Traverser!

At the beginning, he was the strongest person on the Bright List, and he was also the most mysterious and terrifying peer that Wang Qiong thought was so far.

Even back then, the traverser was even more unfathomable than Ye Tian, who was in full swing.

No one knows where he came from!

No one has ever seen him either!

No one even knows if he really exists!

He was like a mist hidden in the abyss, and there was nothing to be found.

Back then, in Skynet, the traverser once appeared to invite Wang Qiong.

His gaze is as lofty as a pillar of heaven, and his ambition is also very human.

The Travelers, who want to create a unique and unprecedented organization, create a new order, and replace the glory that has long been decayed.

Since the farewell of Skynet, this man has evaporated from the world, and there is no trace of him in the world.

Wang Qiong didn't expect to meet him here.

"You ......" Wang Qiong looked at him, and stopped talking.

If it is said that the other Wang Qiong can still vaguely feel the difference between strength and weakness, then the feeling given to him by the traverser is that it is a mess and cannot see through.

Even, Wang Qiong felt that the person standing in front of him was not a living being.

It's a strange feeling.

"Butcher, goodbye to Skynet, you've also found your partner!" the traverser smiled slightly.

He was still as indifferent as ever, even if he smiled, there was a hint of unfathomable, hanging high as the sun.

"Have you done what you wanted?" asked Wang Qiong.

Naturally, he was referring to the grand blueprint that the travelers of the day had told him.

This man has to find a partner worthy of him and create an organization that has never been seen before, beyond the Twelve Thrones.

"Jiuding!" said the traverser lightly.

"What?"

"The organization I founded is called Jiuding!"

Wang Qiong's heart moved slightly, this name seemed to contain infinite magic, and it was pulling the distant future in the dark.

"Someday, this name will shake the world and shine through the years. "The traverser seems to be stating a predestined fact.

"Butcher, my invitation remains the same!"

Wang Qiong looked at the traverser, and for some reason, a feeling of extreme danger arose in his heart.

This man is unfathomable, but there is an idea and fanaticism in his bones that are incompatible with the world.

"Maybe one day, you'll come to me. The traverser smiled, not reluctantly, and the mysterious gaze slowly withdrew from Wang Qiong's body.

At this moment, Lu Li, Ye Mo, Wu Wuji, Yu Tianxin and Su Xuanzhen looked at the two of them with different expressions.

"Didn't they hear?" Wang Qiong couldn't help but be moved, looking at everyone's eyes, he guessed seven or eight points, and his fear of the traverser increased by three points.

This man was much more terrifying than he had imagined.

"Is there anyone else?" asked the traverser.

"Don't wait, he may be here in a while!" Wang Qiong said.

When they heard this, they all looked at him in unison.

Except for the traverser, everyone was extremely curious about this seventh person.

However, Wang Qiong didn't seem to give them a chance and motioned to Lu Li.

Airplanes......

Lu Li walked in front of the ancient monument, his right arm was lightly raised, and his broad palm probed into the ancient monument.

In an instant, the ancient inscription seemed to be resurrected, and the word "luck" on it suddenly changed and reorganized.

The end of the law!

"This is the "End of the Dharma Sutra", which records the imprints of the Tao of the ages!" everyone's eyes lit up, revealing incomparable fanaticism.

Lu Li used the key to open the "End of the Law Sutra".

Wang Qiong and the others took out the divine plan one after another, and one after another blazing light came out and sank into the ancient monument.

As if inspired, their bodies gradually lightened and floated towards the ancient monument, and then, an irreversible devouring force swallowed them into the ancient monument.

"This feeling ......"

At the moment when he entered the ancient monument, something in Wang Qiong's body suddenly woke up.

It's a kind of imprint engraved in the blood.

"Bow in the sky...... Someday...... I'll break the day......" Angry roars echoed above the ruins.

"From today...... I'm no longer Wang Futian......"

"My name is Wang Qiong...... The firmament that shatters the firmament!"

That picture flashed in his mind again, and among the ruins, the child's eyes were like a sharp sword, stimulating the deepest part of Wang Qiong's heart.

Thundered......

A roar of thunder pulled Wang Qiong's thoughts back.

The surrounding thunder flickered, like the chaos of opening the sky, and the dense air filled the heaven and earth.

"This is ......"

Wang Qiong stood on the barren land, and as far as the eye could see, there was no end, only the Dao Dao thunder and light intersected with the earth in the distance.

The scene at this moment is somewhat similar to the wasteland, only more terrifying, like the real end times.

