Chapter 207 Good time is like a dream

"Wo!" Chu Tian drank in a low voice, and the yuan god and Cangyun Yuanchen's sword water and milk blended into one, turning into a snow-white sword that split the universe and rushed to the Taisheng Heiyang, which was shaky and dying in the wind and snow.

The void is bright. There is no one in this vast world. Any force can stop him from stiring the snow formula in the world and kill the king of An under the sword of Cangyun Yuanchen!

Time seems to be infinitely elongated, but the space is rapidly condensing.

Dongtianji, Youao Mountain, Qing'er, Lin Yinxue, the four great guardian kings, Leng Yuechan... Everyone's mood can't help but follow the ups and downs of the shocking sword light, and their bodies retreated again and again. They felt the sword spirit and trembled.

But everyone understands that this sword Chu Tian is only for Luo Jia, only for tenderness.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang--" The deafening roar suddenly woke up everyone, and a string of streams of light filled the sky like fire trees, silver flowers, fish and dragons dancing at night.

"Thousands of armies are broken", "the Great Sun Buddha", "The sky machine seal", "the broken sea is cut off", "Xuanzhang moral seal", "Xu Wu silence destruction seal" and "Thunder Jade Privy Seal" are like rocks rolling up thousands of piles of snow waves to bombard the Taisheng Heiyang.

Suddenly, the sword spirit was depressed and the primordial spirit was distorted, and the roar of the An Tianwang turned from high to hoarse. The thousand-year-old magic sword swayed like a flat boat struggling and bumping at the tip of the storm, as if it would be overturned and smashed at any time.

His heart was cold, and he realized that his vitality was crazily cut by a strong and sharp spirit. The thousand-year-old magic sword buzzed and mourned to show strands of cracks. The "Black Yang Taisheng Secret" was disillusioned several times, completely exposing his genh to Chu Tian's sword spirit.

At this time, a white snowlight swept through thousands of years of vicissitudes of life suddenly lit up in front of his eyes. The Cangyun Yuanchen sword dragon rose to reveal the god of the land, and the black sun sword light broke straight to the yellow dragon.

"Break!" The king of An shouted in a loud voice, and the Zhenyuan of more than one Jiazi poured a thousand-year magic sword, so that the black evil sun returned to the light and melt the white snow, and the edge was like ice hitting Chu Tianyuan God directly.

"Brother..."

The next moment was silent, and all the scenery was swallowed up by a roaring white light.

The void shattered silently, and a bunch of round light pierced the canopy and scattered in the unknown space.

No, it's not silent, just because the crash roar is too majestic and fierce, beyond the limit of hearing!

Although everyone has already been on the guard against luck, they can't help but shake their hearts and feel that the doomsday is coming.

Dong Tianji and Qing'er desperately protected Chu Tian's body and Luo Jia's body flashed back, but they felt that the sky collapsed and the earth seemed to return to the ancient flood in an instant.

"Brother!"

"Xiao Chu!"

"Chu Tian--"

People call and shout in their hearts, but all their consciousness is shattered by the torrent of the turbid world. It is like a long and difficult world, which only rumbles in this endless reincarnation.

Even Dong Tianji could not see clearly the scene of the final collision between "There is a snow secret in the world" and the "Black Yang Taisheng secret". No one knows whether the king of An is alive or dead, and what will happen to the fate of Chu Tian?

The snow is still falling, but it has become a feather that can't be added to people's hearts. It's so heavy that I can't breathe and can't breathe.

I don't know how many times have passed, the magnificent and holy white light slowly faded, and the traumatized void came back to everyone's vision little by little.

"Xiao Chu!" Dong Tianji was the first to see Chu Tian. He saw his Yuanshen standing quietly on the top of the peak transformed by the remains of the rotating demon king, overlooking the chaotic clouds under his feet.

Less than ten feet away, the king of Antian knelt on one knee as if he was worshipping Chu Tianding. His left hand grasped the dim thousand-year magic sword and inserted the stone, and was trying to look up at the lonely teenager standing high.

The Cangyun Yuanchen sword inserted diagonally into the yuan spirit of the Antian King from the bottom up, revealing half of the cold blade from his back, the strong vitality steamed and drifted away, and the divine light in his eyes slowly disappeared like a candle.

"God's will--" He still can't believe that he will be defeated by a teenager and end everything in this way.

"Ding--" The thousand-year-old magic sword shattered inch by inch, and the left hand of King An suddenly lost its support and fell to the ground.

