Chapter 339 ?

Chapter 339: The Burning End of the Myth

"Open!" A white-haired man held a painting fan with a magnificent map of mountains and rivers on it. He slammed the fan violently, and with a bang, the auspicious light and wonders of mountains and rivers emerged, piercing a mountain in front of him, and an ancient cave remains. appeared in front of his eyes.

At the end of the land, a red-haired young man held a nine-story pagoda in his hand, staring at the Daze in front of him, where the legendary innate yin and yang qi entangled, flowed and rose.

He was shocked, and immediately sacrificed the immortal pagoda, intending to take away the legendary substance and make the pagoda a peerless treasure.

At this time, in this new world, people from all over the world have found good luck and found strange objects, but a large number of people have also died. Crazy beasts are rampant, Jedi appear, and if they go to the wrong place, they will die.

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The round-faced girl sat opposite the fire, absorbed some strange substances rising from the fire, stood up, and said, "This place is for you."

She was about to leave, she couldn't stand looking at that face, even if she couldn't kill him, she still wanted to hold him and chop his ass with his long knife!

It's a pity that she can't do anything, since she can only endure it, she might as well be out of sight and out of mind.

Wang Xuan was surprised, and said: "There is nothing unusual about this fire, it's just some special energy substances, neither dangerous nor great, why are everyone talking about it and want to find a pile?"

"Do you know what kind of fire this is?" The round-faced girl raised her chin and was extremely proud. She didn't want to talk to him at first, but couldn't help it.

"I don't know, and you don't know either?" Wang Xuan looked at her.

"The demon master said, this may be the embers of the Great Dao. You think it is so simple, it can burn the gods to death, destroy the demon saints, and if it is strong, it will be strong; if it is weak, it will be weak. You are too weak, you did not activate it, and did not let it appear Due fortune and danger."

She raised her chin with a confident demeanor. She was led by the demon master back then and experienced the real and terrifying fire of civilization, which is still fresh in her memory.

"It's a kind of good luck, not many people can experience it. You must know that a strong man from the sky who once competed with the demon master died in the fire."

When the round-faced girl said this, she gave him the back of the head, walked to the distance, and said, "You, don't think too much, you are still young, accumulate more, strive to break the rules in the future, and find opportunities to experience the truth in the firelight. "

This kind of fire is indeterminate. I don't know when it will appear, and I don't know where it will emerge. It is only the first chance to meet it. It is good fortune to really get in touch with its reality, but there have not been many people since ancient times.

In fact, even some peerless masters have no chance of this fire.

"In a great era, it would be nice if one or two people could feel the embers of civilization..." The round-faced girl felt something was wrong when she said this, and she couldn't help but stop.

Then, her eyes widened, and the tiger's eyes were full of energy. What's the situation, why is the surrounding hazy? It's not the same as her experience back then, but the atmosphere is somewhat similar.

She turned around abruptly, looked at the fire, and immediately saw Wang Xuanbao's solemn appearance, holding the Zhanshen Banner to guard against her, staring at the fire, as if to see through and comprehend something.

Then, some scenery appeared around, and the world seemed to be gradually different.

She was dumbfounded, this... is it? Although she knew that this nasty young man was extraordinary, and she had squeezed against him on purpose just now, she didn't expect that he really got something under her nose.

This made her put her picturesque and beautiful face of Baihu Shangxian. Just now, she was saying that he was not good, but in an instant, she was given a slap in the face, presenting a wonderful scene, and reappearing the mythical civilization in the fire.

"Wait for me, the flames are very dangerous, I'll protect the way for you!" The round-faced girl ran over without shame, wanting to take advantage of the opportunity.

"If you stay away from me, I will feel more at ease." Wang Xuan stared at the fire, holding the Zhanshen Banner in his hand, and responded.

"No, the demon lord said, I have to be responsible to you, in order for you to fulfill the demon lord's entrustment, I want to protect you, you can't die now!" The round-faced girl rushed over.

However, on the way, she screamed: "Oops, I'm lost, hurry up and pick me up, the grievances between us will be wiped out, and I won't settle accounts with you!"

Around her, there appeared silent streets, strange cities, empty and cold, without a single sound.

This is a mysterious city, which is different from any era she has experienced. It is close to modern architecture, but it has an ancient atmosphere.

"Heavenly Demon—Blood Peacock?!" She exploded immediately. On a building next to the street, she saw a hanged man with a broken neck. He was dangling there. He had been dead for many years. It's all dried up.

This is a well-known sky demon, one of the top three celestial wizards in the era she experienced, and she just died here. No wonder she disappeared without a sound.

Empty streets, unfamiliar cities, all buildings with mottled ancient charm, in the sunset, there is an unspeakable loneliness, the whole world seems to come to an end, all living beings have perished, only she is left.

The round-faced girl was frightened. This was different from what she had experienced back then. What she saw was not the same fire, but it still made her feel strongly uneasy.

She felt that she might die here!

The spectacle created by the remnants of this civilization is that the strong will kill the strong, and the weak will not let go of the weak. There is no reason at all.

In the quiet street, there was only the sound of her own footsteps, no, there was another person's footsteps, she turned her head suddenly, but there was nothing.

brush!

Her hair stood on end, and she felt some cold nails scratching her neck, blood oozed out, almost cutting off her head.

boom!

She went berserk, cast spells desperately, attacked here, and then all the light beams hit the ground and hit the top of the building, but there was not even a splash. Those places were motionless and not damaged at all.

