The night is already very deep. In the ink-like sky, not even a crescent moon or a trace of starlight appeared. Occasionally, a meteor swept through the night sky with a cool feeling, and the blazing white light was so bleak and miserable. The wind, which blew at some point, was at first gentle and wisps, but then it became more and more powerful and strong, and the wind was almost as ferocious as a bison, rolling and rushing through every street in Yokohama......

The wind outside the window was still blowing, and the floating sand particles were patting directly on the window paper, making a rustling sound. Inside the window, the candle flame was still jumping like that, and from time to time a bright light burst out, and then a wisp of black smoke snaked up.

Is it night? No one knows that countless dark days have passed, and no longer knows what time it is. When is the bright moon? Ask the wine to Qingtian, and then ask it is just a black screen, because the sky is no longer there.

The dark sky, there was no light, and the dull dark clouds pressed down on the city, and the ink was dyed, it was black like nothing, overlapping the palpitations of the whole sky.

Raise your head to look at the sky, read the world and the world, and cry alone. There are no stars, no full moon, and no tomorrow that illuminates the world.

I couldn't see my fingers, my eyes were dark, and all I saw was the black that filled my eyes. People can only walk around in groping, and bumps and bruises are unavoidable. The sky is gone, who can fight for the world's fame.

The smell of rancid smell was permeated all around, and the cold wind froze thousands of flowing waters, but it couldn't freeze the smell of rotting things in the world. There is no light all day long, there is no green, and the flowers and trees have long since withered into history, buried in the black soil.

Heaven and earth are very quiet, all are silent, not quiet, but dead quiet. The birds, beasts, insects, and fish may have all died, and there are not many people left in this harsh environment. The miasma, the evil energy, and the death qi brought by death took away more people and things. The world disappears little by little in this vicious circle, and maybe one day later, there will be no one again, no more life. Or maybe after a few centuries, there will be new species alive, but everything will become a fault line, and these histories will never be remembered again.

............

In the time of not knowing the era, suddenly a loud roar spread all over the north and south of the river, and walked through thousands of mountains and rivers, which was grief, vicissitudes, and unwillingness to hear people's tears. The faint poem came:

Before heaven and earth are divided, there are people,

Chaos is conceived into the Pangu body.

Hand wield a giant axe to open the world,

Step on yin and yang.

The eyes spray golden light into the sun and the moon,

The mouth spits out clouds and breathes like stars.

Mountains and rivers and the earth by pointing,

Gold wood water and fire are subordinated.

It's done,

Invisible and traceless.

Although more than ten thousand people have revered,

The first god who opened the world.

On the top of the nine clouds, a giant dragon headed a human body, stepping on the vast earth and lifting the vast sky. Condensed his life's strength into a giant axe, and shouted: "Open the sky!"

The deafening sound, Jiuzhou's trembling **, broke the silence of countless years in the night of Yong'an. It is the unwillingness to be imprisoned, the remorse of being bullied, and the determination to open the way for future generations.

"It's light!"

"It's light!"

"It's light!"

............

The joy of countless people, the amazement of countless people, the expectation of countless people, and the cheers after the dead silence constitute a struggle for survival. The light after despair shines on everyone's face, and the vision after confusion only sees the devastated waste pond trees.

"Since it is born in the fire, it is also burned in the fire, a little spark can set the prairie on fire, and it is passed on from the mouth of thousands of families in China. A heroic and slightly old voice came out in a dazzling fireball. I faintly saw a person, walking through it, burning himself for a long time. The sky was brighter, and the firelight that rose from the ground formed a round of tomorrow hanging high in the sky, illuminating the earthly calamity.

"Quack!" Ten bright golden crows rose into the sky, surrounding the newborn sun, turning into a halo of arch guards, and this light could not be lost.

In an instant, in the land of China, the poems of the desolate vicissitudes of life kept reminding that in the hope of the new life, he used his life to fight a bloody life path for future generations.

