Immortal Martial God Chapter 1777: collapse

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This incident had a great impact on Xiang Nan.

After fighting for so long and so many people died, the Martial Emperor of the Human Race was all dead, and even the Demon Emperor was gone.

In the end, everything is just nothing.

It's ridiculous that there is still internal fighting between my own human races, and I think the biggest enemy is Baihe.

As a result, people are just a race in exile, quietly hiding in a person’s dream to live.

From the description of the diary, the human race in the "real world" is broad, as if below the **** race, all those with life and higher wisdom are collectively called humans.

This should also include the current demons and demons. In other words, the human race in "that world" has many branches.

Xiang Nan sighed a long while standing in the void. He looked down at his hands, feeling trance and unreal.

Does I really exist? Or just an illusion in the dream of the diary owner.

People's dreams are connected by a large number of broken fragments. In some dreams, there will be a large number of characters. Even the dreamer himself does not know who they are. These characters disappear in a flash.

"Then what am I, is it that flashed by, is it a rushing passerby in a dream?" Xiang Nan lowered his head, his face was blank.

The dream of the owner of the diary was not short. It was done for hundreds of millions of years. Compared with the years of those decades, I am afraid that my own life for only a few decades is just a few seconds away. It's not even considered.

Did the owner of the diary really dream of billions of years?

The time cognition in dreams is different from the time cognition in reality.

It is possible that the owner of the diary only had a few months of dreams, and the people living in his dreams felt like billions of years had passed.

Xiang Nan condensed a small silver needle with thunder power and pierced the back of his hand.

He silently watched the bright red blood flowing out of the skin, a slight stinging sensation was very clear.

But now, Xiang Nan is also suspicious of all this.

What is true and what is false.

Where did these humans, these countless humans, come from? Are they the characters in the dream of the diary master?

Also, there are real living entities that have appeared in the dream of the diary owner.

If he wakes up suddenly, will he suddenly disappear? Will people all over the world disappear with them.

Xiang Nan's heart was suddenly empty, and he was hit by an unprecedented blow.

This kind of blow is more serious than his defeat by the enemy.

If someone suddenly tells you that all your efforts are in vain and everything you perceive is false, then this kind of despair cannot be smoothed out through hard work.

Xiang Nan returned to the world of the Six Emperors in despair.

He looked at the dilapidated world, his eyes still blank.

With so many people dead, do you really need heartache?

Are these dead people real? If they are just the product of a twinkling consciousness in a dream, then these people are dead or alive, do they still need to be pityed and sympathized?

What is murder.

Xiang Nan sketched a character in his mind, and then he chose to forget this character.

He muttered to himself: "Am I supposed to kill someone? I forgot the character I just imagined in my mind. Is that character dead? Did I kill it?"

"Do I need to blame myself?"

Xiang Nan felt a cloud of darkness, which began to grow quietly in his heart.

The darkness began to engulf him, wrapping him up, making him breathless.

For the first time in history, Xiang Nan's Dao Heart has clearly loosened, and his Dao Heart is unstable.

He had doubts about everything he had insisted before.

The darkness is the beginning of the destruction of Dao Xin.

Xiang Nan himself knows what happened to him. He knows that his Dao Xin is being buried, but he has no way to prevent this from happening.

He has no way to convince himself.

Everything he has upheld, believed firmly, persisted, and worked hard for is instantly overwhelming like a building collapsed.

He looked at his hands, and he felt his strength declining.

If everything is fake, what do I still work hard to do, what do I need the strength of this body to do?

Xiang Nan has completely lost the motivation to move forward. He has no desire for cultivation or realm.

Xiang Nanfei returned to the Baijia territory.

In the ruins of the battle, everyone is still waiting for Xiang Nan's return.

When everyone saw a light in the distance, slowly drifting from far to near, everyone held their breath.

They are serious, trying hard to see clearly whether the person shrouded in that light is Baihe or Xiang Nan.

The human face in the light determines the fate of the world.

The intense light did not fly fast. It took him nearly a minute to fly from the sky to the crowd.

After everyone saw that the visitor was Xiang Nan, the audience burst into the most enthusiastic cheers.

"It is Xiang Nan! He defeated Baihe! It is really Xiang Nan!"

"We won! We won!"

"Hahahaha, Baihe is dead, we don't have to die!"

Huangpu Sea King, Teng Jing, Shi Beihong and they all nodded with satisfaction. They gave Xiang Nan a heavy hope in their hearts. After all, they did not misunderstand the wrong person.

Someone is more sensitive.

Xu Caiyue, Mengdie, Huangpu Ruyan and some of the women clearly noticed Xiang Nan's changes.

But I don’t know how this change came about, and what it means.

It just feels that Xiang Nan is not as happy as he imagined, and even Xiang Nan's eyes have an unprecedented bleakness.

Although Xiang Nanqiang smiled, they were still keenly caught.

"It's finally over." Shi Beihong took a deep breath and said: "The era under the rule of the Bai family has finally come to an end."

"Although this ending is not perfect, it is at the cost of countless lives."

Xiang Nan looked at the Jiuhua woman and said, "Senior Jiuhua, it's time to return the body of the Demon Emperor to him."

"I took the initiative to return his body, is there any way you can make him come back to life and let his soul return to his body."

The Jiuhua woman said: "It's very difficult. You took away his body, and this is the most thorough and perfect way to take away the house, because it was his own initiative, without a trace. Resistance."

"Once this kind of perfect seizure succeeds, and the soul of the Demon Emperor himself wants to return, it will be as difficult as reaching the sky."

Xiang Nan frowned and said, "I feel that there are some uncertainties in what you said, is there still a chance?"

The Jiuhua woman said: "If you have it, but it is vague. Since you have done so much for the world, I am also obligated to help you."

"In the next three years, I will take away his soul and his body. If it succeeds, then within three years, you will have the Demon King again."

"If you fail, the Demon King will no longer exist. I hope you will be mentally prepared. The probability of success is not high."

Hearing this, the people present cheered again.

Hope is better than nothing. At this time, whether the human race or the demon race, they all need a pillar and a spiritual support.