Chapter 957 The time and space of this side

   "Tens of thousands of years ago, I have cultivated to this point, and now I still can't make an inch. If there is no good fortune, it will be the same in 10,000 years..."

  Qingwei muttered to himself, a dangerous thought arose in his mind.

   took a deep look at the void where Yuandongtian was, and immediately pressed all the thoughts into his heart.

   Even if the Heavenly Venerate had left the world for thousands of years, he still did not dare to be careless.

   This is usually the case, but now, it is even more so when he has the bracelet thousands of years in advance.

   He knew very well how dangerous his idea was.

   But it seemed that the 'bracelet' in his memory would achieve the astonishing achievements, and he couldn't help but be moved.

  …

  In the dark night, only a little bit of light can be seen, and there are scattered villages and towns on the banks of the rolling hills.

  Boom!

  Suddenly, a thunder rang through the sky, breaking the tranquility of the night.

   Li Jiazhuang, who was sleeping, suddenly woke up, accompanied by a flurry of chickens and dogs, and candles were already lit in many homes.

   Some people held candles and opened the window, looking up at the sky. Although the night was thick, there were no dark clouds in the sky.

   "It was so loud that it almost scared my soul away..."

  In a dilapidated temple overgrown with weeds outside the village, a thin young man woke up from a dream, his heart beating wildly.

  The broken temple has no door, and a large piece of the roof collapsed. Without looking up, he could see the sky: "This, it doesn't look like it's going to rain?"

   The young man muttered, turned over and sat up, the sound of thunder was so loud that it seemed like it was blasting in his ear.

  What kind of sleepiness, that's not at all.

   He kicked the weeds on the ground, rubbed his arms and went out, trying to pick up some dry wood to start a fire while it was not raining.

   As soon as I walked out the door, I saw a meteor streaking across the night.

   "Meteor? Ah!"

   The young man glanced at random, and suddenly shouted, Sa Yazi ran away, begging the mountain **** for mercy as he ran.

   But it turned out that the meteor smashed straight towards the ruined temple at an extremely fast speed.

   "My mother!"

  The souls of young people are all gone, and I just hate that my parents don't have a few more legs.

   But how fast can he be?

   seems to be only for a moment, the young man only heard the sound of 'bang', and he was already ignorant of the personnel.

  The huge wind blowing straw also seemed to blow him horizontally, and at the last moment of coma, he seemed to see a dazzling light in the billowing smoke.

   Indistinctly, he seemed to see the figure of a child.

'what is that……'

  OM~

   In the smoke and dust flying all over the sky, there was a slightly suspicious murmur that seemed to be hangover.

   "Mr. Monster..."

   Sanxin Lan Lingtong slowly opened his eyes, looked at his tender and delicate palm, and looked at the dusty night, with an indescribable touch.

   Once upon a time, the world in its eyes had no color, let alone a specific image. In its eyes, all things were data messages with different textures.

   At this time, he was reborn and finally saw the real world.

  I don't know how many years later, he finally broke the terrifying curse placed on him by the "Nightmare Hydra Ancestor".

   For today, he waited for an inexplicable long time, and paid an unimaginable price, losing his near-immortal longevity.

   "Is this the world in your eyes?"

   He stretched out his hand in surprise and cowardice, stroking the floating dust, dim light, and aura particles invisible to the naked eye:

   "But where are you?"

  …

  唳~

Roar!

  Under the night, the mountains undulate like dragons and snakes.

  In the mountains and valleys, countless wild beasts are rampant, and sometimes there are giant beasts roaring from time to time in the sky.

   In the darkness of the night where there is almost no light, there are countless terrifying beasts walking.

   makes many people living in the mountains feel frightened and difficult to fall asleep. In fact, few people dare to sleep here at night.

  Kimura.

   This is a small village built on the stump of an ancient tree of unknown size.

   Hundreds of meters off the ground, hidden among the leaves, and adjacent to birds.

  In Kimura, fire is strictly controlled, especially in the dark, no light is allowed to leak out.

   A little bit, never allowed.

The only exception    is the old house that is located in the middle of the whole village and has a lot of years.

   The few men who were guarding the door could vaguely see a red light inside.

   The bean-like lights could not illuminate the room that was darker than the night, and the red light in the room at this moment came from a dilapidated altar with a single person.

   Under the slightly bewitching red light, a thin and short old man dressed in animal skin danced around the altar and sang frantically.

   Above the altar, the whole body is silver and white and gold, and there are two mysterious skulls with faint green fire in the eye sockets.

   Unceasingly opened and closed his upper and lower jaws, making a crisp and weird 'click' sound, as if mocking his useless effort.

   As expected, the red light on the altar gradually dimmed.

   "Woooo~"

   Seeing that the red light did not increase but decrease, the old man called more and more, his hands and feet danced like windmills, and the spittle stars flew.

   "Quack quack~"

   Seeing the ugly face of the old man, the skull gave out a creepy laugh, sharp and terrifying:

   "Stupid old thing, do you think you know this altar better than me?!"

