MTL - The Sacred Ruins-Chapter 1537 Post-mortem world
"He's gone, but the worlds seem to be related to him again!" Chu Feng became increasingly skeptical. The suspicion in his heart just now might be true.
But he didn't want to guess anymore, it involved too many things, and it was not safe here. He was worried about what his thoughts would touch!
It's a pity that he is not the one after all. Otherwise, push it now and rush to the end of the pollen real road. See it for real and understand!
Hum!
All blood flowing through time and space glows, is extremely dazzling, then transpirations, goes away, disappears.
It's not that nothing has changed, and it has brought about a huge impact. The great damage to the pollen road, the destruction of energy, etc., have all been consumed, and the worlds are once again stable.
Chu Feng found that he returned from a drop of blood, turned into a spirit, and turned into a gorgeous particle, forming a human shape, wrapped in a stone pot.
At the same time, he found that he was getting farther and farther from the flesh, and the spirit was entering a strange space. Is that the world after death?
Countless shouts and kills reappeared in the ears, ringing the world.
Bang!
With the last dramatic shock, Chu Feng completely lost his sense of the fuzzy body, and he entered a brand new world.
It was just a long journey. When he went deeper, the killing had stopped, and all the deafening shouts went away.
Silent, cold and quiet, without a sound, too abrupt!
This change is very sudden, fast and confusing. I was still shouting and killing Chongxiao, but when Chu Feng really entered this world, all the voices disappeared.
He saw the sight.
The heavens and the world, a gorgeous red, like endless fire clouds, the last sunset remains.
What I saw in front of me was like a frozen picture, so silent that there was no sound at all.
On the earth, a scene after the end.
Is this the grand battlefield left by history?
The earlier killing sounds, as well as the prayer sounds of the ancestors, have long since been sealed off, converged and completely dissipated.
On the ground, all kinds of rusty weapons and bones were everywhere.
He's late? everything is over!
In his feeling, it seemed only a short while, but it was already a vicissitudes of land, and I didn't know how many times had passed.
Many chariots burst, ghost fires were burning, and one banner after another fell to the ground, stained with blood, and occasionally raised a corner, and the dust suddenly filled.
What series are the dry corpses? Is there a Daewoo class creature?
The corpse is horizontal and vertical, whether there are true immortals and immortal kings, or even the immortal emperor! ?
The heavens are dead, as if withered away.
There is no vitality in the heavens and the earth, everything has been penetrated, no one can be immortal, and the existence of the Supreme also collapses, falls, and is dim and eternal.
Chu Feng looked up and looked deep into the battlefield. He saw the sight of the end of the pollen road again. This time his memory did not collapse. He remembered a picture!
There ... someone, that creature is bleeding!
He tried hard to see that even in the state of particles and spirit, he was affected, and he couldn't stop reversing, even the stone pots were roaring and resonating with him.
End of the road, see the truth.
The creature's long hair shawl covered his face, his neck was white and white, and he fell to the ground, but it can be judged that it was a woman!
Moreover, the woman seemed extremely beautiful.
Hum!
Chu Feng had no way to face it, but could only glance so quickly that his own spirit would collapse again.
All the light particles were attached to the stone pot, he was in the shape of a man, and then fell to the ground.
Silence here again.
As for the end of the pollen road, there were also large swaths of particles, like fireflies flying and glowing petals dancing, crystal and beautiful.
They covered the woman's figure.
As for more truths, it is impossible to see from beginning to end.
And, around Chu Feng, in this deadly battlefield, there is also movement, no longer lifeless.
In the dirt of the battlefield, and even in the dust, a lot of light spots floated, very crystal, like the stars at night, and the gems on the black screen, shining.
Chu Feng is hairy and somewhat frightening.
Because, in an instant, he saw too many people, coming from afar, all strong!
It's not illusory, not an illusion. It's in the distance, it's fast, and some people suddenly stand in front of you.
He was shocked in his heart and soon understood something about what they were.
Light particles float, and if the **** flower withers and falls, they all spit out the light of dawn, and it is extremely gorgeous, and shakes down on the dim battlefield, and suddenly, it becomes a human form.
Are they all "spirits"?
Chu Feng saw too many strong men, and they were all suspected to be "spirit"!
A group of people, dressed in quaint, it is difficult to guess the age, maybe the ancestors of millions of years ago, maybe the ancients hundreds of millions of years ago.
