The eternal night is coming, and all things are lifeless, this is a catastrophe on earth.

He is the strongest man in the world, and he must find the only two who survived the last eternal night: the drunkard and the butcher.

If you want to know the relevance of the eternal night, you must fight for a point of life for the creatures under the vast starry sky, and a point of hope for life.

Someone, who touched the iris of the world, trembled in this whole world, and he trembled.

Because the people who came were terrible, terrible enough for him to treat them carefully, they seemed to not melt this world, and as if they ignored this world, this should be an existence that can destroy the sun and the moon with a raised hand, and cut the stars with a knife.

He is Bai Ningbing, an existence in the Heaven Covering World, who has reached the peak of the Half-Saint.

Master, he was born from the last eternal night, a three-room concubine, carrying all kinds of things in the world, to this day, without a moment.

No moment is a kind of realm that ignores the rules of heaven and earth, called 'no moment'.

When he arrived, he was white-robed, white-robed, white-bearded, and white-haired.

Silently, falling from the void, on this white expanse of old snowfield.

Li slowly, the old scalper didn't come, he arrived first in white, under the howling cold wind, his robe hunted, looking at the two young people in front of him, he was stunned.

Their wine gourd, much like the one they hang around their waists, is poured with wine one by one, and these two existences who have walked into the realm of 'nothing' give people a kind of ......

After school, he was dragged by the thugs to a corner and slapped with a brick.

One, silent, with blood stained one piece after another on his body, has the taste of going out to chop and come back from the chaos of the rivers and lakes.

The other, pouring and filling, is like using alcohol as an anesthetic, to numb one's own pain, and it looks much whiter.

If it weren't for the fact that he was already 'unruly' and followed the slightest change in the rainbow wall of the world, no one would be able to believe that the two young people in front of him who did not have a trace of qi would be the powerhouses of the 'nothing' realm.

Especially Chen Qiye, in the world of cultivators, he just doesn't know anything about the Qi Sea and Snow Mountain!

His arrival did not bring a trace of turmoil to these two people.

It's as if there is only a gourd of turbid wine left in the world, and he just stands there, caressing his white beard, silently, quietly, and without disturbing.

After a long time, Chen Qiye slowly raised his gaze, his gaze looking far away.

Far away in the white sky, it became dark, not that the sky was dark, but that something appeared from behind the clouds, and suddenly suppressed all the light in the wasteland, because this was one of the brightest things in the Haotian world.

A huge golden dragon head, peeking out of the clouds, looked indifferent, and it looked down on everything in the wasteland.

The golden dragon head is huge, far in the sky, but it seems to have appeared in the wasteland, right in front of the eyes of all the wasteland spirits, all the details can be seen very clearly, the scales like a mirror, the dragon horns like a volcano, have a specific shape, but it is indescribable, the color is like pure gold, but it seems to be transparent, emitting infinite light and heat, sprinkled to the ground of the wasteland.

With the appearance of the golden dragon, the entire Haotian world seemed to have a sacred bath.

Even the sect leader who was far away in the Xiling Temple was also touched, this was the supreme golden dragon from the Haotian Divine Kingdom.

The golden dragon slowly turned, its eyes like two bright sides, and slowly scanned the humans on the wasteland ground with an ancient silence, and his expression was indifferent to release the terrifying coercion.

Its will is beyond the will of the emperor.

Because it directly represents the Creator of all things, the eternal Haotian above this firmament.

The capital of the Tang Kingdom, a wisp of will!

Suzaku's eyes flashed, as if a thick fire was burning in its eyes.

The ragged old man in the old carriage trembled slightly, unconsciously pulled the curtain, and muttered to himself: "What happened? ”

His name is Yan Se, and he is the greatest rune master in the world.

Near Lane 47, the courtyard behind the old pen zhai, the smell of smoke is very strong, this old man drying clothes was stunned, raised his head, looked at the direction of the extreme north, and his eternal expression finally showed surprise.

His name was Wei Guangming, and he stood on the throne of God.

Above the South China Sea, a flat boat.

Chen raised his hand, closed his eyes, and opened them again.

It is as if the gaze has crossed all distances and seen the brightest thing in the world.

Academy, Sword Pavilion, Tianqing ......

There are too many, too many places, not to mention the realm of knowing fate, and even the upper realm of the shadows have felt this incomparably holy and vast aura......

"The light will not be extinguished, and Haotian will last forever!"

On the peach mountain, Lang Lang's chant was sprinkled, and they knelt down to the sky like courtiers worshipping the emperor, bowing to the supreme in their eyes.

The desolate people moved south, and it seemed that troubled times were about to arise.

Now the coalition army summoned by Xiling, the young cultivators are all gathered on this vast snowfield.

They, standing outside the snow camp, looked up at the vast light, trembling deeply.

There are records about dragons in the canons of Xiling Temple, there are also stories about dragons in Buddhist scriptures, and there are legends about dragons in the world, but no one has ever seen the existence of dragons with their own eyes, let alone a golden dragon, this mythical creature, will actually descend into the world...... Humans on the wasteland are going crazy.

Especially when the Xiling Temple coalition army, the eternal night is approaching, and the dark shadow is becoming more and more terrifying.

Suddenly they saw the golden dragon representing the light, and the people burst into tears of excitement, fell to their knees, and kept knocking.

More people looked at the sky as if they were demented.

The golden dragon unleashes infinite light, the light represents warmth and love, but the light also sometimes means punishment, when people dare to look irreverently into the light.

The next moment, the human beings on the wasteland ground screamed in pain, covered their eyes and knelt on the ground, never daring to look at the sky again, but the light sprinkled by the golden dragon on the heavenly dome was so tempting, and there were some devout believers who worshiped Haotian, looking at that place with tears streaming down their faces without fear of death.

The endless light fell, the tears on the believer's face were instantly steamed, and the liquid in his eyes was also steamed in an instant, turning into two green smoke and disappearing without a trace, and he became blind in this way.

A group of saber-wielding thugs rushed to the west, and the direction they wanted to go was the direction of Chen Qiye and Bai Ningbing, but a dragon head shocked everything.

There was also a small detachment escorting grain and grass, which was also shocked by the golden dragon bathed in sacredness.

They are Mo Shanshan and others from Mochi Garden, as well as ...... The child of destiny of the night: Ning Que.

All these changes originated from a visitor from outside the sky: Chen Qiye!

And his raised eyes made Bai Ningbing follow his gaze, and the light was full of light condensed in the long sky, majestic and magnificent!

"Golden Dragon ......"

The master looked up at the vastness, and was quite surprised and sighed, and immediately turned to the two and said: "This is Haotian's will, it is difficult to resist, the two of you should leave with me!" ”

He can not let Haotian find it in these hundreds of spring and autumn periods, and he has his own mysterious skills.

Unfortunately, no one answered him.

I only heard Bai Ningbing's indifferent voice: "Old Chen, this reminds me of that day thousands of years ago!" ”

Bai Ningbing pointed at the golden dragon in the sky and grinned, "Since that day, I hate this kind of reptile to the core!" ”

As he spoke, a wisp of breath swirled into the sky, and when he looked up again, the heavens and the earth trembled.