Fantasy Prehistoric Supreme Through The Sky

The first thousand two hundred and seventy-five chapters: the sea of ​​taboos!

At this time, the four Primordial Relics all felt the chaos in the cabin, and their faces were surprised.

The Qi of Chaos is the first breath produced when the world is first opened. It is no different from the mother aura of all things, and one strand of it can crush a domain.

At this time, the chaotic air swayed in the cabin, as if being restrained, and could not break free.

At this time, Tong Tian suddenly shot, and his figure disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already in front of the black lone boat, and he waved his big hand, and the Zhuxian sword immediately appeared on the cabin.

Then I saw millions of Sword Ray collapse with a mighty celestial spirit, and the sky above the black lone boat was shining brightly.

“Shoo!”

Sword Ray swept to the black lone boat like rain, the blade tore through the void, and thousands of roads shattered. The black lone boat was immediately blocked by the sword array, and then there was a loud noise, similar to the roar of an ancient beast, shaking the sky and the earth. , The entire taboo sea trembled and set off huge waves.

But Tongtian didn’t stop there, only a slight swing of his right hand, the sword of death immediately traversed the entire void, covering the sky and the sun, and smashed down with force. Due to the breath, the black sea water continued to evaporate and thick smoke came out.

“boom!”

The sword blade came from Nine Heavens, and smashed down on the cabin like a smashing Huashan.

The black cabin was instantly torn apart, bursting out a burst of black light, but as soon as it appeared, it was swallowed by the fairy light of Zhu Xianjian and turned into nothingness.

The next moment, after the black light dissipated, something suddenly appeared in the torn cabin, about the size of a Qiankun Ding, but after a short while, it suddenly became smaller, and then again, until it became only the size of a palm. The contraction.

“That’s… the black paper boat…”

The four ancient relics on the shore and the Shiziling couple saw it really. It was a paper boat, floating in the Forbidden Sea at the moment, with black cabins scattered around with dead wood.

Just when everyone on the shore was shocked, a voice suddenly came from the black paper boat, “Finally…only myself…”

It was a desolate and sorrowful voice, as if it had traveled through endless time and space, crushed the heavens and worlds, and echoed in the sea of ​​taboo with a wave of vicissitudes and desolation.

“No, it’s just that you were the only one left at that time.”

In the sea of ​​taboo, the desolate voice is still reverberating, as if there is an unwilling stubborn persistence, and it is also full of strands of helplessness and bitterness, just like the black waves rolling, and just like this burnt black ruthless cover.

“Finally… only myself is left…”

Facing such a voice, Tongtian responded in an instant, “No, it’s just that you were the only one left at that time.”

“Palace lord…what does this mean?” How did Shiziling and his wife know what Tongtian was talking about? They only felt that the sadness in the black paper boat was spreading, raging like an unstoppable hurricane, bringing the entire Taboo Sea Paved.

The black paper boat was still swaying with the waves in the forbidden sea, but it never fell, as if a mysterious force was controlling the paper boat.

At this time, Tong Tian suddenly stepped forward, took the black paper boat out of the taboo sea with one hand, and placed it in the palm of his hand.

I saw that the black paper boat seemed to have experienced thousands of years of wandering, with a strong vicissitudes of life, accompanied by a light fragrance, and a picture suddenly appeared in people’s minds.

A woman put a folded paper boat into the vast ocean, murmured the words in her mouth, “Finally…only myself…”