ry close to what we can see. In the early years, there were great virtues sitting at the pass, but they could not come out of the stone chambers. By the time the underground palace was opened by later...in that old voice, there is a kind of indifference to the extreme decadence, and then an incomparable sense of desolation, which brings people boundless desolation.

piles of scriptures are constantly thrown into the fire, without hesitation, as if an era is disappearing and turned into embers of the road in the fire.

the helpless words before dying, the beating fire, the deep and desperate mood, with the coolness of late autumn, make people feel very bad.

this scene immerses Wang Xuan, as if he saw the end of a mythical civilization, and the most powerful could not change the ending of extraordinary demise.

his eyes moved with the fire, and he saw more figures. There was a creature sitting in a scripture. There are men and women, there are human beings, there are races they have never seen before, throw themselves into the fire with the scriptures, sigh there, and then grow old and die.

Wang Xuan watched silently. He could not change anything. This is a thing of the past.

one of the scriptures, hundreds of millions of strands of sword, soars up into the sky, shaking down the stars and disturbing the gorgeous stars. There is no doubt that this is an earth-shaking great man.

A man whose hair is as white as snow, standing outside the scriptures, watching the stars shake with his vomiting and the sword spirit overflowing from his body, he still feels powerless.

"extraordinary disintegration, cosmic error correction, my power begins to dissipate, and all efforts return to the dust of the universe."

he supported the sky with his body, but in the end, it was still fast dimming, until at last, he grew old, sat down in the scriptures, and died in the years.

at this point, the sky he held up, and the mythical planet behind him, died out completely and could never be seen again.

Wang Xuan is moved. Compared with this world, this man is absolutely the strongest in the world, belongs to the first person in a certain fairy world, and confronts the error-correcting universe.

he was at the front, trying to keep the last extraordinary light, but fate was doomed, exhausted, weak and old, and he died like a mortal in the years.

seeing this scene, Wang Xuan could not help sighing, taking history as a mirror: this is what is doomed to happen in the future, and no one can escape.

even if they are extremely strong, such as female monks, Zhang Daoling, bitter monks, and the ancestors of immortals, it is difficult to make an exception, and it is entirely possible to mark white-haired men.

Scripture carries the white-haired man down and into the fire.

then, there is boundless light blooming, a woman with a thin brow spiritual energy, opening up an infinite field, with the gods, with the divine kingdom behind her, soaring up to the sky, the whole world soaring.

but after all, she was crushed by the universe, her body was dim and extraordinary faded, the kingdom of the gods disintegrated, and scripture after scripture burned and fell into the fire.

the people and scenes who can rush into the universe and show a special brand are all the most powerful people of that year, but only regret and powerlessness are left to future generations.

"Don't burn it, show it to me." Wang Xuan felt heartache for them, which was their lifelong painstaking work. It was a pity that they threw it into the fire and burned it to ashes.

even if those people feel that these scriptures are not enough to continue myths and to reshape the extraordinary world, they can also be left for future generations to refer to and enlighten people.

he reached out to get in touch with the scriptures and tried to stop them. Although he didn't know how many years and ages passed by, he subconsciously did so.

"Hmm"

his spiritual eye, his meta-god, seems to have really touched something.

next, Wang Xuan's body trembled, and his mental body stood on the burning scriptures, approaching the ancients of that long time ago.

"Ling Ling" A man with a young face, but with vicissitudes of life and gray hair, looked back at him and opened his mouth like this.

of course, it was not a real voice, but a kind of mental fluctuation across time and space, and I saw him!

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Wang Xuan was so surprised that he wanted to open his mouth and convey mental fluctuations, but he found that he could not do so.

can Ling still be defined in this way Whether it was the same as what he had seen before.

there is no doubt that the man in this scripture is so powerful that the scripture paper glows in the sky and revolves around him.

he raised his hand and pressed down toward Wang Xuan, covering the sky with one hand. All kinds of runes, accompanied by Tao fire, were burned in line with scriptures, drowning Wang Yusheng.

with a bang, Wang Xuan's spirit turned into light and rain, disappeared from this book, steamed up, and returned to the physical body.

at this time, Wang Xuan found that his heart was beating violently like a drum, and the sound was so loud that he was covered with white sweat.

just now, he really and clearly felt the reality of death. The Yuan God was erased when he raised his hand. In the face of that kind of extraordinary figure, he could not move and was killed instantly!

"is this the real gap between me and Lao Zhang and Fang Yuzhu behind the scenes" He was wet and sweaty from head to toe.

when you meet such a person, you can destroy him with a single look, and if you raise your hand, you will destroy all dharma. Across time and space, you will be able to cover the sky alone and give a blow to destruction.

"does he regard me as a spirit" Wang Xuan pondered whether this was going to redefine this creature, or that the person was wrong.

after this experience, Wang Xuan felt a sense of collapse. It was a real death experience, and his spirit is still tense up to now.

"Oh, you want to fight, don't overdo it!" Cried the round-faced girl.

Wang Xuan bowed his head and was surprised to find that he was so nervous that he touched the head of Little White Tiger, rubbing it again and again, and the other party almost hated him.

she had dodged out, looking at him warily and viciously.

"what did you just see" Wang Xuan asked her if she had seen him standing on the scriptures and being strangled.

the round-faced girl was stunned and shook her head. She didn't see anything, but she tilted her head and thought, "for a moment, you seemed to be dead, as if you had disappeared from this world, leaving only a shell."

Wang Xuan silently realized that it was not without harvest. He saw a large number of burning runes that covered him. Although it was a crippled sutra, he was enlightened by the sudden spiritual resonance.

"at that time, many people liked to open up a small world, to accommodate themselves, to gain a foothold, and to pay attention to the endless growth of all laws, but they still could not escape the coming of the era of exhaustion."

he sat down and tried to experience according to what he got. A hazy ring gradually emerged in his body. Naturally, he could not open up a small world with his Tao, but he also surprised the little white tiger with wide eyes.

"did you just immerse yourself in the ancient scriptures, argue with the ancients, and get busted" The round-faced girl asked quickly and eagerly.

Wang Jiedun looked bad and said, "take a picture of the crystal, bring it!"

Little White Tiger said, "I did it for your own good. It was the most valuable experience. I relived the lost mythological civilization, and the demon lord also experienced it at that time."

"how did she go through it tell me." Wang Xuan was interested.

"she was killed by the supreme power in a second, and then she rushed into the challenge again and again, getting stronger and stronger, laying a certain foundation for her to build a unique foundation in the future."

when Wang Xuan heard this, he was immediately surprised and prepared to choose another particularly powerful scripture to capture the mythological scriptures of extinction immediately before death came.

Little White Tiger hurriedly shouted, "wait a minute, you missed one thing. At that time, the demon master brought me and did not die. I was also a party in the past, indicating that only with me can we get lucky, together!"e saints" Wang Xuan opened his mouth.at this time, shadowy figures appeared near the three piles of fire, there were men and women, old and young, all dancing around the three piles of fire.as for the...