Like dead souls, they walked past him, wandering towards the end of the pollen road, going to a distance, to the place where the woman fell in a pool of blood.
And in front of the woman, there was a heaven, a large number of ancestors fell silently in it, disappeared, and even the waves could not spread.
"Is it pollen particles, are they all heroes of that year?"
What is this doing, the moth flutters the fire? Knowing that you will die, you have to go.
A large number of light spots appeared, gorgeous and beautiful.
Chu Feng looked at the sky full of light particles, fluttering in the darkness, and went on and on toward the sky.
They became ancestors and ancient people.
The crowd walked on foot, their clothes were torn, without any expression, and their bodies were withered. They didn't stop, they wanted to fill the black nature?
Chu Feng's spirit was trembling. In this state, although he didn't have eyes, he felt that his eyes were hot, like bleeding and tears.
He couldn't help but follow the past.
Suddenly, a few special old men stopped, stopped, and looked back at Chu Feng, as if through time and space, and saw his true origin!
"You're not like us, just go back."
An old man spoke, in a ragged suit, in very bad condition.
"You ... and consciousness, can see everything about me ?!" Chu Feng was shocked.
"We are losers, but we also don't want to give up the last waste heat.‘ Spirit ’is still boiling, a great calamity at the end of the town!” Another old man said, his sparse hair was not shiny.
How can Chu Feng not be shocked?
They are now spirits, and they should be ignorant and confused, but now they can look back and see his true roots?
How powerful were these sloppy old men? !!
"Don't go wrong, pollen road, the strongest road, the essence is to rely on yourself!" An old man reminded, his eyes were dim, and his white hair stuck to the old face with blood.
Chu Feng was shocked. While sympathizing with them, he also quickly asked, "Is my way off?"
"Our true path opens and touches the" hiding "in our body, and activates the" immortal "of our own body, it is ourselves!" The old man with dim eyes opened again, and said, "Only because of this heaven and earth Pollution is too severe, and the enemy ’s erosion is too serious. We have to use catalysts to introduce pollen to make a way out of this. But do n’t put the cart before the horse, do n’t superstitious pollen, and different fruits. This is just our journey to the highest level. Means, paved the way, if there is no pollution, we can activate our own fairy, we are the strongest way! "
Chu Feng was shocked, and the unexpected encounter actually listened to such teachings, shocking his mind and drama.
This is definitely the former sage of the pollen road. The old man of that year even participated in the road expansion!
They were embarrassing, sympathetic, and desolate, but they were once unthinkable peerless powerhouses.
"Don't abandon pollen. After the world is dirty, it brings hope, after all, we just remind you not to rely too much on the road and don't go astray, you can use pollen!" Another old man warned.
They stopped a little, and then they went forward again, towards the dark nature.
Chu Feng kept up quickly and had too much to say and wanted to ask them.
"Go back!" An old man drank.
"Senior, I still want to ask!" Chu Feng said quickly.
Another old man spoke bleakly, saying, "Do you think we don't want to say more, how many times are you and me separated? We have spoken at this time, and we have paid a boundless price. How many people can talk across many epochs, Communication? No one can change the course of history, or else the world will fall and nothing will exist! "
Suddenly, an old man noticed his stone pot. This artifact had the ability to hide itself from the sky. It disappeared for a moment under the eyelids of several such peerless and powerful old men, only to be found now.
"This sacrificial vessel ... is still alive. It has been lost for a long time in our time. It once carried our light. Hope, it brought seeds and pollen at the time. Is it still useful now? Hundreds of years have passed, and I do n’t know how many epochs have passed. It may be psychic, or it may have a huge origin, and it has always been psychic, but we have lost, missed, and we have not resolved it.
An old man was stunned, nostalgic, painful, and looked extremely complicated.
"It's enough to have us here. Don't take yourself in and go back! Several of us will work together to send you away!" Several special old men will take the shot.
They do not hesitate to endure great causes and effects, disturbing ancient and modern.
Obviously, they want to keep Chu Feng.
Suddenly, one person wakes up and says, "You came here without ignorance, your consciousness is still there, and you don't need our help. Well, well, well, you are our descendants, proving that our path has not been completely broken. Go, our bloodline has not been completely extinct, and there are still people! You can't come here easily, I hope you can go through when you go back, go further, and leave! "
