After Qiu Ming put the unconscious woman in his arms on the ground, he immediately looked around, and found that the environment here was elegant and the aura was rich, and the most satisfying thing for him was that there were very few people here, and not even a single fierce bird or beast was missing. And there is also a small stone house in this cave, which is just right for others to cultivate in the stone house, so as not to be disturbed by others. At this time, the others hesitated slightly, and finally took out the thousand-year-old ice stone.

As soon as the Bingyan Stone was taken out, the other person's expression instantly became solemn as if he was facing a great enemy, only to see that after the other person took off all his clothes, he immediately put the strange stone in his palms and closed it, while the person closed his eyes slightly, and gathered all his magical powers. At this moment, a tattoo of the Seven Evils immediately spread all over his body, and even his handsome cheeks were wrapped up by tiny branches.

With a soft snort, a faint layer of inky black ice Yan instantly covered his whole body, and burned and froze rapidly, looking from a distance, he looked like a black ice sculpture, and the layer of black Yan burning under the ice sculpture, in the eyes of uninformed people, was his own Yan Qi resisting and attacking his ice rage.

And Bingyan is the most unfamiliar kind of Qiyan in the cultivator world, and it has always been regarded by cultivators as the most of the nine forbidden fires, and in the records of the Nine Great Yan, it is Yan that cultivators are not allowed to dabble in and approach.

At this moment, Qiu Ming's heart is very clear, if others are careless, it is equivalent to playing with fire and self-immolation, so for him this cultivation, there is no way out, let alone any mistakes and distractions.

At the beginning, others were still somewhat conscious, and both the body and the spirit of Yan couldn't help but tremble because of the strange cold or heat of Bingyan, and after staying for a long time, others slowly became numb, and even more slowly adapted to this kind of treacherous torment.

In the meantime, Li Xiu'er, who woke up, came to investigate him, and she was angry when she saw Qiu Ming healing. And still naked, the person involuntarily blushed, this is the first time she has seen a man's naked body since she can remember, and immediately others ran out in shame.

Since it was a critical moment for healing and cultivation, Qiu Ming didn't notice this situation.

A month later.

This is not a long time, it seems that Qiu Ming has gone through a long century, and his cultivation has finally paid off substantially.

"Broken!"

With an imperceptible muffled sound, the Bingyan Stone in Qiu Ming's palm suddenly cracked, and a thing mixed with strange cold and strange heat slid into his palm like a small dragon, but it was a black line. The slow march in his tattoo lines was like a first-class stream flowing slowly through a dry river. Everywhere I passed, it was refreshing, and released a strange fragrance of flowers, and the faint fragrance of the spleen and lungs made others can't help but open their mouths and noses, and breathe in the rich aura around them.

At the moment of fusing Bingyan.

There was a earth-shaking change in the outside world: everything in heaven and earth suddenly lost color, and even the heavens and earth in the Three Realms were not spared.

The three worlds of God, Hades, and Man have all turned into black and white, and the original ones are gorgeous and colorful. The colorful world seems to have been reluctantly stripped of its beautiful coat at this moment.

At this time, what is staggering is that a very similar scene happened in the Three Realms at the same time.

Rumble!

The originally bright blue sky and white sun were instantly covered with magic clouds. Covering the entire starry sky, watching them excitedly and slowly envelop the starry sky, as if they were greeting the demon lord who was about to come to the world with great joy.

Tear and pull!

With this deafening loud sound, the originally integrated Tianyu suddenly cracked a crack. The entire heavens were divided into two, and the blood as thick as ink spilled out of it without warning, and the speed of this overflow became faster and faster. In the end, it seems like the next never-ending black rain.

The crack was slowly creeping to the sides, arching into two arcs, as if something was trying to pull it open, trying to get out of it. And when the crack was almost half of the sky, there was a muffled chirp, and a huge round thing jumped out of it, but it was a piece of inky black sphere that covered half of the sky.

As the giant ball rolled out, a strong and domineering wind blew, instantly blowing the black demon clouds to pieces and completely dispersing them.

Faintly, a huge coercion came in an instant, it was a kind of pride in the world, who could stop me from destroying the world.

At this moment, the mountains, rivers, and buildings in the Three Realms were instantly flattened, and at this moment, all the flowers and trees, birds and beasts, and thousands of water tribes that failed to open their spirits were annihilated into nothingness.

Even babies who are still swaddling among humans, demons, beasts, gods, and demons have not been spared this catastrophe.

In the Three Realms, the thousands of surviving beings, looking at the devastated world in front of them, couldn't help but think, isn't this sign in front of them a sign that the heavens and the earth will be annihilated and all living beings will die.

This is a death catastrophe that cannot be avoided and cannot be avoided.

Among the beings of the Three Realms, there seems to be no one who can avoid it.

Call!

The breeze swept by, and the afterglow of the golden crow fell at this moment.

When the beings looked up, the inky black stone was as red as blood at some point, and even burst with a red bomb, and no one had any doubt that it was the blood of dead creatures.

Those who don't know only know that this is a disaster that is terrifying to the extreme, while those who know know that this is the merging of the contract between heaven and earth, and it is the prelude to the coming of the crucible of the contract.

Where there are people, there are cultivators, where there are cultivators, there will be fighting, where there is fighting, there will be the fall of living beings, where there are living beings falling, there will be the fusion of contracts, and where there are contracts fused, it means that the body of the Heavenly Pivot is slowly becoming stronger.

In the midst of this endless fighting, big and small, one day, the Heavenly Pivot's consciousness will be strong enough to become a true god-like being.

At that time, the Three Realms will evolve into a melting pot of contracts, destroying all living beings.

This is the mantra that 'the Three Realms will be annihilated once in 100,000 years, reshaped once in 100,000 years, and the cycle will never end'.

And in this long river of annihilation and remodeling, there are only the Three Realms that are eternal, and there is no living being.

No one knows, why the Three Realms are destroyed, and what is the explanation for the Heavenly Pivot Body?

And since the true God created all things, why does he have to repeat all things over and over again? Could it be that this is just a boring game between the true God and all living beings? (To be continued......