Purple flames surged into the sky, instantly burning the entire galaxy and reflecting on the ground. Even the falling stars are hidden in this purple.
I can only hear the rippling voice, but not see the brilliant light.
The altar is decorated with bright red colors, just like a pomegranate fruit that has been squeezed open and dripping with bright red juice.
Thousands of bright red drops gathered to form a stream, emitting a strong fishy smell.
This is blood, the blood of all the lives that died here in the vast remaining world.
The altar, which had gone through the vicissitudes of time and was originally dark in color, suddenly turned red at this moment.
The young man surnamed Lu held his breath, then opened his eyes wide, looking at the world on the other side of the mist, looking at the purple raging flames, his heart was filled with excitement.
"Spiritual power turns into a horse...Why didn't I think of this! I was obviously the one who came first..."
He believed that the ball of light in the center of the altar must be a valuable treasure. This is the tomb palace in the remaining world left by the legendary Donghua Immortal King. How can it be simple with such a formation and the things placed there.
At this moment, the young man named Lu felt jealous and unwilling. I want Chu Cheng to die in that great destruction, but I also want Chu Cheng to get that treasure, and I want to see what the treasure hidden in the great destruction is.
"This person is so powerful that he can instantly kill more than a dozen ghosts that are comparable to the Tribulation. In terms of strength, I am absolutely no match for this person." The young man surnamed Lu was thinking in his mind. After seeing Chu Cheng's strength, he felt that Don't take action rashly. Otherwise it must be him who dies.
"Let's see what this thing is first, and then make a long-term plan. After all, my father is not around now. When I find my father, I will find a way to seize it!" The young man had already made up his mind.
Cultivation is dangerous, so naturally you don't want to give it up to others when faced with divine objects. What is contained in this may be a chance of good fortune and a way to the future.
The young man took a slight breath, and a smile appeared on his face. He shouted: "Brother, come on! Get this thing! The spiritual power turns into a horse, so terrifying, so terrifying! You are really a role model for our generation! I really admire you!"
Although the sound was loud, it did not reach Chu Cheng's ears. There were sounds of fireworks burning in all directions, and stars falling into the sky.
Purple flames trembled in the sky, layer after layer of big clouds surged up, there were countless cracking tears, four roars of thunder, and the powerful air pressure was approaching step by step. But Chu Cheng was stunned.
He saw this thing clearly. I could clearly see the floating objects in the purple flames.
This is the thing of destiny. But there was no excitement in Chu Cheng's heart. Instead, his heart was stuck in the turbulent ocean.
"This is......"
"Xuan Tianjun...Gongziyu..."
Chu Cheng's eyes shrank sharply, then gradually widened, and he froze there.
The sound of the meteorite falling to the ground in the sky became louder and louder, getting closer and closer to him. The destruction was about to hit, but Chu Cheng still didn't make any move and stood there in a daze.
The so-called destiny is a mask.
A half-printed mask.
Chu Cheng will never forget this mask in his life. Because he once experienced a mortal world and turned into the leader of the Nine Heavens, Xuantianjun Gongziyu.
"Mountain spirit..."
Chu Cheng was silent for a moment, took a deep breath, and still spoke tremblingly.
"That's right...this mask...is indeed the mask that belonged to Gongziyu in the mortal world we experienced, that is, your mask..."
"It's just...why is this mask here..." Li Shanling almost exclaimed.
"Is it my mask?" Chu Cheng looked at the mask covered in fireworks and shook his head. He spoke again: "No, this is not my mask. It's just very similar."
"Are they really just similar?" Li Shanling spoke again with a heavy tone.
Chu Cheng was silent again, and then smiled bitterly. Said: "The life we experienced, that mortal world. Although it is an illusion in the mortal world, that experience will always be imprinted in my heart. If it weren't for Zhi...ruo, my eyes would have been stained with hatred. If it were not It’s not that the tens of millions of innocent souls who died in my hands willingly turned into the power of pure soul to wash away the resentment in my heart..."
"Then, there will no longer be me, Chu Cheng, in this world. There will only be a demon whose mind is filled with hatred and only knows how to kill."
"Forgot, how could I forget. It's just my mask. How could it be this mask in the mortal world? Although they are indeed very similar."
With his fingers like peeling onions, Chu Cheng stretched out his other hand and touched the mask.
Then, pull hard.
The fireworks rolled backwards, like purple smoke rising thousands of feet from an incense burner, and a waterfall hanging upside down thirty thousand feet.
Under this tug, the mask broke away from the fireworks and was pulled into Chu Cheng's arms.
A touch of coldness passed from the fingertips to the nerves, a familiar feeling. Unconsciously, Chu Cheng picked up the half-jade mask and put it on his face.
Just when this mask was attached to his face, the heaven and earth originally stained by purple flames trembled. The ten-directional void that had been dyed purple once again appeared with a layer of color, as if it was obscured by dust.
Gloomy blue ghost fires rose all around, like thousands of lights, one after another, floating in all directions.
When this little bit of blue appeared, the great destruction coming from above also paused.
There was an icy coolness exuding from the mask, and thousands of thin black threads floated out, sticking to Chu Cheng's face like thick water, and pouring into his body like a heart-piercing worm.
At this moment, Chu Cheng's body was shaken. His body became ethereal for an instant, and in this emptiness, he suddenly had distracting thoughts.
There are eight sufferings in life, seven emotions and six desires. The sins of the world flooded into my heart. At this moment, Chu Cheng's divine body showed signs of collapse and turned into a demon again.
At the same time, Chu Cheng felt a powerful force surge into his body. At this moment, his aura rushed straight into the three realms and was even stronger.
It's just that this power is not the power of belonging. This power is the power that can make him become a demon again.
In the palace, Taoist Master Hualian watched Chu Cheng put on the mask, with deep joy on his face.
"You have accepted this destiny. You have worn the divine crown, and you must bear its weight. From now on, you must complete his three regrets for the Immortal King."
Chu Cheng's eyes burned with red flames. Suddenly, the world began to change. Thousands of lights rolled back, and all scenery dissipated with the wind. There is only one person left in the whole world.
A person by himself, a person in front of others.
It was a magnificent ancient palace, and standing there was a young man wearing imperial robes.
The man walked step by step towards the dragon chair above, put his hand on the armrest, then turned around and sat down slowly.
The man raised his head and stared into the distance.
When the man in imperial robes looked up, Chu Cheng also saw that face.
On that face, a black hair was hidden in the crown, and a mask covered most of the face.
"Cangfeng steps on the moon and the dragon goes out to sea, sighing that the eternity is empty, how many people will survive the success or failure? In the palm of the hand of the ten directions of heaven and earth, the world's magic principles are accepted in the heart, but the destiny has not yet been clearly understood. The destruction of the eight calamities will eventually lead to reincarnation. Not acceptable."
When Chu Cheng saw the mask on the face of the man in imperial robes, his confused mind was shaken again.
That mask was exactly the half-hook mask he wore on his face.
The sound of breaking through the sky was finally approaching, and a great force of destruction came, centered on the place where Chu Cheng was, with a vigorous force and a world-shattering light.
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