The ancient catastrophe suddenly struck, sweeping through the heavens and all worlds.

The creatures that fell in the ancient catastrophe are as strong as the great supernatural powers, the honor of the immortals, and some are as weak as ordinary people, ants and mayflies.

In ancient times, I don't know how many creatures fell and how many races were extinct.

These creatures have all experienced the ancient catastrophe, they are all part of the catastrophe, and they are all a corner of that era, but how many of them have been able to know the truth?

Those creatures who fell in the catastrophe were only one of the countless ants buried at the foot of the mountain when the mountain collapsed and the ground cracked.

Who caused the landslide?

Who caused the catastrophe?

What exactly is the source?

How do the ants buried under the landslide know the source of the mountaintop?

This infinite being, under the Great Tribulation, with endless questions and incomprehensions, overturned with the Great Tribulation and was buried in the past era.

Even those great supernatural beings on the top of the mountain may not be able to know the truth in it.

Powerful immortal gods such as Yun Shooter, such as the Lord of the Southern Regions, may have reached the upper level of the mountain, but with the landslide, they were all buried.

Will there be any great supernatural power on the top of the mountain, who doesn't know the truth, and is kicked down to the bottom of the mountain first, and buried with the landslide?

Even with her identity, she was also almost destroyed by the catastrophe, and she still doesn't know what the truth of the catastrophe is.

The woman in white was silent for a long time, and finally spoke up.

"Lord of the Southern Regions?"

"It's it!" Yun Shooter's voice was filled with extremely complex meanings.

"It has betrayed the Holy Palace?" the woman in white looked a little surprised.

"The Holy Palace was destroyed by it. Yun Shot Jun said in a low voice: "The Eight Spirits of the Sacred Palace, the Southern Spirit True Dragon, is the most powerful, it entrenched itself in the main hall of the Sacred Palace under the pretext of guarding the Sacred Palace, crushed the Sacred Palace, and immediately tore apart the Spirit King, slaughtered the upper and lower levels of the Sacred Palace, and countless strong people were destroyed by it." ”

"You were also victimized by it?" the woman in white still said coldly.

"I was hit hard by the Northern Spirit. Yun Shooter Jun replied.

"And then?" asked the woman in white.

And then ...... At that moment, the gate of heaven was suddenly closed. Yun Shooter Jun replied.

"The gate of heaven is closed?" There was a solemn meaning in the indifferent tone of the woman in white.

"At that time, I was seriously injured and dying, how could I know the root of the Heavenly Gate?" Yun Shooting Jun said bitterly: "After all, we are just the dust submerged by the tide under the catastrophe, who can know the truth of the root? Even a character like you, but you don't know anything, and you have been sleeping for 60,000 years before you start to explore the truth of that year......"

"This palace wants to know, although you can't know everything about the causes and consequences of the rise of the Great Tribulation, but after all, how much do you know about it?" asked the woman in white.

"The Holy King fell, and the Northern Spirit immediately called on the big demons under his command, and the demons made a rebellion, attacking the Holy Palace, in a vain attempt to establish himself as the king. Yun Shot Jun said slowly: "I am the minister of the Holy Palace, and I immediately rang the spirit bell to protect the Holy Palace, but among the remaining seven spirits who came to guard, there were five true spirits who participated in the rebellion. ”

"......" The woman in white fell silent for a moment.

"Later, the holy palace was destroyed by the southern spirit, and I was severely injured by the northern spirit, after which the gate of heaven was closed, the avenue was cut off, and the avenue merits of our cultivation were all sealed behind the gate of heaven, and the physical body was washed by the years, lost the avenue merits, and the life span was empty in an instant, so I had to fall into a deep sleep, abandon the true body, and turn into the heavens and the earth, each into gold, wood, water, fire and earth. ”

"And then?"

Then I slept so far, and woke up not long ago, I found that the gate of heaven had opened a little, and I was barely affected by the immortal qi behind the gate of heaven, and I woke up my consciousness, but the great road achievements failed to return, and I was still behind the gate of heaven, and I still couldn't resist the scrubbing of the years. ”

"There should be a lot of people like you?"

"Maybe not a lot. Yun Shootjun paused for a moment and said, "But not all of them may be like me, and they will inevitably fall." ”

"Basically, it's all the same. The woman in white replied.

"Why?" Yun Shot Jun said loudly: "As the Divine Palace Minister, my cultivation is a little lower, and the Spirit Kings are one level higher than me, and they can take advantage of the general trend of heaven and earth to recover themselves, even if they can't recover, but at least they can maintain immortality." ”

"Not long ago, there was a person who learned from the general trend of the world. The woman in white said: "This blessed land alone, the aura is three points weaker, and it can only maintain one blessed land, which is not enough for the ancient immortals to recover it...... Many immortal powerhouses who have cultivated higher than you originally had hope of recovering, but after this incident, it is inevitable that they will also fall into a situation like yours. ”

"......" Yun Zhujun fell silent.

"How long will you live?" asked the woman in white.

"Within half a year, it will be completely dead. Yun Shooter Jun replied.

"Hongu can't get you out of the grind of time. The woman in white responded: "However, seeing that you sincerely answer the questions of this palace, this palace will pass on a method to you, and you can travel abroad for the time being, but your cultivation is at most limited to the true mystics of the high realm...... There is only half a year left for the rest of my life, let's take a look at what it will look like in 60,000 years. ”

"Thank you. Yun Shooter's eyes became more and more dim.

"It's good to do it yourself. ”

The woman in white stretched out her slender fingers and pointed at the top of his head, a little light, and it flashed by.

He saw her turn away from the island.

The toad also left.

"Where does the fairy want to go?"

"Heaven is blessed. ”

"Just came out of there, and you're going back there?"

"This palace is looking for that dragon. ”

"Son of the Southern Spirit?"

"Not bad. ”

"Then again, why did the Fit Talent Fairy hide the fact that Nanling's dragon son is still alive?" the golden toad hesitated.

"Nan Ling has rebelled against the Holy Palace, and Yun Shot Jun will definitely not be able to settle down. The woman in white said: "The ancient immortal god powerhouse, the fall of the fall, the sleep of the sleep, but the flow of the divine beasts is on the path of blood, and is not interfered with by the closure of the Heavenly Gate...... And the son of Nan Ling has become the only surviving bloodline among the ancient beasts of all races. ”

"The fairy suspects that Nan Ling's sudden rebellion against the Sacred Palace has something to do with the survival of its young son?" said the golden toad in surprise.

"That's not all. ”

The woman in white paused, reached out and pinched the golden toad, and said flatly: "Yun Shoot-jun woke up from petrification, he couldn't withstand the wear and tear of the years, and he only had half a year to live, but why are you the same as 60,000 years ago......?

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Heaven and Earth are blessed.

Dongyuan Realm, the Eighth Prefecture.

in the warehouse.

Zhuang Ming opened his eyes.

The world is no longer broken.

Nor are there vast, boundless palaces.

There is no primeval true dragon that is so powerful that it destroys the world.

There is only one solidified stone statue here.

This stone statue remains in its original form.

It didn't come back to life.

It never stretched out its claws.

Everything before, whether it was the claws caught in the waves, or the holy palace and true dragon in the ancients, were only under the momentum, which affected his spirit.

"You're still dead, and all that's left is obsession. ”

Zhuang Ming sighed, and an indescribable question rose in his heart.

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