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Zhao Han didn't see the broken bridge, what he saw on the edge of the West Lake was just a retro stone bridge that had been modernized many times, which had little to do with the scene where the white lady and Xu Xian met in the mythological story.

It's quite helpless.

A little disappointed, but to be expected.

Standing at the head of the stone bridge, looking at the tourists who came to sightsee on the awning boat in the distance, he suddenly felt bored.

There's nothing to look forward to, there won't be a white snake coming out from the bottom of the lake to scare him, and there won't be a big monk with a shiny head running to his side and saying something to him, "Nan Wu Amitabha, donor, your demonic energy is too heavy, it's better to take refuge in my Buddha as soon as possible"

There won't be a green snake running over to seduce him......

"So, myths and stories are all lies"

A trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and Zhao Han sat on the steps of the stone bridge, leaning his head against the wall of the broken bridge, recalling the old liar who had become blurry in his mind.

After so many years, he can't remember the old liar's voice and appearance, but he still remembers the stories that the old Taoist priest boasted to him when he was drunk, such as a dragon palace under the West Lake, and there is a white lady living in the dragon palace, and the white lady has a human husband.

There are still some big demons who have lived for an unknown number of years in the endless old forests in the north, specializing in catching disobedient children to make tooth sacrifices.

The old Taoist priest had forgotten the knowledge of drawing talismans to cheat money, and these words, which were obviously used to scare children, became his only memory of the old Taoist priest, and these memories proved that he did not jump out of the cracks in the stones, and he also had young, ignorant, and childlike times.

Before he died, take a look at the beauty of this West Lake and see if the old liar had deceived him again.

Great, isn't it?

Burying his head between his knees, he felt the snowflakes falling around him pass through his body, turning into rain flowing on the stone steps, Zhao Han lowered his head and looked at the traces of the snow flowing, just watching quietly.

After a long time, he stroked his face with both hands, erased the traces left by the snow, and then stood up.

Step into the lake!!

The tight-fitting denim outfit turned into a robe from underwater, surrounded by countless bubbles of air that bubbled out of the breath.

When I opened my eyes, all I saw was the lake.

Sunlight shines through the water to illuminate the space below the lake, and there is no Dragon Palace at the end of the view.

"Further down?"

With a frown, Zhao Han took a step towards the lower position, his body glowing with green light illuminating the place where the sun could not shine, just like a round of small cyan sun immersed in the lake, and constantly sinking.

Little by little, the dark bottom of the lake obscured the dazzling green light.

From the shore, the little blue sun disappeared like this.

At this time, the belated clouds above the sky began to condense, and the lightning and fire continued to shine in the air like a dragon and snake.

Thunderstorm.

Apocalypse!

......

In the mountains north of the West Lake, a few fossil-like figures who had been closing in the cave suddenly opened their eyes, and the rock-like dust began to fall off continuously, showing the gray robe that had been stained with dust, and the golden dragon pattern on the robe could still be seen clearly.

"How long has it been, in this low tide of aura, we can still see someone leading the heavenly tribulation"

"He's not on his own, nothing"

"This matter has nothing to do with us"

"Nothing to do with us? We are just waiting for that day in this forbidden soul array? ”

"It won't be long"

"Continue ......"

......

Are there demons in this world?

If you live in a remote area of nuclear radiation in the mountains, you will not doubt the authenticity of demons.

The body of a snake, the tail of a scorpion, the thickness of a water tank nearly twenty meters long, and the spear-like tail spines are definitely not known species on this planet.

Emerge from a sinkhole-like hole and let out a silent roar into the sky.

It's powerful, incredibly powerful.

It's also beautiful.

It's a kind of eerie beauty.

At this time, the pair of emerald green snake pupils looked at the southwest humanely, and seemed to see the direction of the West Lake through the endless distance.

Where thunder surges.

Let it be afraid, and it will be desperate.

The pale red snake letter spat out of the strange snake's mouth, and the huge scorpion tail did not stop swaying in the forest.

And deeper in the forest, there are creatures that are even more powerful and alive than it, and they are also looking forward to it.

......

At this time, the West Lake was condensed with thunder in the sky.

There are some dangerous objects stored on the shore that are as powerful as the Tribulation, and they are more powerful and more dangerous.

It was heavy truck after heavy truck, and the mechanics on the trucks explained their identity, as they were carrying one large "bullet" after another with runes carved into them.

Bullets were indeed bullets, although they were carved with dazzling runes and countless times larger than ordinary bullets, but in any case, they looked like oversized bullets one after another.

At this time, there are no tourists who come to the shore to watch the scenery of the West Lake, not only around the West Lake, but also on the streets around this world-class scenic spot.

Only one soldier after another, dressed in black uniforms, patrolled the streets on quad bikes.

From the time Zhao Han stepped into the water to now, it was only a short two hours.

Being able to do this step is enough to see the discipline and ability of these black-clothed soldiers.

But that's all it takes.

Looking at the clouds of calamity that had condensed in the sky and had not dispersed for a long time, a group of soldiers in black uniforms were all thinking about someone

Pinched a cold sweat.

Zhao Han is not the first person to survive the catastrophe in the real world.

Not to mention abroad, not to mention those that are hidden.

Just behind these black soldiers, there are many people who want to try to survive the catastrophe in the real world.

And this attempt has not been stopped for nearly a thousand years.

But they all failed.

Not only did it fail, but because of the low tide of spiritual power, those who tried to cross the tribulation could not even receive the real thunder tribulation, and the final result was ......

Yuan Ying cultivated but was unable to transfer the true spirit, causing himself to be paralyzed and become a waste, and finally died tragically under the sporadic thunder and fire, and ended up with a despair that made the latecomers despair, which is the normal state of cultivators, and it is also the greatest humiliation.

At least on the bright side, no one has ever actually been able to see a complete Heavenly Tribulation appear.

But today, the flickering lightning and thunder in the sky, as well as the depressing coercion, all represent one thing.

The thunderstorm that has been separated from the world for thousands of years has come today. (To be continued.) )