World of Immortals Chapter 505: See you again in 30,000 years
Who in the world can survive?
Let you be magnificent and beautiful, and you will be a pink skull in the end. Let your generation of arrogance, sitting on thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, will eventually turn into a loess in the end.
The ups and downs of all ages, the rise and fall of honor and disgrace, millions of years are like a flash of fingers, even if the real immortality? In the end, I just witnessed the rise and fall of a myth with my own eyes, leaving me with melancholy and sadness.
All living beings are no different from Tianjiao. Everyone is the protagonist between heaven and earth, and everyone has his own different path.
Xiao Chen walked all the way, following the footsteps of the immortal, and slowly unveiled the ancient mythological world that has been sealed in dust for endless years. Everything is cruel. The more you understand, the more you experience. The more it made him feel powerless.
At the end of the mythical world, the situation at this moment made him extremely unwilling.
Not to mention that the cutting off of the passage of the primordial heaven is happening in front of us, but the Zulong Village has too many connections with him. It is his home, and his parents and relatives are in it. How can you not be anxious?
The seven-sided huge magic map enveloped the sky, as strong as the ancestors, but also powerless. The ending cannot be changed, and it is already doomed.
The ancestral dragon **** ship disappeared in the sky, and the many monks who gathered in front of the ancient village had already dispersed.
The final parting, some people will leave this world in the near future.
At this moment, it's quiet here.
The huge magic picture in the sky gives people a sense of depression. Xiao Chen wants to look up to the sky, but can only see a huge shadow, without sunlight and hope.
"I'm unwilling..." Xiao Chen yelled up to the sky, shaking the sky.
He is full of divine power, the divine glory is like a blazing flame, and a magic pattern appears on his forehead, condensed into a vertical eye, as if to open.
Not far away, the towering dead city was trembling, and the light of killing lingering outside became more brilliant and dazzling.
Suddenly, Xiao Chen rose up into the sky, involuntarily, was photographed by a powerful force on the top of the dead city. The light of killing suddenly radiated and rushed towards him, but the moment approaching came again. Frozen, then slowly returned to the original place.
Koke, who rushed, saw that he was not in danger, and hurriedly stopped in the distance. Jin Sanyi, Bai Qi and the others also felt relieved. The dead city at this moment was extraordinary, with the light of killing lingering around, and the ancestors did not dare to stun its front.
"I want to break the magic map and open the way to the desolate heaven..." Xiao Chen yelled at the sky.
In the distance, Bai Qi, Jin Sanyi and others can understand his feelings. Zulong Village is in sight, but they cannot be reunited with their parents close at hand.
"What kind of power do you carry in the dead city, can you open the way to heaven?!"
Xiao Chen dúlì was on the head of the dead city, and his whole body was full of light blooming like a dazzling star. The magic pattern on his forehead throbbed, forming a vertical eye, and finally opened.
"Boom"
The dead city vibrated violently, suffocated, and endless black mist filled the sky, and the whole city seemed to be resurrected with life.
The seven magical images in the sky felt something, and a billowing black mist burst out from there, surging toward the dead city.
"Boom"
The light of killing skyrocketed, wringing toward the black mist.
Invisible collision, and then deathly silence, the light of killing is invincible, and it quickly retreats. Behind the seven magic pictures are at least seven powerful alien ancestors. That kind of power is unimaginable, and no one can take it at present.
Xiao Chen leaped into the dead city and strode towards the city zhōngyāng. In the dead city zhōngyāng, the Huangnitai sealed the magic well, with blood **** rolling on it, shocking.
Everything moved by feeling, Xiao Chen printed his hand on the yellow mud platform, and the entire dead city suddenly shook into the sky and shook violently.
"Open that magic map for me!"
The vertical eye between Xiao Chen's forehead shone a black light, as if carrying the power of the entire dead city, sweeping towards the seven magical images in the sky.
This is an extremely powerful force, shattering the void, sweeping the Seven Demon Map, and the space is constantly annihilated.
Silently, the seven magic pictures revolved, and the extremely powerful force revolved out, instantly shattering Xiao Chen's forehead to the black light in the sky. Blood stains appeared around Xiao Chen's vertical eye, and blood was dripping down.
"Why is this? I need strength!" He had a crazy idea. He moved the yellow mud platform that closed the magic well to take advantage of the power of the abyss of evil.
However, the majestic words of the ancestor **** came from the sky, rumbling in his ears, saying: "Everything is too late, no need to be in vain..."
Xiao Chen didn't listen, and tried to shake the Huang Nitai platform, but apart from the blood stains on his hands, he couldn't stand it at all.
In the end, he walked out of the dead city lonely, unable to change, he could only accept reality.
Seven magic pictures completely covered the ancient village, and the illusory village was never seen again.
One rì later, the horns on the Ancestral Dragon God's ship rang all over the earth, and the list of departures has been set. Although it has not been announced yet, everyone knows that those with amazing talents and extraordinary talents must be the first choice.
Xiao Chen, Jin Sanyi, Bo Shi, Bai Qi, Zhuge Fatty, Toti, Wu Ming, etc. left Zulong Village. In the end, they all exchanged feelings and cherished each other. The Quartet haunts all over the world, and maybe some of them will leave, all wanting to see this great mountain and river at the last moment.
After three years, Xiao Chen met Nilong King, Liu Mu, and Niu Ren in the curse realm, and then headed towards Kyushu together.
After half a year, they came to the "first floor of the world".
