World of Immortals Chapter 278: The ancestor? !

"The projection of the real world will eventually return to nothingness, and the illusion will eventually be shattered..."

The vast voice echoed throughout the whole world, majestic and full of breathtaking power.

Xiao Chen was shocked. The Longevity Realm is... a projection of the real world. Is the whole world false? Then... what is he?

The sound passed away, and the entire desert became extremely silent. The sound seemed to have never appeared before.

The vast expanse of the desert was stained with a fiery red brilliance in the sunset, the golden sand flowed a little bit of red light, and the burning clouds on the horizon gave the connection between the desert and the sky a golden edge.

Death silence, the empty desert is silent, desolate and lonely. At this moment...Xiao Chen's mood was undulating like a raging sea.

But in an instant, Xiao Chen calmed down quickly, he was a real existence, and it was enough to understand this.

There is no breath of life in the empty desert, but just today, at this moment, a temple, a Taoist temple, and a divine island appeared. Xiao Chen looked at them quietly, but it was difficult to walk forward. , The mysterious power prevented him from approaching.

The cold moonlight is falling down, and the stars are shining in the sky. Is all this illusory? Is all this a projection of the real world? Xiao Chen didn't entangle him, there was only one "self" in his heart, and he practiced silently in this kind of situation.

The moonlight is like water, but the temperature in the desert drops sharply. The fine iron can be frozen and cracked during the rapid decline in temperature. Suddenly a "creak" sounded in this lonely desert with gleaming stars. The door of the temple was pushed open.

The empty desert is silent and silent, so the sound is exceptionally abrupt, like a sacred fish leaping out of a calm lake.

Xiao Chen brushed open his eyes. In the moonlit night, two lightning bolts shot out in the void.

After pushing the temple door open. A young figure walked out calmly. He is dressed in a generous monk's clothing. But it looks like three or four years old. Most of the monk's clothes were dragged to the ground.

This is a toddler. Or a little monk. But it looks like three or four years old. But it can resist the extreme cold in the desert. Calmly and calmly walked out of the temple gate.

He has a fair complexion. Full forehead. The eyes are big and energetic. The eyelashes are very long. The bridge of the nose is straight. The lips are thick. This is a boy who looks very faithful and charitable. The ears are the most special among the five senses. Although the person is not big. The ears are big. Very blessed. The thick earlobe is about to touch the shoulder.

Although he saw Xiao Chen. But he didn't look surprised. Step past it. Went around the whole Shenmiao and walked towards the depths of the desert.

Xiao Chen was very surprised. But there was no sound. Watching him leave quietly.

At this moment, the Taoist temple in the distance was also pushed open, and a three or four-year-old little Taoist stepped out calmly. Although he was a young child, he looked exceptionally mature, especially his eyes were extremely deep. , As if you can understand everything in the world.

He also walked calmly towards the depths of the desert.

Extremely weird feeling, but only three or four-year-old children. But his demeanor and actions seemed like an antique that had lived for endless years, and he was extremely calm.

Swipe

On the small island of God in the sky, a child fell lightly, with black hair flowing like a waterfall, and a pair of eyes filled with spiritual energy, no, or murderous, made Xiao Chen feel it. A deep chill.

He also walked calmly towards the depths of the desert.

It feels extremely absurd that the three children are so mature. Without looking at Xiao Chen, he walked into the desert.

Xiao Chen stood up and followed their footsteps. The three children didn’t know how fast they were. Xiao Chen raised his speed to the limit, chasing hundreds of miles without catching up. The front completely disappeared.

However, he has made a new discovery, and there is an extremely dark area ahead. You can't see the end at all. Could it be the end of the desert of ancient gods? Staring carefully, Xiao Chen noticed. There seems to be... a space fault!

He returned to the place silently, and it was not until the latter half of the night that the three children came back one after another.

In the early morning, a ray of sunlight illuminates the desert.

A new day has arrived. Although the wind is sunny, there seems to be an extremely depressive atmosphere in the sky, as if an ancient monster is about to be born.

"The illusory world will eventually be destroyed..." Yesterday the vast voice appeared again.

Immediately afterwards, dark clouds covered the sky, suppressing all the rising clouds.

The billowing dark clouds are like heavy lead mountains over the desert, and people can't breathe.

"Boom Rumble"

Lightning smashed down, and there was a golden chariot moving in the dark clouds. It was the lightning that struck the world, and the energy fluctuated under the mighty sky.

"Swipe"

The light flashed, and the ancient temple in the desert rose from the ground, like a meteor, crashing into the gloomy sky. In an instant, he rushed into the black cloud like a mountain of lead, and then hit the golden chariot with a loud bang.

"Rumble..."

The sky seemed to be broken, and in the deafening sound, the huge golden chariot was knocked down into the clouds. Immediately afterwards, the figure disappeared, the dark clouds rolled violently, and a cloud of gray mist collided with a little monk continuously in the sky.

A series of devastating space cracks extend all the way to the distant starry sky!

Yes, the monstrous lead cloud was shaken away, the sun in the east seemed to have fallen, the starry sky appeared in the sky, and the devastating space cracks rushed into the starry sky.

Illusions? illusion? Xiao Chen couldn't tell the difference.

