Chapter 809: A Mask
The purple flame was monstrous, instantly burning the entire galaxy. Even the fallen stars were hidden in this purple.
I only heard the rippling voice, but I didn't see its brilliant light.
The altar is dotted with bright red colors, like a pomegranate being squeezed and dripping bright red juice.
Thousands of drops of bright red gather to form a stream, exuding a strong fishy smell.
This is blood, the blood of all life that has died in this vast remnant.
The altar, which had gone through the vicissitudes of time and was gray and dark, turned red in an instant at this moment.
The young man surnamed Lu held his breath, his eyes widened again, looking at the heaven and earth on the other side of the mist, looking at the purple surging flames, and his heart rippled.
"Psychic Horse... Why can't I think of this? I came first......
He believed that the light in the center of the altar must be a treasure. This is the tomb palace in the remnant realm left by the legendary Donghua Immortal King, how can it be simple to have such a formation and put things away.
At this moment, the young man surnamed Lu felt jealous and unwilling. I want Chu Cheng to die in that great destruction, but I want Chu Cheng to get that treasure, and I want to see what the treasure hidden in the great destruction is.
"This person's strength is so strong, he instantly killed more than a dozen ghosts comparable to the Tribulation. In terms of strength, I am definitely not an opponent of this person. The young man surnamed Lu had thoughts in his heart, and after seeing Chu Cheng's strength, he felt that he couldn't make a rash move. Otherwise, he must have died.
"Let's see what it is, and then think about it in the long run. After all, now my father is not around. When I find my father, I will find a way to take it!" the young man had already made up his mind.
Xiuzhen is sinister, and he is naturally reluctant to give it up in the face of divine objects. What is hidden in this may be the opportunity to create and lose the way to the future.
The boy took a slight breath, a smile on his face. He shouted: "Come on, brother! Get this thing! Spiritual power turns into a horse, terrifying, terrifying! It is really a model for my generation! The little brother really admires it!"
Although this voice was loud, it did not enter Chu Cheng's ears. The sound of fireworks burning everywhere in all directions, and the swing of stars falling into the sky everywhere.
The purple flames in the sky trembled, rushing up layer after layer of large clouds, there were countless tear stains cracking, four roaring thunders, and the powerful air pressure was already approaching step by step. But Chu Cheng was stunned.
He saw it clearly. I saw what was floating in the purple flame.
This is destiny. It's just that Chu Cheng didn't have excitement in his heart, and some just had a heart trapped in the surging ocean.
"It's ......"
"Xuantianjun... Childe Jade ......"
The pupils of Chu Cheng's eyes shrank sharply, and they gradually widened again, and he was stunned.
The sound of the meteorite falling to the ground in the sky above was getting louder and louder, getting closer and closer to him, the destruction was about to strike, and Chu Cheng was still stunned at all.
The so-called object of destiny is a mask.
A half-print mask.
For this mask, Chu Cheng will never forget it for the rest of his life. Because he once experienced a red dust, he turned into the head of the Nine Heavens, the son of Xuantian Jun.
"Mountain Spirit ......"
Chu Cheng was silent for a moment, took a deep breath, and still spoke in a trembling voice.
"That's right... This mask... Indeed, in the red dust we have experienced, it belongs to Gongziyu's mask, which is your mask......"
"It's just... Why is this mask here......" Li Shanling almost exclaimed.
"It's my mask?" Chu Cheng looked at the mask in front of him that was covered in fireworks and shook his head. Speaking again, "No, it's not my mask. It's just very similar. ”
"Is it really just the same?" Li Shanling's tone was a little heavy, and he spoke again.
Chu Cheng was silent again, and then smiled bitterly. Said: "The life we experienced, that red dust. Although it is an illusion of red dust, that experience will always be imprinted in my heart. If it weren't for Zhi... If so, my eyes would have been red with hatred. If it weren't for the tens of millions of innocent souls who died at my hands who willingly turned into pure divine power to wash away the resentment in my heart......"
"Then, there will be no more Chu Cheng in this world, and some are just demons who are swept by hatred and only know how to kill. ”
"Forget, how could I forget. It's just my mask, and in the red dust, how can it be this mask? ”
Ten fingers were like peeling onions, and Chu Cheng stretched out his other hand and probed it on the mask.
Then, pull hard.
The fireworks are reversed, such as the incense burner rising thousands of feet of purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs upside down for 30,000 feet.
Under this pull, the mask broke away from the fireworks and was pulled into Chu Cheng's arms.
That coldness came from the fingertips to the nerves, a familiar feeling. Unconsciously, Chu Cheng picked up this half-jade mask and pasted it on his face.
Just as this mask was attached to his face, the heaven and earth that had been dyed by purple flames here trembled. The Ten Directions Void, which had already been dyed purple, appeared again with a layer of color, as if it was obscured by dust.
A faint blue ghost fire rose all around, like thousands of lights, one after another, floating in all directions.
When this little bit of blue appeared, there was a pause in the arrival of destruction above.
There was a trace of cold and cold from the mask, and thousands of thin black threads floated out, sticking to Chu Cheng's face like thick water, like a worm that drilled into the heart, pouring into the flesh.
At this moment, Chu Cheng's body shook greatly. His body instantly became ethereal, and in this ethereal, distracting thoughts suddenly appeared.
There are eight hardships in life, seven emotions and six desires. The sins of the world poured into my heart. Chu Cheng's divine body actually showed signs of collapse at this moment, and turned into a demon again.
At the same time, Chu Cheng felt a powerful force surging up his body, and his momentum was even stronger when he rushed straight to the Three Realms at this moment.
It's just that this power is not a power that belongs. This power is the power that can make him enter the demon again.
In the palace, Hualian Daojun watched Chu Cheng put on a mask, and a deep joy appeared on his face.
"You have accepted this destiny. The crown of God is worn, and it will be weighed. From now on, you must complete his three regrets for the Immortal King. ”
Chu Cheng's eyes lit up with red flames. In a trance, the heavens and the earth began to change greatly. Ten thousand lights rolled upside down, and all the scenery dissipated with the wind. There is only one person left in the whole world.
A man himself, a man in front of a man.
It was a palatial ancient hall, and a young man in an imperial robe stood up.
Step by step, the man walked towards the dragon chair above, reached out and pressed it on the handlebar, then turned and sat down slowly.
The man raised his head and stared straight into the distance.
When the man in the emperor's robe looked up, Chu Cheng also saw that face.
That face, a black hair hidden in the middle of the crown, and a mask covered most of the face.
"The wind and the moon dragon go out to sea, sigh that the eternal emptiness, how many people can stay in success or failure? The destruction of the Eight Tribulations will eventually be reborn and reincarnated. ”
When Chu Cheng saw the mask on the face of the emperor-robed man, his confused mind shook again.
That mask was the half-hooked mask on his face.
The sound of breaking the sky was finally approaching, and a great destructive force was coming, with Chu Cheng as the center, vigorously and vigorously, blooming with a terrifying light.