"When the end of the Dharma comes, all the Dharma is extinguished...... In this space, there is really no one!" Wang Qiong sighed.

The world in the Sutra of the End of the Dharma is the same as the wasteland, and it is also depleted of spiritual energy, making it difficult to practice.

"What about the others?" Wang Qiong looked around.

On the vast land, he is the only one.

This place is too big, and even if the divine consciousness radiates out, there is not the slightest breath of living beings.

Wang Qiong gave up, he followed one direction, kept moving forward, and with the experience of the wasteland, this Jedi was nothing to him.

Among his fire rings, there is enough Emperor Heaven Jade Rice, as well as demon beast meat, even if he stays here for two or three years, it will not be a problem.

In fact, there are records of various scriptures about the end of the Dharma in the "Eastern Mysteries".

Each person's relationship is different, and the scene they see will be different.

What Wang Qiong saw was the vast heaven and earth, chaotic, with no direction, no support, and no guidance.

This may be his state of mind, or reality.

This may not be the case as seen by others, it may be a vast ocean of Ze country, or it may be a land of beautiful women......

Everyone has a different upbringing, and the scenes they see are naturally different.

The so-called impermanence of all actions is the law of birth and death!

Heaven and earth are uncertain, the so-called reality is reflected in the heart!

I don't know how far I walked, but a cave suddenly appeared in front of me.

The cave was so strange that it struck the earth like a knife.

Wang Qiong's heart moved, and he walked in.

The entrance to the cave was narrow, and it came to an end after a while, and the soft light came through, making Wang Qiong a little uncomfortable.

"Little brother, this is the strongest blade that has been passed down from generation to generation in the clan, whoever can pull it out can become the strongest!"

A woman's voice came, revealing a hint of fanaticism and longing.

Wang Qiong was stunned!

In front of her, on the side of the cliff, a young girl looked at the high altar with a reverent gaze.

Beside her, there stood a child, chubby, round, white, about five or six years old.

The boy looked dazed, as if he didn't know what he meant.

Wang Qiong looked up, and saw a blade stuck across the altar.

Black blade!

"That's ......," Wang Qiong's heart shook.

The black blade was like a terrifying creature, falling into a deep sleep, but the aura it emanated was ominous and calamitous.

"Sister, the clan elder said...... It's a cursed blade!" the child muttered as he tugged at the corner of the girl's coat.

"That's because no one can control it!" the girl's eyes were filled with longing.

"This knife once brought us supreme glory, but from the moment it was dusted, we were gone......"

The girl said, a gloomy look flashing in her bright eyes.

"Little piggy, pull it out, and you will be able to regain the glory of the clan and become the strongest. ”

"Why do you want to be Xeon?" said the boy who was called Piggy.

"That way, no one will bully us anymore. The girl's eyes became extremely determined.

She turned her head and looked at her only brother, her resolute eyes revealing a soft color.

"With my sister here, I will never let people bully you, this little guy. ”

As she spoke, the girl rubbed the boy's head vigorously.

"I also want to become stronger and protect my sister!"

"Then let's work together!" the girl laughed, hugging the boy into her arms.

Wang Qiong was like a spectator, watching everything in front of him.

It seems to be the mark of a period of time, permanently engraved in this ancient cave.

His eyes were deep and solemn, and he looked at the black blade that lay across the altar.

Even if it was just an imprint, he could still feel the strong sense of foreboding.

Perhaps, as the boy had said, it was a cursed blade.

The light and shadow dissipated, and time flowed in front of Wang Qiong's eyes like flowing water.

In the blink of an eye, the boy had grown into a teenager, and he had cultivated hard and laid an extremely strong foundation.

As for his sister, she is even more amazing, as a woman, she is the best in the clan, overwhelming the feelings of her peers, and enjoying the eyes of her peers.

However, she didn't seem to be satisfied with that.

Every once in a while, she would leave the clan, fight in the wilderness, fight with demon beasts, and in the experience of life and death, her cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and her strength has also risen.

As for her younger brother, with such an older sister to protect her, the boy enjoyed a happy and quiet time like a flower in a greenhouse.

For him, life seems to be free of any suffering and pain, and everything is full of hope.

Until one day, this clan, hidden in the ancient mountains, was attacked by a monster.

Night descends and invades the earth like a nightmare.

In the moonlight, the monster poured in like a gray mist, invading the ancestral land of the ancient clan.

Blood stained the ground, bones strewn everywhere, and horrific wails turned into a nightmare that lingered forever.

