In front of this scene, Yue Thirteen just looks at it, and he can't help but feel comfortable.

At this time, he was standing in the middle of ten thousand mountains, with a beautiful waterfall next to him and a mountain cliff in front of him.

And beside the cliff, there was a figure sitting cross-legged.

It was an old man, with a childish face, fishing on the edge of a cliff.

The thirteenth of the month immediately stepped forward.

"Hello, may I ask what kind of place is this?"

He asked.

However, the old man did not answer him, and he did not even turn around.

"Hello, I..."

Yue 13 continued to step forward, wanting to come to the old man's face.

But at this moment.

There was a sudden thunderclap in the sky, and the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

It was raining in the sky, a torrential rain, a bloody torrential rain, with a pungent blood.

And the old man in front of Yue Thirteen also slowly turned around at this moment.

It turned out to be a rotten face that bleeds from seven orifices.

"Huh?"

Yue 13 was startled by the old man in front of him, and his figure quickly retreated.

And at the moment of retreat, he was hit by the debris in the arm, and immediately broke the skin, and the blood flowed wildly.

"Damn, how can this be?"

Yue 13 scolded, isn't this an illusion, why is there still bloodshed?

And even the pain is very real, as if this is the real world in front of you.

The change of scene continued, and the sky continued to make loud noises, like five thunders roaring, shaking Yue Thirteen's ears painfully.

Yue Thirteen looked up, only to see that the heavens and the earth began to collapse, the river began to break, and the Thousands of Immortal Island Shrines instantly turned into dust, falling wildly, along with endless broken corpses and flesh.

Between the ten thousand mountains, the originally magnificent silver-white waterfall turned into a blood-colored waterfall at this moment, and the corpses of countless creatures soaked in the water, completely dyeing it red.

The blood gathered into a river, flowing down the cliff layer by layer, running through the mountains, as if it was not the living beings who bleed, but this world and the world.

Boom...!

Suddenly, another loud bang came from the sky, like a heavy hammer, smashing heavily on Yue Thirteen's heart.

"The sun, the sun exploded. ”

Yue 13 looked at the scene in front of him in a daze, the originally fiery red sun suddenly shone out, turned black, and then exploded, and together with it, there was a huge three-legged giant bird, which seemed to be the legendary three-legged golden crow.

"The Golden Crow Emperor... Is the Golden Crow Emperor dead too?"

"Woo woo, the emperors are all dying, what about hope?

Yue Thirteen's ears suddenly sounded the cry of a man or a woman.

He looked intently and saw that it was a group of people crying.

At the same time, they are calling, calling for the most precious thing of this era - "hope".

Yue Thirteen didn't understand what they were saying, but he could tell a lot from the faces of those people.

Despair, powerlessness, and the desire to live.

Especially when these appear on the face of a young child, it will sting people's hearts.

In the sky, the color of blood gradually faded, turning into darkness, and something more terrible than blood in the darkness.

It was a myriad of black substances, which replaced the blood rain at this time, washing this piece of heaven and earth.

This is a black rain, a black rain made of black matter, in which countless living beings are slaughtered.

Then, those dead creatures were covered in black matter, assimilated, and eventually became part of the black rain, and began to spread towards the earth, eroding the land here.

Creatures fell in pieces, weak and powerful, even babies in swaddling clothes, as if these black substances were not for hegemony, nor for occupation, but only for slaughter.

Seeing a large group of children under the cover of adults, they wanted to escape, but they were caught up by the black shadows made of black matter, although those adults were extremely powerful and burst out with incomparably terrifying energy, but they were also instantly overwhelmed by endless black matter, and then, all the children were not spared, one by one, they were cut in half and slaughtered.

Looking at such a desperate scene, Yue Thirteen was terrified, because he recognized the black substance, which seemed to be the black substance he spit out of his mouth last night, but at this time, it was denser, larger, and more brutal.

"How so?"

Yue Thirteen was puzzled, but at this moment, a pillar of light came from a distant time and space, interrupting his thoughts.

It was an unquenchable light that pierced the darkness and illuminated eternity, and everywhere it went, even the darkness retreated.

The surviving beings were all lured by this pillar of light and began to flee the world that was destroyed or about to be destroyed.

Yue Thirteen was also pulled by the pillar of light, as if, at this moment, he also became a person in this game.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang that penetrated the sky, and the mountain behind him was eroded by the black substance and began to collapse in pieces, and Yue Thirteen looked back and saw a scene that he will never forget.

Mountains and rivers are discolored, heaven and earth melt, all souls are dead, and everything is dark.

...

"Starting from the Ancient Heavenly Road, the Thirty-Three Heavens, Heavenly Court, Beidou, Nangong, Ziwei, Thousands of Immortal Islands, Six Shenzhou... The darkness has come from outside the realm, domain after domain, and by now, the three thousand domains of the Eastern Heavenly Realm have all fallen, how many retreats do we have?"

In the pillar of light, the voice of the survivor suddenly sounded in the ears of Yue Thirteen, and Yue Thirteen was shocked when he heard it, aren't these terms those worlds in the mythology of the earth? Could it be that the world in mythology really exists?

"The West, the Western Heavenly Realm has not yet fallen, there is the King of Ming, there are sixteen totems immortal, and the God of Time and Space, the God of Light... There is hope. ”

On the side, the same survivors cheered him on.

Yue 13 looked over and found that the cheering person looked only eleven or twelve years old, but in his arms, he was still holding a little girl in swaddling clothes.

He was just a child, but because of the war, he was burdened with a maturity that did not belong to his age at such an age.

"Hope? Is there still hope in this world? In the battle of Gu Tianlu, the forty-six ancient emperors of the East, the imperial road was exhausted, and the enlightened people of the three major clans of the ancient heaven road were united to fight the darkness together, but what was the result?"

"So many Great Emperors, all defeated, now the darkness has swallowed the Ancient Heavenly Path, swallowed the Eastern Heavenly Realm, and is becoming more and more powerful, only the Western Heavenly Realm, how can they fight against it?"

The previous survivors sighed that they had also been high-spirited, but after too many defeats, the blood in their hearts had cooled.

"But... But we're not dead yet. ”

The boy retorted, his words full of helplessness.

"It's not dead? That's going to be soon, the whole world is falling. ”

The other party said that it seemed that no matter what the boy said, he could find a reason to deny it, deny others, deny himself, and deny the world.

However, he didn't know that his words made the boy's eyes red and his head bowed deeply.

Seeing that the boy stopped talking, these desperate survivors began to sigh again.

In their eyes, this world is over.

The other survivors glanced at the boy distressedly, but they didn't refute the few survivors who sighed, because they also thought so, but they didn't show it.

"Is your blood already cold?"

Suddenly, the young man, who had been silent for a moment, asked in a deep voice.