The Yellow Crane Tower stands beside the river with extraordinary momentum.
When Xiao Chen and others appeared upstairs, everyone's eyes focused.
The catastrophe is approaching, and many monks, like them, linger among the famous mountains and rivers in the world.
There are monks from Kyushu and strongmen from the Quartet world.
The moment the master of the Hundred Clan saw Xiao Chen, his murderous aura suddenly overflowed, and the atmosphere upstairs immediately became a little nervous.
"I haven't seen you for many years, I miss you very much." This is Xiao Chen's opening remarks. He seems to have forgotten the distress about Zulong Village. He smiled brilliantly, showing white teeth, and greeted everyone.
The moment the King of the Earth saw Xiao Chen going upstairs, his eyes stood up, but he was grabbed by the Seagod King, and he must restrain his voice transmission secretly.
In addition to the powerful alien kings back then, their nephews and nephews were also present. All of them looked at Xiao Chen silently as if they were facing an enemy.
"Time can smooth everything out. I will expose all the grudges and grievances of the year." Xiao Chen chose a table, let Liu Mu and Niu Ren sit down, then turned around and continued:" Of course, if you don’t want to, you can come to me."
He said very casually, but everyone was unable to attack. By now, Xiao Chen really had enough strength to say such things, and he could completely compete with the half-ancestor.
"The deceased passed away from the Yellow Crane Tower to the west, and he boarded the dragon boat in the last days of the sad wind. The lone sail is far away from the blue sky, and only the sky is the Yangtze River." White-robed Liu Mu, with a trace of illness, stood by the window and raised his glass to Xiao Chen. : "A goodbye today will be a farewell forever. Borrowing the poem of the sword fairy Li Bai, I would like to see Brother Xiao here. If there is a future, if my brother returns, please sprinkle a few glasses of wine for me here."
With Xiao Chen's aptitude and achievements, leaving is not a problem. He should be selected. Liu Mu's saying that he will never say goodbye is true, but at this time, it is very sad.
Xiao Chen wanted to say something, but in the end he was silent. Liu Mu was only in the realm of human beings. Although his talents were superb, if he looked at the world of Kyushu and the Sifang, he might not be so outstanding. I am afraid that there is no him on the Zulong boat. s position.
"ding"
Xiao Chen banged a glass with Liu Mu forcefully, raised his head and drank the bitter drink.
"Life is alive, it’s enough to have a few true friends who live and die together." The honest Niu Ren also raised his glass, touched Xiao Chen lightly, and said: "Don’t forget, there was a friend called Niu Ren. Thousands of years later, if you occasionally remember, please pour a few glasses of wine into the ground for me."
Xiao Chen felt stuck in her heart and wanted to say something, but at the moment she couldn't say a word.
The little stubborn dragon and Ke Ke next to them were also very silent.
Many cultivators around are also silent, why are they not like this, some will leave, and some will stay forever, waiting only for death.
"Ping Ping Ping"
There was a noise from the top of the stairs, and someone went upstairs again.
"Xiao Chen, you really are here..." A middle-aged man with white temples, his voice trembling, strode over.
"Chen Fang is you..."
When Xiao Chen never followed the goddess Lannuo into the world of longevity, Chen Fang was Xiao Chen’s friend in the human world. Chen Fang liked Ruoshui, but gave up because of him. The various past events make Xiao Chen still full of dreams. Regret.
"I know you are leaving. We were friends when you were not famous. Although you are forgotten, I hate you... But we are friends after all, and old friends will see you off."
Xiao Chen's heart was deeply embarrassed. He had already remembered all the past events, but he was unwilling to face it and buried it deeply in his heart. Chen Fang felt so guilty even more. If Shui had been with Chen back then, maybe he wouldn't have all the regrets today.
Two hundred years have passed. Almost all of Xiao Chen's mortal friends in the world have been turned into loess. Only one fairy Chen Fang went overseas with Qingyun Fairy. He has achieved a little in his cultivation and is still alive today.
"Chen Fang..." Xiao Chen wanted to say something, but didn't know how to say it.
"We were friends when we were young, and we are still friends now. Even if I have no future, when you return, I have already turned into loess, but I believe that true friendship can last forever..."
Seeing Chen Fang with white temples like this, Xiao Chen felt his eyes blurred.
"Chen Ziteng came here and saw your Uncle Xiao." Chen Fang waved to the stairs, and a young man came over~IndoMTL.com~It was his child with Fairy Qingyun.
...Xiao Chen forgot what he said, he jumped out of the Yellow Crane Tower drunk. Walking on the waves in the Yangtze River, he sang tragic songs and went upstream.
Everything in the past, all my friends, will be gone forever. Life and death are boundless, and from now on, heaven and man are forever separated.
The dragon chant resounded through the earth, and the ancestral dragon boat appeared, and the divine light swept across the earth, and the selected person disappeared into the world of Kyushu and Sifang.
Xing Tian, Chi You, Lao Tzu, Zhuang Tzu, Buddha, Sun Wu...all the jīng heroes will all be sent away.
Xiao Chen, as a potential master, is also in this list and was selected on the Zulong boat.
The ancestral dragon boat floats in the void outside the sky, and the two ancestral gods are standing on the bow. The ancient well has no waves. It took a long time to say: "Thirty thousand years later, you can come back here... and set sail!"
The ancestral dragon ship shakes the sky, and all the strong will leave.
The people who left did not feel happy, they all uttered a roar of soul: "See you again in thirty thousand years!"