Chapter 1531: The broken world!

The first thousand five hundred and one chapters collapsed world!
The huge, boundless, unsentimental eyes, after looking at the "Di Zun" wearing golden flames, suddenly disappeared from the sky.
After the eyes disappeared, the sky returned to silence again. Countless clouds rushed from all around and shrouded in the sky again, and the sun shone through the clouds and shrouded the earth.
Everything seems to have restored tranquility.
After the eyes disappeared, everyone was quietly relieved, but everyone's face was full of sadness, which was obviously not particularly relaxed.
"What it is?"
"That eye...what the is it?"
"Could it be that the eye just made the meteorite?"
Countless suspicious clouds filled the hearts of all soldiers, and the same filled Yang Chen's hearts. Like them, Yang Chen had doubts in his eyes, and he was extremely curious about the eye in the sky.
however.
In the face of everyone's inquiries, the "Emperor" wearing the golden armor waved his hand faintly, turned and left. Although Yang Chen could not see his face clearly, judging from his words and deeds, it can be seen that at this moment "Emperor Zun" is obviously a little lackluster and full of loss.
"Emperor!"
"Emperor!"
Seeing this scene, everyone around immediately caught up and drifted away.
When everyone went further and further away, Yang Chen only felt that the surrounding scenery suddenly became blurred, and the world seemed to turn around at this moment.
When Yang Chen came back to his senses, the surrounding scenery changed again.
This time, Yang Chen found himself standing in ruins.
The surroundings suddenly became devastated, and the ground was covered with ruins, the ruins of buildings, the ruins of plants, the remains of humans and animals... Yang Chen stood in a deep pit. There was no soil under his feet, but countless corpses and bodies. The stump has a broken arm.
There is no fishy smell here.
Because these people have not known how long they have been dead, the fishy smell has long disappeared in the air, leaving only the disgusting smell of rotting, which continues to spread in the air.
"This...what's going on?"
Seeing this scene, Yang Chen's pupils shrank fiercely, and his eyes also showed shock.
He raised his foot, stepped on the remains of the corpses, and slowly climbed into the pit. However, what makes Yang Chen even more desperate is that there are still ruins outside the deep pit... The houses collapsed to the ground, the trees dried up and the islands suspended in the air seemed to have lost their gravity and continued to fall towards the ground... The rotting corpses fell on the ground, piled up into hills, and the stench filled the sky, even Yang Chen couldn't help a surge of blood, and the nausea was causing trouble.
There are ruins everywhere, with no end in sight.
The only few creatures left were the vultures hovering above their heads. They enjoyed the corpses on the ground to their fullest, and made a screaming cry in their mouths.
Everything is like the end of the day.
Yang Chen saw the remains of a giant dragon, his whole body was already rotten. It lay quietly on the ground, lifeless, letting the vultures pecking at its flesh.
Yang Chen also saw an old man sitting cross-legged. The old man's eyes widened and his face was hideous. Before he died, he seemed to be suffering great anger and unwillingness. Although his body rotted, his whole person was still very vigorous, even the vultures did not dare to get too close to him.
Yang Chen buried his body in the soil.
After the old man entered the soil, the eyes that had been open for some time were slowly closed. The hideous smoke on his face disappeared, replaced by a touch of peace and tranquility.
Yang Chen walked forward slowly.
When he met a corpse, he buried a corpse.
When he met a vulture, he drove a vulture.
Time flies and time flies.
Yang Chen didn't know how long he stayed in the ruins, maybe one year, maybe two years, maybe ten or a hundred years. During these long years, Yang Chen has been repeating the actions of digging and burying.
He did not know how many corpses had been buried.
The graves on the ground came one after another.
Yang Chen didn't know their names, so he could only erect pieces of tombstones without words for them.
But there are too many dead bodies here, even if countless years have been exhausted, the dead bodies and ruins here still have no end in sight.
while walking.
Yang Chen suddenly stopped and stood.
"Huh?" A surprised sound came from Yang Chen's mouth, and a cemetery suddenly appeared not far from him?
The appearance of this cemetery is very exquisite, it is also very luxuriously built, and countless maple trees are planted around it. Against the backdrop of the red maple leaves, this cemetery looks poignant and lonely, giving people a sad feeling.
"Here... there is a mausoleum?"
"Who built it?"
The voice of doubt came from Yang Chen's mouth, and his eyes also showed curiosity. He thought that in this world, besides him, no one would dig graves for these people.
But I didn't expect that there are still people doing the same thing as myself?
Before the cemetery.
A stone monument is erected.
A few words are engraved on the stone tablet.
Tomb of Gods and Demons!
The few words are full of tragic and vigorous feelings.
Yang Chen couldn't help but lifted his foot and walked towards the cemetery. What is strange is that the outside environment is dilapidated and full of ruins. But inside the cemetery is extremely clean, whether it is the tombstone or the ground, it is very tidy.
It's as if someone often comes to clean it.
Yang Chen approached one of the tombstones and carefully read the words on it: "The Tomb of the True Immortal Wuji... was born in the twenty-seventh year of Xianli, and died in the collapse of Xianyu..."
Yang Chen looked at another tombstone again.
"The Tomb of the True Immortal Nuwa... was born in the eighty-seventh year of Xianli, died in the collapse of Xianyu..."
"Xianyu collapsed?"
Seeing these words, Yang Chen frowned. He seemed to remember something, and immediately looked at the other tombstones.
"The tomb of Tianhe Zhenxian... was born in 1966 in Xianli, and died in the collapse of Xianyu..."
"The tomb of the true immortal of Fuxi... was born in Xianli 391, died in the collapse of Xianyu..."
"The tomb of the immortal emperor... was born before Xianli, died in the collapse of Xianyu..."
...
Countless tombstones.
Different births.
The same ending.
Almost every tombstone will be engraved with the same words, and died in the collapse of Xianyu.
It seems that everyone's ending is buried in the collapse of this so-called fairyland.
"Is it?"
Yang Chen seemed to be thinking of something, he walked out of the cemetery abruptly, looking at the endless ruins in front of him, and this lifeless world. An unbelievable emotion instantly filled his chest, and Yang Chen's scalp was also slightly numb.
"This world, has it collapsed?"
"What disaster is it, so many true immortals can't be spared? This world...what is it?"