Chapter 397: The Years Reappear

The space is collapsing, the lake is drying up, the land is dying, all the rules are wearing off, and countless thunderbolts that pierce the heavens and the earth are flickering, it is completely a doomsday scene, full of destructive power, enough to make all the powerhouses in the second realm of creation hate.

Chu Fan turned his back to the light curtain, looking at the streamers flashing in front of him, his brows became tighter and tighter, and a trace of nervousness rose in his heart.

The memory streamer that flashed in the space was completely chaotic, and there was no order to be found at all, no matter how powerful Chu Fan's divine soul was, it was impossible to find the streamer he was looking for at a glance under this earth-destroying power.

The barrier of one side of the world has begun to collapse, turning into pieces of road fragments, fluttering in this chaotic space, revealing the black space outside the barrier, like a giant beast of the wilderness, opening its mouth to swallow this side of the world.

Seeing that the world in front of him was about to be swallowed up by darkness, Chu Fan was anxious, but he remained silent on the surface, still watching quietly, until the last moment, he would never leave, and the dream technique was constantly cast, and a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

The streamer is overflowing, colorful, and the aura of the Tao is very strong, Chu Fan is standing in such an environment, arrogant and determined.

"It's now!" With a sharp shout in his heart, Chu Fan's pupils shrank suddenly, his face showed resoluteness, and he stepped out without hesitation, his fist was like a star iron, and he blasted out fiercely, shattering the streamers in front of him.

Immediately after, he stepped into the innermost streamer, and his figure immediately disappeared into the shattered space, but this space did not stop destroying because of his disappearance, but shattered more quickly.

At the critical moment, Chu Fan's divine consciousness finally found the streamer he was looking for, so he would take a desperate step, even if he knew that this world would soon turn into pieces and be swallowed up by endless darkness, he did not hesitate.

There are some things that cannot be given up, there is a kind of firmness that cannot be retreated, even if the road ahead is endless darkness, he must break the darkness and find the light.

The streamer that Chu Fan stepped into was a red streamer, and the sea of fire inside it was monstrous, and the heavens and the earth were burned to the ground.

"Boom, boom, boom~!"

When Chu Fan stepped into the streamer, what caught his eyes was a sea of fire, above the sea of fire, there were six warships floating, and the eight generals of the wolf pack were all standing on it, and there was a very powerful wolf pack cultivator, looking coldly ahead.

"Grandpa......" This is a record in the memory of the world, Chu Fan can see everyone, but the other party can't see him, looking at an old man in fluttering clothes, he muttered two words.

That old man was Chu Fan's grandfather - Chu Po, at this moment, he was sitting on top of a black dragon, his long white hair was slowly floating in the sea of fire, exuding wisps of inexplicable qi, mysterious and mysterious.

That dragon, with black scale armor, blood-red eyes, and a body ten zhang long, just the momentum on its body made the world bow its head.

I saw that with a wave of Chu Po's sleeves, a small golden tower instantly submerged into the lake below, rolling up a thousand waves, and the small tower rolled in the lake for a while, and saw that the lake seemed to be split by a divine knife, and separated to both sides.

"Hallow!" This is looking at each other across time and space, but Chu Fan can clearly feel that the small tower is a holy weapon, and the strength that Chu Po shows at this moment is definitely far beyond the second realm of creation.

The lake was cut open, and the bottom of the lake was instantly exposed to everyone's eyes, and there was a stone door there, exuding wisps of divine aura, and as soon as it appeared, it directly pressed all the power of rules under it.

"Hmph, I knew that you and other juniors would come to find this entrance, since you came, let's stay." In front of the stone gate, there was an old man in black, with gray hair, and his blood had begun to decay and was no longer in full bloom.

The old man slowly raised his head and looked into the sea of fire, his eyes were sharp, like sharp blades, slashing out.

"This place was originally built by my Taoist family, and I came here today just to get back what belongs to the Taoist." Chu Po responded coldly, his eyes were sharp, and he raised his hand again and waved, controlling the small tower and pressing towards the old man in black.

"Tsk, it's been a long time since anyone dared to talk to the old man like this, even if Dao Heng Xiao'er came here, he had to call the old man a senior." The old man's face was flat, and he slowly stood up, as if he had not moved for countless years, and his bones clicked, giving people an extremely eerie feeling.

Seeing with his own eyes and listening with his own ears, Chu Fan's heart set off a thousand waves, and he could no longer remain calm, he never thought that this space was actually built by Taoist ancestors.

After standing up, the aura on the old man's body instantly became violent, and his eyes were terrifying, even if he was no longer at his peak, the cultivation he displayed at this moment was by no means comparable to that of ordinary Saint Venerable powerhouses.

"You are no longer in the grand glory of the past, and now you are just surviving, today, let you pass with the years." Between the words, Chu Po raised his hand and pressed down without hesitation, and the small tower instantly became larger, emitting a thick golden light, directly enveloping the old man.

As soon as his body moved, the figure of the old man in black flashed, as fast as lightning, startled into the waves, and his momentum was enough to trample this piece of heaven and earth under his feet.

Perhaps, even the Demon Emperor, the Ghost Emperor and others don't know that at the bottom of the lake, there is such a strong person.

The old man's fist slammed on the small tower, and he couldn't shake the small tower at all, and for a while, his complexion changed suddenly, he was shocked and vomited blood, rolled upside down, and exclaimed: "Holy Weapon Desert Tower?!" ”

"When you were in your heyday, you may be able to rival the power of the Desert Tower, but today you can no longer compete with the will of countless Taoist people." Chu Po sneered coldly, looking at the old man in black with a very contemptuous look.

You must know that the Desert Pagoda was cast by countless Taoists, and it contains not only the power of holy weapons, but also the souls and intentions of countless Taoist families.

Pinching the trick in his hand, the corners of Chu Po's mouth outlined a touch of disdain, and with a flick of his fingers, Mota immediately suppressed it, directly crushing the old man in black, and his god was destroyed.

A generation of saints, once powerful people, could not escape the wear and tear of the years, their blood and qi dried up, and they entered their twilight years, unable to defeat Chu Po and Mota in the heyday of their power.

The Holy Venerable and the strong have an endless lifespan, but there are also times when they run out, and they cannot truly live with heaven and earth, and they will one day enter the twilight of their lives, their blood and qi will dry up, and they will fall into the way of their own bodies.

"Grandpa......" Chu Fan muttered softly again, only this time, his pupils were like black diamonds, and the flickering light was very bright, like a bright moon.

The streamer disappeared, Chu Po sat on top of the black dragon, retracted the desert tower, and pressed his palm on the stone gate, and saw that the stone gate was instantly shattered, revealing a golden passage.

At this moment, the world has completely collapsed, the space is completely shattered, and only one light curtain is still standing in the darkness, but this light curtain has gradually become distorted, as if it will collapse at any time.