Big dreamer

In the towering hall shrouded in mist, at the end of the dozens of feet long blue jade steps, a man in gold robes sat upright on a huge chair as white as jade.

The splendid hall was in a mess at the moment!

Not only were many broken weapons such as axes, axes, hooks and forks discarded on the ground, but also various rare treasures were scattered everywhere. Several huge dragon pillars on both sides were broken into pieces, leaving only half of the pillars.

The magnificent and majestic palace was completely silent. Except for the man in golden robe sitting there alone, there was no other person.

The man in golden robe turned a blind eye to all this and just stared blankly at something on the ground not far away.

On a huge plaque that was nearly half incomplete, the two huge golden characters "Ling Xiao" exuded an aura of endless majesty.

There was a loud "boom"!

After the giant palace trembled slightly, dense silver spirit patterns appeared in every corner, spreading rapidly, layer after layer, more and more, and in a moment, it was like a huge silk screen covering the entire hall.

There were continuous loud noises like thunder outside, and the silver spiritual patterns flashed wildly inside the palace. At the same time, the ground cracked, and the roof of the palace made a wailing sound.

"The moment has finally arrived!"

The man in gold robe finally raised his head, murmured, and looked at the top of the hall. His face was covered with a layer of white light, making it impossible to see his face clearly.

The purple-gold top of the hall cracked and shattered with a "bang". Amidst countless fragments flying, a mountain-sized demonic hand holding up the sky fiercely grabbed the man in gold robe.

…

A huge golden mountain more than 10,000 feet high was wrapped in endless green magic flames. From the temple on the top of the giant mountain, bursts of Sanskrit chants and Buddhist chants kept coming out. At the same time, countless golden Sanskrit words flew out, desperately resisting. The approach of nearby demonic flames.

But as time went by, fewer and fewer Sanskrit words flew out of the giant mountain, and the sound of Sanskrit chants and Buddhist chants gradually became lower. Soon they were drowned by the billowing green flames, and there was no more sound.

…

In the gloomy ghost land, at the gate of the black ferocious city, countless strange ghosts and monsters surged out with screams, and some fierce ghosts flew on the strange wind, or burrowed into the ground and escaped directly, like the torrents of water released from a flood. , densely packed and disappearing into the gray wilderness outside.

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world! noon!

The sky was as dark as ink, with no trace of sunlight visible. Both the city and the wilderness were as if it were late at night, with only a few lights faintly visible.

In some cities and towns, under the lights, countless people can be vaguely seen looking up at the black sky, either dumbfounded or terrified.

Suddenly, there were bursts of low whistles in the dark sky, getting louder and louder, as if countless people were crying quietly, which made people burst into tears.

Almost at the same time, a dense red light flashed in the sky, and then red meteorites pierced through the black curtain and came out. The big ones were like mountains, and the small ones were as big as houses. They crashed down to the world, spreading everywhere. land of continent.

During the Tang Dynasty, monsters swallowed the sky, causing the sky to weep, and rained down fire on the world, causing heavy casualties among the people. ——"Magic Tribulation Record"