Chapter 757: Are you trying to kill me?

Chen Xinglie didn't expect that the invincible strong man above the same age would split the sky with the last sword, and three people came out behind the key sky.
And that invincible powerhouse also lost to the other three in the end. After cutting down the two, he was still defeated by the third person.
In the end, I just left a sentence when Yin and Yang rebelled against chaos, the day I waited to fight the sky again, disappeared without a trace.
The only person who walked out of the sky that day saw that person disappeared, as if being offended, became furious, and launched an indiscriminate attack on the whole world.
Wanting to use this to let the world hand over the white-clothed man, the bold fanatic who dared to cut down his two fellows with one sword and one man!
And this search for the man in white clothes was extremely long. In Mo Lao's recounting, this period of time, which was enough to be called the Dark Age, lasted nearly 100,000 years.
At that time, the creatures between heaven and earth naturally did not sit still waiting to die, letting that person be slaughtered, and under the leadership of several heaven and earth's most powerful, started a battle with that person.
The three of Mo Lao were the three with higher status among those who resisted at that time.
But that person's strength is still too strong after all, and since the white-clothed man disappeared in this world, there has been no invincible powerhouse who can surpass an era like him.
Even if all the creatures in the world are united together, they still cannot defeat the man who walked out of the sky.
After nearly 100,000 years of contending, many of the deaths and injuries of heaven and earth have been hidden, and they don't want to participate in the battle against the almost impossible enemy.
In the end, the three men and women of Mo had a group of high-level leaders who opposed the team unanimously decided to fight that life and death.
When the man faced the challenge, he always had a contemptuous smile on his face.
The decisive battle between one person and all the creatures in a piece of heaven and earth starts very quickly and ends very quickly.
Originally relying on the advantage of numbers, the heaven and earth creatures who had already obtained some weak advantages, when the other side tore the sky and walked out again, the advantage instantly became the disadvantage.
Moreover, it was an irreversible disadvantage. After one person walked out of the crack in the sky that day, the heaven, earth and spirits suffered a big defeat.
In that battle, countless creatures fell, and countless races were reduced to a certain kind of race that people now call the ancients.
In that battle, there were ten creatures in the world in that era. Under the catastrophe that was almost annihilating, only a few races that had taken refuge in the sky from the beginning survived.
Just when all the heaven and earth creatures were desperate, the white figure reappeared, still a man with a sword, still with that young face, it seems that the years of 100,000 years still cannot leave any marks on his face.
At the end of the battle, it was still the figure in white clothes, one person and one sword ascended to the sky, after killing one person, he lost again.
This time, he did not disappear, but chose to protect the sentient beings behind him.
It's just that no amount of faith can support him to cut down the last of the three who walked out of the sky for the first time, and the swordsman in white is defeated again.
But this time the defeat was not as lucky as the previous one.
In front of all beings in the world, the man who walked out of the sky nailed the swordsman in white to the highest mountain in the world, Gu Daoshan, and burned the swordsman in white with an unquenchable flame for a thousand years.
As long as the sentient beings of heaven and earth were the creatures who participated in that battle, they were all liquidated. Countless races completely disappeared in the long river of history, and only a few people like Elder Mo managed to escape.
The rest of the creatures who had taken refuge in the sky were forced to watch the white swordsman burned for thousands of years under Gu Dao Mountain.
For thousands of years, the swordsman in white has always been smiling, and he can't see any painful expression on his handsome face, it seems that the person who is being burned by the fire is not the same as him.
It's just that the swordsman in white sometimes looks deep to the east, as if there is a person or thing that he has his heart and mind in that far to far out direction.
Old Mo was like the valve of memory being opened, and he kept telling the story about the swordsman in white. Chen Xinglie also listened with gusto, and there were many fantasies about the swordsman in white who stood at the true peak of the world.
I wonder if one day I can become like this swordsman in white clothes and become a strong man who can stand on the top of the world.
"Old Mo, what happened to the swordsman in white after those thousand years?"
Chen Xinglie asked when Mo Lao stopped speaking.
Old Mo sighed, looking at the undulating sea in front of him, his old eyes flashed with unexplained light.
It took a long time to suffocate a sentence: "I don't know where to go. Some people say that he entered the cycle of reincarnation and opened the next life. Others said that he had a tragic ending in that person's hands."
"Then how did you come here? Did the white swordsman set up that sign?"
Hearing Chen Xinglie’s question, Mo Lao nodded slightly and said,
He set up the sign. The reason why we are here is that he forcibly tore the space at the end, and used an unresistible force to take us from there. All the guys who escaped from the hands of the people were brought here."
"But countless years have passed, our group of old guys, dead, and lonely, some people left here, and now there are only three of us old men."
Old Mo sighed, his words were full of helplessness, and of course there was a trace of memories of the past.
When Chen Xinglie heard that the white-robed swordsman was missing, there was an inexplicable pain in his heart.
"Well, you kid asks so many things about that person what to do, you have to be yourself now, go and practice, and strengthen your weak body."
Having said that, Mo Laosan picked up Chen Xinglie's back collar and threw Chen Xinglie into the endless sea of ​​roaring waves under Chen Xinglie's horrified cry.
"Old Mo! Are you trying to kill me!"
Chen Xinglie exclaimed.
Your sister, this endless sea is icy and bitter, even if Chen Xinglie thinks that his body has reached the limit of the mid-transition stage, he still can't resist the cold tingling sensation deep into his bones.
It's just that he shouted in exclamation, and didn't get any response from Mo Lao.
Nor did he have any idea to fish him out of the endless sea.
Helpless, this old man couldn't count on it anymore. Chen Xinglie could only use the huge power in his body, constantly wandering in his body, forming a stream of heat that radiated from the inside out.
In a short period of time, he was able to withstand the icy water of the endless sea.