Talisman Emperor

Loneliness?

Chen Xiao doesn't think about it, he thinks about the words of the witch, devours the brands of other era robbers, and can obtain the true mystery of the ultimate path?

Is this true or not?

“In this land of havoc, there is no heaven, no law, but a dead silence, empty death silence. ”

All of a sudden, the witch muttered to herself, and there was a trance in the color of God, "and then you would realize how boring, boring and lonely it is to be alive here. But in order to survive, you can only endure this loneliness...”

Chen Xi frowned without interrupting each other.

“It is unfortunate to learn empty-handed but to be banished here like a prisoner, unable to escape poverty, even… difficult to find someone to talk to. ”

The voice of the witch was low, Xiao Soo, and with an indescribable sorrow, "If I had known... I would have preferred to follow that era and perish, but I would never have come here. ”

Speaking of which, the witch's gaze turned to Chen Xi and suddenly revealed a derisive smile: "Now you may not understand, and later you will understand, and I'm even sure that you will endure this lonely torment as much as we do. ”

Us?

Chen Xi Min sensed a word, "Are there other people here? ”

The witch nodded: "Of course, don't you see, since ancient times, eight eras have been destroyed in history? ”

Eight epochs have fallen, which means that eight epochs of robbers have come to this doorway!

Of course Chen Xiao knows that.

“In other words, you are the ninth victim of the era to come to the land of the Holocaust. ”

There is mercy in the voice of the witch.

“Where are the others? ”

Chen Xi was silent for a moment and asked directly.

“Every era victim has his own territory and will never leave. ”

Speaking of this, the witch pointed to the cloudy pool on the far side, and said, "Look, that's your territory, out of this side of the pool... that's my territory. ”

Chen Xiyan frowned: “How is the territory divided? ”

The witch fell into silence.

Chen Xiao saw this, but understood it as if he had thought: “Looks like you need to have more power if you want to get a bigger territory. ”

Indeed, this place of havoc is too mysterious for even witches to know its origins and can only be called “the land of havoc”.

At the same time, there is no heaven, no law, like a place of silence, where there are no rules of nature.

Without rules, strength and weakness supersedes the role of rules!

“You're taking my land? ”

The witch looked up and couldn't help but ask, he seemed a little nervous.

“No, I'm not staying here forever. ”

Chen Xiao shook his head and his voice was flat, but it had an unquestionable smell.

But the words fell into the witch's ear, and he laughed, "Impossible, the eight of us endured endless years here, almost searched the land of the havoc, but eventually did not escape poverty, do you think there is any hope of leaving? ”

The sound has a taunting taste.

“How do I know if I don't try? ”

Chen Xiaofangdao.

“What are you going to do? ”

The sarcasm of witchcraft grew stronger and stronger, as if waiting to see Chen Xi joke.

“Just do what you just said. ”

Chen Xiaomei glanced at the witch, and the colour of the gods did not waver, as if he had no emotions.

“I said that? ”

When the witch shuddered, it seemed to realize something, and her face changed dramatically.

Boom!

Without his reaction, the whole person would be submerged in a terrible purple gold god.

“No...! Why! Why... ”

The witch shouted with great devastation and tremendous hatred.

Ultimately, he burst into pieces, turning into an incredible symbol, a “witch” word, but the strokes were incredibly dense, like infinite mystery, with a unique aura.

In the process, Chen Xi has remained silent, not to mention the slightest change in color.

Until this moment, when he saw the divine “witch” symbol, it appeared in his eyes, and he swallowed it in his mouth.

Boom!

For a moment, a vast mystery of inheritance burst into the sea of Chen Xizheng like an explosion, turning into a heavy consciousness.

Between the trances, he sees a magnificent world of epochs, the age of witches!

In that epoch, hundreds of millions of human beings had to follow the path of “witchcraft” in the quest for immortality.

They are called Wizards, Wizards, Wizards, Witch Sects, Witch Fairies, Witch Gods, Witch Sacred, Witch Kings...

This is a civilization that belongs entirely to "witches", who cultivate their bodies, exercise their blood, and walk the path of flesh and blood!

The breath inherited by the entire "age of witches" is branded all over that divine “witch” symbol at this moment.

It floats in the sea of knowledge, spreading fluctuations.

