The gloomy sky tore apart, and arm-thick thunderbolts fell through the twisting cracks, followed by a wind mixed with dense soot, choking brass, and the smell of sulphur.

These winds swirled over the land, letting out long howls, and the heavy peaks of the mountains in their path disintegrated silently, turning into the tiniest particles and disappearing into thin air.

"We're done,...... This shijie is finished!"

In the center of Shijie, which was almost annihilated, a mountain peak with a radius of more than ten miles was independent, floating in the void. On the mountain peak, several middle-aged Taoists with long beards and jade crowns stood silently, all with pale faces and sad faces.

In this ancient shijie that has existed for hundreds of thousands of years, countless lives have been bred, countless splendid civilizations and powerful dynasties have existed, and thousands of super powerhouses such as martial saints and martial gods have also been born.

But now, everything has come to an end, Shijie is collapsing, and there is a smell of destruction everywhere.

On the peak, several people slowly raised their heads and looked up at the sky, where the battle continued:

In mid-air, thousands of space-time beings were born and died, and countless powerful beings kept coming out of these open alien spaces.

Among them, there are ancient giants with infinite power and mountains and mountains, there are witch beasts that are hundreds of feet high, white bones, stacked together, and terrifying demons with ribbed wings and six arms to shatter the vacuum...... And all of this is endless.

And higher places, the degree of battle became more and more intense, and thousands of powerful consciousness that changed the color of heaven and earth continued to shoot out from the depths of the void, rumbling and crashing together, each time it was a shock, a mountain collapse and a crack, causing countless time and space annihilation around it.

However, the most frightening thing is that at the top of the dark clouds, the terrifying hands that cover the sky and the sun, exuding an aura of destruction, or decay, or masculine, or ancient, or vast, or holy, or gloomy, constantly blasting from the depths of unknown time and space, and with a light grab, many creatures' flesh and blood turned into mud and turned into powder......

This is a truly brutal battlefield where everything is in ashes and flesh and blood is in mud!

However, no one flinched, Yakshas, Rakshasas, Shura, Martial Saints, Martial Gods, Celestial Gods, Evil Gods, Demon Clans...... Many super powerhouses rushed one after another, constantly rushing into the air, and then falling down like raindrops, stumps and severed arms sprinkled all over the void......

Looking at this scene, the eyes of several middle-aged Taoists were blood-red.

"Fight! Only by fighting, we can win!"

"It's impossible, this shijie is already doomed!"

"Is that just doing nothing?"

......

Several people clenched their fists deeply, their hearts twitching, wanting to do something, but they were powerless to struggle. In this war, their liliang is simply too weak.

"Unwillingly! This is a war between gods and demons, why do you want to destroy our shijie?"

Several people clenched their fists deeply, and they were all so powerless in front of Shijie, who was about to be destroyed.

"Give it up. ”

At the forefront, a middle-aged Taoist who looked quite authoritative suddenly turned around and looked at several companions, his eyes deep and painful:

"Our fate is sealed, and it doesn't matter whether we live or die. It's just that this shijie has developed for hundreds of thousands of years to derive a civilization of our level, these powerful liliang, the martial arts and Taoism that have accumulated the efforts of countless people in all of us, should not be extinct with our death, they must be passed on. ”

"Shijie will continue to be destroyed, but on the ruins of the old Shijie, new life will always be born, just like us in the past, as long as our Dao lineage can be passed on, then this Shijie is not extinct. ”

Everyone nodded, and before the end came, this was also the common wish in their hearts.

"However, how can the Taoist system be preserved and transmitted? The next shijie's life must be born from the foundation of ignorance and ignorance, everything is from scratch, how can we know the scriptures written in this shijie script, and how can they pass them on?"

Another middle-aged Taoist said loudly.

Everyone was silent, and the "new shijie" born on the basis of the great collapse will inevitably develop a new trajectory. In the face of the unfamiliar words on the scriptures, even if they have hard work, for future generations, they can only sigh with admiration!

“...... Words are only tools of thinking, and the truly powerful Taoist system can only be understood by 'meaning' but not spoken. Since the words may be completely different, let's draw the 'scriptures' as 'paintings'. ”

The middle-aged Taoist led by him pondered for a long time, and finally made a decision that would affect countless eras and eras in the future:

"Whether it's the next shijie, the next shijie...... Or no matter how many shijies there are, as long as they are still human, as long as they have enough talent, as long as they can see the scriptures and paintings we have left behind, then ...... They will be able to learn the essence of it. In this way, no matter what kind of catastrophe happens, our Taoist system will never be broken!!"

The rumbling sound was deafening and resounding through the heavens and the earth.

"Boom!"

After saying this, the middle-aged Taoist suddenly bit his index finger, pointed out, and with a bang, the void suddenly shone with golden light, flooding with Dao ripples.

A moment later, a huge multicolored painting scroll was solemn and solemn, slowly appearing in the void. In the center of the scroll, a huge "Daozun" comes to life, as if it has come to life.

His gaze passed through the picture scroll, the huge divine body was too void, one hand pointed to the sky and the other touched the ground, inexplicably exuding a vast and eternal and immortal flavor.

On the peak, the middle-aged Taoist nodded with satisfaction, his expression was depressed for a long time, as if this painting had drained too much of his spirit.

"Go ahead. No matter how many eras and eras I go through in the future, as long as I get this picture, who will be my disciple......"

The Taoist punched out, and the picture scroll in front of him immediately flew out with a bang, fluttering, and after shaking out dozens of zhang, it suddenly burned with blood, and it automatically rolled up, turning into a streamer and disappearing into infinite space......

One, two, three......

More and more people imitated it, and behind the Taoist, thousands of scriptures and paintings slowly floated from all over the darkness, and they carried countless "Dao Zun", "Tianzun", "Immortal Monarch", and "Star Emperor...... , also carrying the painstaking efforts and dreams of countless strong people in this era, flying into the depths of space......

The streamer rose, and one by one the figures had no nostalgia, and suddenly rose up, and rushed to the depths of the battlefield in the sky with a smile without hesitation......

......

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

A corner of the space is like a giant curtain slowly opening, revealing the endless Buddha behind the Buddha country, a white Buddha looking at the thousands of rising and passing "Jinghai" below, Gao Xuan Buddha, his eyes reveal endless compassion

The big Buddha pointed a little bit, ripples, and suddenly appeared eight sutra paintings, each of which had a Buddha. As soon as the eight paintings were collected, they also disappeared into the tide of the paintings, turning into meteors and disappearing without a trace.

"I became a Buddha, because of these eight laws, whether I can be liberated depends on the fate. -- Poor sentient beings are blinded, and after all, they can't break the truth of this world!"

The Big Buddha shook his head, turned around and left, the endless Buddha kingdom behind him slowly closed, leaving only a vague echo of the void:

"Medicine and medicine do not die, and the Buddha is destined to ......"

Bang!

After a long time, with an earth-shattering loud noise, Shijie collapsed. The destruction of one era and the beginning of another......

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