I am a sword fairy in the age of doom

Chapter 349 The Tribulation of the True Immortal
"Boom boom boom!"

The sound of rumbling war drums suddenly sounded from outside the sky. Each drum sound is like a spring thunder that awakens the vitality of all things. It can blow away the fog, drive away the cold winter, and bring vigorous blood and revival of vitality.

Even the great tide of Dharma-ending rippling uncontrollably amidst the sound of war drums.

"coming!"

Although he had expected it, Jiang Mu was still shocked. His body even had some uncontrollable index finger movements.

In this drumbeat, there is actually the power of chaos recovery.

If the sword of the Doomsday represents the Doomsday, then the Chaos War Drum represents the recovery of Chaos.

That's right, how could Xianting not have such means?

Holding the scabbard, Jiang Mu rushed towards the Sword of Doom amidst the sound of rumbling drums. In this short distance, his face was already red, his heart was beating faster, his whole body was full of desire for life, full of the smell of sunshine, Chu Feiyue, Pei Qingyu, Fairy Yuehua, Qin Xiaomei and so on appeared in his mind even more inappropriately.

It was as if an old man who was dying suddenly came back.

At this time, the war drum of chaos rang 36 times, and the tide of Dharma-ending in this world has disappeared. Those natives are counting one by one, rolling around happily, hoarse and exhausted, and they don't care at all, let alone their Dharma-ending physique. Melting like spring snow at this moment.

Throughout the world, from mountains to valleys, from forests to flat lakes, the incomparable breath of life is spreading, regardless of flowers, plants, trees, birds, animals, fish and insects, and even the tiniest bugs are crazy at an unimaginable speed Reproduce, evolve.

They will burst out the highest sound of life in an extremely short time, and then die and rot quickly, but then they will further pass on the essence of life.

When the No.30 seven drums sounded, a large number of indigenous people with doomed physiques were rapidly aging, dying, and reborn.

"Chong!"

Jiang Mu sheathed the Sword of Doom, and rushed towards the direction where the drum of chaos was beating. This was the only way he had left. The level of the drum of chaos would not be weaker than the sword of Doom, no, it was actually stronger. Stronger.

But he had no choice. After the sound of the chaotic war drum, all things revived and multiplied crazily. If he couldn't hold on, even if there was no one else, his body would give birth to a new life pattern by itself amidst the sound of the revived drum.

On the earth, those trees that were only a few feet high can now grow to several thousand feet high, as thick as a mountain, huge vines grow fast like a giant dragon, weeds are like dark clouds covering the sky, birds and beasts are all in the air. Huge changes have taken place in a short period of time, and it is simply a legendary ancient beast.

And there are not many natives anymore. The crazy recovery and evolution made them even abandon the most primitive way of reproduction. They can continuously copy parts of themselves. They can have as many eyes, ears, hair, and arms as they want. Lots of thighs, calves, mid-legs...

The recovery at this time is really a nightmare.

A crazy nightmare, but this kind of madness must eventually end in destruction.

Xianting is too ruthless.

Of course, in a hostile position, Jiang Mu would not criticize anything. If it were him, he would do the same.

So now, let's meet on a narrow road and the brave wins!
Jiang Mu's speed is getting faster and faster, and all the peaks are crushed by him, but in fact he is getting slower and slower. He needs to step on the collapsed peaks to speed up. This proves that his strength is losing. The basis for the existence of his power is gone, like a fish without water, jumping crazily.

"Give up, Jiang Mu, you admit defeat now, I can recommend you to work in Xianting."

"You don't need to struggle at all, so what if you master the sword of doom? You will never be able to reach the drums of chaos. The drums are constantly beating. How long can you last?"

"You have always regarded Xianting as an enemy, but have you ever thought about the meaning of Xianting's existence?"

"You have traveled through mountains and rivers and gone through hardships. Have you ever thought that you are just back to your starting point?"

Above the clouds, a hazy figure draped in golden light emerged, it was the old man in Xianting again, and behind him, that eye slowly opened, and a little outline of a giant snake slowly emerged, but even In this way, these few outlines are already overwhelming, infinitely huge.

