A prismatic building debris fell from the sky, and the thin body was helpless to dodge, but it was in a hurry.

Her face was pale, tears of despair flowed down her face, and it seemed that the only thing she could do at this moment was to ask for help.

"Brother, help me. ”

The little girl gave her last cry for help, and a prismatic stone fell on top of her head.

The splatters of blood mixed with the white brain, and in an instant, the little girl lost her human form.

Xiao Feng stared blankly, his head went blank and buzzed.

His heart also seemed to stop beating, and it felt like he was starved of oxygen and couldn't breathe, or rather, he forgot to breathe.

"Ahh I don't know how long it took, maybe it was just a few breaths, or it could be a long time, when Xiao Feng came back to consciousness, he let out a heart-rending roar.

Holding his hair with both hands, the whole person knelt on the ground weakly, holding his head in despair.

At this moment, he completely forgot that he was painting God.

The heartache drove the rise of qi and blood, and Xiao Feng, who was holding his head and crying bitterly, suddenly coughed up a large mouthful of blood.

However, this was only the beginning, as the first mouthful of blood was coughed up by him, as if triggering an interlocking reaction, he kept coughing, and he kept coughing up blood.

Xiao Feng collapsed on the ground, twinning, and convulsed.

In front of me, the bustling streets, the fleeing crowds, and the sky drawn by Dao magic spells shattered like glass one after another at this moment.

When everything is completely shattered, the scattered fragments turn into desolate snowflakes, endless, lifeless falling.

"Nope. Xiao Feng, who fell to the ground, watched all this happen, and he shouted in pain and unwillingly, wanting to redeem it, but everything was gone.

However, it didn't end there, the snow-white world seemed to be baked by the heat and began to melt.

Cracks appeared in the smooth and white ice, and the cracks were spreading rapidly.

The icebergs in the distance seemed to be sinking and falling, and pieces of ice peeled off and smashed to the ground.

Above the sky, a bright moon also began to dim, and there seemed to be cracks spreading.

The white sky seemed to be turning into darkness, and the snow-white world was constantly compressed.

Xiao Feng watched all this happen weakly, with a bitter smile on his face, more like he was laughing miserably.

"If the heart of the Tao is unstable, how can you paint the gods. Turning over and looking at the world that had shattered, he muttered to himself. The words were full of helplessness and unwillingness.

After more than ten years of cultivation and more than ten years of hesitation and struggle, Xiao Feng thought that he had cultivated an invincible, iron-like heart.

But just now, his heart didn't have the slightest ability to defend, and it collapsed in an instant.

When facing his inner demons, at that moment, Xiao Feng didn't want to cultivate the truth at all, didn't want to cultivate immortals, and didn't want to live forever, he just wanted to go back to his family. How can we stick to the heart of the Dao?

Xiao Feng's gaze became hollow, and more than ten years of hard work were burned with the collapse of the Dao Heart.

It's really a ten-year practice, and the unwillingness in his heart can be imagined.

But the collapse of the Dao heart, he couldn't do anything, he could only watch, and he had no ability to stop it at all.

The reason why Xiao Feng was so desperate was actually another reason, just now he was only facing his grandmother and his sister.

But Xiao Feng is far more than just these two relatives, he also has parents, brothers, and many relatives and friends.

With just two relatives, Xiao Feng has already collapsed, how can he face more relatives and friends. At this moment, the painted god became his nightmare.

At this time, even if he can prevent the collapse of the artistic conception world, he will not be able to face more things hidden in his heart, and the outcome will be the same.

The collapse of the world is fast, it can also be said to be very slow, and the fast lies in the collapse of large areas, which are quickly replaced by darkness. The slow thing is that at this time, countless thoughts have flashed in Xiao Feng's heart.

"I, I can't die. "Among the countless thoughts, there is one thought that has always lingered, the Shenghe Chamber of Commerce, the biggest motivation for Xiao Feng to live, and the biggest obstacle to Xiao Feng's cultivation of immortals.

All kinds of unwillingness made him have the desire to survive again, as long as he lived, he had a chance to take revenge.

No longer discouraged, Xiao Feng immediately looked for a way to save himself, and soon he thought of the Nine Star Demon Skill.

At present, the only thing that can save him is the Nine-Star Demon Skill, and he has created another self to support the artistic conception world that he has imagined from the sea of divine consciousness.

The collapse of the icy world was originally due to the collapse of Xiao Feng's divine sense, and he wanted to stop it unless his divine sense was enhanced.

But at this time, Xiao Feng's situation could not prevent the collapse of his divine consciousness at all, let alone paint his gods.

The collapse of the world was extremely fast, and soon the darkness had swallowed everything and spread towards Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng tried his best to sit up again, but as soon as he sat up, he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

As the blood spurted out, the collapse of the world became faster and faster, and it was about to spread to Xiao Feng's body in the blink of an eye.

"Give me condensation. Xiao Feng roared, tried his best, and the billowing demonic mist began to rise on his body. The scale armor instantly covered the whole body.

"Points. At this moment, the dark world completely engulfed him, Xiao Feng only hurriedly shouted the last word, and then the world fell silent in darkness. Xiao Feng's divine consciousness completely collapsed, and along with the collapse, his consciousness and life were inevitably followed.

But at this moment, a big black hand brazenly broke through the barrier of the world, and a stream of demonic energy rolled out from the barrier that the big hand had broken.

The gap in the barrier is getting bigger and bigger, and the dark world is beginning to crumble.

"Fellow Daoist, wake up. The barrier was torn open, and another big hand carried the unconscious Xiao Feng and threw it directly into the dark world. A loud roar also entered the dark world at the same time.

In the abyss of the crack of the main peak of Moye Island, Xiao Feng lay quietly on the green stone.

However, at this moment, the green stone suddenly burst into a brilliant green light, and then quickly dimmed.

Along with the green light, there was also the green on the stone, and the emerald green stone suddenly turned gray.

There was a sound like paper being torn, and the stone turned from green to gray in an instant.

Xiao Feng, who was lying on it, fell to the ground as the stone turned into powder.

Such a fall actually woke Xiao Feng up, he kept coughing in a groggy state, and a mouthful of sticky blood was coughed out by him.

And almost at this moment, in the dim valley, a figure flashed, and a man in a black robe appeared.

The man's face was a little solemn, he helped Xiao Feng up, put one hand on Xiao Feng's back, and injected mana into Xiao Feng's body.

If someone was here, they would definitely be shocked to find that the man in black who suddenly appeared was exactly the same as Xiao Feng.