As a result, Lao Tzu, Yuan Shi, and Tongtian Sanqing collapsed for 33 days, clearing thousands of earthly clouds; Fu Xi reinterpreted the six reincarnations with a brass plate to plan the world's norms; and the Yellow Emperor rode a nine-song golden dragon to incarnate the dragon vein town Shenzhou feng shui......

"It's time for me to go!" In the west wind, a white dress flew, and there was a trace of reluctance and determination on his delicate face.

"I won't stop you! I just want to walk with you!" A woman next to her, although she is not a peerless in Tsinghua, is also a little beautiful.

"I know it's unfair to you to leave you like this. But you have your own things to do. Believe me, and believe in Fuxi, we will meet in many years.

The sound of the piano resounded in the early dawn of the universe, and the lamentation was the strong attachment that echoed in the heaven and earth. A song tells the heart, a song expresses true feelings, a song is dark, and a song is tear-jerking.

It was as if the weeping sky was raining a lot, and little by little it fell on the people who were already crying, adding a little bit of painful desolation.

"Drink!" At the end of the song, the white figure appeared nine days away. "It will take some time to break the night of eternal darkness, and it will not take a while to establish a new Five Elements and Six Paths. Let me guard this portal now, and all who come will die. ”

Haoran domineering, sweeping the world like a storm, a person standing there silently, in the clouds and mist, is the determination to die, is the belief without regrets

"Hey!" A sigh drifted away in the sky, everyone knows that there is no return, but in this catastrophe, who can survive.

People will eventually die, or heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than a feather. Dedication to the world, although there is no regret in death.

The sky was brighter, and the harsh sunlight made people lose their minds for a moment. Under the devastated landscape, people hugged their heads and cried: "Oh my God, what kind of sin has been created here, and why has it become like this?" ”

Under the enchantment of the eternal dark night, yin and yang are out of balance, and all things are not born, dissolving the lives of a large number of people. There was no life in the world, only black dirt and shocking white bones remained.

Looking at each other from afar, one person alone against a million heroes. The sword behind his back was already buzzing, and it was the rising intent of battle, and it was also the reluctance to die. Gently pulled it out and stroked it softly.

"For many years, I have never named you, everyone in the world calls you a famous sword nameless, and today I name you - Ai Yan"

The horizontal eyes shot straight out, and the anger suppressed in the heart erupted like a volcano. The long flowing hair suddenly stood on end, and the sword was pointed at the enemy.

"I'll admit that none of the three of us are your opponents, and your kendo, even as an enemy, is admired. It's just that you want to intercept my Three Domains master alone, but it's a bit wishful thinking. The Immortal Emperor said

"Yes, in this human world, there are only three people I admire, Lao Tzu, Fu Xi and you. If there is only one person in this world, I have to say that you are indeed the one who makes your opponent look at each other. Among the masters of the Four Domains, who can reach our level, all rely on inheritance, and you are the only one who has the supreme power to dominate the world. If it's not hostile, I'd love to have a drink with you. The demon king said eloquently.

The Demon Lord threw over a pot of wine and said: "When I came to the world, I was surrounded and killed by many masters, and you did not hesitate to be the enemy of the world and saved me from danger. At the end of the day, I owe you my life. I know that you have always hoped that the Four Domains can live in peace, but it is a pity that the hatred that has begun since ancient times, how can you say that you can let it go. My father died in the world, and countless people in the world died at the hands of my demon domain. Brother, although you don't agree with me in your heart, dry this glass of wine and send you on your way. The iron-clad man was still in tears.

If it wasn't for his own obsession with resolving hatred, if he had killed the enemy first, how could he have caused the current situation, millions of white bones, just because of the kindness of his own woman, in the end, I am guilty.

"The sky is the cover, the earth is the coffin, I splash the sky with my blood!" The delicate figure began to collapse, a drop of blood, a bone, a strand of hair, all turned into a sword.

"I am a sword, heaven and earth are a sword, the way of the sword is unique, and everything is a sword. In an instant, all as far as the eye could see, there were dense sword shadows.

"A lifetime is a sword, and eventually a sword bone. The sorrowful cry of solitude and tears caused the resonance of the sword of the world, and the humming cry was in the wind, in the rain, and in the hearts of people.