The sky is constantly raining, and it will never be clear. A dark cloud layer weighs heavily on the endless sea, which makes people feel a sense of depression. Ordinary people may have died, even if they are lucky enough to survive this catastrophe.
After surviving, I will never see a clear blue sky again in this life. All I see... is this hazy darkness.
If you want to see the blue sky, you must have a certain level of cultivation to fly over the rolling clouds and reach the top of the clouds to see the covered sky.
However, flying under the clouds is simple, but traveling through the clouds that are full of thunder and lightning and filled with the meaning of tearing is not an easy task. Not only does it have extremely high requirements on the physical body, but the cultivation level is not as high as a barbarian soul.
It is difficult to resist the roaring thunder for too long in this cloud layer.
This thick cloud layer covered the land of the Wu Clan in the past, and also covered the barbarians...
On the earth, except for the sea water, there is endless horizon... You can only vaguely see a large dark shadow in the east in the rain curtain, which looks like the land of the Eastern Wasteland. As for the place further away, it is... empty.
Nan Chen seems to be gone.
At this moment, in the dark sky, under the rolling dark clouds, and in the rain curtain, there are three figures galloping, turning into three rainbows, whizzing away between the sky and the earth.
The three people looked panicked, and at this moment they started to fly away at full speed. Among the three people, there were two men and one woman. They were dressed in ordinary clothes. Their appearance was not too outstanding, but their cultivation was quite acceptable. The strongest man, it seemed.
It looks like he has half a foot stepping into Houwu. As for the other man, he is around the late stage of Yangwu.
But the strange thing is that the woman among the three people is actually a barbarian, but she does not hide it at all. The wave of bone sacrifice emanating from her body is very clear. Judging from her appearance, she is probably in the middle and late stages of bone sacrifice.
With the cultivation level of these three people, even if they face an ordinary strong person who has just stepped into the Housha, they can barely fight. Although they are still defeated, if they work together, they can escape.
But at this moment, these three people were extremely fast, roaring forward on the sea. It was just their expressions of surprise and extreme speed that made it obvious at a glance that they were running for their lives!
Behind these three people, there were two Changhongs chasing after them. They were an old man and a young man. The old man looked indifferent, his body was motionless, and he was walking in the air under his feet. The young man behind him had a proud and contemptuous look on his face.
Looking at the three people escaping in the distance.
"Master, these three people must be stupid people. Why do they have to run away like this when they know that there is no chance of survival? If it were me, I would simply fight to the death!" The young man glanced at the old man beside him and asked.
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"Because I gave them hope." The old man said calmly. He looked calm and calm, as if there were too many things in the world that would not move his face.
"With Master's cultivation, it would be easy to kill these three people..." The young man frowned.
"These three people are just bait. If you don't come out as a teacher, that's all. Since I brought you out to hunt, I will simply hunt more. Their escape will keep calling for help, which will attract more people from Nanchen.
, I can also collect enough military merits for you to enter the Moro Palace at the Moro Festival." The old man remained calm, as if he could control everything in his hands.
"Is this fishing?" A cruel smile appeared on the young man's face, looking at the three people escaping in front of him. His smile became even brighter.
"Moro Grand Meeting..." The young man looked expectant, as if these four words had a strong attraction to him.
"Before the Moro Festival in half a year, a large number of tribesmen will come to Nanchen Wasteland to collect the spirits of this place, so we have to stagger the time and come early."
The two masters and disciples were talking when they saw the sea below the three escaping people in front of them suddenly exploded into a large area. In the splashing sea water, four figures roared up. The four figures were extremely fast.
When it rushed out, it went straight into the sky, and after appearing, it transformed into four people.
These four people are all middle-aged, three of them are barbarians and one is a wizard. The moment they appeared, all four of them burst out with their own cultivation. Almost at the moment when these four people appeared, the three people who escaped in front
In an instant, they both rolled back without hesitation, and together with the four people, they rushed towards the young and old.
"You're just sacrificing bones, but you dare to ambush me in front of me." The old man said calmly, with disdain in his eyes, he raised his right hand and pressed it towards the sea below.
With this press, the sea water roared and set off a big wave. The big wave was so huge that it instantly enveloped the surrounding area. Amidst the roaring sounds and screams, the moment the big wave dissipated, among the seven people
The bodies of five people exploded directly, turning into flesh and blood and spilling onto the sea. The other two people, a man and a woman, spurted out blood, and with sorrow, they quickly retreated and fled at full speed again.
The old man stood there and shook his head.
