously: "Let's get ready to take action!"
"Why hasn't dad come back yet?"
"She must be troubled by something."
"oh"
In just seven days, Chen Nan fell directly from the peak of the God King to the sixth level. The divine power in his body was rapidly passing away, and white strands were exposed in his originally long black hair.
"Even if my appearance doesn't change, no one will be able to recognize me. After a while, my divine power will completely disappear, my aura will completely change, and I will really be completely submerged in this vast sea of people."
This is a season of bleak autumn wind. That unprecedented war has spread from the world of cultivation to the human world. Fazu has become a savior-like figure, which is beyond Chen Nan's expectation.
But, so what?
Chen Nan faced the howling autumn wind and stepped on the endless fallen leaves, striding forward...