At that time, the boy was hiding under the stones under the protection of his sister, and through the gap, he saw that the people who had been infected by the gray mist had all become walking dead.

There is no longer human brilliance in their eyes, and they are like ghosts, constantly killing and biting their kindred.

Gradually, the blood and bones of those walking corpses gradually peeled off, and they also became wisps of gray mist, and finally became the same existence as the monster.

"Despicable human beings, you have looked back at the years of our rule...... Remember forever that you are just piglets in captivity of our king......"

A terrifying roar echoed through the mountains like a shouting declaration.

After the feast of blood, the monsters like gray mist were not wiped out, and for them, this was their farm.

As the night faded, the monsters left with frenzy and contentment.

The ancestral land that has suffered many catastrophes is like a Shura slaughterhouse, full of bloody bones, severed arms and limbs......

The former friend fell in front of him, and only a few bones remained.

The former relatives, friends, teachers and teachers were also buried in the loess and became a pool of flesh and blood.

Everywhere there were cries of fear and heart-rending cries.

For all survivors, the pain of being alive is heavier than death.

Wang Qiong was silent and watched quietly.

For ordinary humans, they have long forgotten the horror of monsters, and only those who have truly experienced death and killing know that the threat of this race is never far away.

There is a great terror hidden among the demon beasts, and many ancient bloodlines are completely beyond human comprehension.

"How so...... How could this be......" The boy crawled out from under the rock, his eyes trembling as he looked at the terrifying sight in front of him, full of despair and helplessness.

It would probably be the nightmare of his life.

"Damn...... We're too weak!"

At this moment, my sister's voice came from behind me.

The boy turned his head to look, and his body shook violently.

His sister, the woman who had once been so beautiful, had a broken arm, and scarlet blood was dripping down.

At this moment, she seemed to have forgotten the pain, and her pretty face only hated hatred, hatred of those monsters, and at the same time hatred of her own weakness.

"Sister......" The young man staggered over.

"It is a sin to be weak...... That's why ...... will be punished," the girl murmured, and she glanced at her brother, a look of determination flashed in her dark eyes.

This night is destined to be full of blood and sadness.

From this day on, the boy became silent, and he was bored with penance, not knowing whether he wanted to protect or escape.

The light and shadow dissipated, the same full moon night.

A terrifying roar shook the earth and was heard again.

The boy woke up from a nightmare, trembling and terrified, and memories of that night flooded back.

He rushed out of the house in a frenzy, but the ancestral land was empty.

Far away, the gray mist monsters were getting closer.

The boy ran desperately to escape, and when he fled to the cliff, he was completely stunned by the scene in front of him.

On the altar, the blood relatives of the clan fell one by one in the hands of the girl, and the corpses were tired into a hill, and the scarlet blood was like a stream, not reaching the black blade.

"For ...... Why?" the boy couldn't believe it, and he slowly walked up to the altar, as if trying to recognize the face that was both strange and familiar.

But when he got nearer, he stopped.

"It's too weak to defend ...... This knife ...... Blood sacrifices are required...... Get it...... can achieve the strongest ......"

The young man's sister was almost insane, her eyes were full of fanaticism, and she walked towards the boy with a sharp blade in her hand.

"Sister...... You...... You're going to kill me......" The young man was dazed, and a look of pain welled up in his shocked eyes.

Call......

Under the moonlit night, the terrible wails are getting closer and closer.

The shadow pounced on the boy.

Scarlet blood infected the boy's body, he raised his arm, looked at his blood-stained hands, and then looked at his sister who fell in his arms, the sharp blade coming out of his body.

At this moment, there was only shock in the young man's eyes.

"Too weak...... You can't ...... From today...... You have to protect your ...... ...... yourself"

In the night wind, the faint fragrance disappeared and disappeared into the arms of the young man.

"Ahhh......hh

In the dark night, the young man raised his head and cried, crying heartbreakingly.

This night, he lost everything, and it seemed that the cursed fate had truly awakened at this moment.

Stained with the curse of the clan and close relatives, the black blade slowly revived on the altar.

Thundered......

The gray mist of the monster covered the sky and rushed over.

On the corpse, the young man suddenly became different, he slowly pulled out the black blade that had been sealed for a long time, and with just one slash, the heavens and the earth were silent, the sun and the moon were gone, and the monsters in the sky were all turned to ashes.

At this moment, Wang Qiong's expression changed suddenly, and he finally felt a familiar breath.

"Old ...... Boss!?"