Chapter 886: The Years Are Long
As soon as these words came out, all the surrounding gods and slashers all turned pale and fell silent.
Half an hour......
Half an hour later, the river of years will emerge from the endless years, and they ...... will also gamble on life and death, step into the long river of time, and swim against the current!
Only alive to reach the upper reaches of the long river of years, they ...... There may be hope.
Li Lan...... Only then can there be hope not to be destroyed!
The Avatars and Dao Slayers who are still standing here at this moment, counting the Nine Tribulations, there are a total of three thousand one hundred and twenty-seven.
None of them knew in their hearts that they were going...... There's a good chance you'll never be able to come back.
To go here is undoubtedly to die.
But do they have a better alternative to this one option?
No.
The power of time in the air became stronger and quieter, and only the trembling sound of the branches and leaves of the old Yuehua tree remained.
The seriously injured Avatar and Dao Slayer sat down in the air, seizing the time to treat the injuries in their bodies, and were bound to recover to their peak state in half an hour.
Otherwise, it is very likely that they will be devoured and die by the power of time before they even step into the river of time.
Time passed, and after about a stick of incense had passed, a mournful funeral song suddenly came from the mist on the bitter shore.
When the cultivators heard the sound, they saw millions of dead corpses staggering in a long procession, all carrying a huge ancient coffin and walking here.
Yu Xian, dressed in blood-colored robes, walked at the forefront, holding a jade flute and playing a funeral song.
Jiu Tribulation also turned his eyes to look, and the huge ancient coffin suddenly rose into the air, flew straight into the sky above the bitter sea, crossed the cultivators, and stopped in front of the old Yuehua tree.
Many of the Dao Slashers sighed softly, looking at the giant coffin with a look of guilt in their eyes.
The royal bloodline of the barbarian god clan should have been free between the worlds of the universe, unrestrained.
It was they who were too selfish, and when he was a child, they separated him from his people and trapped him for tens of thousands of years, and now he has not seen the scenery of this world, and they will use it as a weapon against the Heavenly Dao.
And he ...... I don't know anything.
Jiu Tribulation closed his eyes and closed them, the bitterness on his face becoming more and more intense.
簌簌簌 –
The foliage between the branches of the old Yuehua tree shook faster and faster, and a trace of the power of time overflowed from each of its leaves, forming a hazy mist, enveloping the entire radius in it.
Suddenly, the sound of flowing water came from the distant sky, as if it had come from ancient times.
All the cultivators here were shocked, and they got up one after another, and rushed out of the area shrouded in mist.
Whoa—
The sound of the water flow is becoming clearer and clearer, like a storm crashing on the shore, like thousands of demon beasts rushing.
When half an hour passed, time seemed to stand still, and a long river of chaos suddenly appeared from the void.
I don't know its width, I don't know its length, I don't know its source, I don't know its end.
The rich power of the years made it difficult for the cultivators on the sea of suffering to breathe, and many of them had chaos in the years, sometimes turning into young children, sometimes turning into white-haired old men.
There were even several monks in the early stage of the Transformation of the Gods who vomited blood one after another, and their faces were extremely pale.
Boom!!
The old Yuehua tree poked out thousands of silver-white branches, some of which were wrapped around the giant coffin, and some of which were wrapped around the cultivators here, dissolving the impact they were suffering at the moment, and at the same time sheltering them.
The old man's hoarse voice came into the ears of the cultivators again: "You should all be ready, time is running out, we ...... Let's go......"
But at this moment, there was a sudden sound of breaking the air in the distance.
Before the person is silent, the voice comes first.
"You're in such a hurry to die?"
There was a bit of coldness in this laughter, but it made many monks here change color.
"Su Jiu?!"
Xia Cang looked up, and sure enough, he soon saw a woman in a blood-colored robe coming through the air, and her face immediately turned a little whiter.
The several ancestors of the Yin Ghost Sect opened their mouths, as if they wanted to say something, but they all turned into a faint sigh.
The Immortal Ancestors of the Mo Clan glanced at each other, and in their eyes at Su Jiu, there was actually a little bit of kindness and relief from the elders looking at the juniors, but there was still a little bit of distress that was not easy to detect.
A flash of surprise flashed in the eyes of the Nine Tribulations, but in the end, it turned into a touch of guilt and self-deprecation that could not be resolved.
And without anyone noticing, the huge coffin trembled slightly for a moment.
In just a few steps, Su Jiu came to the sky above the bitter sea.
Only then did the cultivators notice that behind Su Jiu was a huge white bone boat made of countless white bones, which was large enough to accommodate more than five thousand people.
Many Dao slashers showed joy in their eyes, and they also recognized Su Jiu's identity, and immediately exclaimed excitedly:
"It's the ferryman of this life!"
Jiu Tribulation's eyes were complicated, and the old beggar beside her sighed: "Have you changed your mind?"
Su Jiu chuckled: "It's not bad to take a look at the scenery at the end of antiquity." ”
As soon as she raised her hand, the white bone boat behind her flew steadily down to the turbulent river of time.
"The name of this boat is all beings, please everyone. ”
After finishing speaking, Su Jiu greeted the strong breath of time and stepped into the boat of all beings.
None of the cultivators hesitated, and they used their whole body cultivation to protect their bodies, and they followed closely one after another.
The old tree of Yuehua shook its branches and leaves, shrunk to the size of two zhang, and took root at the stern of the boat to shelter the cultivators.
The huge coffin buzzed a few times, and it also shrank to the size of a person, and fell steadily into the living boat.
Almost as soon as he entered the boat, the rich power of time rushed like a flood, making all the cultivators feel suffocated.
If it weren't for the protection of the old tree of Yuehua, I am afraid that someone would have died at this moment.
Su Jiu stood at the bow of the boat and glanced back, then put his hand lightly on the boat of all beings.
Suddenly, a gentle force of time rose from the boat of all beings, enveloping all cultivators, completely isolating the power of the water and moon river that harmed them.
Only, this is not the beginning.
When the boat of sentient beings slowly set off under Su Jiu's thoughts, the long river of years was roaring, and one after another huge waves slapped fiercely on the boat of sentient beings, impacting Su Jiu's protection.
The scenery around them faded away, and they went against the tide of time into darkness.
There were scattered spots of light flickering around from time to time, but no one knew what they were.
Suddenly, a huge palm broke through the darkness and grabbed straight at the Ship with destruction and anger.
"Hypocrisy!!"
The faces of the cultivators changed drastically, and the Nine Tribulations and several Dao Slayers quickly got up, mobilized all their strength, and launched several terrifying attacks to confront the giant palm.
Su Jiu only raised his eyes and glanced at it, then closed his eyes and drove the boat wholeheartedly.
If they can't even fight against this palm, what else will they go to?
It's better to die here.
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