Chapter 175: Stop

The grades are getting worse and worse. The puff is indeed a puff. I lost four of them today. I was very helpless! The story is very background and is gradually unfolding. Well, I won’t be eunuchs in any case. Thank you for your friends who have always supported the name. You can give me points from the Piaotian Silk Station. Let’s speak. You can add the name to you and say anything!

The huge black hole is like connecting the Nine Nether Hell, cold and terrifying, with a stream of death filled with roars coming from it, like the evil ghosts in hell conjuring souls.

The suction power of this black hole is extremely huge, and they are sucked in in an instant. Both the Immortal Lord and the Emperor are sucked into this black hole.

Although Jiang Feng was protected by the black jade ring, he was still sucked in without any resistance.

All of this happened too quickly. In an instant, the black hole swallowed everyone in, and even the Immortal Emperor was sucked in without even reacting.

Bao Erpang and the emperor of the Xiaoyao Sect were still fighting, and the Bodhisattva and Buddha in the Western Desert were also sitting cross-legged in front of the treasure house of the barbarians, reciting the scriptures for salvation.

But in a blink of an eye, it was swallowed by the black hole, and the time and space were transformed. In the blink of an eye, everyone came to a new world, and everyone was still standing there in a daze, unable to accept the fact that this had happened.

In front of me, this is a world where I don’t know whether it’s at night or without sunlight. The whole world is dark and dark. The black fog in the sky covers a bloody moon, and a faint moonlight shines on the cold black soil ahead.

There is a barren tree around it and no vitality. Even if there is a crooked tree, it is an old tree that has long withered, and is surrounded by lifelessness.

The black mist has become the main color of the world. It is blurry and hazy in the distance, making people unable to see it clearly. It seems that someone has walked by in the distance, and behind the mist, making people unable to see it clearly.

A emperor used his magical power to separate the mist around him. When he saw the figures in the distance, he turned out to be dead trees that looked like living people. The world was still so dead, except for them, there seemed to be no living creatures.

Both sides of the battle have already stopped.

"None of us knows where this place is. Why not stop for now. When we figure out where it is, is there any danger? How can we continue?" Bao Er's fat man held a golden abacus in his hand, and his body was shining with golden light, like a god of wealth in the world.

"Hmph, if you don't hand over the Yugui that belongs to the three of us today, no one of you will leave here. Even if this world collapses, you will be willing to do so." Of course, the three of them were unwilling. At this time, they were the three emperors, and Jiang Feng and the others only had Bao Erpang and one emperor, so they naturally were not afraid.

Especially the other two emperors, with a big bag on their heads, which seemed very funny. They hated Jiang Feng to the core. Unexpectedly, they suffered a loss in the hands of a young monk in the secret realm of life and death. This hatred was irreconcilable.

"Hmph, I haven't been afraid of anyone to fight, I'll fight if I want to fight." The old blind man's voice suddenly appeared from the side, and a flash of eyes appeared, and the big golden crow and the old blind man appeared outside.

They used to consume too much before, so they came to Jiang Feng's black jade ring to regulate their breathing and cultivation. Now that they have recovered, Jiang Feng has received their voice transmission and released them.

They had seen the old blind man's methods of hooking up the earth veins, the world, and suppressing evil demons before. They could naturally feel the terrifying power contained in the big golden crow's body, and the terrifying methods he used before almost refined the evil corpse.

Everyone knows the terrifying nature of the evil corpse, but the bird in front of him is even more terrifying, with endless means and very strange. It is obviously the cultivation level of the secret realm of life and death, but it can have many emperor-level formation patterns, and the effect carved out is exactly the same as the real emperor pattern.

After joining Jiang Feng's camp with two masters, his overall strength was already above them. At this time, the monk from Ximo fully played the role of peace and stood up.

"Amitabha! Several donors, enemies should be resolved rather than formed. This place is mysterious and abnormal. There may be some unknown horror. I hope that you can temporarily put aside your prejudice, everyone will work together, and explore the world now." The Buddha Emperor in the Western Desert said in a very clear way, making people unable to find a place to refute.

"Okay, for the sake of the master, the three of us will not care about you for now, but after we go out, we will definitely seek the Four Symbol Jade from you." Among the three, the emperor of the Xiaoyao Sect is the most powerful, and can even be comparable to Bao Erpang. At this time, he represented the other two and walked out to say.

"Okay, then let's go out and talk about it. I hope you can abide by Noah and don't force me to attack you in this world." Jiang Feng was simply a weirdo. At this time, with his cultivation level in the secret realm of life and death, he would actually threaten a emperor.

Fortunately, he was also a very strange person before. Although he was in the secret realm of life and death, two emperors died under his sword. Before, he could even face the attacks of two emperors, and he had been able to deal with them calmly, winning the qualification to speak among many masters.