The dark clouds finally obscured the sky again, and the gray mist made a loud voice, shouting to the little monk: "Why resist? Even this world is illusory, let alone you, you are nothing, If this disappears, this is the final destination."

The little monk is very calm, and the ancient well has no waves, and said: "Who can tell the illusion and the reality. One flower and one world, one grass and one heaven, one leaf and one bodhi, one sand and one bliss, one side and one pure land, one smile and one smile. Chen Yuan. One thought, one quiet. Similarly... the whole world can be empty as flowers."

"What a Buddha, do you dare to satirize me?! For us, strength is strength. No matter how lofty your mind is, it is illusory after all!" A huge voice came from the misty fog and said: "This world should Shattered. Twenty-Four Swords will return."

"Destruction always starts from oneself..." The little monk was calm and calm like dead wood.

"Haha..." A loud laugh came from the dark clouds: "This world has no ancestor gods, and half ancestors have also fallen one after another. How to resist? An ancestor **** in the real world is enough to destroy all of this, besides With more than a dozen half-ancestors, the illusory world of longevity will eventually return to nothingness. Can you, Buddha, primitive, and Tongtian be able to stop all of this?"

While speaking, the dark space fault hundreds of miles away, rumbling loudly, black mist surging, and dark clouds covering the sky. More than a dozen golden chariots pierced the sky.

Shook the whole world!

"Chish"

The chaotic sword aura pierced through the dark clouds, and the divine island in mid-air soared up into the sky and slammed into a golden chariot. A three or four-year-old child leaped forward, his eyes bursting with murderous intent.

Immediately afterwards, the Taoist temple in the desert also rose from the ground, smashed into it, and shattered a golden chariot.

Below, Xiao Chen was shocked, the little monk turned out to be the Buddha, the little Taoist priest in the Taoist temple was a primitive, and the murderous child on the island turned out to be the master of the heavens. Three years ago, he... beheaded their heads with his own hands.

"Scattered Unreal..."

A dozen chariots in the lead cloud swayed from the world of coercion and energy fluctuations, and the entire desert of ancient gods seemed to shake.

Buddha, Primordial, and Tongtian also uttered a powerful force that shook the sky and the earth, contending with the half-ancestors in a dozen golden chariots among the dark clouds.

And, at this moment, the void was constantly shattered, and a dazzling sun appeared in the sky. It was the sun god, but at this time his real body was just a three-year-old blond child.

At the same time, a man was full of demons. The black-clothed boy who was surrounded by the magic mist appeared, it was the great demon lord Satan.

Later, the three holy spirits of the Western tribe appeared as children.

The quasi-tutor also appears as a child.

The void was continuously shattered, and the first-generation palace lord of the Heavenly Devil Palace, the first-generation fairy of Cihang Jianzhai, and the holy emperor of the Baihu family all appeared as juveniles.

The sacred artifacts in Xiao Chen's hand flew away one by one, and in the end... nothing was left. All the half-ancestors whose heads were beheaded by him appeared here as young children. If it hadn't been for the colorful sacred tree that had appeared above his head for the first time, spreading colorful brilliance, I'm afraid Xiao Chen would have been wiped out by the ashes of this hot desert. After all, even the artifacts would be melted here.

"You are trying to lure us into the realm of longevity? But... everything is in vain. There is no illusory world of the ancestors. It will soon collapse and return to nothingness."

The butterfly **** its wings. Zhuang Zhou appeared, and spiritual fluctuations spread: "Dream butterfly, butterfly dream, what is virtual and real? Relatively speaking, you are nothing but a dream."

"Then let's go to war!" A dozen tanks made loud voices at the same time.

"Roar..." With a long roar, the one-foot-long body of the White Tiger Saint Emperor suddenly enlarged to the size of a mountain, and the tiger paws like a hill slammed against a chariot in the sky.

The picture of the sword on the head of the Lord Tongtian, the four fierce swords in the square divided into four fierce swords, blasting out a chaotic sword aura, rushing to a chariot in the dark clouds, destroying the murderous aura and rushing toward the lords.

The Seven Treasure Trees in the hands of Zhunti Taoist brushed continuously, and the colorful brilliance scattered all the dark clouds that had rushed to his vicinity, and even overturned a chariot.

The sun holy **** holds the sacred stone in his hand~IndoMTL.com~ Guanghua shines on all directions, shattering a large cloud of lead, and finally rushing into a golden chariot.

The primitive hand held a long sword in his right hand and Yu Ruyi in his left hand. He smashed a golden chariot and fought against the misty fog inside.

Xiao Chen's heart was ups and downs, and it was hard to calm down. This... was destined to be a half-ancestral, even ancestral-level battle unknown to the world, and it was related to the life and death of the longevity world.

At this moment, he clearly heard a voice sighing: "The one that should have not come, the one that shouldn't have arrived... This is a failed game."

Hundreds of miles away, there was a monstrous energy wave from the space fault, which was transmitted here in an instant.

Buddha, Primordial, Tongtian, Zhunti, Sun Sage, and others all changed color. They knew that the other side's ancestor **** had arrived!

But at this moment, in the south of the ancient gods' desert, an indescribable wave of waves from the direction of the Changsheng Continent came in an instant!

"Ancestral Gods?! How could there be an Ancestral God in the Changsheng Continent?!"