Volume 1: If Life Is Just Like the First Meeting Volume 6: Three Desolate Tribulations Chapter 1365: Three Desolate Tribulations Before Shocking My Name (2)

The last fifty years before the catastrophe! !

Just like the darkness in front of us, the beginning and end of all darkness in the world, the Three Wildernesses are at this moment. Fifty years is half a lifetime for mortals, but for monks, it may be just the blink of an eye. .

But those strong men from the past who have awakened do not want to let these fifty years just blink. They want to completely explode the accumulated madness in these fifty years, and release all their desires until they accompany the world into the world. After the catastrophe, they squandered another hundred years in the new world they thought would appear after the catastrophe.

Then he fell into a deep sleep, waiting for the catastrophe countless years after the new era to wake up again.

This is their destiny, starting over and over again, one century after another, as if it will never end. Even they themselves think so, but few people know that in fact this catastrophe is not only for all living beings, but also... them itself!

Flowers will eventually bloom and fall. The power of the blooming petals is not the desire to fall. When the petals wither and fall into the mud, how many people can think of how many bees and butterflies will be attracted by the beauty that the flower once bloomed.

A reincarnation, a Tao!

As time goes by, more and more powerful people from the past era flock to Anchen, Nisheng, and Sanhuang. Among them, in the Anchen and Nisheng camps, no matter how crazy they are, they seem to have some reservations and have not reached the goal. In the extreme, at best, he is moody and kills a lot.

But in these three desolate realms, these intruders, who have been sleeping here and awakening, seem to be more casual and crazy here, killing, seizing bodies, refining, furnaces, and all kinds of extremely evil things. The matter spread throughout the Three Wastelands.

They are arrogant because they think no one can kill them. They are crazy because for countless years, they can no longer be called monks but have become part of the catastrophe.

Only a handful of strong people can still stay awake and think that they are not ferocious beasts, but monks. This type of people rarely go out, and they often stay the same as the shepherd boy in the past hundred years.

Su Ming didn't want to pay much attention to these powerful men from the past era. Whether they were killing people or being extremely vicious, it was the final release in life. Whether it was all living beings or the starry sky, in the last fifty years, they transformed into It has led to troubled times and the end of the world, and all of this is actually just an interlude when the main melody is about to start.

Originally, with Su Ming's character, as long as he did not step into the Daochen True Realm and did not disturb his retreat to prepare for the Three Wilds, he would not pay attention to too many changes in the outside world among the powerful people from the past era. Because in Su Ming's eyes, , these people... are actually like ants.

The different levels of life and the gap in realms make Su Ming look at the world in a profoundly different way. Although these powerful men from the past era are also indescribable, they are only one or two realms different from Su Ming. , but...Su Ming clearly understood the Tao, and they gave up the possibility of enlightenment.

For those who fled to Daochen Realm, Su Ming did not prevent all living beings from finding opportunities to survive. They chose this place and chose to spend fifty years quietly. So this was their choice.

However, Su Ming underestimated the madness and arrogance of those strong men from the past era. He thought that driving the old man out of the Dao and destroying his body and soul would serve as a warning. After all, the killing... Su Ming... One life is too much. In the fifty years before the destruction of this world, since all living beings are destined to die, Su Ming is not willing to fight for too many lives in the catastrophe.

The old man's shrill roar before his death really frightened many powerful people from the past era, but... while they were frightened, they also suddenly erupted and they couldn't control it. of excitement and excitement.

They were excited, extremely excited, and so excited that their eyes were filled with bloodlust. They had not experienced this feeling of death for a long, long time.

For example, if a soul has been dead for a long time, it will long for life, and if a living person has survived for a long time, it will long for death. This does not mean that it longs for death, but that there will be a feeling of accelerated blood flow between life and death. An obsession.

They have known for a long time that there is a powerful existence in Daochenzhen Realm. It is his territory and outsiders are not allowed to enter. This is true when the hundred years have just arrived. After feeling Su Ming's spiritual thoughts, he spread the word of the word, and only then did he have fifty years of peace.

But now, with the death of the old man, this peace has been broken. While they are excited, in the eyes of many powerful people from the past era, the arrogant attitude of Daochen where Su Ming is located also makes them... ...meaning of provocation.

After all, those who could survive the catastrophe for a century were all outstanding talents, and they were also people with great opportunities. They were dissatisfied with each other, let alone Su Ming, who had never seen him hiding in Daochen Realm. .

