Long Xiaoshan came in the light, and at this time the people who were chasing had completely disappeared.
The surroundings were terriblely quiet.
He walked and walked, and I don’t know how long he had walked, but there was still a constant twisted light in front of him. In the blurred dream, there was an indescribable weirdness, coldness, grandness, and dead silence.
This world of endless perception completely disappeared made Long Xiaoshan gradually feel a little anxious.
"Whatever you are, come out!"
Long Xiaoshan let out a low growl, and there was no response around him.
A white light finally appeared in front of him, and Long Xiaoshan rushed out suddenly, and the psychedelic light around him finally disappeared. Long Xiaoshan let out a breath, and the feeling of depression was slightly relieved.
He raised his head and looked at the surrounding scenery, and suddenly became stunned... a winding mountain road in front of him.
He stood there, full of familiarity.
That was the first road he came home from prison and was the first time he returned home. At that time, Longyang Village had not yet developed, there was no decent road, only the rugged and muddy mountain road under his feet.
He hurried forward. The sky was dark and the jungle was surrounded by black saxauls. The flowers and plants on the roadside were all black, like burnt, and strangely, like specimens.
After climbing over the hill, he finally saw the village. Long Xiaoshan accelerated and ran back to the village.
The empty village road, the houses on both sides were dilapidated and rotten, as if they had been desolate for hundreds of years. There was no one along the way, nor any life material. Long Xiaoshan quickly found his own home, he grew up since he was a child.
Old house.
Pushing open the mottled and decaying door, as expected, no one, parents, or younger sister are not there. Strangely, the door knocker is clearly facing outward, but it turns into inward, and the feet of the table and chairs become strange.
The circle is erected there in an unreasonable manner.
He walked back and forth a few times, stopped in front of a wall where his family portrait was hung.
When Long Xiaoshan saw the family photo, his expression became even more terrifying. He was holding in his arms by his parents and had an extremely old face, but his parents' face turned into a baby.
This ubiquitous strangeness made him anxious. He smashed the wall with one punch and rushed out of the house. The black sun hung in the sky. He could not feel a trace of warmth, only the coldness that penetrated his bone marrow.
Long Xiaoshan rushed into the sky, he flew over the earth, and saw countless strange twisted objects, curved buildings, rivers with magma, and seas that turned into endless abyss. He felt anxious in his heart like billions of people
The ant was crawling, but he couldn't vent.
He came to Kunlun and passed the space passage to Lingxu Star.
Desolate, dead silent...
Everyone disappeared.
He entered the starry sky and drifted around.
I don't know how long it took.
A few stars have passed.
He couldn't find a person, or even a living creature.
In the entire universe, it seems that he is the only one living body left.
Not only did relatives and friends disappear, but there was not even one enemy.
"By the way, Xiaoqing, Shamanhua."
He thought that there were two lives in his jade bottle. Long Xiaoshan was eager to meet them. This feeling of loneliness was so uncomfortable. His divine thoughts moved, but the next moment, he froze.
He couldn't even feel the jade bottle.
How is it possible.
From the moment he got it, he had been in the depths of his soul. He could not remember when it disappeared.
Or, since he came here, he forgot a lot of things.
Long Xiaoshan's hands were hanging down and stood blankly in the starry sky.
An inexplicable sadness and despair surged into my heart. In such an empty world, even if you practice to the end of the great way and become the supreme saint, what if you become a supreme saint? In this desolate and silent world, without civilization, everything will lose its meaning.
"There is no meaning, no meaning of existence, so do I live."
Long Xiaoshan raised his hand and slapped his body with a sudden palm. Bang, his body shattered, his flesh flew everywhere, and his soul floated out.
“No more sense.”
Long Xiaoshan's soul began to burn.
He was about to annihilate with this dead world. Just as Long Xiaoshan's soul was burning and about to completely disappear, a ray of light suddenly appeared.
That's a array plate.
It is the array plate obtained by Long Xiaoshan to record the ancient tomb of the Evil Emperor.
At this time, a dazzling light burst out from the array plate, rushing into Long Xiaoshan's soul, boom!
Everything around was collapsing, and Long Xiaoshan saw a figure appearing in the light. A handsome and unparalleled purple-eyed man, wearing light golden armor, stood between the sky and the earth.
"Evil Emperor." Long Xiaoshan spoke.
Although I have never seen it, Long Xiaoshan has an intuition that the man in front of him is Han Jing, the evil emperor who is trembling with the immortal land.
The purple-eyed man looked over, and the purple light in his eyes was radiant. Long Xiaoshan's eyes were shining with purple light. There was a flash in front of him. When he opened his eyes again, he saw that the starry sky around had disappeared, and those colorful cold clouds appeared in front of him again.
.
"Don't be confused, this is the power of Beamon God, you are in his body."
The voice of the Evil Emperor suddenly came.
Long Xiaoshan could no longer see the Evil Emperor. He touched it and took out the array plate he had obtained before, which emitted a slight purple light.
"Evil Emperor, you are inside."
"I'm not here, this is just a fragment of divine thoughts I left behind. I hope that one day someone will understand all this, and it's my last resort."
"Evil Emperor, what's going on?"
"I found the secret of the extinction of the ancient fairy land world. Bimon, one of the incarnations of the evil god of Cthulhu, invaded the fairy land, causing the death and decline of the fairy land centered on the fairy land. I thought the evil god had been driven out. But the evil god was left behind.
The seeds tempted me and made me the evil emperor. I, I killed Yun'er with my own hands, and she was already pregnant by then." Han Jing's voice trembled a little.
Long Xiaoshan's eyes shrank: "Is the rumors true?"
After a long silence, Han Jing's voice came again: "Yes, I killed Xia Yun, which made Xia Ding angry. He killed me, but I was resurrected by the power of the evil god, but I am no longer me, I have been
The evil god controls me. When I was fighting with Xia Ding, I almost killed Xia Ding. However, at that time, the disaster of heaven came, which caused the evil god to be severely damaged. I also woke up briefly, but I knew very well that the evil god was immortal, once he was
I will still be controlled when I make a comeback. I confessed to Xia Ding. Although Xia Ding did not fully believe it, he still found Wen Yu, the national teacher at that time. The national teacher was a destiny master. He told me a fortune teller.
A road made me cut off a divine thought and stayed in this array plate. After that, the person who came with the array plate could crack everything here."
"Wen Yu!"
Long Xiaoshan's face was shocked.
Wen Yu...isn't Qingcheng's father?
He is the national teacher of Daxia, and he is the same era as Han Jing?