In the voice of the old man, there was an extremely indifferent decadence, and then there was an incomparable sense of desolation, bringing people boundless desolation.
piles of scriptures were constantly thrown into the fire, without hesitation, as if an era was disappearing, turning into the embers of the Great Dao in the firelight.
The helpless words before dying in his twilight years, the beating firelight, the deep and desperate emotions, with the coolness of late autumn, give people a very bad feeling.
This scene immersed Wang Xuan in it, as if he had seen the end of a mythical civilization, and the strongest could not change the finale of the extraordinary demise.
His eyes moved with the firelight, and he saw more figures, a creature sitting on a scripture.
There are men and women, there are humans, there are races that have never been seen before, thrown into the fire with the scriptures, sigh there, and then grow old and die.
Wang Xuan watched quietly, he couldn't change anything, this was a fading old thing.
One of the scriptures, with hundreds of millions of strands of sword energy, soared into the sky, shaking down the stars outside the sky and disrupting the brilliant galaxy, there was no doubt that this was an earth-shattering big man.
A man with white hair like snow, standing outside the domain, standing on the scriptures, watching the stars sway with his breath and the sword energy overflowing from his body, he still felt powerless.
"The transcendent disintegrates, the universe corrects mistakes, my power begins to dissipate, and all efforts are returned to the dust of the universe."
He supported the canopy with his body, but in the end, it was still rapidly dimming, until finally, he grew old, sat on the scriptures, and died in the years.
At this point, the canopy he propped up, as well as the mythical planet behind him, was completely destroyed and could no longer be seen.
Wang Xuan was moved, this man was definitely a world-class powerhouse compared to the present world, belonging to the first person in a certain immortal world, and fighting against the error-correcting universe.
He was at the forefront, trying to hold on to the last transcendent afterglow, but his fate was doomed, he was constantly depleted, weakness and old age came, and he died like a mortal in the years.
Seeing this scene, Wang Xuan couldn't help but sigh, taking history as a mirror, this is what is destined to happen in the future, and no one can escape.
Even the female alchemist, Zhang Daoling, ascetic, ancestor of the immortals and other peerless powerhouses are difficult to make exceptions, and they can completely benchmark white-haired men.
The scriptures carry the white-haired man who fell and threw himself into the fire.
Then, there was infinite light blooming, and a woman with thin spiritual energy in her eyebrows, opening up infinite realms, with the gods, with the kingdom of gods behind her, soaring into the sky, soaring all over the world.
However, she was eventually crushed by the universe, her body was dim, the transcendent faded, the kingdom of the gods disintegrated, and one scripture after another burned and fell into the fire.
The people and scenery who can rush into the universe and show a special imprint are all peerless powerhouses of the past, but what can be left to future generations is regret and powerlessness.
"Don't burn it, show me"
Wang Xuan felt heartbroken for them, this was their life's work, just thrown into the fire, nothing left, burned to ashes, what a pity.
Even if those people feel that these scriptures are not enough to continue the myth and make it difficult to reshape the transcendent world, they can be left for future generations to refer to and enlighten.
He reached out and touched those scriptures, trying to stop them, although he didn't know how many years and many great eras had passed, but he still did it subconsciously.
"Huh?"
His spiritual heavenly eyes, his primordial spirit, seemed to have really touched something.
Next, Wang Xuan's body trembled, and his spiritual body stood on the burning scriptures, approaching the ancients from a long time ago.
"Spirit?"
A man with a young face, but vicissitudes of life and gray hair, looked back at him and spoke like this.
Of course, it was not a real sound, but a spiritual fluctuation that crossed time and space, and I actually saw him!
Wang Xuan was deeply surprised and wanted to open his mouth to convey mental fluctuations, but he found that he couldn't do it.
Can a leprosy be defined like this? Is it the same as what he has seen before?
There is no doubt that the man in this scripture is particularly powerful, and the scripture paper is full of sky-high light, rotating around him.
He raised his hand and pressed down towards Wang Xuan, covering the sky with one hand, and all kinds of runes, accompanied by Taoist fire, were burned in accordance with the scriptures, drowning Wang Xuan alive.
With a bang, Wang Xuan's spirit turned into light and rain, disappeared from this scripture, steamed up, and returned to the body.
At this time, Wang Xuan found that his heart was beating violently like a drum, the sound was particularly loud, and a layer of white sweat came out of his body.
Just now, he truly and clearly felt the reality of death, the primordial spirit was erased when someone raised his hand, facing that kind of peerless figure, he couldn't move at all, and was killed instantly!
"Is this the real gap between me and Lao Zhang behind the scenes, and Fang Yuzhu?"
He was covered in cold sweat from head to toe and was wet.
When you meet this kind of person, you can destroy him with just one look, and if you raise your hand, all laws will be destroyed, and across time and space, you can cover the sky alone and deliver a devastating blow.
"He treats me as a ghost?"
Wang Xuan pondered, whether this was to redefine this creature, or whether the person sensed it wrong.
After experiencing this experience, Wang Xuan felt a sense of collapse, it was a real death experience, and his spirit was still tense.
