The meaning of covering the sky is supreme

Chapter 524 The Last Age
In the blink of an eternity, whether the era is changing and whether the cycle of reincarnation is reopening is not important to some people.

The world is dead and silent, broken mountains and rivers and tombs of all sizes are everywhere, the sky is dim, shrouded in a strange black mist, and there is no light to be seen.

The whole world is turbid, dead and silent, without any vitality. The once prosperous and brilliant civilization has been buried, time and time again.

"I'm alone again..."

"You promised to accompany me..."

"I'm still here, is your oath still..."

"God is gone... Zushan is also broken... Everyone is dead... We have failed again... Is everything destiny..."

A lonely voice sounded on the plane of a severed mountain.

There, there is a flawless figure in white clothes. She is very lonely and beautiful, looking at this lifeless world quietly by herself, lonely and helpless.

"I don't believe that you are really dead, you have walked all the way, just for a vow, never wavered.

God is waiting for you, I am waiting for you, how can you die if you haven't fulfilled your promise! "

"It's agreed that Jiuzu will help us take care of the children..."

"You liar..."

One after another lonely and depressing voices sounded, echoing in the dead world, like the whispers of a living being.

"There must be a way... I can also reflect, no matter how much the price is!"

She thought so, and planned to do so, but just as she reflected the blurred time and space, she suddenly saw a figure.

The other party stood at the source of time and space, as if it existed from ancient times to the present. He stood there with his back against an ancient coffin, gloomy and ominous, and then swung a spear, shattering everything.

Her reflection failed. There was an ancestor who was always awake and was preventing all reflections. Even if she wanted to reflect the ancient times into God, resurrecting others would not be able to do it.

But the other party didn't kill her, as if there were more important things to do.

The figure in white stood up and looked at the boundless ocean in the distance. In the end, she seemed to be walking in time and space, one step at a time, and disappeared into this cold world.

The whole world is lonely, and she is the only one left. She doesn't want to stay, and she doesn't believe in fate. Instead of continuing to wait, it's better to take the initiative. Even if there is only a little bit of hope, she will not give up.

However, just as she stepped out of the sky, she suddenly felt startled, which was very strange, as if something was calling her.

Following the faint and almost imperceptible resonance, she looked towards the water in the distance.

"That is……"

The blood-colored waves slapped on the shore one by one, splashing big worlds one after another, and at the same time, slapping a dilapidated picture scroll, drifting towards the sky.

"His relic..."

Luo Tianxian covered her red lips, her dreamy eyes were a little blurred, she looked at the ancient scroll, and approached in one step.

The mysterious picture scrolls in the past possessed unimaginable power. It gathered the heavens and worlds, the gods and the evil earth, and also gathered many times, spaces and ancient histories from ancient and modern times, but in the end they were hit by the ancestors and completely disappeared. up.

She thought it was impossible to find it again, but unexpectedly, it came back by itself, like a dying person, with a lingering obsession, wanting to return to the hometown where she has worked hard all her life, and take another look Looking at the scene there, take another look at the former woman.

"You're back...but he's not here..."

Luo Tianxian picked up the ancient scroll, stroked the broken lines on it, looked at the picture scroll full of holes and gaps, and felt complicated.

This picture was too badly damaged, as if it had lost all its power, but even though it suffered a blow from the ancestor, it shouldn't have reached this point.

Looking up, at the top, it was still intact, and in it, a small courtyard stood quietly, a little blurry, even she couldn't see it clearly.

Still, she seemed to see a figure walking in it, that person was very similar to Luo Tianchen, who was looking at her with a smile, as if he was about to come out of it.

"I knew you weren't dead...you're still alive..."

Crystal drops of water rolled down her cheeks, tears blurred her eyes, blurred her vision, like a drowning person grabbing the last ray of hope.

However, the next moment, that figure disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

"Come back... don't go..."

At this moment, she didn't look like an immortal emperor, but instead looked like a lonely and helpless poor woman.

"How about you come back... Let's swim the heavens together, go to the lower world together, go wandering together, we don't care about anything anymore, and I don't want you to promise anything, as long as you come back, we can live in seclusion, or we don't have to come out thing."

The sea of ​​blood is boundless, and the waves are endless, covering the sky, slapping on this small island, turning into ordinary waves, and even the time that flows here is diverted on its own.

Big waves wash the sand, time flies, but it can't take away the sad wound, and can't shake the sad whispers.

The owner of the voice was indifferent. She hugged the dilapidated ancient picture and her knees, looking into the distance, her eyes were dazed, without the slightest expression, and it was so empty that it made people feel distressed.

She didn't even pay any attention to the hair that was blown by the wind and covered her face.

But she didn't realize that the picture scroll she was holding was slowly changing.

This change is very slow. The entire ancient map is like a boundless dark void, only a small courtyard is slightly bright.

It is like a light in the dark, guiding those who have returned.

It is also like a breeding ground in the dark, exuding an imperceptible ray of light.

Gradually, the picture scroll changed, like a swaddle, wrapping something, like a baby, and like an unknown seed.

Death is not the end, and darkness is not destiny, just like the deepest part of the sea of ​​sacrifices, where the evil soil is also exuding vitality.

The vitality there is thicker, and the ominous atmosphere is deeper.

Vaguely, in that ancestral land, there is a figure glowing with vitality.

That was the ancestor, and Etu successfully added an ancestor, although it also consumed a road master.

"It's still too slow..." The ancestor holding the spear turned his head and looked at the altar deep in the ancestral land. There was still a vague figure there, but it would take a long time to wake up.

Metamorphosis requires a process, even if they use the original substance.

But this has undoubtedly formed a relatively peaceful period. Not only has the Evil Land become peaceful, but even the heavens and myriad worlds have become peaceful, and even formed a prosperous world.

This is the best era of the heavens and the world, and it is also the scariest era.

There is no emperor in the sky, almost everything about those people has been turned into ancient history, and they have been completely buried. No one can track it down, and no one can find it.

Even, as long as its name is mentioned, the most terrifying darkness will come from the source and kill everything.

(End of this chapter)