After the formation of the silver beam, there was another world. Mo Liang stepped in, and suddenly came from the underground void to an unknown dome. It is as if time and space are distorted, and there is space flowing like water waves at any time, making the people in it also ripple.

Mo Liang's eyes widened, and he felt extremely surprised. "It's amazing!" he looked at his body like water in amazement, and remembered the majestic voice in his ears, "Inheritor, come." Looking up, there was a figure faintly in the distance in the turbulence of space, and the space flowed, making the person seem a little illusory. Mo Liang took a step, with a feeling like paddling, and went to the other side.

Closer, this is the back of a majestic man in a black robe.

"Seniors. Mo Liang bowed. Although he was still a little ignorant, he also knew that this person must be the owner of the mysterious red man.

With a faint and vicissitudes of life, the figure sitting cross-legged in the void slowly turned around and faced Mo Liang. It was an old face, with scattered black hair that had gray roots, white eyebrows and tails, and a bright eye. On his eyebrows and forehead, there is a golden light on the word "instant", which seems to tear open the channel of the soul on the body, and the golden light of the soul overflows.

"I'm instantaneous!" the man's mouth opened slightly, and immediately there was a rumbling sound, vibrating.

Mo Liang was startled, and looked at the old man's eyes full of horror. For a moment, he seemed to be stunned, and looked at the old man blinking in a daze.

This appearance made a gentle smile appear instantly.

"Inheritor, what's your name, and where are you from?"

"Senior, my name is Mo Liang. Uh, which hole?" Mo Liang immediately bowed and replied, but was slightly puzzled by the question.

"Hehe, I forgot, you are now called 'City'. What city are you from?"

"Northwest Holy City, North Village. Mo Liang replied, but vaguely felt that the Northwest Holy City did not seem to be the same as the "North Village Cave".

After thinking about it for a moment, he shook his head helplessly, "Well, I don't know what you said." In the blink of an eye, it has been claustrophobic for so many years, and the outside world has gradually forgotten. Now that my limit is approaching, the era of the apocalypse is in the past. ”

He sighed abruptly.

"Senior......" Mo Liang opened his mouth slightly, but he didn't know what to say.

He waved his hand, raised his head and said, "Do you know that I am the last Apocalypse?"

Mo Liang shook his head, "I don't know." ”

Instantly, his eyes became in a trance, he took a deep breath, and talked about the past.

"Countless years ago, the demon beasts in the United States were rampant and devouring people. Our human race is as cheap as grass and has been bullied, living in the ground, not seeing the light of day all year round, people are only 50 years old, 89 out of 10 died early, and they have been in danger of extinction several times. At that time, how many heroes stepped forward, and they dared to fight against the demons and beasts of thousands of mountains and fields, blood spilled in the sky, and corpses were all over the ground. The living, with the dried blood of the victims, led the tribesmen step by step out of the ground, to fight with the beasts for a place where the wind could blow the sun. ”

"Our mission is to open up a world for our people, so we are called the Apocalypse. Although time has passed, and the culvert dungeon has long been a past that no one cares about, the name of the Apocalypse is still deeply imprinted on everyone's body. Instantaneous, Palace, Snowy, Cang... Every name is the brilliance and glory of an apocalypse. ”

"Now, the human race is rising, and the apocalypse is dead. In the future, who will shoulder the common people and protect the human race from being harmed by demons and beasts?"

Instantly deaf and deaf asked, and the old and shining eyes stared at Mo Liang.

"You are inherited by me, so you should take up my mission. Let me ask you, do you have loyalty, courage, pride, and courage, you may be loyal to your mission, righteousness to your clansmen, pride in temperament, and courage to burn, are you willing to use your blood and soul to help the common people and find the way?"

The sound was rolling, and with a moment of heavy questioning, the rippling space rumbled and boiled.

Mo Liang raised his head and looked up at his sharp and serious eyes, as if he felt the roar of the ancient battle for a moment, the sword was loud, the figure was full, and there was a heroic and decisive person. He split the earth, and the ant-like people crawled out of the cracks, and they stood on the earth, cheering with all their hearts, and the morning sun was shining and the wind was roaring.

"I can, I will!"

Mo Liang slowly clenched his fists, the firmness in his eyes was moving, he looked at the moment of the Apocalypse, and even forgot his inheritance, it was just the transmission of fate.

His firmness made the Apocalypse nod in an instant. When his eyes suddenly opened, the golden light shrouded Mo Liang.

At this moment, the golden inscriptions were like waves, and they sank into his soul from the center of his eyebrows. This mystical refreshment made his soul seem to be sublimated, and a heavy pleasure swept through his body. His eyes swished and squirted, "This is the whole story of indulgence!"

"Providence replaces the weak with the strong, and I intend to defeat the strong with the weak!"

In an instant, as the golden light in the last eye poured into Mo Liang's soul, his body suddenly became illusory, and his voice was far and near, as if it was about to disappear.

"The blood-colored mask is something I have inherited, and it is infinitely useful. However, the danger is even worse, use it with caution and use it with caution......"

As the ethereal voice fell in his ears, Mo Liang felt a trance in front of him, and he had already appeared in the underground palace of Beicun. It was clammy and cold on all sides, the twin flowers had disappeared without a trace, and everything that had just happened was like a dream.

"It's true!" Mo Liang muttered in a daze, and the more complete indulgence in his mind made him feel irrepressibly excited.

"Help the people, find the road!"

At this moment, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and he had an unprecedented sense of clarity about the future.

"I am the son of the Mahatma, the heir of the Instant!"

......

To the south of the Instant Domain, there is a vast expanse of snowy peaks. Under the snowy peak, there is a pure land, covered in silver, and the cold wind is cold.

The snow peaks are not high, they are steep and steep, and they are completely white.

At the foot of the mountain there was a young girl, dressed in thin clothes and flying ribbons, sitting quietly on this snow facing the snowy peak. Beside him, a scabbard was inserted into the snow, the scabbard was delicate and small, and this sword was a thin sword light sword.

The wind blew and the snow covered, and the girl remained motionless.

The wind was howling, and a black shadow appeared from the wind and snow behind the girl, running against the wind and snow. The snowflakes like knives and swords rode away in the wind, but they shook away in front of him.

"Manying, the apocalypse is instantaneous, and it is gone. The person who came stood still, it was a middle-aged uncle with stubble on his face, who was full of rough and sharp breath, standing behind the girl and bowing his head and saying.

The girl opened her eyes and showed a cold gaze. Looking up at the snowy peak in front of him that pierced the sky like a sword, the dark color flashed.

Wind and snow, even bigger.

......

Cangyu, Xuanyu, Gongyu.

At the same time, the three teenagers' bright eyes looked down at the ground under their feet and let out a deep sigh.

The era of the apocalypse is over.