Everything had changed, and at first, there was no life here, only a white-clothed figure, as if asleep, lying in this nameless time and space.

But at this time, the white-clothed figure disappeared.

Instead, there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

Jiang Yu's heart was violently shaken, because all this was too real, and when he looked at it, there were all corpses on the ground, and there were corpses lying there, in a mess.

Broken bones, flesh and blood, many mutilated, dead and incomplete.

A thick bloody aura permeated the void, and even the entire void turned a faint red, and the smell of blood made people want to vomit.

"How do you see this?"

Jiang Yu couldn't understand that what he saw now was too real, as if it was real, and he understood that since he saw it, there must be a reason.

He moved, moving forward at a rapid pace.

And everywhere they passed, all the bones were corpses, and the blood gathered into a river, and the bones were piled up like a mountain, and the vast earth was a scarlet color.

All this is hopeless, and at a cursory glance, it is impossible to calculate how many people died.

There are dead bodies everywhere, and there is no boundlessness.

It's as if all the creatures in Kyushu have died.

For half an hour, where Jiang Yu passed, there were only dead bodies, and there was no life.

It's like going through a great war that destroys the heavens and the earth, and all living beings are slaughtered, leaving no one alive.

Although he knew in his heart that all this should be false, Jiang Yu couldn't help but clench his fists, and his heart was agitated.

Kindness?

Suddenly, Jiang Yu's gaze froze, his body stiffened, and his eyes were fixed on the pile of corpses below.

"What the hell is going on?"

Jiang Yu's body trembled slightly, and in the pile of corpses, he actually saw some familiar faces.

Those are the people of the Breeze View!

"Brother Martial King. ”

Suddenly, Jiang Yu's heart was shocked, and his gaze stayed on the body of one of the figures, that person, he was too familiar.

That is clearly the Martial King, the brother he made in the Qingfeng Temple.

"Summer Fire Dance!"

"Liu Qingyan!"

"Lin Luofeng!"

Jiang Yu's breathing was almost stagnant, his heart seemed to have been hit by a sledgehammer, and his face turned a little pale.

Those dead figures were all people he knew, and they were his friends.

In his heart, he became more and more uneasy.

"Brother Wuwang, they are still in Qingfeng Temple, they are still alive and well, it is impossible to die, so what is going on with all this?"

Jiang Yu became more and more uneasy in his heart, originally he thought that what he saw might be what had happened in the past, but now, he looked at King Wu and saw familiar people.

This also means that none of this is in the past.

In his heart, there was a bold guess......

Above the ground, there were countless corpses.

Jiang Yu's face looked a little pale, and it took a long time before he took a deep breath and forcibly calmed himself.

"Everything is fake, I can't believe it, all this is an illusion!"

Jiang Yu whispered, suppressing the guess in his mind, a hint of firmness flashed in his eyes, he looked away and continued to move forward.

However, it wasn't long before his body trembled.

Among the many corpses, he saw a familiar person again, and that familiar face made him a little unable to suppress his emotions at this moment.

Zhou Changshan, Zhou Xiangrui!

The people of the whole Daji Village!

They were brutally murdered, placed together on an altar, piled up in a mountain, as if it were some kind of ritual.

Yes!

Jiang Yu couldn't help but roar angrily, some bloodshot appeared in his eyes, all this was too real.

"Why should I see this!"

Jiang Yu let out an angry roar, facing the void, his voice rolling, as if ten thousand thunderbolts were crushing him, he was questioning, but no one could answer him, everyone died.

It took a long time for him to suppress his excitement and move on.

In his heart, the uneasiness grew stronger and stronger.

An hour later, Jiang Yu stopped again.

Mu Qingying, Bai Shan Baixin, he saw their corpses.

Jiang Yu stood in the void and stretched out his hand, as if trying to catch them.

His hands trembled a little, and his face became a little paler.

"Everything is false and unreal, Jiang Yu, don't be deceived by all this. ”

Jiang Yu whispered, he was admonishing himself, and said to his deep heart.

He wanted to get himself out of it all.

In fact, his will has always been firm, and ordinary visions will never affect him, but what he sees now are the people he cherishes and cares about the most.

These people are the most important part of his heart, and now seeing their deaths, how can Jiang Yu be indifferent?

He is not a hard-hearted person, he has love and tears, flesh and blood, but he has always been strong to carry everything and is good at hiding the pain he has suffered, but it does not mean that he will not be sad.

Now Jiang Yu feels heartache!

"Moon Han ......"

"Paper ......"

Jiang Yu muttered, he walked all the way and saw familiar people one by one, they were all dead.

"Second Senior Brother, Third Senior Brother, Fourth Senior Sister......"

Jiang Yu couldn't control the trembling of his body, and his breathing was heavy.

Although he knew that everything was false, he was so touched that everything he saw made him despair and make him sad and angry.

"The original Heavenly Demon Emperor, is it the same?"

Suddenly, Jiang Yu thought of the Heavenly Demon Emperor and felt the same way.

In the original battle, the sky fell apart, the world ushered in the end of the world, and countless dead creatures died, at that time, did the Heavenly Demon Emperor feel the same despair and grief as him?

Obviously, there is a powerful combat power, but it still can't be stopped.

The original Heavenly Demon Emperor, would he hate his powerlessness?

I couldn't help myself in the depths of my feelings, and involuntarily, Jiang Yu's face was cold, and tears flowed down.

"Jiang Yu, goodbye. ”

"Live well. ”

Just when Jiang Yu was in a daze, suddenly, a voice sounded.

Jiang Yu was stunned for a moment, and turned around like lightning.

"You ......"

Jiang Yu saw two familiar figures, which were the Golden Cicada and the Peacock God King.

With a gentle smile on his face, Jin Chanzi was waving to him, as if saying goodbye to him, and the Peacock God King also looked at him deeply, with a kind of determination and no regrets in his eyes.

In front of the two of them, there was a crack, as if connected to an exotic space, and a faint terrifying aura permeated it.

The golden cicada waved his hand as he stepped into the place with the Peacock God King.

Bang!

Not long after the two stepped in, suddenly, the scene changed.

A head floated out, lonely, Jiang Yu's heart was shocked, it was the Peacock God King, and he didn't blink an eye.

Beside it, there was a piece of broken white clothes, stained with blood, moving with the wind.

Jiang Yu's body trembled, and he seemed to be able to see the golden cicada waving and smiling at him.

"See? ”

At this time, in the depths of the void, a faint voice sounded, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.