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Swish!

The next moment, the knife washer suddenly appeared in front of me, the long red knife resting on my neck. I suddenly felt the skin that came into contact with the blade lose sensation, the spatial cells completely stopped, and a chill invaded my soul deeply. It's like a complete loss of control, and even if this knife cleaner wants to kill me on the spot, I won't have the slightest consciousness, which is simply terrifying.

Subconsciously, the Creation Building Ark in the sea of consciousness is to transmit a force, intending to suppress this feeling, and the desire to hate the sea is more like meeting a natural enemy.

At this time, all the strength in my body was mobilized, and I could barely block the biting chill on my neck, but my back was still covered with a layer of cold sweat, where did this knife washer come from.

"Yes, I was chased by the Red Tide Monsoon, and then broke through their blockade, and finally strayed here while tracing its source. If the seniors don't give up, please also tell me the origin of the red tide monsoon. "I can only speak hard at this time, this knife washer is very powerful, but I feel that his strength is actually not strong, if my creation puppet and the other half of the body are one, it can match it.

But in this place, I can't do anything about him, after all, I don't know this person at all.

I couldn't read anything useful looking at his empty eyes, and half of his skeleton was surrounded by countless black, charred objects. In the depths of the charred object, there were still red dots flickering.

At the same time, a foul smell came out, but it was quickly absorbed back.

"But why, you are a human race, but you have the breath of the royal vein of the gradual clan!"

The red light in the eyes of the knife washer raised a deep threat in my soul, a warning from my soul. At the same time I noticed a gaze searching my soul, as if confirming something.

At this time, I really knew that the knife washer in front of me was really a human race, and his physique was very special. It turned out to be a real human body, the most ordinary human body. It is the kind of mortal person who cannot live without breathing, and the essence of that kind of life cannot deceive people. However, this person, having lost half of his body in this situation, is not even dead!

This is simply unbelievable and incomprehensible!

"I have five seasons of sword intent in my body, and at the same time, I refined the tree of life into a creation ark, and made a great wish, so that I can refine the sea of bitterness and the sea of desire and hatred. It's normal for you to feel this aura, but I'm actually a human being. I said quickly, and then opened my mind, and even let him see the Jinpeng Great Sage and the others!

The knife washer's body shook slightly, and he seemed to be stunned, and then after a moment, he put away the red long knife.

"Hah! It turned out to be you, it turned out that you would really come. At this moment, the knife washer chuckled. I'm a little baffled, does he know I'm coming, is it the Thunder Emperor's acquaintance again.

But I don't remember this person at all, his existence is like a blank slate.

"Senior, do you know me?" I asked slowly.

But the knife washer ignored me, and suddenly turned around and walked towards the waterhole, limping as if he were an ordinary disabled person, and finally walked to the edge of the waterhole, half-squatting, and slowly wiping the blade, and after a full quarter of an hour, he slowly stopped.

"You are here because of providence. I'm not talking about that Haotian, but the real providence. You have all kinds of qi at all, and even the great luck of Buddhist cultivation is in you, and you are destined to be the legendary person. After all, the gradual clan and Haotian should withdraw from the stage of history, and no one can resist the tide of history. ”

The knife washer carefully examined the crimson blade, erasing the tip of the blade, the last trace of undetectable rust. Then he stood up, "I wash my knife to this day, and I occasionally feel that someone will come to this place, I don't know if it's good or bad." But I didn't expect you to come in, and you came with such a complicated background! ”

He said this without a beginning or an end, and I don't know what it meant, he was waiting for me, but why. At this time, he looked at me again, and a red light passed into my mind.

"Feel what I'm seeing!" All I could see was a flicker in his hollow eye, and then a hint of red light. The infinite images in it were changing, and finally a torrent of memories entered my consciousness.

Swish!

I closed my eyes and watched a movie as if I was watching a movie.

As far as the eye could see, it was all a blood-red world, and one after another red shrouded the whole world, and under the blood, layers of corpses were piled up. There are people, demons, immortals, Buddhas, and demons...... It was as if all the races in the world had appeared, as if there were beings in the world, and the blood flowed, forming a surging flood that roared angrily throughout the land.