Jiang Mu stopped and looked up. At this moment, the chaos war drum also accelerated suddenly at this moment. The active force of chaos recovery had already begun to make Jiang Mu grow horns on his head, like a pillar of the sky.

If this continues, he will either give up this body and cause it to quickly collapse and annihilate, or he will have to be played out of his hands.

No life can sustain itself in this revived and active force.

The old man on the cloud has disappeared. I don't know if the eyes have turned into him, or he has turned into a giant snake.

Everything seems familiar.

He looked at the huge eye in the sky, and the eye looked at him.

like a reflection.

An unfamiliar voice sounded in my heart, as if two people were having a conversation.

"Disciple, you have experienced three thousand kalpas since you practiced Taoism, and now you only need the last catastrophe, are you ready?"

"Yes, Master, the disciple is ready."

These two short conversations were like a hurricane sweeping through, and many strange memories flooded my mind instantly.

When he came back to his senses, the eyes in the sky had disappeared, and the war drum of chaos was no longer beating. He was no longer in that world, but at the foot of an infinite mountain.

An equally huge giant snake coiled around the mountain, its head and tail could not be seen, as if it was sleeping.

An old man in black sat there, reeking of alcohol and sleepy, with a thatched hut behind him.

"Junior brother, you came early, it's still a long time before you take over as the protector of the Dao, so go ahead and enter the world."

The old man hiccupped, with a half-smile.

Jiang Mu nodded thoughtfully, "It's true that I came early, but I'm afraid I won't be able to go back now."

"Haha, that's your business. I've enlightened you many times, but you didn't listen. Maybe, this is fate. How can it be so easy to become a real fairy?"

"Three thousand kalpas in one thought, the Dao is unknowable."

"Fusheng has many dreams, who can tell if it's true or not?"

"Go back and start all over again."

The moment the sound fell, the giant snake suddenly opened its huge mouth and swallowed Jiang Mu all at once.

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Midnight,

The mountain wind outside the house is bitter, and the lights inside the house are like beans.

Jiang Mu sat on the futon with a pale face, looking at everything around him in amazement, and finally fell on a pool of blood not far away. It was because he was awakened by a nightmare during meditation practice, which caused his mana to go backwards and his meridians to be damaged. , almost damaged the foundation.

But this nightmare, is it really just a nightmare?
Jiang Mu tremblingly stretched out his hand, stroking his intact arm and cheek.

But the body stiffened by the pain, the severe pain caused by the sickness penetrating deep into the lungs, and the despair caused by being torn by wild dogs are so real, vivid, and painful to the bone marrow.

wrong,

When Jiang Mu touched his back, the scabbard and the sword of Doom were both there. Is this his harvest from this catastrophe?

For a moment, the expression on his face was extremely strange.

"It seems that my true immortal calamity has added countless variables."

Jiang Mu sighed, he has practiced immortality for tens of billions of years, experienced three thousand catastrophes, and entered the world for one hundred thousand reincarnations. He is only one step away from becoming a true immortal, but he never thought that this last catastrophe would be so treacherous and unpredictable , he struggled hard for a long time, but finally fell short.

It is really difficult to become a real fairy.

Recalling what he experienced in this reincarnation, he still couldn't calm down the turmoil in his heart.

Because after the beginning of this calamity, he lost all his memories. It was all based on his original intention. At the beginning, the elder sister gave him a jade bracelet of original intention, so he was able to stick to his original intention in the first half of the catastrophe and progressed smoothly. But in the second half, He didn't know how it changed. He made a mistake in coping with it, so that he failed throughout the calamity, and now he has to start all over again.

But this time, the catastrophe he experienced turned into a bright catastrophe, not a dark catastrophe.

As we all know, dark catastrophe is easy to overcome, but bright catastrophe is hard to prevent!

Because there are original memories, there are original obsessions, too many flaws.

So it is almost impossible for him to survive the calamity successfully.

For a while, Jiang Mu smiled wryly in his heart, it was boring, he might as well give up and go to the mortal world to be a free and unrestrained fairy.

But at this moment, outside the quiet room, there was a knock on the door.

(End of this chapter)