The next moment, Wu Tian disappeared.
The evergreen leaves trembled.
Looking at the Kunlun Mirror suspended there.
Time winds like silk, and the precious mirror flickers on and off.
Then the treasure mirror jumped and struggled violently.
Then, the beating became weaker and weaker, and the struggle became weaker and weaker.
On the Penglai Immortal Island, the Queen Mother of the West felt her heart twist and vomited out a mouthful of blood.
"Lan Gu!"
Queen Mother Xi bit into pieces these two words with anger and hatred.
Twenty thousand years of luck was shattered at this moment.
The mark of her soul was erased, and the Kunlun Mirror changed hands.
Twenty thousand years of suffering finally came to an end.
The Kunlun Mirror's silver light shines brightly, like a bright moon hovering.
Wu Tian appeared, appearing in the same place as if he had never disappeared.
Only Changqing knows that the master has disappeared.
Appeared again.
The precious mirror in the owner's hand is like a bright moon, reflecting the owner.
Hazy.
Let him not see clearly.
He tried to get closer, but couldn't.
The evergreen leaves trembled again.
The master seems to be away from him?
Changqing was confused.
If he knew about time and space, he probably wouldn't be confused.
The current status of Wu Tian and Kunlun Mirror.
Just like the bright moon in the old days shines on people today, or the bright moon tomorrow shines on people today.
Then with a flash of silver light, Wu Tian and Kunlun Mirror disappeared.
But no one knew they were gone.
Only Evergreen, only Evergreen knows...
Changqing stared blankly at the place where his master disappeared...
Until the master appears again.
Wu Tian played with the Kunlun Mirror, smiled at Changqing, and said, "I'll take you with me next time."
Evergreen swung its leaves and was happy.
Mountain scenery, ink painting.
Outside the mountain, there is a rolling world of red dust, disputes over cause and effect, thick colors and thick ink, as if stained with blood.
Cause and effect are entangled for generations, and the killing continues for tens of thousands of years.
Time flies, and twenty thousand years pass by.
Cause and effect are like a net, blood and energy are like mist, swallowing up both the east and the west.
Great masters have come out one after another. Their cultivation has been stagnant for a long time, and the irritability in their hearts has been accumulated for a long time.
Either find a way to break through, or die.
This world wants to accept people.
This world must be cleared.
This thing needs to be merged.
The great power can no longer suppress their karma.
Killing is their only way out.
Seize luck and repay karma.
Killing a person who is as powerful and supernatural as them and returning him to heaven and earth is the minimum requirement.
As for them, they can take another step forward by getting each other's luck, spiritual treasures, and the origin of the avenue.
Fortune and misfortune depend on each other, hanging in the balance between life and death.
It's cruel and realistic.
No one can escape.
This is the measurement of calamity, the calamity of heaven and earth.
If you eat, spit it out for me.
If you take it, give it back to me.
As for how to pay it back? Should you pay it back yourself, or take someone else's to pay it back? Either way.
No matter right or wrong, no matter good or evil, no matter the process, only the result.
This is the calamity of heaven and earth.
Live and get everything.
Dead, that's all.
This is the nature of heaven and earth.
Right or wrong, good or evil, has no meaning.
The only meaningful thing is to live.
Creatures in the ancient world could easily live forever and gain a long life.
But Liang Jie told them that life is not easy.
From the accumulation of energy to the rehearsal of this calamity, too many creatures have died.
The ancient sky and earth were all dyed red.
And all this has just begun.
Because the calamity is aimed at them, they are already predators of moths.
Only when heaven and earth accumulate strength can they stir up their cause and effect.
They have become too powerful, so powerful that they have hindered the progress of heaven and earth.
They created all living beings, and all living beings in turn became their doom.
It can only be said that God's calculations are not as good as those of humans, and fate has its way with people.
