"You still haven't come... there's not enough time."
Luo was sitting on the open platform, and a huge millstone slowly emerged under him. Its black luster and smooth surface could reflect his back.
This millstone...every twenty years, it would coincide with his thoughts and appear unknowingly. He didn't know what it was.
As long as this millstone appears, the consciousness from chaos will wash away his current consciousness, bringing with it fragments of chaotic memories and confusing his mind.
His consciousness became more and more blurred. He supported the huge millstone under him with his hands and looked at the black mist and luster on the millstone... and in the luster, his face was covered with black lines.
Like small black snakes, they seem to be swimming consciously, and like shackles, tightly locking him around him, preventing him from leaving this millstone!
His aura also became weird, revealing the vicissitudes of eternity, as if he had experienced countless centuries and wandered in the depths of the long river of time.
Even the God-killing Spear behind him fell next to the millstone. He wanted to reach out to pick up the God-killing Spear and make a final resistance, but he couldn't muster the strength.
Obviously my body is getting stronger and more amazing, but I often have the illusion that I am out of control...
He can't even stand up now...
"Lo!"
"Lo!"
"Chaos gods and demons, kill Shenluo!"
…
The ancient distant voice resounded through his brain again. Luo slowly closed his eyes, and chaos appeared in front of his eyes...
He is so majestic in the chaos, full of murderous intent, overwhelming all directions, experienced countless battles, and killed countless gods and demons of chaos.
but……
That's not who he is now!
That's him in chaos!
Luo suddenly opened his eyes. When he opened his eyes this time, his eyes had a dark red luster, like a bloodthirsty beast that had lost its mind.
With a bit of madness, he opened his mouth, revealing two rows of white teeth.
…
Wang Shuo, who came from the Phoenix tribe's territory, had arrived at the junction of the east and the west. At a glance, the entire west was also not peaceful.
If we say that the east is a unicorn causing chaos and killing people everywhere.
Then the West is the ruthless destruction of the Dragon Clan. Logically speaking, both the Phoenix Clan and the West have a lot of connections with Wang Shuo. Zulong and Shi Qilin, two guys who are afraid of death, definitely don't have the courage to do this.
.
But they did it, which proves that there must be someone behind them, this instigating person.
Wang Shuo looked at the sky. He didn't need to think about who this 'person' was, it was already obvious.
Wang Shuo ignored it and continued on his way.
Three months later, Wang Shuo finally stopped on a mountain peak. The mountain peak had turned into black soil, and the surrounding vegetation had withered.
The entire mountaintop was filled with a suffocating evil spirit.
Even Wang Shuo felt a little depressed when he came here.
This smell is a bit amazing.
He frowned and landed on the mountain. At a glance, he saw a black sculpture in the center of the mountain, at a platform.
Under the sculpture, there is a black millstone hundreds of meters long, which seems to be petrified, with horny and dark red lines everywhere.
"Luo?" Wang Shuo looked at the sculpture, and there was still Luo's aura on it: "I'm here, what do you want from me?"
no respond.
Quietly, this mountain wilderness no longer had any life, as if it were a dead place.
"Luo?" Wang Shuo asked again. The horny, petrified stone sculpture slowly cracked, and large black stones scattered.
A man with disheveled hair and numerous black stripes all over his body appeared in front of him.
Under his feet, the black millstone began to shrink.
Gradually it became only about one meter, slowly floated, and stayed quietly behind Luo.
On the top of the millstone, dark red mixed with black luster was constantly gushing out, turning into streams of air that wrapped around Luo Zhou's body, as if countless creatures were roaring.
The whistling wind was particularly harsh and unpleasant.
"It's a bit weird! What's going on with this Luo? He came to me and didn't say anything?" Wang Shuo muttered to himself and backed away vigilantly.
But Luo's body, unlike in the past, actually gave Wang Shuo a dangerous feeling. According to Luo's cultivation, it shouldn't be like this...
When Luo saw Wang Shuo, he showed two rows of white teeth, his eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes, and he smiled a little crazy.
Wang Shuo took a deep breath and felt a slight uneasy feeling rising in his heart. He always felt that something bad was about to happen.
Just when the two of them looked at each other, Luo slowly twisted his arm, his bones made a crackling sound, and the millstone next to him began to restless...
And Luo's expression also changed from struggling to stern...the two emotions were constantly changing, just like a mental patient with split personality.
"Help me..." Finally, after struggling for a long time, Luo's expression became helpless and hesitant.
But in an instant, it became cold again.
That trace of hesitation and helplessness disappeared without a trace.
What's left is a pair of piercingly cold eyes with chilling murderous intent!
"kill!"
Boom~
Luo uttered a word and took action without any warning. He held the God-killing Spear in his right hand and held a black millstone in his left hand. With billowing black demonic energy, he was coming towards Wang Shuo like a demon god covering the sky and the sun!
Wang Shuo's eyes trembled and he quickly took out the Chaos Clock.
Boom~
A dull bell, like the aftermath of waves, rose in the center of the collision, and the surrounding mountains exploded with a bang in the aftermath.
Vast mountains almost collapsed...
Wang Shuo was knocked directly and flew thousands of meters.
Luo's hand holding the God-killing Spear was even more twisted. When he touched it, the tiger's mouth split open and blood fell from his wrist.
"The body... the magic power... is still too weak." Luo's eyes regained some of their energy and were no longer so manic. He withdrew his hand, and the millstone behind him made a roar.
A stream of mana that had been stored from Chaos until now rushed into his body.
That mana was the result of his perception of Pangu's birth during the period of chaos, and there were many fates that left a way out for him.
As the mana poured in, Luo's body slowly floated up, and the huge air flow gathered into a black cover, and with the birth of this breath.
The entire prehistoric world is trembling...
Wang Shuo also noticed something was wrong, summoned the Four Zhuxian Swords, and suddenly crashed into the black cover that wrapped Luo.
But before it fell, a black millstone hit it.
As soon as the four swords came close, they roared and were blown away.
This Luo...
Wang Shuo's body trembled, and he stared at the black ball that was as black as a silkworm cocoon. Inside, the aura that could only be found in chaos was gradually released...
This aura should not have appeared in prehistoric times, but...
However, this aura appeared on Luo's body, just like the bones of gods and demons he found on Mount Buzhou.