The word "witch” is “witch mark”! It represents the unique breath of the entire age of witches, a unique inheritance!

It is no exaggeration to say that as long as Chen Xi has thoroughly refined this “seal of witchcraft”, it is sufficient to spy on all civilizations and inheritances of the age of witchcraft.

But in the end, Chen Xiao stopped himself from thinking about it.

Chen Xi returned to the side of the turbid pond and sat on his knees.

In this empty, unmanned gray space, his ancient well is brilliantly clean and handsome, which reveals a trance.

He remembered how he got here, how he was in a coma, even what had happened to him over the years.

But only at this moment did Chen Xi realize that it was all like a dream, so unreal.

He couldn't figure out why he would open that doorway in isolation.

He couldn't figure out what the line of strange letters branded on that doorway of doorway really represented. Why did he take out the evil pen to erase that line of strange words and then leave a line of strange words that he couldn't even understand...

Similarly, in the years of coma in that cloudy pool, he did not know why there had been an overwhelming transformation of his body, which had not only been reborn and nirvana, but had also been upgraded to the dominance of the Samsung domain.

It's all too much to think about! It was completely out of Chen Xi's control, reminding him of a palpitation in addition to feeling unreasonable at this moment.

This uncontrolled change makes him even afraid that one day he will completely lose himself and become another completely strange.

Chen Xiao hates this feeling!

“River charts, hidden recordings, evil pens, turns, doors of last resort… what secrets are hidden in them? ”

A long time later, Chen Xiao couldn't help but sigh. He even knew that if the “witch” had not been seriously injured, he would not have killed each other on his own!

“No...! How could he bring the river chart into the doorway of the end when he was also an Era hijacker? ”

“This… this is not the power of the river map! ”

Ear to ear, as if the "witch” roared again.

All of this leads Chen Xi to roughly judge that those who “witch” will be seriously injured, either from the river map or from the power of the… revolution!

Thinking about it, Chen Xi mumbled: “Yeah, why can you take the river diagram into the doorway of doom? ”

The destruction of the last eight epochs was due to the opening of the doors of the doors of doomsday by the victims of the epoch.

And the reason every era hijacker can do this is not because they have a river map!

In other words, all the other era victims, including the “witch”, were once Hetu Daoists.

However, if it is deduced that when the doors of the Last Law are opened by those who are the victims of the Age, their own river map will be lost outside the doors of the Last Law, otherwise... how can the river map be passed down from generation to generation?

If Chen Xi deduces well, the river map has been passed through nearly nine centuries!

In these circumstances, it is obviously unusual for him to take the river map into the doors of the Last Act without losing it.

“Perhaps it is because your river map is broken that you can do this? ”

Chen Xi suddenly came up with the idea that the river map he now possesses is not complete, and it is only a block away from being able to put it together.

But if that's the case, how can a broken river map open that doorway?

“Is it a turn? ”

Chen Xi's eyes glow brightly.

Until now, he had not been able to figure it out, but he dared to conclude that the abnormality that had occurred to him was inextricably linked to the power of the rotation.

Think about it, an enlightened man with a diagram of the broken river, and at the same time mastering the power of rotation, which in itself is too frightening and abnormal.

Perhaps it is precisely because of these anomalies that a chain of variables occurs in Chen Ti.

Take a deep breath, Chen Xi rose up, discerning a direction, and flew away towards the gray heavens and earth in the distance.

The witch once said that only by refining the epoch branding on other epoch victims will there be hope to master the true mystery of the ultimate path.

Today, although Chen Xi killed the witch and obtained the “mark of the witch”, it is still uncertain.

However, he intended to give it a try.

Not only for the true mystery of the so-called ultimate path, but also to get out of this havoc!

Seven days later.

A huge pond of magnificent beauty, majesty and likeness, floating in the gray heavens and the earth, like an ancient peng tray, releases a tremendous atmosphere.

The city pool?

Chen Xi shrugged his eyes and remained silent.

After obtaining the "mark of the witch", he also acquired some memories of the witch and recognized at first sight the origins of this pool.

That's Wudi City!

This city is a world opened by the victims of the seventh century!

Entering into it undoubtedly amounts to entering the territory controlled by the seventh century hijackers and encountering relentless repression from each other, possibly even death!