At the moment, there is no way back. Death pervades my heart. Chu Cheng had a feeling that as long as he stepped into that darkness, even if he was a living body, he would be destroyed in an instant.

The heartbeat was pounding, but in an instant, the whole body was soaked with cold sweat.

Chu Cheng's face was pale, and at this moment, his breathing was uneven, and he felt a sense of suffocation.

"This ......"

Chu Cheng hurriedly turned his head and no longer looked at the rear. The moment he turned his head back to the front, the meaning of death instantly dissipated from his heart.

The feeling of suffocation slowly dissipated, but Chu Cheng's heartbeat was still beating violently.

"This ......." Chu Cheng's pupils shrank sharply and he gasped.

It was a long time before his mind regained its composure.

"There is no road in the rear, and the door is cut off. Only by taking this road ahead can we not worry about our lives. Chu Cheng muttered.

The meaning of death, even at this moment, remains in the bottom of my heart for a long time.

Chu Cheng stretched out his hand and waved, and a short sword appeared in his hand. Throw it into the darkness behind you.

The dagger was thrown into the darkness without making a sound or landing on the ground.

At this time, there was a dead silence all around.

However, Chu Cheng's face was extremely ugly, and under his divine sense, he saw that short sword, which instantly dissolved into water in the darkness.

This is a low-grade magic weapon, its hardness is extraordinary, even if Chu Cheng bombards it with all his strength, it may not be able to break it.

But just such a low-grade magic weapon instantly dissolved into molten iron.

Chu Cheng can be sure that if he is himself, he will also turn into water in an instant, and his body will die.

"There is no way in the rear, and if you retreat, you will die. There is a road ahead. A hundred deaths?" Chu Cheng looked ahead.

The boundless road, covered with lamps on both sides, dragged by itself without wind, stretched Chu Cheng's shadow deeply.

It was obviously bright ahead, but in Chu Cheng's eyes, it looked a little secluded.

"There is no life in a hundred deaths, and there are only ninety-nine roads outside. Chu Cheng thought and muttered.

There is no life in a hundred deaths, that is a hundred roads, each of which is a dead end, and those who enter will die. But there are only ninety-nine roads outside.

"One hundred deaths, ninety-nine roads. Where is the way to go?" Chu Cheng groaned, and whispered softly: "Could it be that just like this literal meaning, even if a hundred people enter, they will not leave a living mouth?"

Chu Cheng shook his head and stopped thinking about this. Either way, this road is extremely dangerous, and if you are not careful, you will stay here forever.

Looking at the road ahead, Chu Cheng thought about it, and since there was no road behind, he decided to continue to move forward.

In order to avoid danger, hidden mechanisms. Chu Cheng stretched out his hand and waved, and a pile of top-grade spirit stones floated in his palm.

With a flick of his right hand, hundreds of spirit stones fell in unison, covering a width of ten meters, and rushed forward to a thousand meters against the ground.

Kilometers later, there was no alarm.

Chu Cheng's eyes flashed, he took a step forward, and walked between the roads. Soon, his figure came to the hundred spirit stones.

He stretched out his hand to the ground, and the hundred top-grade spirit stones on the ground instantly flew back into Chu Cheng's hand, and waved again.

The hundred spirit stones continued to run close to the ground for thousands of meters, and when they stopped, Chu Cheng stepped forward.

This time, Chu Cheng did not pack up the spirit stone, but continued to swing out the spirit stone and walked forward.

Chu Cheng paved the road with spirit stones and walked for twenty miles in a row.

It's just that after walking for two miles in a row, I still can't see the end of the road, and I haven't encountered any danger.

If it weren't for the dark place behind him, the meaning of death would follow closely, Chu Cheng would have thought that the hundred deaths were just a bluffing joke.

Chu Cheng continued to wave the stone to pave the way, and his body came to the spirit stone again, but at this moment, his face changed instantly.

He saw a person lying three hundred meters in front of him, a young man in a green robe.

More precisely, it was a corpse.

Chu Cheng frowned, stretched out his hand, and flew the spirit stone in his hand down, extending it to the corpse.

After waiting for a while to make sure that no mechanism appeared, Chu Cheng walked forward. It's just that as he approached the corpse, Chu Cheng became more and more vigilant.

Although the green-robed young man died, his physical body still exuded the majesty of the God Transformation Realm, and it was obvious that he had only died not long ago.

This green-robed young man was the first Qiyue Sect to rush to the center of the ink soil, Liu Qiang.

A god with great power, just died. Judging by its breath, the time of death is no more than a quarter of an hour.

What is it that can make a god power die in an instant? without even making a sound?

If the Avatar Monk made a move, his voice would surely be heard for at least thousands of miles. However, Chu Cheng didn't hear any noise at all.

Obviously, it was a powerful force that surpassed the god and obliterated it in an instant.

Chu Cheng looked down at the corpse carefully, and found that this person died extremely peacefully, without a trace of pain. At the corner of his mouth, a smile appeared, a sense of relief.

"He.... Missing the Yuan Shen!" Chu Cheng suddenly discovered something, and his face suddenly changed.

He raised his head, looked around, carefully searched with his divine sense, and could feel wisps of soul breath in this heaven and earth.

This green-robed man actually died of the collapse of the original god!

When Chu Cheng looked at the wall on the left, a strange feeling came to his heart.

This breath cannot be expressed in words.

What this weird feeling is. It's as if I have seen someone, and I think I have seen it, but I don't know it at all.

It's like going through an event, and it feels familiar, and I did it a long time ago, but it didn't in fact.

At this moment, Chu Cheng is this feeling, familiar and unfamiliar.

On that side of the wall, a golden light suddenly appeared. There were dense words, words that Chu Cheng didn't recognize.

These words reveal an incomparably vicissitudes of life.

When Chu Cheng was puzzled, the dense words on the wall suddenly began to change.

One word, one picture. 100 words, one painting.

One word at a time, forming a picture, one picture at a time, integrating a picture scroll.

A massive amount of information instantly poured into Chu Cheng's mind from the wall.

Words, pictures, drawings. From the brain, all kinds of monsters, mountains, rivers, and monks. It flowed through Chu Cheng's mind.

These demon beasts, these mountains and rivers, these monks, and Chu Cheng have never seen them. But when I saw this, an unknown emotion instantly surged into my heart.

These.... He seems to have seen them all.

Hundreds of birds and phoenixes, Qin Se and Ming, Chu Cheng seems to be standing in the land of immortals.

The heavens and the earth have changed from great to small, and from small to large. Every place was received by Chu Cheng.

However, at this moment, Chu Cheng's face changed suddenly, and even his breathing became short.

"It's... This is Ilha!"

Chu Cheng's heart was terrified, all the scenery between heaven and earth, although it was a little different from Chu Cheng's memory, he could still vaguely see that this was the Qingzhou Continent.

At this moment, Chu Cheng's heart beat and he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Huh, Ayun, why are you here? This is Qingdu, what kind of Qingzhou is. ”