"The people of Nanchen are fragile and vulnerable. Let's go. If you kill another three hundred, you will gain enough military merit." The old man said calmly and continued to slowly chase the two people in front.
The young man looked at his master with admiration and quickly followed behind.
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Some distance away from here, deep in the Dead Sea, in the darkness, a bright light suddenly appeared and disappeared. The place where the light disappeared came from the bottom of the sea, and from there was a door filled with a sense of decay.
The door was about to collapse. After the light dissipated, a figure appeared.
This figure is Su Ming!
Su Ming was immersed in the bottom of the Dead Sea. He looked back at the door. After a while, his body swayed and he rushed straight to the sea above. There was not much light in the Dead Sea, and there were many dangerous creatures in the sea. But when Su Ming flew out,
In an instant, a flash of purple light emanated from his body, causing all the vicious creatures around him to tremble and quickly avoid it. At this moment, Su Ming felt like an extremely terrifying existence to them.
Su Ming silently galloped in the Dead Sea. His speed was so fast that a whirlpool opened up on the bottom of the sea. The whirlpool moved violently, causing the sea surface to slowly rotate. After a moment, the sea surface suddenly exploded, and in
When the roaring sound echoed, Su Ming's figure rushed out from the bottom of the sea.
The sea water rose up, merged with the rain curtain in the sky, and fell to the earth again. Su Ming stood on the sea. He looked around at the endless empty space, which made Su Ming silent for a long time.
"Nan Chen... must be gone." Su Ming's eyes fell on the south, where the barbarians were, and where the Ninth Peak was.
As he looked at it, Su Ming's eyes were full of longing. He missed the Ninth Peak, his master, his senior brother, his second senior brother, and Hu Zi.
"Twenty years..." Su Ming murmured. It had been twenty years since he left the Ninth Peak. At this moment, when he returned from the frozen world, he was very eager to go to the barbarian land and the Ninth Peak.
Everything that ever happened.
In this thought, Su Ming swayed and turned into a long rainbow, speeding between the sky and the earth, roaring away in the direction of the barbarian land.
His cultivation spread out unabashedly. The soaring momentum, the astonishing speed, and the cold air that had existed on Su Ming's body for several years made him fly, which was enough to shock the minds of anyone who noticed it.
Even if your cultivation reaches the realm of Barbarian Soul and Empress Shaman, if you feel the aura on Su Ming's body at this moment, you will feel a sense of pressure, and this feeling can turn into fright!
Su Ming galloped without stopping. His eyes fell on the sea below, and he saw islands floating on the sea!
"Nanchen was torn into pieces during the impact...either collapsed and sank to the bottom of the sea, or turned into many islands. The entire topography of Nanchen was completely changed."
Su Ming shook his head, and his figure flashed and disappeared instantly. When he appeared, he was already very far away, facing the barbarians in the past. Just when he was about to continue moving forward, he suddenly paused and glanced sideways at the sea in the distance.
"That's..." Su Ming was startled and changed direction.
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There is an island in the Dead Sea. This island looks very small and is covered with rocks. There is no vegetation on it and it looks bare.
There were no islands here, and even around Nanchen, there were no islands back then. However, after this catastrophe, islands gradually appeared one after another.
There are less than twenty people living on the island. There is a faint light curtain covering the island, forming a simple protection. On the island, these ten people have built several simple caves to live here.
The place where their cave is located looks like a valley. On the cliff above the valley, there is a statue. The statue was roughly carved by someone, and you can vaguely see that it is a man with long hair.
The man raised his head and looked into the distance, holding a large bow in his right hand, but his appearance was blurry and could not be seen clearly.
Below the statue of this man, two old men are sitting cross-legged on the rock. The two men are in ragged clothes and have vicissitudes of appearance. They are meditating with their eyes closed. Waves of smoke are emitting from the caves in the valley below. It is the members of the clan who are sitting in the cave.
prepare food.
For this tiny tribe of nearly twenty people, life has been going by like this day by day since they gathered on this island.
Not long after, people from this place walked out of the cave. There were men and women, old and young. They came to the top of the valley and knelt in front of the statue one by one, worshiping in a low voice.
"My Ming clan was born in the wilderness and has no future, because we need to create the future... We will worship Lord Mo until the Ming clan is gone..."
"Mo Zun is the heaven, and we are the spirits. The words of worship will remain unchanged from generation to generation..."
"At the foot of Tianhe Mountain, the gathering place, people of the Ming clan need to remember from generation to generation, looking for... Tianhe Mountain..."
This kind of worship was carried out every day. In the past few years, they were able to worship regardless of rain or shine, and nothing could interrupt their pious ritual.
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