Chapter 341 ?

Chapter 341 Scriptures are Firewood, Civilization is Flame

Such interlacing of time, reunion in a different way, running through time and space in the fire, wandering the lost mythical world, communicating silently, and comprehending silently, are of great benefit to Wang Xuan's practice.

Once, twice...

Ten times, twenty times...

He watched the scenes of joys and sorrows, the lives of others in the past world, he worried about them, sighed for them, and silently saw them off.

Those are all unparalleled and earth-shattering creatures, but unfortunately, they fell in the past.

In front of the great universe, when the extraordinary is exhausted, no matter how strong an individual is, it is just a streamer illuminating a starry sky, fleeting.

It is too humble to be in the endless dark universe. Those amazing and brilliant people are eventually knocked out of the mortal world without exception. They die old and leave endless regrets.

Wang Xuan was silent, and the flames danced, illuminating his face and vaguely illuminating his bleak path ahead. He understood the "abandoned law" that was abandoned and considered useless in time.

"It's a useless method, misleading people's children, wasting time for nothing, no matter if you don't want it, it's all burned!" The old voice echoed, and in the rough and aging hands, the last stack of scriptures was thrown into the fire, and the two The palms also fell on the fire and burned together.

It was a manifestation of extreme disappointment, and they didn't want to talk about it, didn't want to struggle any more, so they simply burned everything up, letting Chaofan sink into ashes completely.

"Woooo..."

Wang Xuan heard the cry, someone sat cross-legged on the scriptures that fell into the fire, and wept bitterly. The scene, but now this is such a gaffe.

Why?

He stayed behind with the last few people and personally burned all the books of this extraordinary civilization!

After all, there is too much reluctance to give up. This is the brainchild of their whole life, but they have to sacrifice it like this, igniting it and burying it by themselves.

A white-haired man was also crying and laughing. After coughing up blood, he lowered his head and looked at the paper stained with his real blood. He let out a deep roar, and exploded himself, engulfed by the flames.

"It's almost burnt, extraordinary and eternal silence, we can't hold it anymore, even if there are newcomers, it's just another similar meteor that appears by chance, goodbye." Another person disappeared.

"Don't forget, our hard work has not yet been released. With all the scriptures as firewood and a mythical civilization as the flame, we will cast a treasure boat. I don't know if we can cross it out and get closer to the truth..."

Under the fire, a lone boat emerged, leaping up in the flames. It was nourished by countless scriptures, and it was forged with the accumulation of a mythological civilization.

Inside, there is the true blood of all races, carrying their hopes, breaking through the fire, cutting through time and space, and then going away.

"Go, don't look back if you succeed. If it reappears, it will prove a failure and fall on the way. I don't know if our last hard work is just a vain, and we have let down the quiet years."

It was a kind of sustenance. With their hope, the treasure flying boat disappeared at the end of the boundless darkness of the universe.

Wang Xuan's heart trembled violently, that is——Xiaoyaozhou? It has such a history!

"I advise latecomers, don't let the good times go, it's meaningless to fight in nothingness, and live in peace in the real world and in the ordinary."

This is Xiao Suo, but also helplessness in despair. The mythological powerhouse advises people to stay away from the nihilistic transcendence, and never set foot in such a field again.

The fire was dim and was about to go out, and there was only one old man left in front of the embers, his hands were burned off. Finally, he turned his head and looked at Wang Xuan and the little white tiger who were approaching.

"Damn spirit, die." His eyes showed a last gleam, and he disintegrated, his body and spirit disappeared, but the light in his eyes flew towards him, wanting to strangle Wang Xuan and the round-faced girl.

This time, Wang Xuan felt that something was wrong. He seemed to be in danger across time and space, and felt that he would be killed.

The old man's eyes were like the last flicker of the fire of mythical civilization, it was terrifying.

He waved the God-killing Banner without hesitation, and fled with the little white tiger at top speed.

boom!

The surface of the flag was scorched black and a corner was set on fire. This situation shocked Wang Xuan. It has never happened before that the surface of the flag is actually burning?

Even in front of the crater near the real place, the flag surface was hit by the gushing red light, but there were only scorched marks. Here, people who are not in the same time and space through countless ages have actually damaged the Zhanshen Banner.

After being blocked by the Zhanshen Banner, Wang Xuan and the round-faced girl retreated extremely quickly, but they still exploded above the embers of the avenue, turning into light rain.

This time, Wang Xuan felt as if he had been waiting for a long time. He was stuffed in the dark, unable to gather all his consciousness, and almost thought he was going to die.

Finally, his slackened consciousness gradually became clear, and his spiritual body condensed in the remaining firelight and reappeared.

The round-faced girl also changed from blurred to clear, with light and rain forming the primordial spirit body, and immediately screamed, she was really terrified.

"It's not that the demon lord and I have experienced this kind of fire before, but why is it different this time? Who is this old man? It's so terrifying that he almost killed me!"

She ran back to her physical body with a whoosh, and she was so frightened that she felt that she really died just now, and was obliterated by someone's eyes in the chaotic time and space.

