The voice is very light, like mosquitoes and flies, but it is deep and powerful, full of divinity, giving people a sense of what they say.
The long Dao is as solid as it is. As the voice falls, it vibrates slightly, and a dark green awn is projected from it.
The knife awn cuts through the sky, and heaven and earth tremble. The stars hanging in the night sky are out of track in disorder, as if they are about to fall down to the earth for nine days.
The whole Xizi lake is covered by the dark green sword awn, which can't fall down. It's just the light that sweeps it, and the sky and the earth are desolate.
Just now the four seasons change, the grass and trees wither, flowers wither, you mang swept over the thunder breaking sky, covering it.
With a hum, Lei Po Tian trembled, and a light green air current overflowed from his Baihui cave, condensed into a thick and thin attention of his arm, which was absorbed by the condensing long knife in the void.
At the speed visible to the naked eye, Lei Po Tian's black hair is rapidly turning white, and his already thin body has become thinner and weaker, and his skin is even more wrinkled than the old tree bark.
In the whirring sound, Lei Po Tian gasped heavily. His breathing became extremely difficult, as if he had to hold it up at any time.
Originally indifferent cold eyes, but also become turbid, dim light in the vaguely visible a bit of panic.
Back is no longer straight, loose bones, from time to time there are broken sound.
Lei Po Tian was shocked and wanted to retreat, but his body couldn't lift a trace of strength. He was standing in the same place uncontrollably. He was in a hurry to summon xuantie sword, only to realize that xuantie sword had been taken away by Chu Xuan.
Pooh! Pooh!
Lei Po Tian in the use of real yuan and spiritual power, Dantian immediately turned into a frustrated ball, instantly shriveled up.
Huge amounts of Zhenyuan and spiritual power slipped away from his limbs and bodies, and gushed out from his seven acupoints.
The power of Zhenyuan and Lingli is too strong, which directly makes his body spin in the air, as if driven by turbocharged steam, but without direction control.
These overflowing real yuan and spiritual power are absorbed by the long Dao in the void, and the long Dao becomes more solid.
The figure in the void, lonely as snow, eyes as flat as water, without a trace of fluctuation, quietly staring at everything under his feet.
It seems that leaving the vicissitudes of the world, drying up and perishing, reincarnation will not make his mood produce half of the waves.
Everything in the world seems to be ants in his eyes, which means that he is indifferent to life and death. Even if heaven and earth are destroyed, they have nothing to do with him.
Lei Po Tian was able to feel his life in the rapid dissipation of the heart of incomparable fear.
Many people are not afraid of death, but they are afraid of the moment before death, watching their life disappear.
This fear is even more tormenting than the boundless darkness, and Lei Po Tian is experiencing this fear at this time.
Lei Po Tian, an old man, originally had little Shou yuan, but he managed to break through the legend and increase his longevity for decades.
But in the blink of an eye, Shouyuan almost disappeared, and death was so close to him.
How can he not be afraid of his accomplishments? The more he ignores other people's lives, the more afraid he is of death.
They are afraid of losing everything they have now, and they are reluctant to let go of the years ahead.
After all, no one knows whether there is really an afterlife, and how he will be in the afterlife. All of us cherish everything we have now.
In addition to the fear of Lei Po Tian, there are endless unwillingness, finally hit the realm of dream, but still can not breeze, so suffocating death.