Chapter 4245 The ninth flood, the fall of Zhu's father
After ten years, Zhu Tianpeng crossed the endless chaos and returned to the Ninth Prehistoric World.
Looking around, the entire Ninth Prehistoric World has become stronger and stronger at this moment, but compared to the last time he came, the entire Ninth Prehistoric World is obviously too empty, and countless galaxies have been quietly broken and annihilated in the long river of history.
More than half of the area has been engulfed in darkness, with no trace of light left.
"how so!"
Looking blankly at the situation in front of him, Zhu Tianpeng looked a little shocked and stunned.
He still has quite a lot of feelings for the Ninth Prehistoric World, and the continued evolution of this Ninth Prehistoric World is likely to be the earth where he will live in the future.
But what about now?
In the Ninth Prehistoric World, more than half of the galaxies were annihilated, and even the lives in them were reduced too much. Not to mention the existences in the realm of saints, even the aura of Daluo Jinxian did not exist.
Especially the darkness that shrouded the surroundings made people feel a burst of depression and uneasiness. Even if he possessed the perfect cultivation level of Pseudo-Dao, he felt like he didn't dare to approach.
After a long time, Zhu Tianpeng finally came back to his senses. He didn't care about anything else and quickly calculated with his fingers to see what happened in the Ninth Prehistoric World.
However, the reality is cruel.
No matter how Zhu Tianpeng deduced and calculated, it was all blank in the end, as if the Ninth Prehistoric World was originally like this, and the endless galaxies he came to see in the past did not exist.
"No, we have to find out what's going on!"
His expression changed slightly, and Zhu Tianpeng immediately stopped caring about anything else, directly locked the direction of the former heaven and sped away quickly.
Although the changes in the Ninth Prehistoric World were not small, the land of Heaven in the past was still protected by the owner's rules. This also led to Zhu Tianpeng not losing anything and quickly arriving in Heaven.
"how come!"
However, when he arrived at the land of heaven, Zhu Tianpeng was dumbfounded again, staring blankly ahead, his eyes full of disbelief.
Looking around, the 33rd level of Heaven is in tatters. Looking around, countless buildings have collapsed to the ground. A desolate atmosphere fills the air. A lot of black blood can be vaguely seen in them.
The black blood looked simple and plain on the surface, but Zhu Tianpeng could clearly feel that every drop of blood contained a story, as if a fighting spirit was roaring, roaring, and protesting.
"How could Heaven be exposed like this?"
"What happened in the Ninth Prehistoric World?"
Walking step by step among the ruins of the Thirty-Third Heaven, Zhu Tianpeng's expression changed constantly, and he soon walked to the ruins of a collapsed gate. Looking down, he could see a broken plaque.
There, most of it was covered with black blood, and there were three vague words: Nantianmen!
Buzz——
At this time, a buzzing sound resounded, the Nantianmen plaque was bright, and a power existing in it quietly revived. The black blood on it bloomed with brilliance, and screams were heard one after another: "Escape, escape from this place quickly!
"
"Darkness, that is endless darkness, full of endless crises, leave quickly!"
"The Immortal King will die in battle, the Immortal Lord will die in battle, the Immortal Emperor will die in battle, fight, fight him till the earth is turned upside down! Fight, fight him till the death!"
"Where is the saint! Where is the Heavenly Lord? Where is the Heavenly Emperor? Why have you abandoned us!"
"Dead, all dead, darkness, you are so ruthless, I will fuck your grandma..."
"..."
Countless voices rose and fell, the spiritual power in the Nantianmen plaque was exhausted, and when the light dissipated, it fell to the ground again, lying there, exuding a solemn aura like a living creature.
"not good!"
Suddenly, Zhu Tianpeng's pupils shrank, and he seemed to have thought of something. He no longer cared about looking at the ruins of Nantianmen, and quickly returned to the land of Tianhe.
Looking around, the Tianhe River has been broken at this moment, the dam has been destroyed countless holes, a steady stream of Nine Heavens Weak Water overflowed from it, and finally fell into the endless darkness.
In the Tianhe Station, countless ruins of buildings stand. From a distance, you can see broken weapons, broken armor, and blood-stained stones on the ground. The air of desolation is so permeable that no one can ignore it.
"No~"
His eyes were reddish, and Zhu Tianpeng's breathing became rapid.
He left the Three Realms that year and left behind his father Zhu Gangqiang. Because he was strong enough, Heaven did not dare to do anything to Zhu's father.
But things are different now.
The thirty-three days were broken, the heaven was destroyed, and countless monks died. What about Mr. Zhu? Is he dead or alive?
As soon as he thought about it, Zhu Tianpeng didn't care about anything else and quickly flew towards Marshal Tianhe's Mansion.
When he arrived, he could see that the Marshal's Mansion was still relatively intact, but there were also countless broken weapons scattered inside. The soil and ground were pitch black, and under the light, you could faintly see the bloody light emerging from it.
Especially in the hall of the Marshal's Mansion, where the cauldron lid was blown off, you can see an armored figure sitting on the main seat holding a sword. There is no breath of life or any bones in it, but it is covered with
The scars represent what a huge blow the Lord of Armor has suffered.
"Father!"
Clenching his fists, Zhu Tianpeng subconsciously let out a low voice. Although he was an outsider occupying the real Zhu Tianpeng's body, he gave absolute respect to Zhu Gangqiang.
But what about now?
died!
Zhu's father died in the battle, and not even his body was left behind. Just a statue of armor and a sharp blade sitting there, like a guardian angel, insisting on not leaving.
"From nothing to something, from something to nothing..."
At this moment, a mysterious voice resounded in Zhu Tianpeng's mind, and the aura on his whole body was constantly restless. Sometimes it rose rapidly, and sometimes it fell suddenly. During the ups and downs, the aura that could destroy the world was transmitted.
At this moment, the Ninth Wilderness was shaken. In the dim light of the endless stars, countless creatures couldn't help but shudder. The monks at the realm of Golden Immortal and above all felt the threat of death. They raised their heads and looked at the sky one by one, frightened and uneasy.
Said: "Who!"
"What a terrifying smell!"
"It's in the direction of the old site of Heaven. Someone appears there!"
"..."
Under such circumstances, the entire Ninth Prehistoric World ushered in a restlessness. Countless monks could not come out and did not want to be contaminated. Countless monks went to the direction of the old heaven in an attempt to find out. Countless creatures knelt down and prayed in the hope of this disaster.
You can go there early.
Under such circumstances, three hundred years passed in a blink of an eye.
On this day, at the old site of Tianhe, a figure walked to the bank of Tianhe and stood there blankly, watching the weak water wandering below, and the fluctuating aura around him began to calm down and stabilize.