The flowers and plants in the sea of ​​Cangtian Sword have not bloomed again.

Chen Xia rarely goes out for a walk. Now he sits in the cave, studying some five elements magical magic techniques, and at the same time pondering the secret techniques in the Tiange.

Nowadays, Tiange has no restrictions on Chen Xia. It doesn’t matter if you want to see it, but it doesn’t matter if you don’t pay it back.

Anyway, the Cangtian Sword Sea is now half dead.

The Sword Emperor in the sea of ​​swords has not been heard for a long time, and no definite news has been heard, so no one can say it.

In order to escape unscathed, Chen Xia began to study the formation structure of the Cangtian Sword Sea, and waited to take the big yellow dog and run with Zhang Daoming.

Elders from all walks of life also made their own speculations, thinking that the Cangtian Sword Sea could last for at most two or three thousand years, and now it is the end.

Now, the last group of monks who wanted to leave also began to set off and left one after another without any nostalgia.

Basically, the rest are all those who don’t want to leave, except Chen Xia, who can’t leave.

For this reason, Chen Xia also specially found a fisherman. If he wanted to discuss it carefully, he might not have to make both sides unhappy.

"Master, I want to take a walk in the star field, okay?"

The fisherman sat in a high position, glanced at him deeply, shook his head, "It's not time yet, wait a little longer."

"But...but the other emperors have left. Isn't it a bit unsociable if I don't leave?" Chen Xia no longer turned against him and asked the fisherman again as if he was confused.

"You are no more than ordinary people, don't ask." The fisherman said in a deep tone, lowered his eyebrows and eyes, as if he didn't want to answer such questions.

Chen Xia didn't say much, just nodded slightly, "Yes."

His leaving back did not fluctuate, but was plain.

Chen Xia and the fishing man were almost the same. Both sides knew what the other side was thinking, but they didn't say it out.

At least this way, you can still be half a master and apprentice.

And when the end of the world, the head sect also gave specific guesses.

Three thousand years.

It will be about three thousand years later, and the end of this world will be ushered in.

It is said that it is the end of the world, but it is not very important to ordinary monks. The higher the level of monks, the greater the impact they will be.

You can basically not feel the end of the world below the mountain moving realm. There may be some spiritual trembling in the mountain moving realm, but not much, you can only feel it.

When you reach the Butian Realm, you will be taken care of by the end of the Great World, disrupting your soul and appearing in the demonic heart.

It's not a big deal. Generally, monks in the Butian realm can solve the devil's heart, and maybe they need to take a step further in the realm.

A saint-level monk will not feel very good at the end of the world. A saint who has no concern for the sect will seal himself up early, without being stained with dust, and avoid being subjected to too much liquidation.

And saints like Fisherman and the Master of the Sect have no choice but to face the end of the world and face liquidation.

When he reached the level of a quasi-emperor, although his combat power was similar to that of a great saint, the quasi-emperor had the word "Emperor", but he was not afraid of the end of the world, and at least he could save his life.

The real emperor can resist the end of the world and protect the entire sea of ​​swords in the sky.

The Cangtian Sword Sea also suffered the end of several great lives because of too many great emperors. Now there is only a dying emperor left, and it is finally time to be a critical moment of life and death.

The head teacher also made a special statement.

"From then, those who want to leave the Cangtian Sword Sea will leave quickly. If the Cangtian Sword Sea does not stay, don't think about coming back. Ten years later, you must not enter or leave."

"From now on, the road is facing the sky, and each one goes aside."

"I don't ask you to die together, but I don't live together."

This is the original words of the head sect. Those who want to leave cannot be kept, and he doesn't want to stay.

After this statement was made, some of the monks left in the Cangtian Sword Sea also left one after another. Not to mention that one ten or one hundred or ones are not exaggerated.

There were only two people left in the preparatory disciple area.

Chen Xia and Zhang Daoming, big yellow dogs are not human.

The other little elders did not have the reason to die, and they did not dare to end the battle with the Great Dao. They had already run away.

The preparatory disciples walked quickly. After learning some magical magic in Tiange, they left quickly, for fear that the Cangtian Sword Haiqiu would settle the score later.

Today, the Cangtian Sword Sea is equivalent to half a tomb.

There is no reason why young people stay in graves.

In addition to Chen Xia, the unjust species.

He often looked at the sky and felt a little angry, "The fourteen sons of the sky, the fourteen sons of the hammer, you all come back!"

Today's life in Cangtian Sword Sea is so boring.

Chen Xia simply practiced the Five Elements Magic in the preparatory disciple area. He first used the earth method to open the soil, then buried the gold with the gold method, and then used the wood method to pull the gold in it. If it didn't work, he would use the fire method to explode it.

Gold Miner for short.

The remaining elders also turned a blind eye to each other and pretended not to see it.

Anyway, there are not many people in Cangran's sword sea, so Chen Xia can blow it up if you want.

It has to be mentioned that Chen Xia is still very quick to get started with magic. He can basically use the basic magical powers by reading them once, maybe because he ordered magic power.

However, Chen Xia needs to study the more advanced magical powers, which does take some time.

The 2,700th year.

The already collapsed sky gradually lowered, as if the entire sky was about to fall down in the next second, which was a bit scary.

The big yellow dog is also worried. It has only lived for two great generations and is still young, so it cannot die just like that.

But there is no way to run away. The Cangtian Sword Sea won't let Chen Xia go. It would be too unfaithful if it ran alone. It would have to walk together.

Zhang Daoming didn't care about these things. He lay on the rocking chair every day and drank tea occasionally, which was very comfortable. Anyway, he didn't care about life and death.

To put it in a word.

I'm dead and asleep, afraid of a hammer.

The fishing man and the head sect are actively thinking about solutions. At present, there is no solution at all. The main reason is that Chen Xia's realm is too low and he cannot be a life-sustaining medicine. The Sword Master may not have had any news for a long time and cannot be contacted.

Maybe he was dead, and the head teacher didn't know.

The sea of ​​swords in the sky, upwards is the sky, downwards is the sea of ​​swords.

Now that the sky has shattered, is the sea of ​​swords far away?

The head sect estimates that it will be about three thousand years later.

It can never be estimated.

It's only the third hundredth year of the estimate.

The sky of the Cangtian Sword Sea began to shatter inch by inch, just like the sky collapsed, falling downwards, smashing into the Sword Sea, splashing countless sea water.

What replaced the sky was endless darkness and sky light, emitting an eternal terrifying aura, as if there were eyes from the highest place, looking at the sea of ​​swords in the sky calmly.

The most prosperous Cangtian Sword Sea in the star field finally ushered in the Great World's reckoning.

The big yellow dog ran out of the cave and frowned and shouted, "Didn't it meant that it would be about three thousand years to come?"

"It's true, but there are a little more left." Chen Xia stood up, unable to block the smile on her face.

After waiting for so many years, it is finally time for him to run away.

All the sky collapsed, and endless darkness came, carrying an endless aura of terrifying, as if it was about to devour the entire sea of ​​swords in the sky.

In the sea of ​​swords.

A light that shines as bright as daylight suddenly rises.
Chapter completed!