The origin of the heavens: the cold light destroys the world, and all sentient beings are destroyed.

Outside the city, in a waterhole on the side of the road, Liu Weiyang was bathing silently.

Compared to the dusty state of immortal cultivators, Liu Weiyang prefers the current state of having time to take a bath.

It may be that the attitude to life cultivated since childhood is different, and the memory of being a mortal in the scientific and technological world in the previous life is even more unsuitable for the unclean life of pure immortal cultivators.

It doesn't matter for a short time, it's a long time, I'm afraid that if he just doesn't eat, he will feel that his mouth fades out of the bird.

What's more, that group of immortal cultivators has no humanity, but I am afraid that it is also related to these living habits.

He wants to maintain his humanity and work to find his mother's reincarnation or resurrect his mother.

Cultivating his immortals into stones is like a pure utilitarian benefit, even if he can live forever is not what he wants.

In that case, in addition to some simple emotions, what is the essential difference between it and clay carving wood sculpture?

However, the one who should be killed must be killed!

If it is said that for immortal cultivators, those who block the path will be killed, those who provoke will be killed, and those who have the ability to treasure will get it.

That for Liu Weiyang, it means that anyone who threatens himself or cares about must be killed!

Whether the threat is present or future, as long as there is a threat, kill with confidence.

For example, now....

The throwing knife shot out, threw it casually, and there was a faint explosion in the darkness, and all those who followed him out of the city and chased him here turned into his nourishment.

These people have no eyesight at all, and there is a remnant of death!

But anyone who has not been blinded by greed knows that it is not normal for a child to go out of town at night.

After retracting the throwing knife, Liu Weiyang muttered: "This bit of energy, the feeling of tickling is not enough, talk is better than nothing!" Gently

pouring some water on his body, Liu Weiyang soaked in the water, silently thinking of ideas in his heart.

Revenge does not overnight, is his style.

Since he knew that Qinghui Sect was his true enemy, seeing them alive and well, Liu Weiyang felt uncomfortable.

But without the cultivation equivalent to the infancy stage, he did not dare to take revenge.

Moreover, in addition to the hole card of the flying knife, he must have his own magical means, otherwise he is destined to be unable to defeat the immortal cultivators of that level.

Just like him now, it was clear that the basic cultivation was definitely equivalent to the late stage of fusion, but he couldn't even do it with the imperial sword.

Although the throwing knife can fly out to kill, I don't know why, and I can't carry him at all.

It felt like I couldn't lift myself up, and it was weird.

Although he has always thought that the throwing knife is like an extra hand, it is very smooth to use, and it hardly takes a brain, but it really seems to be a part of his body, it is too weird.

This gold finger is really smooth, without any restrictions, it is not very powerful.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Liu Weiyang came out of the water and quickly opened the package to put on new clothes and shoes.

In the next second, I saw three shooting stars streaked across the night sky.

In the eyes of mortals, it is a shooting star, but in Liu Weiyang's eyes, it is three immortal cultivators, and it is still the kind that can fly out of thin air.

After the physical body evolved, his eyesight was so strong that he could see clearly even if he didn't use spiritual sense.

I saw that it was a red robe, a white robe, and a black robe, a total of three immortal cultivators who were at least in the Golden Pill realm.

All three of them are middle-aged and old-aged, but fools know that they are at least hundreds of years old.

Two people, black and white, were chasing the red-robed man in front.

Don't look at the meteors on the ground, but on their bodies, they are rolling with qi waves, and they are still fighting in flight.

That is the fight of immortal cultivators, not at all a punch and a kick, or you stab me and I sword.

The red-robed man stretched out his hand, and the monster composed of flames smashed the sky into distorted it.

The white-robed man gestured with one hand, pinched various handprints with the other, and the golden patterns in front of him shrouded towards that flame monster.

Although the handprint changes slowly, with each change, the golden pattern also changes.

Those monsters composed of flames are also extremely flexible, as if real monsters are fighting.

And the black-robed man was holding a huge bead with a pale blue glow, about the size of a basketball.

He didn't know what he was chanting, every time his palm hit the beads, runes shone in the sky, runes shrouded the red-robed man from all directions, and the lines between the runes were linked, which seemed to be some kind of formation.

The three of them streaked across the sky like meteors, full of flames, but the control ability was very powerful, the ground was calm, and there was not even a trace of wind.

Liu Weiyang's pupils constricted, and his body instinctively felt mortal danger.

It seems that if he intervenes, any attack can make him die without a place to die, not even the ability to struggle.

He finally knew that since there was that kind of immortal cultivator who destroyed the sky and the earth, why the earth was still beautiful, it turned out that the immortal cultivator's control of power was so exquisite.

It is not at all like described in fantasy novels, how many territories can be destroyed with a sword at will.

If you really fight that much, no matter how big the world is, it is not enough to fight.

There may be a situation of destruction of the world, but it should have been fought to the point of desperation.

Besides, the memories of his previous life told him that concentrated power hurt the most.

The kind that destroys the world at every turn, most of the energy is used to hit stones.

The red-robed man seemed to have been pushed to some kind of limit, and what he said could not be heard by Liu Weiyang on the ground.

I saw him pointing towards the sky, and an incomparably oppressive air pressure struck, and the boundless earth suddenly sank.

Liu Weiyang's eyes were torn, and he couldn't help but lie down, and was embedded in the ground.

His body creaked as if there was an boundless force that was about to crush him to pieces.

As far as the eye can see, the mountain peaks turn into flat ground, the trees turn into flats, and they explode into powder.

He knew that it must have been the red-robed man who did it, but he couldn't even look up at him again.

This is the immortal cultivator above the golden pill, if he doesn't make a rush, can even the earth be crushed into iron and stone with a rush?

Just pointing towards the sky, the sky seems to be pressed down.

How terrifying, it is beyond words.

"Boom, boom..." There

was a muffled thunder in the sky, the earth was trembling, Liu Weiyang's body could no longer withstand it, it was crushed apart, blood rushed out of the body, and it flowed down the skin at an extremely fast speed, penetrating into the earth.

Under this boundless force like the sky falling, blood cannot exist on the ground.