Chapter 1409 Prosperity Sad Song

On the other side, a real place is not a fabrication and remote imagination. It is said that there are gods living there, which are recorded in some ancient races.

In the next two months, the starry sky was not calm, and wars happened from time to time. The withering of life and the splash of blood became the cheapest performance.

Under the stimulation of the efforts of the law of the jungle, the world's trialers for the success and the amazing news that may be seen of the gods, the blood fight between all kinds of creatures and the resolutions of plotting to cross the sea are being staged.

This is a crazy and gloomy era. Carnival and sad songs are staged together, such as the moth fighting against the fire, on the way to life or listening to your own funeral song? Uncontrollable, almost crazy, perhaps the meaning of life is also because of its persistence and beauty.

There has never been an era like this, with many heavenly prides. If it had been in the past, it would have become the master of all ethnic groups, flourishing for a lifetime and reaching the top of glory.

In this era, it is doomed to the arrival of a golden prosperous era, which also indicates the desolation after the great world. Just like the autumn wind rises and the fruits are fragrant, but in the end, the yellow leaves are scattered all over the sky, and the wind is like a cold knife.

Throughout the ages, it is rare that there will be so many young supremes as they are today, which makes people feel unreal. They are all heavenly postures. In another sense, they may die.

The sad song of the world, when the final battle song sounds, they are all going to die. Falling on the emperor's road, there is only one person who can taste the loneliness and sadness of the ages, watching the heroes of the same generation disappear.

"There is only one supreme, which has been like this since ancient times. There are too many in this life, and they are all false names. It's a sad scene in the future.

The Qinghuang Taoist has also come, and the attendants are naturally indispensable to the guardians of other clans. The ancient tree of life was born. How can such a magic medicine be less than the great saint of longevity?

Bull Demon King, Stone Man, Evil God, etc. are all here. Even the strong people of their identity had to be cautious when they entered the mythical ancient realm for the first time to avoid being robbed.

All the heroes appeared together, masters from all walks of life appeared, and there were endless armies of ancient beasts crossing the sky, all looking for the sea of suffering, but there was no clue that almost covered the whole ancient land.

Even, someone began to attack the reef, trying to lead to a vision. As a result, there are no other clues and clues except for the blazing light left by Tianzun in the mythical year.

Where is the huge sea of suffering? Why are so many people looking for it to no avail, which really makes everyone have a headache and helpless. Perhaps as in the legend, only those who are favored by the gods can suddenly see a sea of gods one day, set foot on a special boat and go to the other side.

"Ah..."

In the depths of the starry sky, the fierce battle of World War I has come to an end, which is pitiful and lamentable. A generation of young supremes has come to an end.

The huge body of the ten-foot-high golden giant was pumped by a golden tail of the golden snake, and the broken bones and blood mud splashed with golden blood, and the dyed starry sky was sad.

The heroes were as cold as cicadas, and when they saw this scene, they were cold from head to to feet. This is the purest golden royal family in the giants, and it is difficult to find the enemy in the world. As a result, it became a pile of bones on the emperor's road.

The golden giant with natural divine power is very powerful, just like the ancestors of the mythical era. There is a kind of supreme majesty that breaks through the sky, but after more than a hundred rounds, it was finally defeated.

"This road has always been cruel and bloody. Once defeated, it will inevitably be this kind of ending. Finally, there will be a young supreme death." Someone sighed softly.

The golden snake Erlang is a snake body at this time. It is only more than ten feet long. His whole body is golden, his eyes are cold, and the letter spit out is squeaky, making people's scalp tight.

He shot away, and the golden snake's body penetrated the void, leaving a group of awe-inspiring people. Looking at his shadow, no one said anything for a long time.

"The golden giant was killed, but because he couldn't see the coldness and domineering of the four Langjun of the Golden Snake clan and contradicted them, he was chased and killed by the Golden Snake Erlangjun!"

Pang Bo clenched his fist when he got the news. The golden giant had a good relationship with him recently. He had been walking in the starry sky for a few days. Unexpectedly, he was killed as soon as he made friends.

Ye Fan also frowned. When the real phoenix building was about to fight with the stone man, it was also this golden giant who persuaded him to fight and did not let the battle happen. Such a somewhat honest giant actually died.

"Rely in peace. Although you and I don't have a deep friendship, your personality is very good to me. I want to avenge this revenge for you!" Pombo said.

"I went to the scene to see the aftermath of the battle. The golden giant was extremely powerful, but it was still killed by the golden snake Erlang after a hundred moves, which is enough to explain some problems. We have to be careful." It is rare for Longma to say such cautious words.

The strength of the four lords of the Golden Snake clan is unbelievable, and they are the best among the young supreme, not to mention that provoking one is equivalent to being an enemy of one and four masters.

"I have seen the blood-stained starry sky, the ancient road of the corpse, the bleeding other shore, endless spirits singing sadly." Qinghuang Taoist whispered that he should have sat down 500 years ago, but only stimulated the last potential in his body. Now he has no life and has a rare psychic old age.

He survived with the ancient secret art and squeezed the last glory of life. Now no matter what tonic he takes, it is useless. He has witnessed the incomplete corner of the future, and he is endlessly sad.

"Entering the other side, the young supreme will die, and a few will not survive..."

Unfortunately, I can't see through or see if there is a real fairy road, and I don't know the final direction of the golden world.

"I found the clue of the sea of suffering. There is an endless ocean in another void. Unfortunately, there is only one boat, and only a few people can reach the other side."

On this day, a piece of news shook the starry sky, and I don't know how many creatures killed there. They all wanted to create a future and win a creation.

This is a dark star domain that lacks stars and is close to silence. When many strong men come in, all kinds of Taoist lines suddenly appear. Dragons and snakes rise together, the stars move around, and the sky is killing.

