Vol 2 Chapter 918: Purple sunshine Daishu!

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The sky was extremely high, so high that countless people could not see it, and an inexplicable huge shadow slowly flowed down.
The shadow is boundless, and the moment it appears, it has covered all the light of the world.
Almost, took away all the light between heaven and earth.
Only a few big monks can see clearly, this shadow comes from the endless river, it is the shadow of the huge palm!
This boundless shadow covers far more than this time and space. In the eyes of several golden gods of good fortune, with this time and space as the core, the vast river is swept and covered by shadows.
Take away all the light!
Looking up at the heights at this time, the six big suns have disappeared at some point, and the eternal darkness has come.
In the darkness, there seemed to be billions of dragons and tigers roaring and roaring fierce beasts.
All the creatures in the continents, the seas, and even the realms were in a moment of anxiety and mania, throbbing and trembling in their hearts, as if they had a foreboding of the coming of death!
"Ok?!"
Yang Jian hadn't recovered from the shock. He suddenly felt something. He suddenly looked back, his eyebrows and dragon-shaped vertical pupils widened, and then the slight light of the purple sun saw the scene in the darkness.
Saw a scene of extreme horror!
Spiritual mechanism is the root of all things, the source of heaven and earth, the creator of all living things, and participates in the most basic composition of all matter.
The real riot of inspiration, the storm that was set off, exceeded anyone's imagination.
His Dharma eyes can penetrate the haze and break through the darkness. At this moment, under the gaze, under the sky, in the boundless earth, there are countless air currents of various colors rising.
Faintly, he saw countless ‘threads’!
It is intangible and intangible, colorless and shadowless, but it is real. I don't know whether it is the structure of the law or the "line" generated by the Taoist aggregate!
But at this moment, the endless, ‘lines’ that seemed to pierce through every moment of the world were creeping, trembling, and even shrinking violently towards the endless sky.
This scene, like a mundane angler, suddenly pulled the fishing line when the fish was hooked!
The mortal angler, fishing.
What is he fishing for? !
Yang Jian's heart was cold.
In the next instant, the screams of earth-shaking screams sounded one after another in the continents and even the endless islands in the four seas.
"What is this?"
"No, my mana, my mana!"
"what!!!"
"Patriarch, no, no!"
"Sage, sage!"
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In the deep darkness, countless people screamed in fear, panic spreading everywhere in the world at an unimaginable speed.
Along with it, there was an indescribable great horror.
"not good!"
Among the mountains in the northern Juda Continent, the candle dragon suddenly roared and fell to the ground.
In the darkness, his face was pale and bloodless: "So ruthless, so ruthless!"
His body was trembling, with fright and anger, more, but desperate.
He lived long enough and knew enough. He hadn't personally experienced this scene before him, but he had seen it too much in the past years.
This is the legend,
The epoch changes, the great catastrophe!
But he did not expect that the devastation of this era would come so quickly...
Roar!
In the darkness, the earth is overwhelming, and everything is falling apart!
"what!"
The North Sea roared, and a magical shadow rose into the sky. He roared in fright, venting everything frantically, but he still couldn't resist the indescribable great horror.
Being Shengsheng drew out all the mana and inspiration.
He watched his own realm fall, the soul decayed, his body was old, and finally, amidst an unwilling roar, he fell to the sky.
Before landing, it has already turned into smoke and dust, drifting away and disappearing.
And the same scene happened at the same time in Nanzhan, Dongsheng, Xihe, Beiju, the endless islands of the sea, and even the Demon Realm, the Netherworld, the Dao of Animals...
No matter the monk, or the monster.
Whether it's a minor cultivator in the Tao or the great primordial cultivator, their expressions have changed drastically during this terrifying turmoil, and they smelled an extremely intense crisis of death.
For mortals, the horror of losing their minds is far inferior to the horror of falling apart. The former can't even perceive it, but the latter can destroy them.
But for the monk, this is an endless horror.
For the primordial spirit cultivator, no matter what the heavens and the earth can break, they can't hurt them at all. However, the separation of the spirit can make them fall into the realm, lose the cultivator, and decay the primordial spirit.
In the end, he fell into a mortal.
And in this world, how can there be a thousand-year-old immortal mortal?
"I hate!"
"Big thief, big thief! Don't want to take away my lifelong monk!"
"Devil, troll! You are the biggest demon in the world!"
The roar of fury one after another, resounding through the world, echoing the sky, after a lot of horror, many big monks blatantly exploded their souls, using the most decisive means to keep their final decentness.
However, even if it blew up, the ubiquitous inspiration was still peeling off.
And the real great horror is far more terrifying than what happened to the monk!
"what!"
Above the long sky, in the midst of the hurricane, Yang Jian looked far away, his eyes were so wide that his eyes were bleeding, his eye sockets were split, and the palm of his hand holding a three-pointed two-edged knife was shaking.
He wants to shoot, but the world is vast, everything is ruining, and there is no target to shoot...
boom!
boom!
Rumble!
In the darkness, the earth shook, the hurricane whistling, the peaks trembling, the mountains trembling...Under the cover of a mysterious and inconceivable force, the strands of spiritual energy began to peel away from all things.
It seemed that it was only a moment, the mountains had turned into dust in the shaking, and fell rustling. The birds and beasts among them were screaming like falling into the high-speed rotating wheel of time.
Before the screams fell, the bones became ashes, and they disappeared in the wind along with the mountains.
Birds and beasts, vegetation, mud and rocks, mountains and rivers, lakes, waterfalls, the earth, and even the Hengsha stars in the boundless sea of ​​stars, all began to collapse and disintegrate amidst the turbulence of every inch.
