Volume 1: If Life Is Just Like the First Meeting Volume 6: Three Desolate Tribulations Chapter 1369: Three Desolate Tribulations (1)

Five years, not to mention a monk, even an ordinary mortal, five years! It is not a long time. Although it cannot be described in the blink of an eye, it is often unknowingly that the five years have passed. .

And these five years ago, the more than forty years since Su Ming established his power, can be said to be the quietest period in the hundreds of years before the countless catastrophes in the entire Sangxiang world.

There is no killing in the past, there is no madness like almost all before the catastrophe, but it has returned to calm. Most of the strong men from the previous era have become silent, and many have even chosen to leave. After all, Su Ming's existence here has no influence on them. For them, strong fear and shadow have formed.

Under such a crisis, no matter how crazy and unleashed they are, they can't maintain it for too long and are always a little uneasy. For them, the past forty years can be said to have been a boring life. Relatively speaking, those monks who escaped into the Daochen Realm seemed to have found the peace they once had. The premise is that if... ··If there were no vibrations in the entire Three Wilderness Worlds, and if there were no ripples in the starry sky that were almost like the ocean.

For more than forty years, the tremors of the Three Wildernesses have become more intense. Covered by ripples in the starry sky, when people look up, they see that the sky has lost its blue color more than ten years ago, and is now turbid. The sun has already It has not appeared for ten years, and the moonlight disappeared eight years ago.

Because, stars and continents, not to mention all, but almost half of them, in the vibration of these three wastelands, seem to be immersed in nothingness, and can only see shadows, not all, as if the starry sky was divided into two parts.

One part is the endless reverberating ripples, and the other part is the starry sky under the ripples, like a mirror. The reason why it is called a mirror is because in recent years, if you walk in the starry sky, you can see what seems to be under some stars and continents. In the void, it seems that there is another world.

Sang Xiang’s other wing has reached a point where many people can see it!

Because these four wings are so close that they form a gap that is invisible to the naked eye. Only after magnifying it countless times can we clearly see the overlap between them, which is almost perfect.

Over the past forty years, Su Ming has opened his eyes three times. The first time was in the first ten years. After his body in the Hall of All Spirits completed the last spiritual ascension, his life level was completely transformed and he became After receiving the spirit of the deceased, he opened his eyes during the fusion of his body and saw the world on the other side of Sang Xiang, where the hesitation and fear of life came from.

The second time he opened his eyes was in the second ten years, he seemed to wake up from a deep sleep and saw Sanhuang, Sang Xiang, Su Xuanyi, and Di Tian.

What are these people's plans? Su Ming can guess some of them. Although not all of them, he still has some understanding. His eyes were mostly looking at the starry sky below. When it was about to close, he glanced at the nothingness above unintentionally, and a hint of understanding appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The third time he opened his eyes was now, with only five years left before the catastrophe. Su Ming's eyes opened... and never closed again.

Looking at the world, at the starry sky, at nothingness, at the sentient beings in the Daochen Realm, Su Ming's eyes were filled with reluctance, with the memories of the past, with all the beauty of Wushan in his childhood, and with the love for him. The world, for his home...a deep sigh.

He knew that everything was going to end. This was inevitable. Even if his cultivation level had reached this level, he still could not change this fact. He even lacked the ability to protect himself. Can he survive this catastrophe? After that, he still existed. He didn't know whether he would have a chance to find his senior brother, Cang Lan and others.

This gaze lasted for four years. Su Ming had not closed his eyes for four years, as if he wanted to remember every starry sky, every star, every continent, and even every face here.

Because Su Ming understood that after this time, if he wanted to see these things again, he could only see them in dreams, only in memories.

Not everyone can witness the destruction of the world, and not everyone can see the brilliance in the destruction. Likewise, not everyone can lament the destruction of human beings before the destruction.

Su Ming is relatively lucky, because he can sit here cross-legged and watch the destruction of the world, watch all the beauty finally become nothingness, watch his home become a dreamland from now on.

Until Su Ming raised his head and looked at the nothingness above, he could vaguely see a whirlpool in the infinity above. There was a river called Wangchuan in the whirlpool, and on the other side of the river, it was called the other side.

That was the place where he sent all his relatives and friends. With his blessing, he hoped that they could be there and walk away from the catastrophe, avoiding this catastrophe that even he himself was not sure about.

Watching, watching, Su Ming showed a smile at the corner of his mouth. The smile was filled with relief and satisfaction. He cherished the most love in his life, and those people he sent to the other side were precious to him in this life.

