Chapter 138: The Remnants of the River of Death
"Ahem!"
A coughing sound was clearly heard between heaven and earth, and the old man, who had lost one arm, fell from the air, but his other hand was still clutching the dead branch.
Perhaps because there was a terrifying aura that had not yet dissipated, Rusi fell from a high altitude without any damage, and fell directly to the bottom of the Nanshan Mountain Range.
And the other five powers, which are even more terrifying, began the action of the five decays of heaven and man under the noses of many powerful and powerful people, the soul is decayed, the flesh is decayed, the three flowers on the top dissipate, and the five qi in the abdomen return to the source.
In the blink of an eye, he became a real dying old man!
No one reached out to help, just watching the five great powers who had lost all their vitality and cultivation just turn into dull-eyed decay, falling from the sky into five flesh-and-blood flowers, and fainting into the mountains below Nanshan.
Seeing such a situation in the underworld, it seemed that there was something about to break through, but it was forcibly pressed back by an even greater force.
The non-stop eruption of yin energy power surrounded the underworld, and the terrifying aura did not stagnate but continued to increase, and the fluctuations in the underworld also fell into complete silence.
Lying on his back on the ground, the old man, known as the Mourning Star, did not have much sadness.
Shou Yuan was already a small man, he voluntarily fell into a long sleep because he was worried about the juniors of the Dao Palace, and unlike those ghouls, he didn't care that he was about to die, and he didn't have fear.
It's just that he didn't expect that when the Dao Palace needed him the most, he didn't really make much effort, but was directly suppressed for many years back then.
But after all, there is a legacy... The spirit of the Dao Palace has also continued..."
The hollow in the old man's body showed no signs of healing, but instead spread uncontrollably with a stream of blood, dyeing the entire dead earth bright red.
After seducing out the five decaying qi and dragging the five great powers to death, he really came to the end of the road.
"Huh... Cough... Haha..."
The withered branch in his hand never let go, he forced himself to straighten up, and a faint artistic conception of death could not stop spreading, not to mention the ordinary masters and strongmen, even the top powers were unwilling to contact him again.
The surrounding void began to crack like a wither, constantly flickering with phantoms, as if it could be shattered with a slight force.
The old man's life had come to an end, but the light in his eyes was brighter than ever.
"I miss it... Master, brother, and that nasty guy..."
"All gone, leaving me a... It's time for me to go..."
I saw a collapsing aura slowly escaping from his body, and the surrounding space fell into silence.
Gradually, this old man, who has been called a mourning star by others all his life and has never been called by name, will have a bad breath, but he glanced at the dead branches in his hands...
An indescribable, psychic power that surpassed the divine soul and the will began to burst out.
No one can understand how he stood up at this point, and... Completely shattered everything about himself!
The little golden glow dispersed, and the withered branch that he had been in charge of for an unknown amount of time was also completely integrated into the thousand-year-old foundation of this Dao Palace.
A huge wave of yin energy suddenly converged.
The unbearable terrible pain began to spread, but it was difficult to see a trace of sorrow on the old man's face, but a smile couldn't help spreading, and then a breath like a catastrophe spread out, and the area where he was located completely cracked, and a hole was derived, bottomless.
Black air flowed into it, and then countless currents of water invaded, completely filling the gap.
A sense of extreme death of heaven and earth spread in it, and even the ground of Nanshan, which was already a Jedi, became even more silent, and no matter who looked there, they could only find death and aging, and could not see any vitality.
If the rest of Nanshan has been turned into a desperate area, then it is a complete place of death.
A divine soul that was gradually dying out in it showed a relieved smile.
'In the end, I still helped the teacher, see which of you dares to say that I am useless..."
Immediately after that, the heavens and the earth trembled, and all the visions turned into nothingness, leaving only a huge crack like a river at the foot of Nanshan Mountain, becoming a new moat.
Across the corner of the Nanshan Mountain Range, even the heavenly dome is full of the meaning of death and extinction, as strong as the power to cross will also weaken the combat power of three points, not to mention that if the power of the immortal method has been used, those dead qi are almost poison.
Whether you know it or not, you have to admire this old man's determination, and even give up the opportunity to reincarnate again, completely squeeze out the true spirit, and engrave all the avenues of his body in front of Nanshan, just to protect the place in his mind.
And he completely dissipated and merged into heaven and earth.
There is no such old man in the world who is called the Mourning Star, and there will be no more flowers of the same kind.
Silence, only silence can give those who have been shaken the space to calm their hearts, no one thought that just after the shot, it was already the end of the six great powers.
No one knows how much of the background of this old man is in that unfathomable Nanshan, if there are really a few, then these great powers present may not have the opportunity to get those benefits even if they are afraid that more than half of them will be destroyed.
Even if they had the consciousness to pay the price, they were still surprised by such a tragic situation.
After all, great power is not idle, and such a large number of surviving generations is already a situation in which the great world is in this world, and the great power left over from all generations has come out together.
That's less than three digits, and the loss of six at once can be said to be an immeasurable loss to their world, especially when the other worlds are about to merge, who knows what the situation of the other worlds is?
Maybe the top powers can understand some things to some extent, but the rest of the powers don't have this ability, so naturally self-preservation has become their best choice.
The secrets of the Nanshan Inner Dao Palace's relics and the fight against the Northland Wolf Rider are tempting, but for now, the price seems to be very heavy.
Some powers who didn't care about mundane changes directly retreated, and the deity directly withdrew from the scope of Nanshan, leaving only a few divine thoughts ready to see what the situation was like here in the end.
After all, there is a lot of power left here, it can be said that Nanshan is the biggest and most chaotic chess game between heaven and earth, coupled with the legacy of the Dao Palace itself, no one can fully grasp the situation here.
And the old man did not hesitate to sacrifice his life to attack, and even dissolved the past and future to achieve a dead river that guarded the Nanshan Mountain Range, which obviously deterred many ill-intentioned characters.
It's just that the price... It's a little too tragic...
Everyone understands that there are no living creatures in Nanshan, even if there are no living creatures, those Dao Palace disciples who died in Nanshan have absolutely turned into terrible ghosts, and now a terrifying and abnormal killing machine represents their attitude, although they have not yet been born, but those who covet Nanshan have become their mortal enemies!