Chapter 18: The Wind Rises at the End of Qingping

Under the dark sky, the continuous mountains, like a giant 'beast' lying on their stomachs, quietly waited for the dawn to break.

In the distance, there are rolling and magnificent mountain peaks, and the trees are verdant. Near the top of the mountain, there are strangely shaped rocks and vigorous ancient trees, as well as old vines the size of buckets coiled like dragons, and there are green grasses and fragrant wildflowers like a field, and you can see vitality and vitality everywhere.

However, a black hole suddenly appeared, and when I looked inward, there was a 'black' hole, and it seemed that there was no end at all, as if it had directly penetrated the Hell Huangquan Road, which was unfathomable.

It was like a huge lake in front of it, silent as a block of iron, without a single wave, and the most surprising thing was its color, pitch black, like 'ink', black and terrifying.

The abyss that surrounds the mountain seems endless, never reverberating, as if it will never come to an end.

"It's hard to imagine how deep it is!"

There is a pile of rocks on the top of the mountain, and there are a few vigorous 'ancient' trees, and I suddenly feel that the antiquity is full of energy, vigorous like a dragon, flowing with the breath of time, and I don't know how many years it has existed.

Accompanied by a few people hugging the thick old 'vine', among the vines, there was a human-shaped creature kneeling there, looking strange and extraordinary.

There are flowers, grasses, vines, and trees, and they look vibrant on the surface, but if you look closely, you find that it is very abnormal, and there are no living creatures around.

In the huge mountains and forests, I didn't hear the birds and beasts roaring, and I couldn't find any traces of ant and insect activity, so quiet that it was almost 'dead' silence!

There were no cicadas on the ancient trees, no grasshoppers on the meadows, no birds in the sky, just a deathly silence.

It is frightening, the 'ancient' trees cover the sky, but the primeval mountains and forests are so quiet, there are no birds and beasts roaring, and there are no 'bees' butterflies flying, all the animals seem to have disappeared at once, so abnormal.

Click"

The sound of shattering came from the humanoid creature, and the low roar seemed to reveal some kind of pain, as if it was struggling, and then it turned its body and slammed on the ground, looking extremely embarrassed.

A closer look found that he was a teenager, ordinary, featureless, and could only be regarded as a clear eyebrow.

At this moment, his eyes were closed, and there were a large number of wounds on his body, which had turned white, and blood was pouring out.

At this moment, there is a kind of sadness, an emotion that infects the surroundings, and it seems to be as silent as death, as if the world is crying and bleeding, which makes people's hearts feel depressed, and there is a faint pain, why is this?

There was a blank look in his eyes, he was, Chen Fan.

He could still vaguely hear the immature voice echoing in his mind, which seemed to call him Brother Fan from childhood to adulthood, constantly surround his ears.

The figure of Yue Rongxue closed his eyes and did not move in the last glance made him unwilling and afraid to continue thinking about it. There was a tingling in his heart, as if he had lost his loved ones forever.

Those friends, separated by endless lands, buried in the clouds and tides forever, and he didn't know where he was, and whether he could collect the bones for them.

In his ears, he could hear their call from afar, with sorrow, telling him not to go back, not to die! But he just wanted to go back, and not let their bones go through, the wind and the sun and rain, and the blood stained the sand!

Unable to hear the sound, unable to see everything, everything was blurred, Chen Fan felt that he was disintegrating. In the crash, in the fall!

If you are unwilling, the reality is so bloody.

At this time, he realized the end of the world, even if there are so many unwilling and desperate, the result of this kind of battle is sad and angry, his father Zi Sun illuminates the sky, Li Lao sacrifices himself to save himself, Sister Yue is ignorant of life and death, and the black-robed predecessors are afraid that they have died.

At this moment, his heart was like ashes, and he felt that there was darkness ahead.

The Gu Ancestor, who is known as the forbidden existence, countless elite Tianjiao, and the blood-stained black-robed seniors, have all been defeated like this, what hope is there to speak of? Although his heart is angry and sad, he can't see the light, he is just a person with ordinary qualifications, and no one knows how far the path of cultivating immortals can go.

People will never be satisfied when they are comfortable and ambitious, only when the mountains and rivers are exhausted and they experience endless despair, will they understand that a simple and ordinary life is a kind of happiness.

Looking back on the past, thinking of all the things over the years, his heart was full of pain, extremely remorseful, he had missed too much, since he was sealed on the path of cultivation, he had never seen his father again, but in the end he experienced such a death.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he roared lowly, thinking back on his experience over the years, like a dream, full of self-blame, with endless remorse, he never understood all this, he only knew that he was making trouble indiscriminately, but he was so powerless at a critical moment.

After the memory is gone, there is a strong sense of disgust in my heart, disgusted with my former self, so weak and hypocritical, will butterflies still like caterpillars? Will eagles still appreciate ugly chicks without hair?

However, who can guarantee that there will be no accidents in life? God always likes to joke with people, after all, man is just a small creature, a pawn for God's amusement.

Suddenly, his body was covered with a layer of blood, like a blood-colored flame burning. The violent struggle made him roar in pain, and the mountain was no longer peaceful, and the birds and beasts nearby fled in shock.

He was covered in blood red, and even more traces of blood oozed from his skin, and he fell to the ground, rolling in pain.

His skin was terribly red, as if he was about to drip blood, and everyone felt extremely hot, as if there was a fire burning in his body.

His body was in condition, and he felt more and more burning pain in his flesh, as if he had been burned in lava.

At this moment he could no longer stand, but could only curl up, almost all of them fell to the ground, letting out a painful roar, and the flesh seemed to be being stripped off, and his whole body seemed to be cut by a knife.

Tumbling around, leaving trails of blood on the ground.

Struggle, crying, rolling, screaming, almost desperate, loud screaming, severe pain blurred his mind.

It is an unspeakable torture, like being in purgatory, experiencing the most tragic torture in the world. The pain was enough to make many people with strong spirits faint, and it was difficult for anyone to stay sane.

But this stinging pain made his whole body have a rare trace of warmth.