He gritted his teeth and staggered to stand up, staring at Chu Tian with a ferocious face. After a brief intertwined confrontation, the yuan god burst into ashes and disappeared.

Cangyun Yuanchen's sword shot up and drew an arc in the air and inserted it into Chu Tian's feet.

Chu Tian silently stretched out his hands and clenched the hilt of the sword, looked up at the wheel of fate covered by light and dust, and suddenly let out a long roar through the golden rift stone.

All the anger and sadness, all the tenderness of the past days, melted into the roar of Haohao Tangtang and rushed to the sky, shocking the ups and downs of the underworld sea, and the towering Cangshan Mountain trembling.

At the foot of the mountain, there is Lin Yinxue, the master of the magic religion, the four great kings of the guardian religion, the head of the Beiming God Mansion, and the peerless figure 600 years ago who penetrated the true meaning of the sky like Dong Tianji...

But at this moment, their hearts were all felt by the teenager. They looked up at Chu Tian above the peak, and suddenly said, "A thousand years of luck, this son is natural!"

It's just that his figure is lonely. If Luo Jia is still there, he will definitely giggle and mock, "Idiot, why are you crazy and don't let people sleep?"

However, Luo Jia is quietly snuggled up in Chu Tian's arms, and his roar will never wake up again.

- I'm really asleep and will never wake up again.

Chu Tian's roar became more and more generous and tragic, and there seemed to be no fear of exhaustion. The Yuanshen trembled slightly and emitted wisps of golden red smoke, just like a cuckoo crying blood and the sun like the sea.

His thoughts ran through the roar. Yesterday, all kinds of things were vivid in his mind, and he couldn't help but remember what Dong Tianji once said: "When I came back, things were different. Only when I saw a handful of loess, I found that there were still many things that promised her that I had not had time to do. Xiao Chu, you should cherish it."

His heart was so fierce that he seemed to have broken it, and he inadvertently burst into tears.

I don't know how long it took, Chu Tian's roar slowly stopped, and the sound echoed in the lonely and empty wilderness.

An Yujing gradually came to his senses, quietly bullied Chu Tian's body, and suddenly waved his sword and said, "Little thief, you killed the King of An Tian, and you are rebellious and unforgivable!"

Unexpectedly, Qing'er had been on guard for a long time. When she saw his magic sword attack, she didn't want to think about it.

The crisp sound of the golden stone. An Yujing stumbled and flew out with his sword. Just as he wanted to stabilize his body, he felt a sharp pain in his neck. He was firmly pinched with his hand from behind. In his ear, he heard Dong Tianji hum angrily, "Little bastard, your master killed his sweetheart. Do you still want to take advantage of the fire?" How far the strength penetrated and threw out the bones of An Yujing's whole body.

An Yujing screamed and fell to the ground like a dead dog, and said with hatred, "Youao Mountain... You stand by but don't avenge the king of heaven. What's your heart?"

Youao Mountain stared at An Yujing coldly and said in a low voice, "Why didn't you say this to Luojia?"

An Yujing choked and looked at the masters of the Northern Hades Mansion standing beside him, as if he had caught a life-saving straw, and shouted, "Ceng Yuechan and Ji Shang Xuan, why don't you talk? Do you also want to betray the God's Mansion?"

Leng Yuechan and Ji Shang Xuan looked at each other and approached An Yujing and said, "Brother Yujing, it's rare for you to be so loyal to the King of Antian, which really makes us ashamed. Now that the king of heaven has returned from the west, is it lonely on the road to Huangquan? Why don't you be a companion with him!" As he spoke, he slapped An Yujing in the chest.

An Yujing suddenly died, his ferocious face and eyes were round, and he couldn't close his eyes.

This move was quite unexpected by Lin Yinxue. Her eyes glanced at Yudi and Zhang Hongchang had already fled in the chaos. After repeated infighting, there were only a dozen people left, such as Youao Mountain, and there were only a dozen people who could make them afraid of Dong Tianji.

However, he saw that Dong Tianji's body floated close to Chu Tian, and put a palm on his back of his yuan god to inject pure and pure spiritual treasure. He comforted: "Xiao Chu, you can't come back to life after death. This girl Luojia is willing, so let her... go at ease."

You might as well shake Chu Tian's head and say in a hoarse voice, "I'm going to get her back."

Dong Tianji said with a wry smile, "She has lost her soul and soared. Even if she is a Daluo Jinxian, she can't return to the sky... Is it possible that you can still go to the underworld to find her?"

