Chuxuan's eyes are full of flavor, but the taste in his heart is hard to understand. There is a trace of hot tears in his eyes, but his eyes are more and more firm. He wanders slowly in the void, dominating the world with astonishing momentum and great majesty.
"It's time for Li Rui to wake up, the witch ancestor should be resurrected, and the peony demon king should return to heaven and earth."
Chuxuan murmured to himself, step by step to the depths of the void.
The stars were shining around him, shining on his firm cheek.
Sobbing
Chu Xuan is in a bad mood, and the world is feeling. The wind is sobbing.
Shua, chuxuan sleeve robe, a moment of wind and clouds, the world boiling, tumultuous.
The whole universe has become boiling, the chains of the road are dangling, runes are all over the sky, and Daoyun is booming!
He was shocked by his words.
His actions and actions will bring about the birth and death of heaven and earth!
This is the six power of the supernatural, which is the great power of Tao.
Whoa
A purple column of Qi and blood is washed out from the sky cover of chuxuan, which directly breaks through the barrier of time and space.
With a click, above the void, the sound broke. Cracks cracked one after another, making the void instantly turn into a big crack in the void.
The endless light of reincarnation overflows from it, and then turns into a running river between heaven and earth.
The blue light, rippling in the universe, competes with the starlight.
The color of heaven and earth is strange, which makes the whole universe like a nine hell scene.
The long river of years flowing quietly runs through the future, ancient and modern, flowing from the depth of time and space.
The misty, misty, misty, misty, misty, misty, misty, misty, misty, misty, misty, misty, misty, misty, misty, misty, misty, misty.
From time to time, the roar of thunder broke out from time to time, resounding through the heaven and earth, shocking people's hearts, making people panic. What is chuxuan's intention?
Floating in the years on the river debris, such as butterfly spots flying, shining a scene of the past.
However, in addition to the Chu Xuan, no one can see clearly, even the supernatural people can not see through.
Where there is a chance to deceive everything, separated from the peep of the world.
Chuxuan stands tall and upright on the years, overlooking and looking down, I can see that the long river is winding endlessly, vast, and the color of the river is different.
Blood red, black, faint yellow
In each era, the color of the river is different.
The only thing that is the same is that in the long river, there are dense dead bones drifting with the tide, and there are broken swords floating and sinking in the river, which are rusty and have the smell of decay.
Over the years, bones piled up like mountains, desolate, sad voice from the overflow, rendering the world a dead and sad color.
Those who are infected with the breath feel inexplicable. They feel lonely and helpless in the years and feel sad in their hearts.
In the sky over the years, there are countless curses, gods, Buddhas, demons and ghosts. They are intertwined and collided, performing all kinds of life, and the battlefield is tragic.
As time goes by, people have disappeared, but their enmity and hatred have been brought into the long river of years, as if endless, still in progress.
Joys and sorrows, joys and sorrows, have not dispersed.
Let the seven emotions and six desires, emotion in the years of wear, actually forever down.
People were quiet and the world was silent.
No one feels good. They seem to have experienced a hundred lives in a moment. Many thoughts and obsessions in their hearts are also put down.