In an instant, the bloody rain and the wind, the broken arm and limbs, the yuan god fled to the sky, and the star field was in chaos.

In this place, the wind is blowing, the blood and rain are flying, and a large part of life is harvested like wheat. I don't know how many monks have fallen down.

"This is a killing game. It's too vicious. Do you want to kill all of us!?" The heroes were unwilling, roared angrily, and rushed out to kill.

But in the four major holy killings, let alone them. Even if the real great saint comes, he may drink hatred, and there will be a young supreme fall in this disaster.

The dragon finch flapped its wings and hit the sky, but unfortunately it failed to grow up to the Great Holy Land after all. It was divided and full of unwillingness.

Many people died in this battle, and the rest of them ran away and were unwilling to approach the starry sky.

"Well, I have harvested so much of life. In the future, if you really cross the sea of suffering and break into the other side, this is fate and the guarantee of survival. A hoarse voice said.

In the dark, the four great saints manifested. One of them is the gray dragonfly, and the other three are the golden toad, Tiangou and Dapeng. They are all far above the gray dragonfly and are rare creatures in ancient times.

"It's a pity that a few of those young supremes have come. Only one person goes deep, and there are really a lot of good things in them. I suspect that the array of the four snake is related to their ancestors.

"What a young supreme, we were the same generation in those years. Now they are not trapped in the Great Holy Land. When they become great saints, they will be proud.

The starry sky calmed down. A large area of broken arm remnants were left, bloody. It looked very frightening, and the four figures reaped their lives and left.

In a blink of an eye, it has been five years. This ancient land has never been quiet. More people have entered the mythical ancient land, looking for the habitat of the gods, and all want to cross the sea to the other side.

But there has never been a clue, just like so many beasts in ancient times who tried their best and got nothing in a lifetime, no matter how many people come can't find the sea of suffering.

"There is not much life. I didn't expect that I would sit here." In the starry sky, the Qinghuang Taoist sat there with no worries, and his face was very calm.

"Boom!"

He began to turn into a Taoist and could no longer support it. It is a miracle to be able to live until now. A great sage lived to more than 8,000 years old, which was rare in ancient times.

All the monks under the starry sky were shocked and felt a huge fluctuation. The road was roaring, like thousands of troops and horses attacking, like endless creatures crying.

Ye Fan was naturally shocked and rushed there quickly. He had a foreboding something, because he had seen the Qinghuang Taoist several times in the past five years, listened to him talk about the method, talked about the experience of cultivation, and knew that his life would not be long.

"Sure enough, it's the predecessor of Qinghuang!"

When he came to the starry sky, Ye Fan felt a kind of sadness. This was the first time he saw the evantification of the Tao. He could only watch it, but he could not stop it and could not change the ending.

"Senior Qinghuang, finally left..." Pang Bo also sighed, such a kind elder's life will be exhausted, and it is so sad.

Not only them, but many people rushed to the scene, but they did not dare to approach each other endlessly, otherwise they would be implicated and followed a assimilation path.

The swallowing beast, the golden snake Silangjun, the Protoss Xinlan, Sanggu, the blood beast, the ground corpse, etc. have all come, and a large number of ancient beasts are watching in the starry sky.

The Bull Demon King, the Hundred Disaster Taoist, the Stone Man, the Grey Jiao, the Golden Toad, etc. have also arrived. They are all silent. Whether they are hostile or old friends, when they see that the Qinghuang Taoist will leave, they are both great saints and have feelings.

It's not easy to cultivate to this point. The great saint has no vulgarity, but in the end it is also empty, which is no different from mortals. In ancient times, it is the same as a sip of loess and ash.

"There is not much life. I just want to see if there are immortals and immortality. What will happen when this golden world ends?"

In the disaster of the Taoist road, the whole body of Qinghuang Taoist was shining, and pieces of light rain flew up and fell in all directions. He can't talk about joy or too much sadness. Some are just the persistence of an old man who has no life.

Young people may not understand it, but the great saints feel sad. At this time, there are no enemies, only the same kind, and they will come to this point in the future.

In the end, they don't know whether what they have pursued in their life exists or not. For them, it is really the greatest sadness.

The Qinghuang Taoist behaved very calmly, but the same kind knew how helpless it was, and the sadness was useless.

"Dare to ask if there are immortals in heaven?"

The Qinghuang Taoist asked persistently. In the Huadao, his eyes stared at the sky and wanted a result.

This question made the great saints sad from the heart, ups and downs, and it was difficult to get to this point, but it ended like this, and it was fruitless to prove it with a lifetime.

Many monks were silent, watching a generation of great saints wither, turning into a brilliant rain of light, flying in all directions, constantly disintegrated.

"I just want to... take a look at the end of this road and see if there are immortals."

The Qinghuang Taoist whispered, his eyes were dim, and he melted in the firelight. He couldn't help roaring up to the sky, and suddenly turned into a blazing light.

It was a huge green phoenix, breaking free from the broken body, burning, crashing into the depths of the vast sky, making the last blow of life!

"Boom!"

The sky collapsed and the earth cracked, the sky collapsed, and the huge blue phoenix turned into light was smashed, and it no longer exists.

"I just want to know..."

Under the vast starry sky, there is only a residual sound left, still asking questions, so persistent.

"Good go, Taoist friends." The great saints, even if they are enemies of life and death, are the enemies of the world. At this time, they are all gloomy and send him off.

"Rumble!"

Suddenly, heaven and earth felt it, and a set of strange pictures dropped, which caused many people to scream.

Did God respond and give him an answer after the death of the Qinghuang Taoist? People are paying close attention.

"Oh, a road, are there any immortals? What did you... see?!"

"That's... the sea of suffering, the other side, at this time there is a clue, in that picture!" ( To be continued...RQ