Chapter 278: Ancestor? !

"The projection of the real world is ultimately attributed to nothingness, and the illusion will eventually be destroyed ..."
The vast voice echoed through the whole world, extremely majestic, full of terrifying power.
Xiao Chen was shocked. The longevity world is ... a projection of the real world. Is the whole world false? So ... what is he?
The voice passed away, and the entire desert became silent. The voice seemed to have never appeared.
The vast desert was stained with a fiery red glow in the evening glow, the golden sand flowing with a little red light, and the burning clouds in the sky set a golden edge on the connection between the desert and the sky.
Deathly silence, empty desert silence, desolation and loneliness. At this moment ... Xiao Chen's mood fluctuated like a raging sea.
But in a flash, Xiao Chen quickly calmed down again. He really exists, as long as he understands this.
On the empty desert, there is no breath of life, but just now, at this moment, a temple, a Taoist temple, a island appeared, Xiao Chen looked at them quietly, but it was difficult to go forward, mysterious Strength prevented him from approaching.
The cold moonlight is falling down, and the starry sky is shining. Is it all illusory? Is it all a projection of the real world? Xiao Chen didn't get entangled. There was only one "self" in his heart. Under this situation, he practiced silently.
Moonlight is like water, but the temperature in the desert drops abruptly, and the fine iron can be frozen and cracked in the rapid drop in temperature. In the lonely desert where the star shines, there is a "squeak" sound suddenly Was pushed away.
The empty desert was silent and silent. Such a sudden sound was like a godfish jumping out of a calm lake.
Xiao Chen opened his eyes in a brush. In the moonlit night, there seemed to be two bolts of lightning shooting in the void.
After the temple door was pushed open. A young figure stepped out calmly. He was wearing a large monk's clothing. But three or four years old. Most of the monk clothes dragged to the ground.
This is a young child. Or a little monk. But three or four years old. But it can resist the extreme cold in the desert. He walked out of the temple calmly and calmly.
He has a fair complexion. Forehead is full. The eyes are big and divine. Eyelashes are very long. Nose bridge is straight. Lips are thick. This is a kid who looks very kind and charitable. The ears of the five senses are the most special. Although people are not big. Both ears are large. Very blessed. The thick earlobe is about to touch the shoulder.
Although he saw Xiao Chen. But there was no surprise. Step past it. Around the whole magic circle and walked towards the depths of the desert.
Xiao Chen was very surprised. But there was no sound. Watching him leave quietly.
At this time, the Taoist temple in the distance was pushed open. A three- or four-year-old Taoist walked out calmly. Although he was a young child, he looked exceptionally mature, especially with a pair of deep eyes. Insight into everything in the world.
He also calmly walked into the depths of the desert.
Very weird feeling, but only for children of three or four years old. But the movement of the expression is as if he has lived the endless years of old antiques, and he is very calm.
brush
On the small island in the sky, a child fluttered down lightly, with long black hair floating like a waterfall, and a pair of eyes full of aura, no, or murderous, let Xiao Chen feel a bone. Chill.
He also walked calmly towards the depths of the desert.
Extremely ridiculous feeling, the three children are so mature. Without looking at Xiao Chen, he walked into the desert.
Xiao Chen stood up and followed their footprints. The three children did n’t know how fast they were. Xiao Chen raised the speed to the limit and did not catch up after hundreds of miles. The footprint was completely in front. disappear.
However, he has made a new discovery, in front of a dark area. There is no end in sight at all. Speaking of the end of the ancient god's desert? Gazing carefully, Xiao Chen noticed. There seems to be ... a space fault!
He returned silently and silently, until the middle of the night he discovered that the three children had come back one after another.
In the early morning, a ray of morning light illuminated the desert.
A new day has arrived. Although the wind is bright and beautiful, there seems to be an extremely repressive breath in the sky, as if an ancient demon is about to be born.
"The unreal world will eventually be destroyed ..." Yesterday the vast voice appeared again.
Immediately afterwards, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and all the rising sunrise was pressed down.
The rolling clouds were like heavy lead mountains above the desert, and the crushed people were breathless.
"Boom"
Lightning fell down, and there was a golden chariot moving in the dark clouds. It was the lightning that extinguished the world, and the turbulent energy fluctuations.
"brush"
The light flashed, and the ancient temple in the desert rose like a meteor, crashing into the dark sky. In an instant, he rushed into the dark clouds like a lead mountain, and then made a loud noise, hitting the golden chariot.
"rumble……"
The sky seemed to be broken, and in the deafening voice, a huge golden chariot was knocked down into the clouds. Immediately afterwards, the figure was disillusioned, the dark clouds rolled violently, and a cloud of gray mist collided continuously with a young monk in the sky.
A series of devastating big cracks in space even extended to the distant starry sky!
Yes, the monstrous lead cloud was dispersed by the earthquake, the eastern sun seemed to have fallen, the starry sky appeared in the sky, and a devastating large crack in the space burst into the starry sky.
Illusion? illusion? Xiao Chen could not distinguish.
