Chapter 934: I can't help myself
The failure of hundreds of people to cross the catastrophe in succession makes people feel fearful.
This scene will remain in the hearts of the monks in this heaven and earth forever, and this fear will never be erased.
This has been ingrained, and the seed called fear is deeply rooted in the heart, and from now on, there is only one thought.
That is, there is no life against the sky. Go with the flow and live for a while.
It's just that their destiny has been cut off, and after 10,000 years, 100,000 years, millions of years, 10 million years, there will be a day when they will die.
The river boat is superior, and the green mountains and green water cage are deep in spring. It's just that the years will eventually fade the original most beautiful scenery, and in the end there will be no trace of the former appearance, only decay.
By that time, the river was no longer a river, and the boat had already withered. The green mountains and green waters turned into yellow sand or bad land, and the color of spring also ushered in the deep cold, all year round.
No one in the world can be truly invincible, truly immortal. But there is still a kind of existence, which has reached immortality in the true sense of the word, and has reached eternal invincibility.
Even if the heavens are divine and the destiny of heaven is proven, and the invincible world becomes the vast honor, they will eventually be defeated by his sword.
With that knife, the number of creatures that have been wiped out is already countless, and even trillions cannot be called. It can only be called innumerable.
That knife is called the Knife of Years.
His name is years.
It turns out that time can really kill, and it can go unpunished, without any constraints. for there is no one in the world who can help him.
When he came, you were young and in the prime of life, so you didn't care. When he returns, you will be in twilight.
I thought that there was no eternal enemy in this world, but in the end, I always found that this enemy was always around.
Not again, but always there.
In the end, you will be defeated by this enemy. Melt in the passage of time.
The green silk of the years turned gray hair and turned into dust.
Perhaps, before passing away. Heaven will send a heavy snow as a farewell gift. It's just that in the future, in the same white and pure snow, does that snow remember the present day?
Do you remember the people under the snow at that time?
Snowflakes fall, snowflakes fall. I don't remember the present day.
These monks can only be forgotten by this wind and moon in the future.
"Grandpa, why did those people stand there waiting for the thunderbolt to strike, and finally be hacked to death?"
The red light from before was full of air and emptiness, covering everyone's eyes, but it didn't cover her.
Because she is the second step, every move can spread her own rules, so as to cancel out the rules of heaven and earth.
Those people were under the thunder, and the unwillingness before death was clearly reflected in her eyes, which made her heart tremble.
She couldn't understand why those people were standing under the thunder and waiting for the split.
The demonic clone shook his head and sighed, "There are some things, whether you want to or not, you have to face them. Knowing that it was death, he also went to the front. ”
"One person, two people. Countless people. The look is different, the sound is different, everything is different. But the only thing in common is that you can't help yourself. ”
Chu Yi nodded as if he didn't understand, and asked, "What about grandpa?
“.......”
The demonic clone was stunned for a moment, and then looked up at the sky where the red light and the golden curtain gradually faded.
Tribulation, catastrophe. In the final analysis, this is an infinite path in the way of humanity. He and the deity are still standing in humanity today.
As long as you don't enter the immortal, you have to face this terrifying catastrophe.
Chu Cheng was different from them, he only had more than five months left to live. The deity has been contemplating the sea meditation wall in the primordial space, in order to be able to intercept the true path as soon as possible, and to be able to survive this tribulation when his life is at the end of his life.
If you can't help yourself, Chu Cheng can't help herself in life and death. If he doesn't take this step, all that awaits him is death.
The road behind is irreversible. Although the road ahead is dangerous, there is still a hint of unknown.
The unknown, there is life. It's just that Chu Cheng doesn't know if he can get out of the wall in front of him and find the life hidden in the depths.
He is the supreme of the Extreme Dao, only humane, but under the integration of the two bodies, he can kill Tongxuan. This kind of monk, once they survive the Xuan Tribulation, is undoubtedly even more terrifying.
I'm afraid it's ten or even dozens of times more terrifying than the mystical tribulations that these Three Realm cultivators have traversed!
Chu Cheng didn't know if he would be able to survive without relying on the Primal Stone.
It's just that he has only that seemingly lifeless path left. Just like those Three Realm cultivators, there is no way out, only the invisible path ahead.
Even if you are crushed, you have to break through. It's just that all of them are dead.
"Let's go. The demonic clone spoke.
Heaven and earth are silent, and there is no sound. Even the falling dust can be heard clearly.
Everyone fell into deep thought, and there was a little happiness in their thoughts.
Those were the Three Realms cultivators who hadn't yet caused their own decay. It is precisely because he did not survive the decay that he was able to survive.
Otherwise, the end will be nothing more than the same as those hundred people, and they will become gray sand.
But in addition to this happiness, there is more helplessness and despair. Although they escaped the catastrophe, it was only for a short time. After all, one day, it will be erased by the years.
"In the whole world, among the cultivators of the Three Realms, there is only someone like Qin Wuya who can exert the power comparable to the Xuan Realm. ”
"It's just that the number of such people is extremely rare. The demonic clone took Chu Yi's hand and flew into the distance.
Under the power of the Xuan Tribulation, this heaven and earth have been razed to the ground.
As far as the eye can see, everything can be seen in the distance. So there's no need to be walking.
The two of them cut through the sky without attracting the attention of the others.
Time passed, and another seven days passed. The two of them entered a mountain range again.
The immortal yuan here is even stronger, but I didn't meet Xuanguo again along the way.
Because Chu Yi was not used to Bigu, he shouted hungry all the way. Fortunately, there are many spiritual fruits transplanted in the primordial space.
Stop-and-go all the way, it could have been resisted here in five days, but it took two more days.
Entering here, the demonic clone became more rigorous.
Just because he heard the music. I also met a lot of monks.
These were low-ranking monks, confused in their eyes, walking straight like puppets.
This burst of music is not like the fairy sound of the fairy court, but more like the Nine Ghost Requiem, terrifying.
Behind him, a bright moon manifests and shrinks hangs behind him. There is constantly a moonlight pouring out, enveloping the two of them.
The power of the moon can clear the heart and calm people. Exorcise evil spirits and avoid demons, and sweep away all ghosts and ghosts.
The music has the power to deceive people, as can be seen from the monks.
The demonic clone asked Chu Yi to keep quiet and follow all the way.
And then it was three more days.
The number of trees gradually decreased, until eventually none were left. After a certain distance, there is a walkway.
This walkway is covered in bright red. When the demonic clone saw the aisle, a chill rose behind him.
This is not made of ordinary materials, but human faces.
The entire aisle is covered with human faces.