The first thousand and fifty-seven chapters of the wolf smoke
It was obviously very high, but it was too huge, but the bottom was like a full moon pressing against the sky. So at this moment, all the monks in the Thirteen Central Continents and Central Shenzhou even had an illusion, as if they were only at night
The bright moon I saw was dragged into the edge of this world.
Not only in the Central God Continent and the Thirteen Central Continents, but also in the Eastern Edge of monks saw its outline.
It is just because of the position shift, from the four continents on the east edge, what appears in an extremely high altitude at this time is a crescent moon.
When countless crystal lights in the air fell like glazed silk, the drunkard who had just been able to breathe and coughed violently.
He felt that the remaining fragments in his body were nourished by the vitality in these crystal lights like living things.
"I probably can't live anymore."
He coughed violently, constantly coughing out the solidified blood clots and fragments. He looked at the drunkard walking out of the fishing village and said with difficulty: "I was just a strong doubt before, but when this thing appeared, I began to be very sure,
You and I are both made from the same template. In a sense, I may be your backup, or maybe I can be considered your brother, so no wonder our names are very similar. Your name is Lanlingsheng
, My name is Wen Liangsheng."
Lan Lingsheng, an alcoholic who came out of the fishing village, looked at his appearance at this time and suddenly realized that what he was talking about was the truth. He was inexplicably in a huge sadness. This emotion was really like seeing his own brother.
Dying, but I can do nothing.
But this strong emotion was like a violent current hitting every flesh and blood of his body. He didn't know how to fight, but he felt that he might be able to do something at this time.
He took his wine pot and began to pour wine into Wen Liangsheng's mouth desperately.
Wen Liangsheng had a very difficult breathing, and the wine at this time felt even hot, just like hot hot water piercing into his lungs.
He coughed even more uncomfortable.
But with every violent cough, the fragments of crazy activity in his body were wrapped up, like thick blood scabs formed from the flesh and blood, hindering the activity of these fragments.
He gradually stopped coughing, looked at the bottom of the huge silver moon in the sky, and smiled bitterly: "Now I don't seem to die for the time being, but I can be sure that if we can't deal with this thing, we will die.
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The bald monk took a deep breath, and his fists continued to tremble slightly. Unlike Wen Liangsheng and Lan Lingsheng, he looked at this giant creature, and the familiar feeling in his heart became clearer and clearer. He became more and more clearer and clearer. He must have seen him.
After passing this thing and seeing the whole picture of it, he even confirmed that this thing may have caused him to not find any clues that exist in this world.
He said coldly: "What kind of people do we mean?"
At this moment, a white stone flew out from the direction of the Hanging Stone Island.
The white stone has a diameter of dozens of miles, but strangely, it is flat and round, like a chess piece.
With a loud bang, the stone hit the bottom of the behemoth hard, dimming the light at the bottom of its crystal rays.
But in the next moment, the crystal light at the bottom of the behemoth became brighter and the white stone instantly shattered.
"It's like those of us who awakened earlier, like this one who threw out white stones." Wen Liangsheng coughed softly and said, "Those who dare to resist at this time."
The bald monk frowned deeply, and he inexplicably understood what Wen Liangsheng meant.
"Did you have a strong intuition when you see this thing, and you think that this thing is an enemy and you must stop it from coming?" He looked at Wen Liangsheng and said, "Because no one told you what it is, in fact, what it is
, no one told you what it has to do with you, but you seem to be very sure that it is like a devil who destroys everything."
"I don't know." Wen Liangsheng swallowed another sip of wine and said with difficulty: "If you have to describe it in words, it is a kind of fear, pain and disgust that arises from the depths of the soul. It is like our mother body
, but it gives me the feeling that it is not warmth, but hostility and destruction. The purpose of its existence seems to be to find us out and then kill us. Don’t you feel this way?”
The bald monk remained silent.
He couldn't answer.
It is obvious that he also had a strong hostility towards this behemoth at this time, which was a kind of hostility that revealed from his subconscious mind that was about to divide life and death.
But when he listened to Wen Liangsheng's description, he felt that his subconscious feeling seemed to be different from him.
Wen Liangsheng has a clear description of this behemoth that seemed to be the mother to them, but he did not feel this way.
In other words, Wen Liangsheng and others had a special connection with this thing, but because of some accident, they were disconnected from the line and caused them to be not controlled and discovered by this thing, but he seemed to have been with this thing.
There is no special connection between things. So isn’t he an awakened NPC?
Then what is he?
When he was silent, in a small courtyard in a monk's market town in Xuanshizhou, a monk who looked like a middle-aged scholar raised his head to look at the sky.
There was a chessboard in front of him, and there were black and white chess pieces on it.
The white stone just now was really a white chess piece he threw out.
The bald monk and Wen Liangsheng did not have the same feeling, but the middle-aged scholar felt exactly the same.
He took action slower than Wen Liangsheng because he hesitated for a long time.
He wanted to hide and live, but when someone finally took action, he chose to follow.
Many years ago, he found himself special.
Until this global live broadcast, he was sure that he was the NPC that Wang Li and Lu Shenliang mentioned. There were some insights that seemed to be unknown to him in his mind.
He didn't know how he woke up. It seemed that he was severely injured and almost died many years ago. After being unconscious for many days, he came back to life and began to discover the difference between himself and ordinary people.
He didn't know what the behemoth that was coming at this time, but he was indeed sure that this thing was a destructive thing.
When it came, it seemed to be provoking people like them.
I'm here, do you dare to take action?
If you dare not take action, I will come here and find you all.
If you take action, I will discover you first and kill you.
It seems that there is only one possibility to survive, that is, to wait for others to deal with this thing.
But if all people like them hide, who can deal with this thing?
The middle-aged scribe didn't want to die.
But after seeing the drunkard take action, he still couldn't help but take action.
He looked up at the giant creature. At this time, others could not see anything else in the crystal light, but he saw indigo dust falling towards him at an astonishing speed.
He smiled bitterly.
He suddenly knew very clearly what the result of being occupied by those indigo dust.
He smiled bitterly and crushed a black chess piece.
There was a bang.
He and the small courtyard where he is located turned into dust in a violent explosion.
A hot black smoke column rushed into the sky, like a wolf smoke lit on the beacon tower.