Wang Xuan's mental body stood in front of the fire, lost in thought for a long time. If he hadn't cut the god flag, he felt that he and the little white tiger would really be wiped out!

This is a little scary, obviously not in the same dimension, time and space are intertwined, the last left behind is so strong?

He hurried to look at the Zhanshen Banner, the burning corner was extinguished, and part of it was damaged, but the golden veins were intertwined, and it slowly recovered.

"Okay!" He grabbed the little flag tightly.

When Wang Xuan calmed down, the old man also said that he was a creepy spirit at the end, which was a bit surprising. Does the creepy spirit really need to be redefined?

If this is the case, the astronauts he and Lao Zhang saw in the bar can be understood, and it makes sense, they belong to creatures scattered in time and space, observing this mythical world?

However, the ancient-looking astronauts he found in the city where Sun's family is located are somewhat inexplicable.

Especially, when thinking of the creepy spirits in the dead land, he has a big head, densely packed with scarlet eyes in the vast ocean, from the size of a lantern to the size of a mountain, how many monsters are there?

If they were also caused by the chaos of time and space, how many people must be watching him, all of them addicted to voyeurism? It's just...they all have voyeuristic psychosis.

He shook his head, it must not be like this, the shape of the spooky spirit is very complicated, it is not the same situation.

A latecomer like him, who has messed up time and space and observed the last mythical civilization, is actually considered a ghost, which is indeed worthy of deep thought and vigilance.

"Next time, I need to catch a few researches!"

The fire is going to be extinguished. It really exudes close to the real energy substance, and the amount is not very large. However, Wang Xuan thinks it is very valuable. Finding this super substance in the real world is of great significance!

Soon, Wang Xuan discovered that the so-called real energy matter from the real world was somewhat inaccurate. It seemed that the scriptures of that mythical god were burned and dissipated.

The fire was gradually extinguished. In the process, Wang Xuan's physical body and his spirit were slowly becoming stronger. This is a different kind of practice.

He is expected to break through. If he continues to accumulate like this, he will not enter the land of nothingness, and he will be able to improve his realm in this world.

He is infinitely close to the seventh stage!

With a flash of fire, the whole fire was extinguished, and a mythical civilization was completely dimmed, but the surrounding squares, buildings, ancient streets, etc. were still there.

At this time, the Zhanshen Banner was completely restored, and it was as good as ever. It has to be said that it is miraculous. Wang Xuan got up, held the flag and rummaged through the ashes, wanting to see if there was anything left.

A golden bamboo slip was found among the embers of other avenues.

"I'll help you!" The little white tiger ran over with a whoosh, very active, with a smirk on his fleshy round face, and quickly pawed.

As a result, she backed away with a scream of pain, and the fire was still under the ashes. Her body, which was as strong as her, couldn't bear it, and was almost roasted.

No need to think about it, this fire is so special!

Fortunately, she didn't really plunge into the residual fire below, otherwise, Wang Xuan thought, she would turn into a round-faced white tiger with no arms.

Under the fire, there was... really something left behind!

This made Wang Xuan's eyes light up immediately, the fire is about to die, is there still the supreme fetish, the supreme scripture?

A faint white light flickered. It was a page of scriptures, which he pulled out with the Zhanshen Banner. This was the only one, and there was nothing else, which made him both excited and regretful.

Why is there only one page left? It should be one.

Soon, the white light dissipated, leaving only an ordinary piece of paper, withered yellow and dim, with dense ghostly symbols written on the front and back.

Wang Xuan looked at it again and again, this is really ordinary paper, the material is very ordinary, it is a miracle that it can stay. If its material is extraordinary enough, the entire scripture should be preserved, right?

This is really regrettable, who left the scriptures? One page remains. Most of the words on this are not simple, and the fire has a spirit, don't you want it to be completely burned?

Wang Xuan looked and looked, but didn't understand a single word. He asked the little white tiger, "Do you have any research on ancient characters?"

"Ah, haha...you don't know?" The round-faced girl suddenly regained her spirits, raised her chin proudly, and said, "Please, I'm very proficient in prehistoric civilizations, and the secrets of immortality, which ones have no origin, we study each of them carefully." The words of the period!"

Seeing her so arrogant and proud, Wang Xuan directly pressed her tiger head, rubbed it vigorously, and said, "Why are you talking so much, translate!"

"Wow... stay away from me!" The little white tiger bared her teeth and claws. If it wasn't for the fact that the buildings were still there, she was worried that she would be "hanged". Pushing his hand away in disgust.

"What kind of broken writing is this, scribbled? I don't know any of them!" She was annoyed. She looked and looked again and again, but she could only stare blankly and couldn't translate it.

Wang Xuan snatched it away, and didn't want to talk to her anymore. He tried to communicate with her spirit to see if it could resonate with her.

Unfortunately, the paper didn't respond.

He thought for a while, gritted his teeth, and threw the paper into the remaining fire under the ashes until it glowed with a faint white light again. Wang Xuan immediately protected himself with the God-killing Banner, and sympathized with it.

This time the communication was successful, and the two resonated!

"What is real and what is illusory, I often think, only myself is real..."