They seem to be the roar of the dead, as if the screams of the dead, as if they are about to turn back from the final death and kill back to reality.

And in the red sky, there are three Terrans standing high in the sky, looking at these three Terrans, I suddenly feel shocked. One person's eyes formed gold and silver pupils, like stars in the sky, and he was covered in a golden robe. One person has white hair and green clothes, and thunder and lightning wrap his body. One person was surrounded by four swords, and his face was full of murderous intent.

Haotian, Murong Nan, eight murderers!

Is this the War of the Gods?

But they are obviously standing on the united front, how can it be a battle of the gods. But if it's not the battle of the gods, then who in this world can be so strong that even these three people can't defeat it, is it the so-called one qi?

Or is it not this world?

I was suddenly shocked, and the picture shattered, and finally Haotian in that picture seemed to notice it and turned his head to look at me. Just by looking at it, I felt a kind of kindness, a kindness that was full of nostalgia for the world. This is completely different from the Haotian clone I saw in the Little Immortal Realm, so what is the problem!

The picture was shattered, and I didn't dare to think about it anymore, because it seemed that the thought would elicit a more powerful reaction just by thinking about it.

At this time, when I look at the knife washer, I am even more vigilant!

"Who are you and why do you have such a memory?" This person's behavior is too suspicious, but for some reason, I just can't be hostile to him, as if this person is an existence I should believe.

The knife washer used his sleeve to remove all the impurities on the blade, and until the long knife was really spotless, he stopped his movements and erected the blade, as if observing.

"I am a person who does not exist in the world, an existence that has long since died. The only reason to exist is to watch the destruction of this world. But suddenly one day, I saw you in my eyes, and I saw that picture, and I didn't know if it was the future or the past. ”

"I'm confused, that picture has a longer story, but it is slowly lost in the years."

"All that's left is the last fragment."

"Now that you've arrived, I don't remember it after I passed it to you."

"But I know that this image must be transmitted to your memory. You are a very crucial person, and the destruction or rebirth of this world is all in your thoughts. "The knife washer has a lot of words, but the speed at which he conveys his thoughts is very fast. He didn't breathe, he didn't have a heartbeat, and the function of life seemed to be suspended, as if he were really dead, but he was really alive.

"Me?"

At this time, the picture in my mind became more and more blurry, as if it was going to disappear at any time. But at this time, the world map of the Ark of the Creation Building suddenly shook, and then it was as if there was a paintbrush between heaven and earth, constantly depicting that painting. Immediately, I deeply integrated into the world painting, and that look occupied my mind and lingered.

Thundered!

When I finished carving that picture, there seemed to be a magnificent thunderclap between heaven and earth, as if I had touched some terrible taboo.

Then I stopped and looked at the knife washer: "What will you become when this picture is given to me!" ”

My instinct told me that the being on the other side would soon disappear. Not even I can stop it, no one can stop it.

"I'm going to really disappear and I'm not going to disappear. However, until the Gradual Race is truly extinct, I will continue to exist, but I will not be able to get out of this place. ”

The knife washer sighed, and then said: "The existence of the red tide monsoon, you are indeed right when you explore space, this is indeed the cause of the red tide monsoon, you look at the aurora galaxy underground, take a closer look!" ”

I heard the words and looked at the galaxy next to me, the points of light were pure and soft, flashing with light, flowing slowly. It seemed to flow out of the pool, slowly emanating into the space, and finally slowly gathering and falling in the sky. It's like a whole ecosystem, and it's constantly circulating.

I was about to answer the knife washer, but then I suddenly realized that something was wrong, and I stretched out my hand.

The Aurora River, with its trail, touched my finger and immediately bypassed it. This was a very normal reaction, but I found that the aurora galaxy wrapped around my finger was flowing in the opposite direction of the galaxy in my cognition, from the outer step to the waterhole. Then I put my consciousness to the maximum, and I was surprised to find that everything was wrong!

The Aurora Galaxy flows in the exact opposite direction to what I saw just now, the river radiates light from the waterhole, scatters through the stone statues, and finally gathers at the bottom, forming a river that flows backwards and eventually flows into the waterhole from bottom to top!

"How so!"

I frowned and asked in surprise, it was a subversion of my perception.

"It all starts with the red tide monsoon!"