Who should I talk to about my worries?
No one can say.
A bright moon rises slowly. Amazing at this ultra-bright color. Even the light will be destroyed. However, when the bright moon appeared, everything changed.
What darkness is truth? The moon is empty, then this is the truth of this world.
This is another light. When the sun sets and the darkness of the human world is ushered in, only the bright moon and stars can bring direct guidance to the people of the world, so that they can find their way back in this dark sky.
That line of white clothes is the person on the way back. However, he kept his hands raised and his head lowered.
In the distance, there was an endless roar. Nearby, there is silence. Perhaps, it was that person's contemplation that made everything in the world unable to invade him.
He just extended his hand. Push forward slightly. It was to block the punch that could destroy the world.
One punch, and another. From the shocking roar, it returned to the dullness again, but it was from the very beginning to the end.
The loud roar is gone. Even the slightest shock is gone.
At this moment, everything is silent.
When this round of bright moon rises slowly, countless moonlight extends to the surroundings, thus dispelling the deep darkness and overturning the truth set by others.
However, when this truth is overturned. How can the traces of the past be easily dissipated? After all, they have caused damage that is difficult to erase.
This is not nothingness. It can be said that this is more terrifying than nothingness.
Nothingness, just everything in the world has been wiped out. But here, what is left?
There was only black thunder rushing, and not even the moonlight could drive it away.
What kind of thunder is this? Even the darkness here can be driven away by the moonlight, but the thunder cannot be swept away. What kind of thunder in the whole world can withstand this light?
The wind from all directions hits the verses, inch by inch. One after another, they broke in the void. But it was so strong that the whole world was shaking. Including, the second most difficult place.
"Heaven and earth disappeared... The original purgatory and plasma inflammation also disappeared with one punch. The supreme rules here were actually destroyed by one punch."
The figure in the second difficulty sighed softly in the turbid air.
In the past, he also wielded this terrifying power. This is the second level of terror in the Sky Realm.
Unfortunately, now he can only tremble under the power he once possessed.
Immortal, under this power. It is capable of fighting. But, how long can it last?
It can't last long because this power exceeds the rules. Their immortality can be called a rule to a certain extent.
But the surging black thunder still exists under this power and cannot be erased.
Above the moonlight, it was still dark. Occasionally there are a few wisps of red, faintly visible.
The moonlight still couldn't completely cover up the ominous light coming from above. But they are evenly matched, making it difficult for those three words of blood to appear in the world again.
What exactly is the Sifang World?
Countless thunders surround the fourteen black spots.
It's just fourteen black dots. However, at these points, there are figures standing.
The fourteen most powerful figures in this world.
Each of these figures is majestic, stretching thousands of miles, making the world tremble.
The golden armor was nothing but light in the eyes of the white man. Within this golden light, there is no golden battle armor. It was a tattered armor, stained by the vicissitudes of countless years, but inside the armor was still a strong and majestic body.
At this moment, thunder surged from all directions. But it was still too quiet, so quiet that it was terrifying, as if this world had become a realm of death.
In these countless years, how many such realms of death have there been? There are thirteen figures, which have been roaring. But when the sound came out of his mouth, it completely disappeared and became silent.
If only there was silence, that's all. In the spread of countless thunders, there was the smell of blood. Although it was very light, it continued, as if in the thunder, an earth-shattering killing was taking place. The scope of the killing was so large that it turned the entire thunder into a hell.
Silent and bloody. It turned into an invisible pressure, which became increasingly dense and heavy on everyone, as if the whole world was pressing on people, making it impossible for everyone to stand up.
But it all comes from a premise. There is no taller one in the world.
The presence of that white cloth allowed those behind him to breathe. "Is it scary?"
This is the only sound in heaven and earth.
This silent realm of death cannot intercept this voice.
Just like the branches of a begonia that are about to fade, new green leaves appear in layers. There is a small bud hidden among them, only slightly glowing with red.
Although the red color is not gorgeous, what does it matter if the begonia is really withered? This flower bud is hidden only for a moment. When the begonia withers, it blooms to its fullest.
When the buds take shape, they bloom truly full and heartily. So, what is there in this world that can block this gorgeous scene?
The fact that this voice can resound in this silent place means that the source can be seen as extraordinary.
The man in white lowered his head and looked at the trembling god beneath him. This majestic and tall mountain was actually scary.
"It's indeed scary." The man in white sighed softly.
Thirteen existences of the second level of the Sky Realm exist in the whole world. I am afraid that only the Martial Ancestor and the Lord of the Netherworld are known to be able to compete.
Martial Ancestor obviously paid a heavy price back then, but what about the Lord of the Netherworld? So again.
"At this moment, I really want to meet senior Guanyuan Yuguan. I want to know what fateful opportunities their group encountered back then, and how they overcame the obstruction of these thirteen generals."
"And...the third difficulty that Martial Ancestor encountered..."
The group of Mo Chen cultivators back then were more powerful than Chu Cheng had imagined. This shows that the person who slaughtered Mochen will be even more terrifying to face in the future.
This level of horror is unimaginable!
"You Yi said, let me not use external force. However, what he meant is, what is external force? The death intention contained in this world is for me to use. This is my own mysterious power, my own power. Where does the external force come from? "
The man in white murmured, and the next moment his eyes flashed with shock. There is an ancient atmosphere, permeating from all around, and it is overwhelming!
At this moment, even beings like gods and demons will be overwhelmed by this surge of momentum.
With just a finger, countless black snows came, terrifying. The thirteen generals were buried in an instant. After a moment, countless lights burst out.
