Chapter 479: Returning to the Ruins, the Great Tribulation is Coming (Page 1/1)

At the edge of the endless open sea, an unimaginably large curtain of light rises here and curves inward at the very top of the sky, forming a semicircular barrier that envelops the entire world.

This light curtain that stretches for hundreds of millions of miles, protecting the entire Xuanyin world, always exudes an aura of emptiness and compassion, and any monk who sees this light curtain with his own eyes will have a sense of awe from his heart.

Legend has it that in ancient times, the void eroded the heavens and the earth, and the desolate saint Emperor Jun held the sword, condensed the enchantment with his own soul and flesh, and protected the mountains and rivers of heaven and earth.

This enchantment is the light curtain in front of you, called Guiru.

This is the boundary of the whole heaven and earth, and outside the boundary, it is the void.

This dark, hungry force spontaneously seeks to nibble away at all energy, intent on distorting everything in essence for its enjoyment.

And inside the border, at the edge of heaven and earth, the sea churns here, and from time to time sets off monstrous waves, like galloping and roaring ten thousand wild horses breaking through the clouds, and the sound is like thunder.

All the water flows here and cascades down the border, creating a waterfall that stretches for millions, tens of millions of miles.

No one knows what is under this waterfall, some people say that if you fall down the waterfall here, you will only fall down forever, and you will not fall to the end in your life, and some people say that there is a netherworld connected to this bottom, as long as you fall down from here, you will be cruelly eaten by many ghosts and gods, and you will never enter the reincarnation.

But only the dragon clan knows that the place where the waterfall falls is the eye of the entire Guiru Array, and this waterfall will turn into pure aura at the moment it falls into the array, so as to nourish the formation, so as to ensure that the Great Array of Ruins will run forever and bless all the spirits of heaven and earth.

And not far from the boundary of heaven and earth, above the mighty sea.

There is an indescribably huge and majestic mountain, called Buzhou Mountain.

The endless undulating mountains that Mo Chen had seen on the continent before were like a small pebble at the foot of the boulder in front of this huge mountain.

The main peak of the entire Buzhou Mountain towers into the clouds, reaching into the sky, and a huge swirling cloud slowly rotates above the summit.

Under the side peaks are two scale-like platforms that stand on top of the sky, about 100 feet high between the steep cliffs, connected by a hair-thin gold thread, tens of thousands of huge caves, densely covered with rocks, mountains and cliffs.

Countless dragons were sleeping in their caves, and occasionally scattered red dragon flames and remnant firelight erupted obliquely, rushing into the sky with the sound of dragon roars, straight into the sky.

At this time, on the top of the main peak of Buzhou Mountain, there is a platform.

This is the highest peak in the Xuanyin world, where the stars converge and the sun and the moon meet.

A golden dragon the size of a mountain was entrenched here, staring closely at the center of the platform.

There was a ball there, and the five elements in the ball were no longer their original appearance, and the light and darkness were crushed into a mist by the tremendous pressure and dispersed, and the turbid qi merged into a mixed element.

This is chaos, the original form of heaven and earth.

In this chaotic sphere, from time to time, a group of jumping golden fires will rise, slowly rising, reflecting on the surface of the ball, constantly blooming light, and at the same time, forming a three-legged golden crow pattern.

Perhaps due to the influence of the Chaos Sphere, the entire platform was silent, and an endless aura of recklessness poured out of the golden fire, forming a dark fog.

Only the dragons, the most powerful race in heaven and earth, can survive here and not be affected by this golden fire.

"Great-great-grandfather, tell me another story. ”

Suddenly, a childish voice came, and it turned out that there was a young dragon with dark red horns next to the claws of the golden dragon.

"What story do you want to hear?" the dragon tilted its head, looking at the dragon with a little pampering eyes, it gently raised the dragon's claws, protecting the dragon in its claws, in case the chaotic breath hurt it.

"I ...... I want to hear the story of Lord Candle Dragon. Jiaolong's eyes were shining with fine light, which was the worship of the strongest person in heaven and earth, and also the admiration of the dragon ancestor.

Shenlong smiled: "At that time, there were no majestic mountains, no dazzling stars, no sun and moon, no mountains and ...... earth."

The dragon is very slow, and a story can often be told for days, but the dragon listens extremely carefully, they don't care about the passage of time, because dragons are born with an extremely long lifespan, almost tens of thousands of times that of mortals.

"Where is the Candle Dragon Lord now?" Jiaolong had countless questions, and in its eyes, the divine dragon in front of him seemed to know everything.

It's just that this time the problem stumped Shenlong.

It thought for a long time before it spoke, "Maybe ......."

"Click!"

As soon as it said two words, suddenly an abrupt cracking sound resounded throughout the platform.

The dragon's eyes widened, and his dragon power was like a seed full of divine power and power, which exploded in an instant.

It didn't care about the dragon under its claws, it raised its body for miles, looking for where the cracking sound came from.

"Click!"

Another cracking sound sounded, and the dragon's gaze locked on the front, and his face changed greatly.

"Let's go!" the dragon turned and roared at the dragon.

In the chaos sphere in front of him, a huge shadow as black as ink suddenly rushed out, and the shadow turned from virtual to real, turning into a hideous arm several miles long and hundreds of zhang thick, and fiercely pressed down towards the divine dragon.

The arm was opened, and the palm of the palm was densely shining with countless star-like points of light, like tens of thousands of stars, all of which were shining with colorful and different lights, all of which were plundered into the giant hand.

"Evil Barrier!"

The next moment, the golden dragon raised its giant claw, and the dazzling golden light bloomed from its giant claw, illuminating the four fields, dispelling the hazy darkness around it, sweeping away the mist shrouded on the platform, and finally slamming into the giant hand.

"Boom !!!"

The heavens and the earth trembled, and the main peak of the entire Buzhou Mountain was split into two by a huge force, and the divine dragon saw the momentum and erected its sinuous dragon body to the sky, where the dragon flame burned, the clouds swarmed over, and in an instant, together with the dragon flame, the chaotic black ball was wrapped in it.

The dragon finally realized when it had happened, and roared violently.

But it just wanted to follow the dragon, but was knocked down to the top of the mountain by the dragon with great force, and then the dragon roar of Hong Zhong Dalu sounded in his ears.

"Hurry up and inform Long Zun! The catastrophe is coming, the sun will wake up, the ruins will be loosened, go to the secret realm of the emperor's family quickly, and invite the three holy swords to come and suppress it!"

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A few days later, snow fell.

In the city of Zhongrong, in the Mo Mansion.

Mo Chen stood in front of the window, looking at the snow-white and dazzling world outside, slightly emotional.

It's been four or five days since I came back from Beihuang's house.

In the end, the two of them still didn't enter.

But after they left the tunnel, Nangong Qianyi inscribed another formation, hiding and covering the entire entrance.

Seeing this, Mochen also came to help, lifting several stones in the courtyard to restore the original stone tower to its original appearance.

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