Eight balls of golden light, like eight scorching suns, blocked the entire sky, making it terrifyingly hot.

At this moment, even the terrifying inverse blood wheel was eclipsed and its edge was taken away.

"Shen Fusheng, you are not dead yet."

Even though Wu Longshuang was halfway to Nascent Soul, he still couldn't help but tremble all over.

Back then, this man defeated the nine masters with his palm. He was a figure like the God of War in the sky. Even after 200 years, the fear of that time is still terrifying.

"Huh, so what if you're not dead? You're just a remnant soul. How big a storm can it cause... With my current strength, I can wipe you out with a snap of my fingers."

Afterwards, Wu Longshuang gritted his teeth.

The scarlet fire in his pupils burned blazingly.

The instrument that covered the sky and the sun actually raised a torrential mist of blood, rolling towards the Taiqing Ancient Bell.

At this moment, the sky shattered, and Wu Longshuang seemed to be controlling a world, crushing Shen Fusheng. Within the blood mist, boundless ferocious monsters were roaring.

destroy!

Complete destruction.

The evil demon descended, war broke out, and everything within sight was destroyed directly into ashes.

"Wu Longshuang, although you guys were despicable back then, you would not do anything for yourself, and you would be punished by heaven and earth. Even if you are defeated, you can be considered convinced... But after 200 years, you Wu Longshuang, instead of making any progress, have become this human being, a monster who is not a monster."

What the hell...shameful."

Shen Fusheng slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with contempt from his soul. He flicked his sleeves, and the Taiqing ancient clock buzzed, with the characters ninety-nine and eighty-one, unusually bright.

Psalms!

A few breaths of time, eighty-one words, gathered into a supreme poetic history of the human race, praising the unyielding nature of the human race.

A raging flame soared into the sky, and countless hard-working farmers appeared above the poem. The human race was hard-working and made rich with their hands. They had plenty of food and clothing. Unlike the evil monsters who only knew how to plunder, this was their unyielding resistance to hunger.

Destruction and creation.

This is their understanding of the world and their understanding of the way of heaven.

Boom!

The blood wheel covers the sky, and the poems also support a backbone.

After a shock that destroyed the heaven and the earth, there were dense cracks everywhere between the heaven and the earth. Many disciples covered their ears and howled miserably, and two lines of blood were already flowing out.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, everyone finally waited until the sky and earth became clear.

"Haha, Shen Fusheng, you are pretending to be a ghost, you are obviously just a remnant soul, and the golden elixir was all forced in the early stage... The reason why you are pretending is because this Taiqing Ancient Bell is indeed the top magic weapon under the Yuan Qi."

Afterwards, Wu Longshuang laughed.

really.

In the sky, the purple light that gathered into the shadow of Shen Fusheng dimmed somewhat.

And on the surface of the huge Taiqing ancient clock, there were tiny cracks... After all, it was not an elemental weapon, and it was about to fall behind when the bombardment was going on.

Bang!

However, in this precious moment, a golden light broke through the sky from a distance, and above Shen Fusheng's shadow, the upper limbs and torso were already in place.

Buzz!

Like a volcano erupting, an unparalleled spiritual sea suddenly bloomed on Shen Fusheng's body.

As his limbs returned, his strength was quietly recovering.

"Shen Fusheng, you are really a thief. The forbidden areas of the nine major sects are full of mechanisms. Even the elders can't break through. You can break the seal. I have to admire you."

Wu Longshuang gritted his teeth, but the blood mist in his body did not diminish at all.

"It's a pity that this limb is your limit... the blood wheel of inversion, the Nirvana Slash!"

With a flick of his finger, the Niyuan Blood Wheel once again crushed the rolling law and pressed towards Shen Fusheng.

Shen Fusheng remained silent.

In the distance, seven other golden lights are getting closer and closer.

Above the ancient bell of the Taiqing Dynasty, there is another golden hymn.

The human race is immortal, and every step is worthy of a thousand praises.

At this moment, the entire northern realm can see the immortality of Taiqing Ancient Bell. As a human race, this is an indomitable glory.

In the past, our ancestors were beasts, consuming their hair and drinking their blood.

In the past, our ancestors stood up and fought against fate and hunger. We slashed and burned, and we could finally be exempted from the natural punishment of hunger.

Boom!

Destruction and creation clash again.

pity.

The original destructive power still shattered this poem, just like the human race is in trouble.

Shen Fusheng's body became thin again.

Of course, he gained a few more precious seconds to return his left arm and lower body to their proper positions.

"Reverse the Yuan Blood Wheel, kill again... I will crush everything."

Wu Longshuang became angry and furious.

The elemental weapon burned with a torrential light of blood, like a divine punishment coming in the end of the world, intending to wipe out the entire human race.

Plague, disease, virus.

In the billowing clouds of blood, there are miserable corpses all over the mountains and plains, which is shocking and terrifying.

At this moment, the entire northern realm trembled.

This is the tremor that comes from the human soul. Even if you overcome hunger, cold and heat, heaven will still not spare you.

Buzz!

The eighty-one words are unyielding and once again compose an elegy in the darkest corner.

The epidemic was raging, so the ancient sages put themselves to the test and tasted all the herbs. It was said that they encountered seventy-two poisons in one day. The sages used their hard work to make medicine, which brought blessings to the people.

The human race is immortal. Although it has gone through vicissitudes of life, it has never given up resisting fate.

war!

Faith is burning.

Destruction and salvation collided once again.

Heaven is indifferent and mankind is miserable... With this fateful blow, the poetry of mankind is shattered again.

Starting from the bottom of the Taiqing ancient bell, a dark crack spreads through the top, which is shocking.

Although the poem was broken, it once again prevented the fall of silence.

In the distance, there are two golden lights blazing... Purple mist surrounds Shen Fusheng, like a purple hurricane, roaring the human race's stubbornness towards the whole world.

"Stubborn... If the ancient bell of Taiqing dares to block my way, I will break your reliance."

Two moves in a row were unable to kill a remnant soul. This was a shame for a half-step Nascent Soul.

The third move.

Mountains and rivers are broken, and the earth collapses.

Natural disaster!

The human race has a house to protect you from the wind and rain, but the sky sends earthquake disasters, causing you to die under your own creation.

The human race has mastered the fire, and the fire burned the mountains for millions of miles, turning everything into ashes.

Humanity still has to face hurricanes, tsunamis, volcanoes, droughts, avalanches... Wherever there are people, disasters may always happen in the next second.

This is a sharp blade placed on the neck of the entire human race, forcing you to kneel and crawl.

You will be destroyed at any time.

You can only cry in despair and pray for the vague blessing of God in despair.

In the Blood Wheel of Annihilation, millions of wronged souls of the human race are gathering together. The sky is collapsing. Looking around, everything is only devastation, everything is only destruction, everything is only shattered.

Everyone was filled with fear.

Humans are born with heavy shackles on their backs. This is fate and you must not resist.

No!

Why!

I can die, I can be disabled, but I can never defeat an ant's strong hope of living.

Our home collapsed, and we rebuild it again with our own hands.
To be continued...