Zhutian Avenue

"Tens of thousands of years ago, I had cultivated to this point, and I still cannot make progress. If there is no good fortune, it will be the same for thousands of years..."

Qing Wei muttered to himself, a dangerous thought arose in his mind.

He took a deep look at the void where Yuan Dongtian was, and immediately pressed all the thoughts in his heart.

Even if the Tianzun has left the heavens and the earth for tens of thousands of years, he still dare not care.

This is usually the case, and now, he who has gotten the bracelet thousands of years in advance, it is even more so.

He knew exactly how dangerous his idea was.

But as he remembered the amazing achievement that the ‘bracelet’ would achieve, he couldn’t help but be moved.

…

Under the dark night, only a little bit of light can be seen, and there are scattered villages and towns on the banks of rolling mountains.

Boom!

Suddenly, a thunder rang through the sky, breaking the tranquility of the night.

Li Jiazhuang was suddenly awakened in his sleep, and candles were already lit up in many homes along with hops.

Some even opened the window with candlelight in hand and looked up at the sky. Although the night was heavy, there were no dark clouds in the sky.

"It's so loud, it almost scared my soul away..."

In a ruined temple overgrown with weeds outside the village, a thin young man woke up from his dream, his heart beating wildly.

There was no door to the ruined temple, and the roof collapsed a lot. Without looking up, he could see the sky: "This, it doesn't seem to be raining?"

The young man murmured, turned over and sat up, the sound of thunder was so loud, it seemed to be blowing in his ears.

What drowsiness, that's a bit gone.

He kicked the weeds on the ground, rubbed his arms and went out, trying to pick up some dry wood to make a fire while it was not raining.

As soon as I walked out the door, I saw a meteor passing by in the night.

"Meteor? Ah!"

The young man glanced at random and suddenly yelled, and Sa Yazi ran away, begging the mountain **** for mercy without hearing.

But it turned out that the meteor slammed straight into the direction of the ruined temple at an extremely fast speed.

"My mother!"

The young people's souls are mad, and they only hate their parents for not having a few more legs.

But how fast can he go?

It seemed that for only a moment, the youth only heard the ‘boom’, and they already knew nothing about personnel.

The huge air wave blowing the straw also seemed to blow him out. At the last moment of his coma, he seemed to see a bright light in the billowing smoke.

Faintly, he seemed to see the figure of a child.

'what is that…'

Hum~

Amidst the smoke and dust flying all over the sky, there was a slightly puzzled whisper that sounded like a hangover.

"Mr. Monster..."

The three-hearted blue spirit boy slowly opened his eyes, looked at his white and tender palm, looked at the dusty night, with an indescribable touch.

In the past, the world in its eyes had no color or concrete image. In its eyes, everything is a data message with different textures.

At this time, he had regained his life and finally saw the real world.

I don't know how many years later, he finally broke the terrifying curse of the ‘Ancestor of the Nightmare Hydra’ on himself.

For today, he waited for a long time, and paid an unimaginable price, losing his near-immortal longevity.

"Is this the world in your eyes?"

He surprised and cowardly stretched out his hand, stroking the floating dust, the dim light, and the aura particles invisible to the naked eye:

"But where are you?"

…

Huh~

Roar!

Under the night, the mountains undulate like dragons and snakes.

Amidst the mountains and valleys, countless wild beasts run rampant, and from time to time there are roars of giant beasts resounding across the sky.

In the night, almost without any light, there are countless terrifying behemoths walking.

It makes it difficult for many people living in the mountains to fall asleep. In fact, few people dare to sleep at night here.

Kimura.

This is a small village built on the stump of a huge old tree.

Hundreds of meters above the ground, hidden among the leaves, next to the birds.

The fire is strictly controlled in Kimura, especially in the dark night, and no light is allowed to leak out.

A little bit is never allowed.

The only exception is the old house that is located in the middle of the whole village and is very old.

The few men guarding the door could vaguely see a red light inside.

Rudou's light does not shine in a room that is darker than the night. At this moment, the red light in the room comes from a broken altar that is high and low.

Under the slightly enchanting red light, a thin and short old man wearing animal skins danced around the altar and sang frantically.

Above the altar, there was a whole body of silvery white and gold, and there were two groups of mysterious skulls with faint green fire flashing in the eyes.

He kept opening and closing his upper and lower jaws, making a crisp and weird "click" sound, as if mocking his useless work.

Sure enough, the red light on the altar gradually dimmed.

"Woo~"

Seeing that the red light did not increase but decreased, the old man called more and more, his hands and feet dancing like a windmill, and the stars flying around.

"Quack~"

Seeing the ugly face of the old man, the skull made a creepy laugh, sharp and terrifying:

"Stupid old thing, do you think you know this altar better than me?!"

