The blood and water are in the sky, and the evil spirits are flying all over the sky, desperately rushing towards it, frozen in the sky, and the clumsy fire and golden body. The book of life that Zhang Qi weaved emitted a thousand feet of light above his head, gradually blurring, forming a beam of bright light, pouring from the top of his head.

The clumsy fire around his body disappeared, and the golden body shed and became jet black. However, it was not his body that had turned black, but his whole body, wrapped in a jet-black battle armor. On the battle armor, there is no rune array, but it emits an incomparably vicious thoughts.

The evil spirits that rushed to the sky suddenly stopped. Then there was a terrified howl that receded like a tidal wave, trying to reintegrate into the river of blood. Zhang Qi moved, his body shuttled back and forth in the air like a lightning flash, and where he passed, the evil spirit disappeared in an instant, and the black battle armor was covered with bloody light.

Heaven and earth suddenly fell silent, and all the scenes, like reflections in the water, shook and shook until they disappeared. The mountain that reached into the sky became a chain, hanging from the void. Facing Zhang Qi and pumping straight in.

Destroy the world and sweep everything. Any resistance, any struggle, any escape, is as ridiculous and pitiful as an ant. The chains opened their eyes, rapidly enlarged, obscuring any other perception and cutting off all thoughts. But Zhang Qi still instinctively reacted, retreating as fast as he could in the direction where the chains were drawn.

The impact happened without any suspense. An ant quietly collapsed, without the slightest impact on this world. The space rippled again, and the scene returned to its original state. I don't know how long later, the white-haired fisherman, carefully rowing a canoe, appeared on the river of blood. There were still two people standing on the boat, Zhuang Lao Shi and his wife, gloomy and sad.

"He's too impulsive." The white-haired fisherman sighed. "In 10,000 years, he is the most bloody person I have ever met, it's a pity." "Mustard is my child, don't talk nonsense, he won't die!" Mrs. Zhuang Lao Shi was emotional, "Madam, that's just an illusion, you--" Zhuang Lao Shi comforted, "Shut up!" Mustard is my child! Separated at the time of the collapse of the Great Red Sky, he is back, back! The woman screamed a little with all her might, and the scar on her face became even more hideous.

The white-haired fisherman sat in the boat and muttered to himself: "The Great Red Sky, the Great Red Sky -- the top of the road, an emptiness, not yet an escape, not yet, a death--" "What is this day?" I thought that he had controlled heaven and earth, but he was still the slave of heaven -- "Zhuang Lao Shi also sighed with infinite emotion. "In the mayfly's heart, the ant is the sky. In the hearts of mortals, spiritual cultivation is heaven, and in the spiritual cultivation heart, we were heaven back then. In the face of hunger, food is the sky, and in the face of death, life is the sky -- now in my heart, the mustard is the sky, he is -- dead, and I will let him -- live to die -- "

Zhuang Lao Shi's wife whispered. The terrifying divine consciousness surged to all corners of this world like a tidal wave. Zhuang Lao Shi and the white-haired fisherman's faces changed suddenly, and they wanted to stop it, but they still gave up. I had to shake my head and sigh, just let her, find it, mustard, it's hers, God.

In the middle of the peak, the alternate space, is pitch black and void, with only a chain, hanging from the endless. The chains are made of unknown huge white bones, knotted, hanging in the void, motionless, suppressing everything. Occasionally, a five-colored light flashed upwards like lightning along the chains.

Maybe it's too old, and some of the white bones are knotted and corroded out of holes. In one of the holes, there was a pool of flesh and blood, barely recognizable in human form. Those occasional flashes of five-colored light would have knocked this pool of flesh and blood to ashes. But at this time, starlight will always flash in the flesh and blood to resist, and the five-colored light will be intercepted by a trace.

Gradually, the pool of flesh and blood revealed vitality again, like a rebirth, and the wound began to heal and scab. "I escaped another catastrophe, and my life is really big." Zhang Qi shook his groggy head and laughed at himself. I looked at the surrounding environment, the smooth and white cave wall, and walked to the entrance of the cave to see that it was pitch black and nothing. Looking up and down, I was like an ant, in the middle of a huge, white pillar that was not close to the world or grounded.

What's even more terrifying is that I don't feel the slightest aura here, and even my breath feels a little suffocated. And his own cultivation, under the inexplicable terrifying coercion, cannot be displayed at all. Here, it's the place of death! How can I escape?

Only by climbing, is it possible to get out. But Zhang Qi tried, the pillar was extremely hard, no matter what magic weapon was used, there was no pit to dig on it, there was no focus point, how to climb. Zhang Qi took out the spirit crystal, sat down and breathed, first cultivated the essence, and then slowly figured out a way.

I checked the storage bag, and there was something that made his heart move. It was a long, elastic rope, and the long tongue of the monster that was killed in the Dark River was useless, and it was almost forgotten. Zhang Qi walked quickly to the entrance of the cave, observed for a long time, and had a bottom in his heart.

There are many holes like this in the pillars, and there are many protrusions at the entrances. Just make a climbing rope, throw the hook at the end of the rope, wrap around those protrusions, and you can climb up. Although the risk is extremely high, it is better than waiting to die in place.

To make a climbing rope, it is difficult to open up skillfully now. The hook at the end of the rope can be done with a few magic weapons. Standing at the entrance of the cave, he opened his eyes and squinted for a moment, shook his right hand, and the climbing rope flew up, accurately wrapping around a protrusion ten zhang away from his head. I pulled it hard, and it was very stable.

Tightly pulling the climbing rope, kicking the pillar, exerting his limbs, he soon reached the destination. It was really a good way, Zhang Qi was overjoyed, and continued to climb up, until he was exhausted, and then stopped to rest.

But the joy didn't take long for it to disappear. No matter how you climb, the scene in all directions is still the same, and the front seems to have no end, and you will never be able to climb to the top. The mechanical repetitive climbing and resting made Zhang Qi numb. Until one day, Zhang Qi walked to the entrance of the cave, and when he was about to throw the rope, the five-colored light flickered, Zhang Qi screamed, and was knocked to the ground by the light.

At the moment when the coma passed, he saw that above, a bright starry sky, fleeting.