She ran forward quickly, and saw another corpse, hanged on a building beside the road, she looked carefully and again, her scalp became numb, and she recognized it again.

"In the past, the peerless genius among alchemists, according to legend, who dared to compete with Fang Yuzhu in her youth, she died here!"

This time it was a woman, beautiful and lifelike, her neck was also broken by a black rope, hanging there shaking, she was not dry yet.

The little white tiger's hair stood on end in fright, and his soul was about to float. This kind of person's "spirituality" is absolutely against the sky, but he still couldn't pass the test and died tragically here.

She felt that, relying on her own words, she would definitely die.

"Demon Lord, I want to... sorry for you for the time being, I have to live to serve you." She muttered fearfully and guiltily.

"Wang Xuan, come and lead me out, don't you want to watch the demon master dance? I have, she really dances to her heart's content once in a while, I have a picture crystal here, come and rescue me!"

The round-faced girl's hair exploded, and her heart was full of shadows. She knew very well that even a demon saint might die if he came in. The key lies in the unspeakable—spirituality.

When the demon master came in back then, his strength was not strong, and he was far from rising, but his understanding was invincible, and his aura appeared frequently, leading her to pass the test without any danger.

She felt that she might not be as good as Wang Xuan in terms of this kind of talent, so she called for help loudly.

"Is there really a peerless fairy dance?" Wang Xuan's voice came from an unknown place ahead, in the sunset.

Sure enough, the spirituality is far stronger than her, can you hear her cry for help and see her? However, when she looked along the sound and couldn't see anything, she hurriedly shouted: "Yes!"

At this time, Wang Xuan was also extremely shocked. He stared at the fire, his mind was out of his body, and he saw its essence with the eyes of heaven. When he tried to read those fragments of scriptures, his surroundings changed like this.

The unfamiliar streets, the city of unknown age, are vague and gradually real, surrounding him.

At this time, he was in a square, and a large number of scriptures were being burned, and countless scriptures were thrown into the fire. He only saw a pair of rough and aging hands, throwing these secret books without hesitation, and they all ignited.

He heard the little white tiger's cry for help, and what he saw stunned him, because the little white tiger found a black rope by himself and wanted to hang himself to death.

"You are crazy, why did you commit suicide?" Wang Xuan was puzzled.

In the square, he looked at the round-faced girl not far away. She hanged herself deftly, her neck was put into the black rope, her tongue stuck out, her soul was strangled, and she was already sluggish.

"I... no, there is a devil... holding my hand, there are dirty things, trying to kill me!" The round-faced girl stuck out her tongue, stared at her eyes, and choked back a weak scream with a red face.

Seeing that she was about to die, her neck was about to be broken, and even her primordial spirit was about to be broken. That kind of black rope was terrible.

Wang Xuan frowned, waved the Zhanshen Banner, and pointed forward, a golden grid spread out, hitting the street, and cut off the black rope that could strangle the human soul with a bang, and the little white tiger fell directly to the ground .

At the same time, Wang Xuan saw a pair of white and slender hands dripping with blood, leaving from the back of the round-faced girl's neck, which was quite scary.

"Wang Xuan, take me there quickly!" The round-faced girl was completely ashamed, and at the same time feeling extremely ashamed, she actually asked him for help, calling him for help.

However, when she thought that the demon sage could do nothing here and was in danger of perishing, her heart became stronger again, and she was not afraid of losing face.

"Take a step to the left to avoid the big black hole in the ground in front of you." Wang Xuan reminded her to hurry over.

However, True Immortal Baihu took a step directly to the right, her legs didn't work, and she jumped straight into a black hole that she couldn't see at all.

She felt something was wrong at the first moment, a pair of icy palms grabbed her ankles with infinite force, dragging her to the dark underground like hell.

"Oh, is it a spooky spirit? I can't see it, but it really exists. How can even the body be attacked? Wang Xuan, please lead me there!"

Wang Xuan was speechless, the round-faced girl is so timid, usually fierce, is she too timid now? He didn't know that many important people died here, and their fate was extremely tragic. He didn't understand, so naturally he didn't feel that way.

Whoosh!

At the critical moment, Wang Xuan threw out the fishing line and hook, hooked the little white tiger's hairpin directly, and hung her up.

"Ah, someone wants to hang me again!" She struggled wildly.

Wang Xuan fished her with a dark face, but he couldn't pull it. His face changed slightly, and he quickly waved the God-killing Banner again, golden patterns intertwined, and a dull sigh came from the black hole, and then the little white tiger was caught by him directly.

Wang Xuan disliked her, it was so useless, the majestic Baihu Shangxian was waiting for him to save her.

"It's not what you think. The demon ancestor may die if he enters, and the peerless strong may have accidents if he enters by mistake. Of course I am afraid."

The round-faced girl was ashamed and angry, and finally turned into a little white tiger about a foot long, drew circles and cursed on the ground, and then covered her face and didn't want to move anymore. She was really ashamed today.

Wang Xuan touched its head, it felt...really good, and then touched it twice.

"Wow, what are you doing?!" The little white tiger frowned.

"Where is the picture crystal? Don't pretend to be dead!" Wang Xuan glanced at her, not forgetting this.

Then, he quickly looked into the firelight, piles of scriptures were thrown into it by the rough and aged hand, accompanied by the sound.

"Since you can't get close to the truth, what's the use of you? If you stay here, you will harm future generations. Burn them all." An old voice, full of helplessness and despair, burned the piles of scriptures.