   "Puff!"

The    old man retreated in horror, and stumbled to the ground: "You, you can speak? You, what kind of monster are you?! How can you control our altar?"

  The old man was terrified and even desperate.

  This altar is a 'treasure' passed down by Kimura from generation to generation. Although it is always up and down, it can help Kimura through several difficulties.

   Until this time.

   He offered half the body of the beast by himself, and finally got a response from the 'god' at the altar.

   He thought he was blessed by God, but he didn't expect it to be the beginning of a nightmare.

  This skeleton has a strange power that can absorb people's essence, blood, and even spirit in silence.

   This skeleton was hidden so well that I didn't find it at first, but when I found it, it was too late.

   After more than ten years of absorption, all the people in Kimura are described as withered and haggard, not to mention hunting, but they have no strength to curse!

   And seeing that the last struggle was about to fail, the old man fell into despair.

   "Your altar? This is mine, my wonderful treasure!"

The    skeleton head screamed sharply, and the red light flashed, and the old man was rolled up to the altar like tentacles.

  The altar was not much bigger than the old man, but with the flash of red light, the old man actually shrank and became smaller.

   He was terrified and desperate:

   "Holy and stalwart god, I beg you to save our Kimura..."

  hoo~

   At this moment, the skeleton suddenly rolled down the altar with a strange cry, and the red light also dimmed.

  The old man fell to the ground, still in shock.

   I saw that fine lines suddenly appeared on the strange skull, binding it to the ground, no matter how hard it struggled, it couldn't break free.

   "Ahhh!"

The    skeleton opened and closed its upper and lower jaws frantically, terrified and desperate: "No, you, why don't you let me go?"

  Om!

   At this moment, the dim red light turned on again, and it was swept in by the terrified cry of the skull.

   "This, this is... is God obviously holy?"

  The old man knelt down tremblingly, and kowtowed his head in tears, thanking God for saving himself and Kimura.

  Suddenly, his body froze.

   A pair of white and slender palms, from out of nowhere, grabbed his arms and lifted himself up.

   "God? Of course not."

   The old man raised his head in fear, and in the red light, a fair-skinned and handsome young man looked at him apologetically:

   "I'm the one who caused you trouble..."

"what?"

  The old man raised his head blankly. At this time, the red light had already dissipated, but another thing fell from the altar, and was pinched by the young man in his hand.

  He weighed it casually and couldn't help sneering: "It's still so stingy..."

"This is……"

  The old man swallowed.

   "A blood pill, when dissolved into water, can make up for a person's lack of qi and blood in a small amount..."

   The boy smiled and threw the blood pill to the old man.

   "How does this make it?"

   The old man was both surprised and delighted, clutching the medicinal pill tightly, not wanting to ask about the youth's origins.

   He welcomed the boy into his home with great gratitude, and after a brief settling, he hurried away to rescue the villagers.

   "I feel uneasy wherever I go... The methods I used back then were too immature..."

   The young man sighed slightly, and dispelled the remaining willpower of the Evil Spiritual Master, completely obliterating it between heaven and earth.

   Unless there is a powerful shot that can cross the two realms and reverse the time and space, otherwise, it is probably dead.

   This boy is naturally An Qisheng.

Before    entered the realm, he spent a lot of time digesting all the information he had obtained, and then selected various plans to deduce and think about it.

   Until the end, when the three-hearted blue soul boy was sent to the ancient years, he himself came to this place, the time and space where he once left traces.

   "Hoo!"

   He walked out of the door slowly, slowly looking up at the sky.

   A bright light shattered the darkness. Immediately, ten great suns leaped to the east at the same time. In an instant, the darkness between heaven and earth was completely swept away.

   It seemed that in the blink of an eye, the sky lit up, and it seemed that there was a problem with his time.

In the center of   Kimura, the old man who seemed to be the village chief was making potion, and a group of unkempt villagers came sparsely from all directions.

   Both men and women, young and old, all have yellow faces and thin muscles, but they still come forward to take the potions and drink them in an orderly manner.

   "Nirvana, Nirvana..."

  Looking at the sky and burning clouds~lightnovelpub.net~ An Qisheng sighed softly.

  Nirvana is the detachment of life and death, as well as the reshaping of cognition.

   At this moment, everything in front of him is chaotic and disorderly.

  The time and space are reversed, the yin and yang are confused, and his previous cognition is being completely subverted. This is the process of breaking the realm.

   may also be the process of falling.

   This is an unknown situation that he has not touched before. If you want to cross more smoothly, you naturally need to find a reference.

  In the wild world, there is no shortage of it.

   And the reason why he chose this time and space is not without reason.

   His gaze shifted and landed on a chubby little guy who was lounging on the ground basking in the sun.

   In this existence where everyone loses both essence and blood, this little guy is very eye-catching.

   There is one push book, the new book "Zhen" by Wang Zijun, this is a serious push book. it's actually very good

  

  

   (end of this chapter)