The roar is endless, deafening and shaking the heavens and the earth, and it wants to crack this piece of heaven and earth, and convey it to the nine clouds, as if it can cross the eternity, and the immortal breath will spread forever, and the ruins and walls of the ages will be broken, and the great grievances will endure for a long time.

The blood stains flowing from the ears were like two streams, gushing out endlessly, dripping down like money, staining the ground red, crimson and bloody.

Chu Heng, who was already a little anemic, was now in a worse situation, making him even weaker, and his whole body was covered with a withered aura, as if he had been drained of most of his strength, and the whole person was not good, dying.

The great will was unwaveringly confronted, hazy, dark, blurred, cold, twisted...... There were endless scenes, and many scenes were blowouts, and there were too many that Chu Heng had never seen, which made him feel terrified and afraid.

The power in the body is getting less and less, Chu Heng's entire skin has been changed color, from the normal earthy yellow color, to the color of snow, the makeup is not so fast, even the whole body plastic surgery is not so thorough, even the most private place, it has not escaped.

The ideology gradually blurred, as if it was stripped away by some invisible and colorless force, and the arrogance of attacking the city and grabbing the land was unstoppable, and the momentum was like a bamboo, and in less than a minute, it had already occupied half of the country.

As always, the majesty is high, two-thirds of the consciousness area has been taken down in a blink of an eye, and there is still no tendency to stop at the right time and close when it is good, and it bursts out with unprecedented majestic momentum, and it is hideous and terrifying to win four-fifths.

Sweeping in all directions, only one-tenth of his consciousness struggled and was unwilling, and the mentality of resistance burst out to the extreme.

However, it was too weak, Chu Heng's eyes were in a trance, the scene in front of him was distorted, and all his memories were still at this moment, as if they were sealed in dust.

The moment he closed his eyes, his body could no longer hold on, and his lips, which had been bitten by himself until they were festering, were bloodied, and they all fell towards the cracks in the earth nearby.

From high to low, the terrain was dangerous, and Chu Heng's body finally fell, falling rocks rolling, and smoke and dust were filled, as if he was going to bury Chu Heng.

Rocks and boulders of different shapes and sizes, or debris and dust, smashed towards Chu Heng's body as if they were not for money, and Chi Guoguo's ruthlessness and unrighteousness added fuel to the fire, increasing the speed at which he fell.

Ling Jian, the little guy, floated in mid-air, as indifferent as ever, watching Chu Heng fall, without the intention of reaching out to help, he jumped a few times, as if he was cheering, full of the brilliance of human nature.

After a few rounds, it turned into a black light and rushed directly through the sky, leaving a long trail that I don't know where it flew away.

In the cracks, the stubborn stones nodded and formed an alliance, and it was a storm blow to Chu Heng, as if they wanted to smash Chu Heng's body into pieces and join them.

Scarred, clothes have become tattered, I don't know how many blows I have suffered, it is really intriguing to be able to make such a treasure clothes look like this.

A quarter of the place was still intact, covering several extremely important parts, if it weren't for the clothes he was wearing were produced by the cultivation realm, or that kind of superb goods, it is estimated that he would have turned into a cold corpse without a whole body.

"Bang tom!"

I don't know how long it took, Chu Heng's body finally landed, no, it fell into a turbulent drinking, splashing several huge splashes of water that were more than ten zhang long, surrounding him, like a long curtain, as if it was about to be piled up into his first grave.

A large crater with a diameter of more than dozens of zhang formed by the meteorite hitting the earth was like the bloody mouth of an ancient fierce beast, and it swallowed Chu Heng in one fell swoop.

The limbs of the unconscious Chu Heng made a clattering sound, messy and noisy, all of which were covered by the huge sound of water.

Intense pain reached his central nervous system, even if it had already been subdued

was in a coma, and they were all woken up in pain, heartbreaking, and miserable, comparable to the tragic scene of being cut by a thousand knives and the corpses of five horses.

"Hiss ......" has penetrated deep into the bone marrow, which can be described as the unforgettable heart of the red fruit and is destined to be unforgettable for a lifetime. Chu Heng swore that this was the worst time he had ever suffered, even if he was guilty, he didn't expect that he could reach this level, and he was terrified to the extreme.

If it were possible, he would rather be slapped to death in the middle of the road than suffer the taste of not being able to die in such a situation.

This kind of taste is heavier and more terrible than death, obviously smelling the breath of death, and the smell of nirvana, they have all come to the ghost gate, and there is still a breath, and there is no life.

He was sure of one thing, death was not the scariest thing in the world.

One of the most terrible things has already been experienced, that is, you can't survive without dying, and the degree of waste has exceeded the definition of waste, and you can start a sect and become an ancestor-level figure.

Waste is invincible, who is competing?

It was pitch black in front of him, and the level of darkness could already be compared to the darkness in his own improved version of the abyssal space, and the river was cold, which was very similar to the cold in the abyssal space.

If Chu Heng wasn't seriously injured now and couldn't move, he would still think that this was his abyss space.

The familiar darkness, the familiar coldness to the bone, the familiar vastness, and the breath of death enveloped his body, and the thought of struggling and resisting formed a firm will that rose from the bottom of his heart.

What a familiar scene!

"Where am I?"

"What's wrong with me?"

Letting the river wash and the waves beat, Chu Heng was already useless, he couldn't even make a grinning expression, he was shocked in his heart, and wanted to ask, but he couldn't, he could only muttered in his heart, it was a prayer, it was an expectation!

Once upon a time, how could he have thought that he had fallen to this miserable, clear and shocking situation, with unwillingness and doubt in his heart, the actions between gestures were commonplace.

Now it is extremely difficult, every finger is extravagant, frowning is expectation, speaking and talking, even a word, has become a dream!

Loneliness is not bitter, the bitter thing is that when you are lonely, you can't do what you want to do, and your sigh is far away from the end of the world.