In this way, Su Ming watched for half a year until he felt the roar of the Three Wastelands. In this short half year, it directly surpassed all the previous ones. Even the entire world was shaking, and the ripples became stronger! When it became stronger, Su Ming knew that the catastrophe... had begun to appear. !

But just when he was about to retract his gaze and organize everything for this most important battle to him, Su Ming's body suddenly trembled.

This tremor caused his eyes to shrink instantly. He stared at the end of nothingness above, staring at the other shore there. He could clearly see that the Forgotten River water there actually... appeared. Go back! !

This scene disappeared in just an instant. Even when Su Ming looked at it again, the river of forgetfulness was still flowing, but the reverse flow of the previous moment caused a strong change in Su Ming's mind.

His body suddenly stood up, and his expression was solemn as never before. The reversal of that moment was by no means a trivial matter. If the Forgotten River can go back, then...it means that the people on the other side can also go back. If it is compared to time and years, , then this may be someone casting a spell to turn all the people sent away by Su Ming... back from the years!

Fortunately, the reversal disappeared in an instant. With Su Ming's blessing and Su Ming's own magical power, he could carry out this invisible battle to maintain the flow of the River of Forgetfulness, so that there would be no accidents in this matter. .

While he was pondering, Su Ming's eyes flashed, he raised his right hand and pressed it between his eyebrows, opened his mouth and spurted out blood. After grabbing the blood with his left hand, he pinched it and threw it not toward the endless void above, but toward... ····With a wave of the starry sky below, his blood immediately turned into nine blood-red rune marks, which instantly merged into the starry sky below.

"The art of reversing the passage of time!" The moment Su Ming spoke, the third eye between his eyebrows turned blood red, and the whole void exploded with an earth-shattering sound.

Those people who were sent away were Su Ming's reverse scales, and now even if there is even a slight possibility, someone is going to touch Su Ming's reverse scales. This matter... Su Ming will never accept it.

As he stood up, Su Ming's expression showed an icy killing expression that he had never seen in many years. The cold air emitted from his body instantly made the starry sky appear frozen. The first thing he looked at was the fourth wing. In this world, only the old man who destroys life is qualified to touch Su Ming's reverse scale.

But when he looked at it, he... did not see the old man who destroyed life, nor did he detect any trace of someone reversing time and space in the fourth wing realm.

Su Ming frowned, his eyes shrank, and his expression showed a moment of contemplation. Suddenly, a loud sound like the beginning of the starry sky suddenly whirled around in the starry sky.

The reverberation of this voice filled the Three Wilderness Realms, affected the Divine Source Star Sea, spread to the Dark Morning Nisheng, and echoed the Fourth Wing Realm. From within this void, the roaring echo of the Sangxiang Realm came. !

This sound seemed to be the sound of catastrophe. At first glance, it did not sound like a roar. Instead, it sounded like a dying man sighing as his life was leaving!

Those experienced monks from the ancient times were all quiet at this moment. They looked at the starry sky with some kind of melancholy in their respective places. This was not the first time they heard such a sound. They understood that from this From the moment the sound came out... it meant that the catastrophe was coming!

At the same time, at the moment when the sound reverberated, the ripples in the starry sky disappeared in the Three Wilderness Realm, and the starry sky... seemed to become transparent after the ripples dispersed, making People can see that under the starry sky, there is still a starry sky!

When bursts of shattering sounds were heard one after another at this moment, the breath of destruction and the power of catastrophe descended on the entire world of Sangxiang at this moment.

boom!

At this moment, a second loud noise was heard. The echo of this sound was like a funeral song that harvested souls. The moment it came out, most of the monks in Sanhuang immediately looked dull. No matter what they were doing, Everything happened at this moment, a smile appeared on the corner of the mouth, and with the smile, it turned into ashes one by one.

"Catastrophe, this is the legendary death knell of catastrophe...catastrophe...hahaha..." On a mountain peak of a star in a world, an old man laughed crazily, pointing at the sky, that smile The sound was shrill.

A sect with thousands of monks sitting cross-legged and meditating at the moment, all with smiles on their lips, turned into ashes and became the leader of the sect in front of them, with tears in their eyes.

Scenes like this have appeared in all the four realms of the Three Wastelands, as well as in the tribes of Shenyuan Xinghai. The demise of a clan and the sudden end of the whirlwind of shrill roars often represent the dispersion of a clan.

The strong men from the previous era who permeated many areas of the Three Wastelands looked at this scene one by one. What came to their minds was the sadness of the era they once lived in and the catastrophe. It seemed that at this moment, they were no longer inhumane. Instead, they turned into monks again. It seemed that the roaring like bells made them awaken in the true sense of life.

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