"Whoa, you can find a fight, don't go too far"
The round-faced girl shouted.
Wang Xuan lowered his head and suddenly realized that he was too nervous, so he went to touch the little white tiger's head again, rubbing and rubbing, the other party was about to hate him to death.
She had already dodged out, looking at him vigilantly and viciously.
"What did you see just now?"
Wang Xuan asked her if she had seen him standing on the scriptures and being strangled.
The round-faced girl was stunned and shook her head, she didn't see anything, but she tilted her head and thought for a while, and said: "For a moment, you seemed to be dead, as if you had disappeared from this world, leaving only a shell."
Wang Xuan silently realized that it was not without gain, he saw a large number of burned runes, covering him, although it was a remnant scripture, but the momentary spiritual resonance still made him have some understanding.
"In that era, many people liked to open up a small world, accommodate themselves, stand in it, and pay attention to the endless life of all laws, but they still couldn't escape the arrival of the era of exhaustion."
He sat down cross-legged, tried to experience what he had gained, and outside his body, a hazy divine ring gradually emerged.
"Were you immersed in ancient scriptures just now, competing with the ancients, and being blown up?"
The round-faced girl asked quickly and eagerly.
Wang Xuan suddenly looked unkind and said: "Take a picture crystal, bring it."
The little white tiger said: "I am for your own good, it is the most valuable experience, reliving the disappearing mythological civilization, the demon lord also experienced it back then"
"How did she go through it, tell me about it"
Wang Xuan became interested.
"Killed by the supreme powerhouse in seconds, then, she rushed in again and again to challenge, getting stronger and stronger, laying a certain foundation for her to forge a peerless foundation in the future."
After hearing this, Wang Xuan was immediately surprised and prepared to choose a particularly powerful scripture to capture the mythical scriptures of extinction in the moment before death came.
The little white tiger quickly shouted: "Wait a minute, you missed one thing, the demon lord took me at that time, so I didn't die in danger, I am also a former party, it means that I can turn bad luck into good fortune, together, together."
Wang Xuan found that this white tiger's face is really big, and he can take credit for himself? Looking at her fleshy and round face, he couldn't help it again, after pinching her, he rubbed her head, and before she was about to roar like a tiger, he spoke first, saying: "If you are not afraid of death, follow me out of your body."
This time, Wang Xuan stared carefully and chose it, where the pages of the scriptures turned and it turned out that one galaxy after another was born and died.
A round-faced girl left the white tiger's body, and the soul followed Wang Xuan forward, landing on this unusually gorgeous and burning scripture.
There is a woman here, like an empress, her spiritual temperament and physical appearance are not weaker than Fang Yuzhu's, and her strength is particularly strong.
That kind of look at the world was stronger than all men, as if she was dismissive of everything in the past, the strong people who once existed.
Here, Wang Xuan further understood the essence of the cultivation of this mythical civilization, and opened up a small world, which was the foundation of the peerless powerhouse.
Near this woman, there was a mythical world derived from her, which was once magnificent, vast and grand, but now it was compressing and turning into a similar height to her.
This is her mythical world, changing, condensing, and connecting to the distance, turning into a road like a mythical tunnel.
She was cold and unparalleledly powerful, and finally glanced at the universe outside with affection and helplessness, let out a sigh, turned around and walked towards the depths of the mythical tunnel, as if trying to get close to something.
Wang Xuan's pupils contracted, and at this moment, he clearly sensed that in the depths of the tunnel, there was a faint energy substance that was close to real floating out, very faint, but it did exist.
This woman, an extremely powerful creature, with silver hair, is looking for power close to the truth, and there is a certain result.
However, she is still not successful, the extraordinary has been corrected, the universe has returned to ordinary normality, and the mythical civilization has reached the end of her life, and she is doomed to failure.
"She is extremely powerful and initially close to real matter, but it's a pity."
Wang Xuan sighed, but these voices could only sound in his heart, and the actual mental fluctuations could not be transmitted.
He saw the scene after the transcendent collapse, the mythical tunnel kept collapsing, the woman and her scriptures were burned, falling all over the sky, she turned into blood and fire, co-stained with the scriptures, and ended.
In the final look, before the woman dissipated, she glanced at him and the round-faced girl, and did not do anything, but as the scriptures fell, Wang Xuan and the two still exploded and disappeared into light and rain.
After the darkness, Wang Xuan and the little white tiger both recovered, death was so real, and the experience was so profound, which made people feel fearful.
"See no, with me, everything is safe, we are back safely"
After returning to the body, the round-faced girl immediately asked for credit.
Wang Xuan couldn't stand her, so he pressed her tiger head and rubbed it again and again!
"Woo......
She bared her teeth and claws.
Wang Xuan sat down and kept experiencing death, standing on those scriptures that he didn't know what era it was from again and again, indirectly communicating with another mythical civilization.
The benefits are obvious, some extremely powerful people are also looking for a way out, wanting to reshape a new mythical world, and are initially close to real energy.
Wang Xuan was realizing and absorbing the scriptures, from the fire, the wisps of strange substances overflowing, and in a trance, he seemed to see the real place.
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