The dark clouds finally covered the sky again, and the gray mist made a huge noise, shouting to the young monk: "Why resist? Even this world is illusory, let alone you, you are nothing, so smogless, This is the final destination. "
The young monk was very calm. There was no wave in the ancient well, saying: "Who can tell the illusion and reality. One flower, one world, one grass, one heaven, one leaf, one bodhi, one sand, one bliss, one side, one pure land, one smile, one dust. Quiet. The same ... the whole world can be empty. "
"What a Buddha, do you dare to satire me ?! For us, strength is strength, no matter how high your state of mind is, after all, it is illusory!" A huge voice came from the mist, saying: "This world should be destroyed. The twenty-four war swords will return. "
"Destruction often starts from oneself ..." The little monk was calm and calm like dead wood.
"Haha ..." There was laughter in the dark clouds: "This world is no longer guarded by ancestral gods, half ancestors have also fallen down, how to resist? In the real world, an ancestor can destroy all this, besides a dozen With half an ancestor, the illusory longevity world will eventually belong to nothingness. Can you rely on your Buddha, primitive, and heaven to stop all this? "
Between the speeches, there was a dark space fault hundreds of miles away. The rumbling sounds kept coming from ears, the black mist swelled, and the dark clouds covered the sky. A dozen golden tanks came across the sky.
Shake the whole world!
"Baby"
A series of chaotic sword qi broke through the dark clouds, and the island in the air soared into the sky, hitting a golden chariot fiercely. A three- or four-year-old child leaped up, and his eyes burst into a cold and murderous air.
Immediately afterwards, the Taoist temple in the desert rose to the ground, bumped up and shattered a golden chariot.
Below, Xiao Chen was shocked. The young monk turned out to be a Buddha, the little Taoist in Taoism was primitive, and the murderous boy on the island turned out to be the master of the heaven. Three years ago he ... cut their heads by hand.
"Destroy Unreal ..."
A dozen tanks in the lead cloud spread out the pressure of the world and the energy fluctuations, and the entire desert of the ancient seemed to shake.
The Buddha, the primitive, and the heavens also revealed the earth-shattering coercion, contending with the alien ancestors in the dozen golden chariots among the clouds.
Moreover, at this time, the void was constantly shattered, and a dazzling sun appeared in the sky, the sun god, but at this time his real body was only a three-year-old blond child.
At the same time, a whole body was full of demonic energy. The child in black who was surrounded by the magic mist appeared, it was the great deity Satan.
Subsequently, the Western Holy Spirit appeared as a child.
The quasi-proclaiming Taoist also emerged as a child.
The void is continuously shattered, and the first-generation palace master of the Demon Palace, the first-generation fairy of Cihang Jianzhai, and the Holy Emperor of the White Tiger all appear as childish.
The ground holy objects in Xiao Chen's hands flew away one by one, and finally ... there was nothing left. All the half-ancestors whose heads were cut off by him appeared here as childish places. If it weren't for the colorful holy tree that appeared above his head for the first time, and a colorful brilliance was scattered, I am afraid that Xiao Chen has been extinguished by this hot desert-gray smoke, after all, even the artifacts will be melted here.
"You tempted us to come to the world of longevity? But ... everything is in vain. There is no more imaginary world of ancestors. It will soon collapse, and return to nothingness."
Butterfly its wings. Zhuang Zhou appeared, and spiritual fluctuations came out: "Dream butterfly, butterfly dream, what is virtual and real? Relatively speaking, you are just a dream."
"Then let's go to war!" There were a lot of voices from dozens of tanks at the same time.
"Roar ..." There was a long roar, and the body of the White Tiger Saint Emperor was suddenly enlarged to the size of a mountain, and the tiger's claws slammed towards a chariot in the sky.
The sword above the head of Tongtianjiao, the four swords in the town, spurred a chaotic sword spirit, and rushed to a chariot in the dark cloud, destroying the murderous spirit and rushed to Xiaohan.
The seven treasures and wonderful trees in the hands of the quasi-professional Taoist brushed again and again, and all the colorful brilliance would rush to the dark clouds near him, and even knocked out a chariot.
The Sun God's hand holds the holy stone ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The brilliance shines in all directions, shattering a large cloud of lead, and finally rushes into a golden chariot.
The original right-handed sword, with Yuruyi in the left, split a golden chariot and fought with the misty fog inside.
Xiao Chen's heart was undulating, and it was difficult to calm down. This ... is destined to be a half-ancestral battle, even an ancestral battle, unknown to the world, which is related to the life and death trend of the longevity world.
At this moment, he heard a voice clearly sighing: "The time has come has not come, the time has come has come ... This is a failed situation."
A tremendous energy fluctuation came from a space fault hundreds of miles away, and it instantly reached this place.
The Buddha, Primitive, Tongtian, Zhunti, Sun God and others all changed color, they knew that the other's ancestor was here!
But at this moment, the ancient god's desert south, from the direction of the longevity continent, also spread an indescribable vast wave, which came in an instant!
"Ancestral God ?! How could there be an Ancestral God on the Changsheng Continent ?!"