Chu Tian didn't say anything. He kept silent without saying a word, but his eyes clearly jumped and said "yes".

"No, Xiao Chu, you can't do stupid things." Dong Tianji took a breath of cold air and looked at Chu Tian and said, "The undead are the undead. Even if you can go to the underworld and find the soul of Luojia, she is no longer Luojia, and may even be reincarnated into the world."

Chu Tian's yuanshen was shocked, and he spewed out a mouthful of bright red blood under the physical induction.

He knew that Dong Tianji was telling the truth, and no matter whether the passages of the two worlds had been sealed, he could only try to turn around unless one day he could fully understand the sky and fly into the heaven. But on this day, ten years, twenty years, thirty years, or even a lifetime of time may not be possible.

In the final analysis, he is just deceiving himself.

Chu Tian's heart suddenly became extremely irritable. Suddenly, his closed eyes trembled slightly, and two blood tears oozed from the corners of his eyes.

In a trance, I heard Lin Yinxue say, "Chu Tian, I have a way, maybe I can save Luo Jia!"

Chu Tian seemed to find a glimmer of light in the endless darkness. He suddenly looked at Lin Yinxue, but there was a trace of suspicion in his eyes.

Lin Yinxue seemed to guess what Chu Tian was thinking. She stared at Luo Jia's lifeless face and said quietly, "Don't forget that she is my daughter three thousand years later."

For a moment, Chu Tian felt that the once-familiar Mrs. Lin seemed to be back. There was hope in his heart and nod his head and asked, "What's the way?"

Lin Yinxue replied slowly, "You can save Luojia's body with Yunlu Reiki and feed another drop of spring water every day, and her body will not rot. Then urge the plate of fate to wake up the sleeping prison magic sword, use it to split the underworld, and find the soul of Luojia!"

Chu Tian stopped breathing and said doubtfully, "Do you want me to change my fate and break the underworld prison with a sword?"

In a flash of silence, the atmosphere suddenly became depressed and tense.

Dong Tianji rolled his eyes and wanted to say something. When he came to his mouth, he looked at Chu Tian and forcibly swallowed it again.

Chu Tian couldn't help thinking of the words he said in the ancient forest of the prison, like a mysterious spell, which attracted and drove him step by step to the road he predicted.

After a moment of silence, he couldn't help looking up at the high hanging red sun - the plate of fate.

Slowly, it seems to turn into Luojia's careless and mysterious smile, so familiar but so far away.

He made a decision and asked in a low voice, "How can I subdue the fate?"

Lin Yinxue was shocked and said in astonishment, "Why, you are not the prince of the underworld?"

Chu Tian was stunned and said, "Who is the Prince of the Underworld?"

Lin Yinxue was like a heavy hammer. She sat weakly in the chariot. She looked at Chu Tian's confused face and muttered, "No, it's impossible... There must have been something wrong!"

Like Chu Tian, everyone present did not know what Lin Yinxue was trying to say. Only Dong Tianji vaguely guessed some of the hidden meanings in her words. Her mood was relieved and muttered, "It's not good. There are times when the old devil dares to miscalculate--"

The word "hou" had just been exported, and the rumble like a golden drum in the clouds suddenly heard, and the red sun of fate began to fission and differentiate without warning.

A group of dazzling blood-red photospheres sprayed out, and an unparalleled bright red light fell down on the sky. The bombardment broke out deafening loud noise in the wilderness, stirring up a pillar of fire.

The earth shook in waves, and the virtual world was full of red light and fire. The whole space was like turbulent ripples twisting and burning, and everything became unreal in the blink of an eye.

The red sun is like a broken egg shell. "Karala" cracks into countless dark deep slits, and the power of Youyuan turns into an unstoppable horrible flame blazing, as if to steam and burn everything into flying smoke.

The vast wilderness is like a glass baked by flames, constantly breaking and melting, and a bright red molten mud like a furious dragon ** earth, turning the place that passes into a piece of ruins of nothingness.

The plate of fate has completely burst, and a beam of meteor-like red light suddenly spewed out from it, which made everyone's eyes very painful, and their eyes were full of blood red and strong light.

"Boom--" The legendary mountain peak transformed by the remains of the Nether Emperor collapsed and shattered in an in an air, and the cold wind swept the void, full of despair of the destruction of heaven and earth.

Everyone has a feeling of being out of their mind, and their thinking consciousness is like the collapse of the mountain peak. They don't know where they are, whether they live or die.