It seems that the building blocks that have been drawn out of the foundation, the sand table, have begun to fall apart!
Heaven and earth collapse!
"Birth and death of heaven and earth... such a mighty force, even though I have seen it many times, I still feel uncomfortable."
Above the imperial court, Emperor Cang muttered to himself, throbbing in his heart.
As far as their existence is concerned, the heavens and the earth, the stars and seas, all have means to destroy them, but they can never be such an understatement.
Raising his hand in the boundless void, not the shadow of this void, could already destroy the sky and the earth.
Such power is terrible and terrifying.
In their eyes, at this moment, in the world, it seems that they can no longer hear the slightest crying, screaming, and screaming.
Only those strands, strands, strands of inspiration and vitality, also slowly soared into the sky in this terrifying storm, intersecting with each other, turning into mad dragons with a length of tens of millions of miles.
Dancing wildly, screaming, wanting to boil away.
Hum!
At this moment, the emperors of Jin Xuan frowned suddenly, staring to the south, and saw a little light suddenly appearing in the territory of the Great Zhou.
In the absolute silence, any bit of light will be infinitely magnified. When someone looks at it, they can see that in the darkness, the lights are like beans. At first it was just a little bit, but in a flash it was tens of millions, billions.
Scattered all over, like a sea of ​​stars reappearing.
In the light, there are mountains, rivers and trees, city people, and others, sitting in the temple one by one, without seeing the figure and face, the gods.
call!
At the same time that the different divine lights rose up, it was also the time when the gods broke through the barriers in the imperial court above the nine heavens.
"Dongji, you are bold!"
The Emperor Jin was furious and shocked, and the gods turned against him?
"What about being bold?!"
The prince kicked over the'Eastern God Furnace', and the boundless flow of fire swayed the earth like a meteor shower, bringing a ray of light in the boundless night.
boom!
Above the south, Fengshen Pavilion was shining brightly, and above the nine heavens, all the gods responded in unison.
When the heaven and the earth are in harmony, an indescribable giant Tai Chi picture is together with a round of purple sun.
Rising slowly!
Hum!
The day goes empty, and its glory is prosperous.
Under the deep night, the light suddenly appeared. This round of purple sun was a lot worse than the hidden six rounds of golden sun, but it was still a big sun.
The light seems not strong, but it also illuminates the darkness!
Countless creatures in the seas and continents, and even in the worlds, all those who are ignorant and wise, can't help but look towards the purple light flowing out.
Under the light, the world became more and more terrifying.
The countless mountains and rivers were scattered like smoke, and the billowing ocean disappeared without a shadow. An incredible gap appeared in everyone's eyes. No one believed that this was the North Sea.
But it is the North Sea.
More than Beihai?
The three continents of Dongsheng, Xihe, and Beiju collapsed for more than half of the time, and the vast ocean beyond them even broke through the bottom of the sea, revealing endless black mud.
However, the place where the purple light shines in the south, or in other words, the land of the Great Zhou, is still the same as before. There are always mountains and rivers collapsing and lakes evaporating. Compared with other continents and seas, it is much better. ,Too much.
Hum!
The purple light flew, and the light slowly spread with the Tai Chi pictorial record.
Wow!
At a certain moment, there was the sound of water again, but this sound of water was not a long river of time and space, and it was even hard to see its shape when only the sound was heard.
Only a few great good fortune monks who were lucky enough to survive, as well as some advanced practitioners could see it clearly.
Twilights, wisps, and lines of ‘Chi’, from the purple sun’s rays, slowly overflowed, spreading towards the heaven and earth in all directions.
It flows to the desert and wasteland that have been stripped away by the force of the spirit.
"Emperor Heaven, Seventh Sun!"
Someone murmured, throbbing and sour in his heart.
Since the preaching of the Six Saints ~EbookFREE.me~ there have been twelve thousand years. However, since Wanji, there has never been such a scene.
Someone jumped out of the world and turned into Yang!
Rumble!
At the moment of Ziyang patrolling the sky, the hundreds of millions of psychic captains that had been stripped from the heavens and the earth seemed to have noticed and looked back.
In the next instant, he was already roaring ferociously.
It bursts with power that is enough to make good fortune all look violent, like a billions of rainbows, straight through the rising purple sun!
"not good!"
Yang Jian's heart trembled, before he could think about it, he had already stepped onto the long sky with one step, and he raised his hand, the three-pointed and two-edged sword in his palm had already burst out with a bright and extremely bright front!
Hum!
Like a red sun jumping out of the coastline.
When a knife is cut out, there is an infinite sword light bursting out, like a star burst, the flash of light even illuminates the dark world for a moment, slashing between the sky and the earth, a billowing spirit!
Yang Jian rarely fights and kills with people, but he is a natural fighter, even if he has little experience in fighting against people, his opponents at this time are even more extraordinary creatures.
The timing of this knife is still excellent.
The light of the sword cut through the long sky, just like a ray of light when the world was opened and the earth was opened before the ancient times, with an indescribable solitude, cut off the void world that does not know how many miles.
I want to sever the countless mad dragons that are boiling and roaring!
"There is little hope, but, even if there is only a silver lining..."
Under the fading old Bodhi tree, Gautama put his hands together and slowly got up.
In the endless Buddha light, stepping into the four extremes and eight wilderness, with one hand raised, straight to the nine heavens, in the imperial court, the Jinxuan emperors with angry expressions.
Swipe under one hand,
Pointing towards the secluded, stupidly moving boundless sea of ​​blood, sitting on the blood lotus, the great free demon master with a cold expression:
"Why, why not be here..."