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Feng Chaoge was swept into the blood-colored storm, only to feel that the heavens and the earth had turned into a terrifying blood-colored, with a terrifying power that made the soul tremble.

Between heaven and earth, there is only the huge whirlpool, and only this represents the terrifying blood-colored wave.

Heaven and earth are so quiet.

At least, this is the feeling of Feng Chaoge at this moment.

The nine-tailed white fox stood in the void, watching the young man being swept away by the blood-colored wave, and suddenly sighed heavily in his heart.

"Could it be that even if it has been precipitated for thousands of years, it still can't change such an ending after all? Do you want to repeat the catastrophe of a thousand years ago?" The nine-tailed white fox seemed to have seen a scene from a thousand years ago, and it seemed that there was some kind of cruel memory that no one wanted to touch.

"Don't--"

Xue Liuli suddenly exclaimed, the soft figure, the green clothes, floating between this heaven and earth, looking desolate and pathetic.

She ran over like this, to hold the hand of the young man who was caught in the blood-colored storm, no matter how far away it was, even if it was the end of the world, even if it was the cape, she didn't care, no matter how terrible it was in the blood-colored storm.

In her eyes, there was only the boy --

Just like that, flying over, being swept into a bloody storm.

Her hair danced in the wind, becoming an eternal scene in the blood-colored storm, and time seemed to stop at this moment.

Feng Chaoge only felt that he was being swept into the storm, and his body flew towards the blood-colored altar -- flew --

This moment seems to have changed through thousands of years.

Suddenly--

A small soft hand grasped him, and he was stunned, and when he looked back, he saw the smiling woman.

"Y-why bother?"

Feng Chaoge whispered, with endless loneliness.

The wind is dancing, the earth is shaking, and the void is crumbling.

However, in Feng Chaoge's eyes, only the desperate woman held his hand so tightly.

Hold -- hold it tightly --

It seems that it has not been let go for thousands of years.

Heaven and earth burst out with a deafening sound, but in Feng Chaoge's ears, it seemed that ten thousand voices had been lost, and only the woman in green grabbed him.

The wind is raging!

Bloody!

The wind swept them up and quickly rushed towards the blood-colored altar, at this moment, a flash of determination flashed in Feng Chaoge's eyes, wanting to push the woman in green away, but an inexplicable force swept the two of them into the depths of the storm.

The boom exploded, and heaven and earth seemed to be only the two of them, and nothing else.

Suddenly, they seemed to have traveled thousands of years in a time tunnel, as if they had been abandoned by this world, and the bloody storm seemed to gradually subside.

It's close... It's close...

The blood-colored altar was in front of him, and Feng Chaoge looked at it intently, as if he saw the world on the other side of the altar.

He looked intently, and he saw it.

It was a desolate place, with reddish-brown stones, paved in that desolate world.

There, it seems, is another world, there is no other color, there is only desolation.

This desolation, connected by huge mountains like sleeping dragons, looks desolate and desolate.

"Could it be that this is the world in the depths of the Great Wilderness?"

Feng Chaoge was dumbfounded, could it be that the immortal mountain where the fairy birds flew outside the Great Wilderness a few days ago was an illusion?

Are there any waterfalls and flowing pills, where are there any pavilions, and what fairy birds are flying, are they all illusions?

Is there desolation in the depths of this great wilderness?

Feng Chaoge was puzzled, he stared intently, wanting to see through the thousands of mountains and ravines, but let him raise his eyes and look around, only to see one desolate mountain range after another, there were huge war swords emitting green smoke lying across this barren land, and there were blood-stained flags, which were planted upside down on the scorched black ground with green smoke.

Rocks, this desolate land, all the rocks, horizontal and vertical, very terrifying, and there are no people here, no life, some, just scorched and barren, tens of millions of years have not been visited by the poor mountains and bad water.

Suddenly, he saw a strong wind blowing on that desolate land, and he saw countless ghosts roaming this barren land, trying to devour everything in the world.

He was terrified, he was going to leave this terrible land.

He shouted, he roared--

Finally, he seemed to rush out of this desolate land, and there seemed to be earth-shattering thunder in his ears.

Feng Chaoge woke up suddenly, opened his eyes, and in front of him, there was still the blood-colored altar, and his hand was still holding the hand of the woman in green.

He turned around and saw the nine-tailed white fox looking at him in shock.

He saw that in the midst of the storm, outside the Divine Dragon Valley, there were more than three meters tall wolf-eared barbarians, waving the big flag.

The blood-colored storm has flooded the world.

The world, it seems, is destroyed at this moment.

In my ears, there is the sound of the whirring wind.

A muffled thunderbolt suddenly fell from the sky, slashing into the Valley of the Divine Dragon, slashing on this altar, and then, the altar erupted with unprecedented huge energy, destroying everything in this world.

Mountains shatter!

The Void is blown up!

A terrible thunderbolt would scorch the heavens and the earth, like the desolate land on the other side of the altar.

Feng Chaoge grabbed Xue Liuli's hand, to escape from this place, to escape from the terrible region in the depths of the Great Wilderness, where it is not the world, not the fairy world, there is no fairy mountain, there is nothing.

There, there is only desolation, like the desolation of hell.

The heavens and the earth thundered and exploded, and endless thunder and lightning hung down from the void, destroying the people.

The shattered mountains turned to flying ash.

This is like a catastrophe of annihilation, the violent energy bombarded Feng Chaoge's body, and bombarded the bodies of Liu Hesheng, Xu Heming, and the Xue family's dragon rider who shot towards the altar at this moment.

Take a final look at the world.

With the power of heaven and earth, it is destroying those creatures in the Divine Dragon Valley, and all the creatures in the Divine Dragon Valley are being shattered into pieces of blood mist.

It's horrible.

Feng Chaoge can't tell what is real and what is illusory.

He and the woman were swept into the storm and smashed into the ground, and the blood-colored altar suddenly seemed to be imprisoned by something at this moment, and there was no longer divine power.

Half the sky was stained red with blood.

An endless storm that has destroyed the Valley of the Dragons.

Thunder and lightning scorched the area.

Outside the Divine Dragon Valley, those strong people looked at the Divine Dragon Valley that was destroyed by their own hands, and their eyes showed anticipation.

In addition to this, there is greed, there is ambition.

They didn't see the world that Feng Chaoge glimpsed in horror, they didn't see the desolate and barren world, and they were scorched black everywhere.

They don't know that in the world in the depths of the Great Wilderness, there are no immortal mountains, no immortal birds, and no waterfalls and springs.

Greed, ambition, has robbed them of their sanity, and they don't know that the other side of the world, perhaps, is not heaven, but hell.