As a result, nearly a hundred powerful men from the past era, headed by the three old monsters who had survived the longest, launched their first big... range of steps

Nearly a hundred strong men, nearly a hundred in the Indescribable Middle Stage, and as for the three old men, they were in the Indescribable Middle Stage and were close to the peak of their cultivation. On that day three years later, from the place where Daochen True Realm approached the Yin Sheng True Realm, that year The place where the old man died entered Daochen.

Although they were only a hundred people, in fact, at this moment, almost all the powerful people from the past era in the Three Wildernesses were paying attention in different ways. They even started a bet and regarded this matter as a matter of life. A drama becomes a possibly beautiful memory in their few waking hours.

As nearly a hundred strong men stepped in, the entire Daochen True Realm suddenly fluctuated like a violent wind. This fluctuation spread rapidly and swept across the entire Daochen Realm, causing those monks who were hiding in the Daochen True Realm to disappear. Their hearts were trembling, and their expressions showed fear and despair. They didn't know whether this place could still be a paradise.

Nearly a hundred powerful auras turned into a storm as the ripples swept across. The storm became stronger and stronger, and waves of terrifying whirling screams and roars swirled around with evil intent and arrogance.

At this moment, Su Ming opened his eyes in the Ninth Peak Sect.

"Bald Hair, take this thing and wipe these people away." When Su Ming spoke calmly, the Bald Hair Crane next to him, who had already felt bored in every possible way, immediately became energetic and screamed, with his eyes bright and excited. and excitement.

"Spar, crystal, these people have lived for so long, they must have a lot of crystal on their bodies!" The bald crane's eyes were shining brightly. In excitement, he saw Su Ming flick his sleeve, and immediately there was a wooden stick the size of a palm, Floating in front of the bald crane.

"This is this?" Bald-haired Crane was stunned. He thought that Su Ming would bring out some earth-shattering treasure, but now it looked like this wooden stick was very ordinary and there was nothing surprising about it.

"You only need to bump this thing into a person at will, and the other person will be erased." As Su Ming spoke, he closed his eyes again and immersed himself in the enlightenment of cultivation. He wanted to ensure that he would be in the world for fifty years. Finally, we must face all catastrophes and destruction in our peak state.

"Okay!" The bald-haired crane was full of energy, and grabbed the wooden stick. Jiejie swayed with a strange smile, and instantly turned into a rainbow, and went straight into the distance in an instant, breaking through the void and escaping into the starry sky.

For those strong men from the past era, this is a game. For the bald crane, this is not a game. However, once the game is passed, it will get a large number of crystal stones. With this reward, it is enough to The bald crane went crazy.

It screamed strangely and became arrogant all the way, and its speed exceeded its previous limit. In other words, there is no such thing as limit in the Bald-haired Crane. Enough crystals can make its explosion almost unlimited.

There are not many stars in Daochen Realm, most of them are floating land. At this moment, in the starry sky outside one of the continents, nearly a hundred powerful people turned into hundreds of rainbows and roared towards them.

"There are a lot of strangers here, haha, don't fight with me, this is mine. I want to refine this continent and all the strangers on it, and turn them into parts of my magic weapon!" An old man among the hundred people immediately laughed. The sound echoed, and he rushed straight to the continent in a flash. When he raised his right hand, a white flame suddenly appeared from the palm of his hand. When the flame came out, even the starry sky seemed to melt. He was thrown away , the flame spread straight to the continent below.

Others around looked on with smiles, but no one came to snatch it. The old man could even predict that in the next breath, he would hear countless miserable screams and see the continent become his magic weapon under this refining process. part.

But at this moment, when the flames were about to fall, when many monks on the continent were already in despair, under the flames, the figure of a bald crane stepped out of the nothingness, looking arrogant and extremely arrogant. After the expression appeared, its claws were raised, and a piece of wood flew out immediately, heading straight for the flames.

The moment they touched each other, there was not much roar. The flame trembled instantly and collapsed in an instant. However, the wooden stick did not pause at all. After penetrating the flame directly, the next breath appeared on the old man with a shocked look on his face. In front of him, there was just a light touch on his body.

At this touch...the starry sky became deathly silent.

The old man's body instantly turned into flesh at the touch of the palm-sized wooden bar. His flesh and blood collapsed, and both body and soul were destroyed.

While the starry sky was silent, the bald crane was also startled by the power of the wooden stick, but soon it woke up. With a turn of its eyes, it immediately transformed into an old man with a fairy-like spirit.

With a proud smile on his face, he spoke lightly.

"I, Bald Crane, I heard that the cultivators on this continent are willing to pay millions of crystal stones to avoid today's catastrophe. I wonder if this is true?" As he spoke, Bald Crane lowered his head and looked at the cultivators on the continent indifferently.

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