The group moved slowly in this world, observing the surrounding environment, they did not dare to fly too fast because they were afraid of missing something or fearing that there would be some terrifying existence to jump out in the middle.

Unfortunately, they were obviously disappointed. This world seemed to be a dead world, with no fluctuations of life at all. Everything was dead, as if after a huge disaster, all living beings died, leaving only a desolate and silent world.

The sky is always covered with black clouds. I don’t know whether it is dark or dawn at this time. The world is full of mystery, and a faint sadness flows on the earth.

This world is full of ruins, as if it has experienced a great war, and you can see the remains left behind after the battle everywhere, but many years have passed.

Many places are full of murderous intent, but the immortal spirit left by the extraordinary figures back then.

In some places, the Buddha's light is shining with a relic floating in it, and there is a Buddha sitting here. However, there is also a murderous aura in the Buddha's light, which makes the body of a Bodhisattva who wants to collect this relic first. If it weren't for retreating quickly, I'm afraid he has become a piece of ashes under this murderous aura.

I don’t know what happened here at the beginning, but this Buddha-level figure emitted such a huge murderous aura before he died.

This world seems to be a dead, a deserted world, without any vitality, and all people can discover is just a little bit of ruins.

"Amitabha..." Several Buddhist monks from the Western Desert walked while chanting the mantra of saving sentient beings. They were performing a huge ritual for all living beings who had died in this world. Unfortunately, their magic power was limited, and the Buddha light emitted was trapped within a radius of 100 meters and could no longer spread.

Several monks were shocked in their eyes and said bluntly that this place must have been a place where corpses and blood flowed into rivers that day. After thousands of resentment accumulated, it has now become a very dangerous place.

There were once emperors who sneaked into the underworld, the death world, and the corpse world, but they all asserted that this was not these evil worlds, and the aura was completely different. This world has the most unique aura of death and despair.

Looking at the Canhuan Duanbi in front of them, the sound of people shouting that day seemed to be heard in everyone's ears. Many powerful people in this world were in full swing and they fought an unknown existence until their last breath.

Unfortunately, they failed. This was a tragic song. They did not achieve the final victory. Their people also lost their qualifications to survive because of their failure and were wiped out in this world by the mysterious existence.

There are wars everywhere and disasters everywhere. Under the tempering of this mysterious force, this world finally turned into a completely dead world.

But before death, people's despair, fear, unwillingness... and other emotions remained in this world, as if explaining the deeds of that year to future generations.

If heaven and earth are not kind, they regard all things as straw dogs; if saints are not kind, they regard the people as straw dogs.

There is always a strong person in the world. Without corresponding power, you can only be an ant and do things that an ant does. Only with powerful power can you take everything into your own hands.

Perhaps the strong men in this world worked hard, fought, and fought, but they failed and were completely defeated. Therefore, all the people under their command became victims, and all those who did not stay were brutally killed.

In front of everyone, the tragedy that was originally reappeared.

The war in the air was raging, and countless powerful men fell from the air, and their blood turned into raindrops and sprinkled on the earth.

Some people's bodies were shaken into pieces by the aftermath in the air and fell onto the earth. Countless flesh and blood piled up into mountains, and the end of the world was nothing more than that.

Even so, there are still strong people rushing into the air in this world and entering the battle of higher and unknown existences. Unfortunately, their power is still too weak and they are defeated by the existence when they raise their hands and feet.

Countless people died of misfortunes, the world changed, the world turned around, and the whole world turned into a big millstone, consuming all the living beings in this world.

A giant sword was slashed in the air, which lasted thousands of miles long. One sword could destroy billions of creatures. A Buddha, his eyes were filled with a compassionate expression. Seeing this giant sword, he clasped his hands together and made a great wish. A golden Buddha flame ignited on his body: "Amitabha, I am the Buddha."

His voice spread throughout countless worlds, and countless people followed him to recite Amitabha Buddha and knocked his eyes. The Buddha's body began to melt and finally turned into a golden Buddha lotus to hold the giant sword. The infinite Buddha power began to dissolve the giant sword. Finally, this Buddha with great supernatural power saved billions of people with his life's practice and life. The golden Buddha lotus also lost the aura of justice and peace at this time, and instead exuded the aura of destruction of the world. A Buddha's phantom appeared from above, sitting cross-legged on the golden lotus, with endless murderous intent in his eyes, and rushing into the air with shouts.

Finally, a relic containing the murderous intent of the Buddha before his death fell from the air, and the countless sentient beings he sacrificed his life to protect ultimately did not escape the fate of being destroyed.

Such things have been repeated in countless places, countless failures, countless salvation and killing, and have composed a tragic song. This is a bloody history of struggle and a bloody march.
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