"Puff!"

The old man was horrified and then retreated, staggering and sitting on the ground: "You, you can talk? You, what kind of monster are you?! How can we control our altar?"

The old man was extremely frightened and even desperate.

This altar is a ‘treasure’ that Kimura has passed down from generation to generation. Although it is always bad at times, it has helped Kimura through several difficulties several times.

Until this time.

I offered half of the dead beast's body, and finally got a response from the ‘god’ on the altar.

He thought he had received God's favor, but he didn't expect it to be the beginning of a nightmare.

This skeleton, with a strange power, can absorb human essence, blood, and even spirit in silence.

The skeleton was hidden so well, I didn't find it at first, but when I found it, everything was too late.

After more than ten years of ingestion, everyone in Kimura described it as haggard and haggard. Not to mention hunting, they just lost the strength to swear!

Seeing that the last struggle would fail, the old man fell completely into despair.

"Your altar? This is mine, my precious treasure!"

The skull made a sharp scream, and the red light flashed, and it turned the old man on the altar like a tentacled.

The altar was not much bigger than the old man, but as the red light flashed, the old man shrank and became smaller.

He was horrified and desperate:

"Holy and stalwart god, I beg you to save our Kimura..."

Phoo~

At this moment, the skeleton suddenly screamed and rolled down the altar, and the red light dimmed.

The old man fell to the ground, in shock.

Seeing that fine lines suddenly appeared on the weird skull, it was tightly bound to the ground, no matter how hard it struggled, it couldn't get rid of it.

"Ahhhhhhh!"

The skeleton opened and closed his jaws frantically, horrified and desperate: "No, you, why didn't you let me go?"

Hum!

At this time, the dim red light turned on again, engulfing it in the horrified cry of the skull.

"This, this is... Is God obviously holy?"

The old man knelt tremblingly, and kowtowing his head in tears, thanking God for saving himself and Kimura.

Suddenly, his body stiffened.

A pair of white and slender palms came from nowhere, held his arms, and picked himself up.

"God? Of course not."

The old man raised his head in fear, and saw a fair-skinned and handsome young man looking at himself apologetically in the red light:

"It's me who caused you trouble..."

"what?"

The old man looked up blankly. At this moment, the red light had disappeared, but another thing fell from the altar and was pinched by the young man.

He weighed it casually and couldn't help but sneered: "It's still so stingy..."

"this is…"

The old man swallowed.

"A blood pill, transformed into the water, can make up for the lack of qi and blood in a small amount..."

The young man smiled and threw the blood pill to the old man.

"How does this make it?"

The old man was surprised and delighted, clutching this pill tightly, and he had no intention of asking the young man's origins.

He graciously welcomed the young man into his home, settled briefly, and hurried away to treat the villagers.

"When I get there, I can’t live comfortably... My methods back then are too immature..."

The young man sighed slightly, and dispelled the remaining spirit of the strange and evil real person, UU reading www.uukanshu.com completely wiped it out in the world.

Unless there is a powerful shot that can cross the two realms and reverse time and space, it is probably dead.

This boy is naturally An Qisheng.

Before entering the world, he spent a lot of time digesting all the information he received, and selecting various plans from it, thinking about it.

Until the end, sending the Three-hearted Blue Spirit Boy to the ancient years, he himself came here, the time and space where he had left traces.

"call!"

He walked out the door slowly, slowly looking up at the sky.

A ray of light broke through the darkness, and immediately, ten rounds of great sun leaped into the eastern sky at the same time, and in an instant, the darkness between the sky and the earth was wiped out.

It seemed that in the blink of an eye, the sky came up, and it seemed that there was a problem with his time.

In the middle of Kimura, the old man who seemed to be the village chief was boiling medicine water, and a group of unkempt villagers sparsely came from all directions.

Both men and women, young and old, all have yellow and thin faces, but they still stepped forward to take the potion and drink them in an orderly manner.

"Nirvana, Nirvana..."

Looking at the burning clouds in the sky, An Qisheng sighed softly.

Nirvana is the detachment of life and death, and it is also the reshaping of cognition.

At this moment, everything in front of him is chaotic and disorderly.

Time and space are reversed, yin and yang are disordered, and his previous cognition is being completely subverted. This is a process of breaking the boundary.

It may also be the process of fall.

This is an unknown place that he has not touched. If he wants to cross more smoothly, he naturally has to find a reference.

There is no shortage of wild world.

And the reason why he chose this time and space is naturally not without reason.

His gaze shifted and fell on a little fat man who was lying lazily on the ground basking in the sun.

In this existence where everyone has lost both energy and blood, this little guy is very eye-catching.