Chapter 683: Life and death are impermanent, times change
Exhaling a puff of black smoke, Xian Zixianzun lay down on the ground in disbelief.
A trace of crawling black hair in the black fluffy afro, stubbornly and unyieldingly showed to Tianlei the last trace of dignity of an immortal.
The thunder is like thunder, the sky and the earth are endless.
Ren Zhengdao is confused and unable to stop the surge of darkness.
Talking about hundreds of lifetimes on earth, now they are just waves.
The young man stood in front of the dark age, letting the wind blow and taking it indifferently.
The little boy watched the boy's personality index rising steadily, and became even more depressed, but he also got up from the ground.
I wanted to lie down for a while longer, but it was really irritating to see the young man standing there shamelessly, as if this feat had been done by him a long time ago.
"I did this."
The little boy pinched his waist and roared to the sky, showing indescribable heroism and spirit.
The whole world responded to it.
Dark times, hence the excitement.
As if a backbone has been found, the dark tide becomes more turbulent, and the dark wave becomes more manic.
The sky that was originally covered with dark clouds was suffused with black clouds, turning into a scorching black curtain, obscuring prehistoric times.
The surviving creatures sobbed helplessly, with hope quietly dissipating in their eyes.
The earth fell, the human world became extinct, and the heaven suffered an unprecedented attack.
The wave of darkness is a lingering shadow that survivors cannot shake off.
The light is no longer visible. In this era, hope is so slim.
"Nanny is like mother. Mom, please don't leave her. Nanny must be obedient in the future."
A little girl with a high fever and a woman's body that was already cold.
Is what the young people are struggling to support a hell of despair or a cradle of hope?
"Father, why are you doing this? Isn't the life of prehistoric creatures not life?"
The young man's eyes were bloodshot, and the pure thunder clouds had become thin and fragile.
In this dark land, besides life and death, there is actually a third choice.
"I can't stand it anymore. Even if I turn into a monster, I don't want to endure this hopeless life." A disheveled man rushed out of the pure land and plunged into the darkness himself.
The boundary between life and death is blurred, and the distance between humans and monsters is so close.
What was stirred up by the dark wave was not corpses, but monsters staring eagerly.
He lost his humanity and became acquainted with the darkness. Now he is back and wants to feed on humans.
The young man turned back and took one last look at the survivors.
The number of living creatures in the past has decreased one by one, and now there are less than a hundred people.
"The sins committed by the father must be paid for by the son!"
Yuanchu sat down cross-legged, surrounded by clouds and mist, and intertwined with thunder and lightning.
The moist cool breeze blew over every survivor's face, soothing them from all uneasiness and pain.
The wind blows the stars, and the clouds and mist separate life and death.
The patron saint of survivors, in the sound of sobbing, turned into the most beautiful sculpture, cutting off death and immortality, leaving the fire of survival for life.
As a guardian, he once passed down the cultivation method to mankind. Now he is reincarnated, but he regards a thief as his father. This life is a shame!
The darkness is boundless, but it cannot break through the dusk clouds.
No matter how weird it is, it can't resist the true feelings of the world.
The power of guardianship is a light that illuminates the dark road.
Yuan Chen felt something in his heart and looked towards the light.
With the heartbeat palpitating, the boy's body disappeared and reappeared in front of the sculpture.
The thunder cloud and mist did not block Yuan Chen, allowing him to enter easily.
"You brat, did daddy let you die?"
Yuan Chen pointed towards the center of the sculpture's eyebrows, hoping to revive Yuan Chu.
But after Yuanchu sensed Yuan Chen's aura, he died even faster.
At the same time, perhaps sensing the fluctuations in the clouds, the surrounding monsters began to gather and rush towards this direction.
"Come back!"
Never try to wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep, and never try to revive a person who has a belief that he will die.
Yuan Chen transcended reincarnation and had immense magical power, but he could not use his supreme power to save him.
Roars came from all directions, which was the horn of the monster in the darkness starting to attack.
"How dare a bunch of rubbish bully my son!"
The light of the sword shoots into the sky, and the brightness regrets the past and present.
Taking history as a mirror, all mirrors in prehistory were shattered in the light of this sword.
Even this dark age is beginning to falter and is about to be completely annihilated.
"roll!"
The young man roared, and the torrent of darkness rushed in all directions with the Pure Land of Yuanchen Cloud and Mist as its core.
It's like hitting an iron plate and disappearing in the blink of an eye.
The light shone on the earth and the sun smiled, but a sword light passed by and the sun exploded.
The stars arrived as expected, the moon bent, and a glance swept over it, and the moon disappeared.
The sky and the earth began to shatter like glass.
The prehistoric era will eventually come to an end.
Later generations will think about it again, and there are no prehistoric footprints.
Throughout history, there are no prehistoric records!
Whether there was civilization or humans in prehistory has become an ancient mystery!
[Brother Yuanchen, I have a way to save Yuanchu. The nine-color star seal of Nuwa's clone can make Yuanchu reborn, but he will forget everything after rebirth, and he will even hate you. 】
Yuan Chen's eyes lit up and he said: "Seriously!"
This kid dares to hate me. If he dares to hate me, I will kill him!
Following Luo Shen Bing's instructions, Yuan Chen began to save Yuan Chu.
This child was hatched by Yuan Chen with blood.
He bleeds the blood of Yuan Chen, and that is his child of Yuan Chen.
No one can be bullied except himself.
