Chu He did not choose to wake up the Liqiang Fairy.

This is the transformation of the soul, and Chu He cannot interfere.

I only hope that the Liqiang fairy will not forget his true face, and in this illusion of ascension, he lost himself.

Shaking the gods' kung fu, the world seems to be changing too fast, obviously it is just a blink of an eye, but it seems that hundreds of millions of years have passed, and the three of them, together with the small world wrapped in the grass general and others, have entered a fairyland.

The whole world reflected a strong white light, but without the slightest temperature.

Suddenly, I fell into a completely new place.

At a glance, I saw a rain of soybean-sized blood flying between the heavens and the earth.

The whole world is trembling.

The sun and moon are dim, and the stars are dark.

In a trance, the sun, moon and stars fell towards this world one by one.

And a kind of desolation and sorrow rose from Chu He's body for no apparent reason, and this feeling of grief almost made Chu He want to kill himself and die.

If it weren't for the green bamboo to protect the Yuan Shen, Chu He would have a strong power of mind to fix the sea of knowledge, but I am afraid that he would have been manipulated by this will.

"What's going on? Could it be that this fairyland is dying?"

"What's going on?" Chu He was a little confused, he had just 'ascended', and he had encountered such a big change, didn't he wash his hands when he went out?

When the world finally stopped trembling, Chu He saw corpses one by one.

Judging from the traces and breath left on the corpses, they may have been gods of the Heavenly Court before their deaths.

The thick grief and unwillingness that constantly emanated from the corpse seemed to be an accusation of this ending that should not have happened.

Between the heavens and the earth, there is still a rain of blood and falling stars, and it seems that the world is also crying for the passing of many gods.

Chu He gradually calmed down.

This is not true!

It's just that in the process of integrating into this world and this fairyland, there is a kind of time dislocation.

He crossed time and saw some scenes that had once taken place in this fairyland.

This scene is by no means false, but a certain picture that once existed in time and space, the fall of the gods.

Chu He had already guessed a possibility.

Xingtian Dance is a dry relative, and the fierce ambition is always there!

Perhaps such a huge god fell only when the Xingtian and the Heavenly Emperor competed in the past.

When the sense of dislocation was gradually smoothed out, more and more dense scenes quickly glided in front of the eyes of the Chu River.

Then everything froze, and the eyes began to focus.

Chu He, Liqiang Fairy, and the small worlds that flew together were all scattered in the process of ascending.

At this time, the Chu River was based on a huge library of books.

There were many large bookshelves, placed in rows, scattered on the ground, although they were covered with dust, but there was no decay. Chu He picked up a book casually and twisted the paper with his hands.

It's a very ordinary paper, with nothing out of the ordinary, and no magic has been imposed.

The rows of bookcases are also very peculiar, these wooden bookcases should have lost their vitality long ago. However, the wooden bookcase here still retains its vigorous and fresh vitality. Strand of brittle shoots were drawn and wrapped around the shelves, wrapping the books on those shelves with an eerie harmony.

Chu He looked through the books, and the words recorded on them seemed complex and profound, a bit like the kind of words that the soldier master had said before.

"Soldier master, come out to work! Explain!" Chu He touched the 'hairpin' on the top of his head.

The soldier master yawned, seemed to be bored, glanced at the book in Chu He's hand, and said disdainfully: "Don't read it! These are just some useless words." ”

"Back then, Cangjie made words, the sky cried and the earth howled, and then immeasurable merits came. Cangjie received merit and sealed his golden body, immortal with the world, and ascended to the sky in one step. ”

The latecomers, intending to follow suit, took different characters, runes, and so on as the original, and slightly tampered with them to form their own writing system, in order to impart the Three Realms and gain immeasurable merits. But... They have only done some useless work, and most of them are useless. The book in your hand is obviously a product of that time. ”

The soldier master said in a very impatient tone: "Can't you see? This place has been abandoned, if it is useful, how can it be abandoned? Even if the original master is gone, these books, if they are still valuable, have long been taken away." ”

After the soldier master's long explanation, Chu He put down the book in his hand, and then turned around suddenly, still waving his hand, and put these things into his own small world.

As Chu He said in the past, even a piece of toilet paper is useful when used in the right place.

Left and right just take up some space.

The small world as big as the Chu River is extremely empty, and the books in the small library are filled with a drop in the ocean.

Walking out of the library, there is a ruin outside.

On the ruins, in the vine climbing, you can also find some exquisite and incomplete statues, delicate and smooth tiles, delicate stone pillars and so on. All of this is telling the story of the prosperity and magnificence of this place.

It's just that the original glory has gone, and now it is a barrenness.

The barren ruins are on a hillside.

One step out, and in the next moment, Chu He found that he had left the ruined wall, and under his feet was a sudden cliff, under the cliff was a sea of magma and fire, and above the sea of fire were pieces of cold, like the tip of a knife.

Ice and fire unite unhindered to form a dangerous Jedi. And in the air, there was suddenly an unprovoked gravity, fiercely suppressing the creatures flying above this sea of fire and iceberg. If you are not careful, you will be suppressed by heavy gravity, fall into the magma, or be directly stabbed by an ice blade.

It seems that the owner of this fairyland, seriously injured, may be sleeping. So there's no time to take care of your own world, and let it become barren and messy. Chu He didn't care about this messy change, but wandered around casually.

Since the host is resting, as a guest, you should emancipate your nature, take what you should take, see what you should see, and learn what you should learn, and you must not be polite. Otherwise, the host will wake up and will definitely regret that he did not entertain the guests well. In order to avoid such things, guests should also be bold and conscious.

After some searching, the Chu River broke through the fairy realm under his feet, and then crossed towards the most central divine kingdom.

It is the Heavenly Emperor's divine kingdom and the core of the Heavenly Court.

The destination of the trip to the Chu River is also there.

If there is one who is most likely in the hands of Xiyang, it is undoubtedly the Emperor of Heaven.

"On the order of the Emperor of Heaven, a nether witch has come to visit, and I am specially invited to go to the Lingxiao Treasure Palace. "Before Chu He arrived in the Kingdom of God, two golden-armored gods walked out of the Kingdom of God.

Now before the gods, naturally there is no such thing as the Four Heavenly Kings of the South Heavenly Gate.

But these two gods who were in charge of guarding the gate, judging by the strength of their aura, were even more powerful and fiery than those four heavenly kings.

I'm going to see the Emperor of Heaven, Chu He is inexplicable in his heart... Not nervous.

On the contrary, there is some anticipation.

With his identity, he is not afraid of the powerful bigwigs in the Three Realms, as long as he doesn't die, doesn't desperately offend, and has a backing on the basis of the big guy... Especially a big man on the order side like the Emperor of Heaven, he shouldn't be embarrassed by him. On the contrary, we should worry about the kind of turtle that has some means, but hides in the corners and cultivates by itself, which is really an uncontrollable factor.

"Judging from the characters of the Yuan Shi Tianzun, the Tongtian Sect Master, and the Queen Mother of the West, the Emperor of Heaven... Don't be a strange one! Otherwise, this style of painting... How should I explain it?" Chu He was inexplicable, but what he thought of was such a question, and followed the two golden-armored gods and walked towards the divine realm.