Finally, the nine-color star seal of Nuwa's clone was driven into Yuanchu's body.
Sure enough, after a moment, the sculpture began to glow.
While his mind was relaxing, Yuan Chen suddenly realized something and said in a low voice: "Luo Shen Bing, isn't this also your arrangement?"
[I am not in the service area, please contact me after the marriage.]
Yuan Chen: "..."
Since Luo Shenbing became a woman, she has become more and more unreasonable!
I simply don’t take him seriously as a man!
Nine-colored rays of light appeared, and a sudden popping sound was heard.
A nine-colored egg rolled to the ground.
Yuan Chen: "..." My son laid an egg and asked me what breed it was.
The nine colors break through the sky and repair the world.
Prehistory has passed, and the light of Nuwa fills the sky.
The survivors had their memories wiped away and became the first generation of the new world.
Times go by, and the world changes.
Just over ten years have passed, and this new era known as the prehistoric era has begun to glow with new vitality.
Yuan Chen held the egg that had not yet hatched and turned around to enter the ancient tomb.
Ancient tombs ignore the limitations of time and space.
As soon as I entered the ancient tomb, I met a little boy who was still spinning in circles.
The little boy originally planned to escape, but ended up being trapped in the ancient tomb. He wandered around here for several hours, and then Yuan Chen came in.
"This Immortal has been waiting for you, next... ah ah, don't hit me!"
The Rubik's Cube always followed Yuan Chen and never left, so he was spared this punishment.
But the little boy, the being who created the dark age, actually chose to escape.
The silent ancient tomb rarely heard painful screams.
This scream is like the beheaded scream of a chicken that has been killed but not killed, or it is like a male wolf facing the moon alone at night.
The sadness makes those who hear it sad and those who hear it feel sad.
He is a dignified immortal, and there is a reason why he was beaten to tears.
This is cooperating with Yuan Chen to vent his anger.
In fact, the little boy knew very well that if his son was really hopeless, it would be useless no matter where he ran.
After Yuan Chen felt comfortable, the little boy moved forward with a swollen face and said with a smile: "Senior, I have found the entrance to the second floor. I will lead the way."
Just as the little boy thought, of course he could just leave, but if he really left, the relationship would be broken.
For the rest of my life, I can only keep running for my life.
Once discovered, there is only death, and then there will be no room for maneuver.
The young man held the egg and nodded.
Yuan Chen actually didn't want to use his own blood, but Yuan Chu couldn't hatch it for a long time.
It would not be appropriate for his son to use other people's blood.
Therefore, Yuan Chen dropped his own blood on the nine-color star seal.
This nine-color star seal once withstood the blood of Yuan Chen.
However, Yuan Chen's blood is a bit strong now, and the Nine Color Star Seal started to smoke after a little bit of it.
The little boy arched his nose in front, scratched his head and said, "Where is the fire?"
When he saw the little boy and was about to turn around, Yuan Chen said angrily: "It's the entrance to the second floor, why haven't we arrived yet!"
The little boy was frightened by these cold words, and just in front of him was the entrance he discovered.
He immediately turned back to report, but when he turned around, he saw the egg Yuan Chen was holding was smoking, and he was stunned.
Could this person be affected by dark matter?
Are you going to eat your own son?
"What are you looking at!"
Feeling the cold eyes, Xian Zi Xianzun immediately gave up. He hurriedly turned back to lead the way and said: "Senior, you are behind the stone statue in front."
When Yuan Chen saw the little boy turning around, he immediately started bleeding.
This black smoke should be due to pollution.
Now that the contamination has been removed, everything should be fine.
Finally, when he walked to the stone statue, the little boy smelled the aroma of scrambled eggs. The aroma was really wonderful.
The little boy's stomach growled dissatisfied just by smelling it.
But the next moment, he felt cold all over, as if he was being targeted by an ancient murderer.
"What? You still want to eat my son?!"
Yuan Chen stained the whole egg with blood, and then put his foot on the body of Xian Zixian Zun.
A ray of sword light passed across and almost hit the ignorant little boy.
When the little boy saw the big pit where he was standing just now and the terrifying sword energy, his liver trembled with fear.
"Senior, what's going on?"
Yuan Chen said helplessly: "Idiot, I stepped on a trap."
After Yuan Chen raised his feet, the originally calm sculpture immediately went into a frenzy and rushed towards Yuan Chen indiscriminately, as if he had encountered a big enemy.
The First Purple Immortal Lord turned around and became angry. Good guy, how dare you ignore this Immortal Lord!
He was afraid of the sword light just now, but what kind of disturbance can you cause with a small sculpture?
As soon as the sculpture left its original position, Yuan Chen saw the passage behind the sculpture.
This passage faces downwards, probably leading to the second floor.
"Xiao Zi, you hold on for now, I'll go down and explore the way."
Yuan Chen urgently needed a safe place to protect his son, so he entered the passage and found a place to hatch the eggs.
The little boy's face turned green. This senior didn't know martial arts ethics, how could he bully a newbie like him like this!
After all, the sculpture wasn't very strong, and the two of them fought fairly smoothly.
Protecting the Dharma with the Zhuxian Sword, Yuan Chen put down the egg, which was already hot to the touch.
However, all his blood has been absorbed, and the fluctuations of the nine-color star seal are slowly fading away, which indicates that his son is about to be born again.
Suddenly, a bolt of thunder struck down and enveloped the egg. There was a crack, a crack appeared on the eggshell, and a plump little hand stretched out from it.