Chapter 2456

As soon as I crossed the stream, it turned red. Looking back, I can see that when I came, the path was long gone. The willows of the Qing Lake and the paths of the old locust trees all disappeared. Even the clouds and cliffs are nowhere to be seen, and the whole back is empty.

It's like in the starrless and moonless sky, erasing that layer of black, as if the world was just like this!

Although I only took a step out, I fell into unprecedented confusion.

Where the hell am I from? And where to go? Is the scene real or false?

At this time, is it the reincarnation of my previous life that has become Zhang Jiulin, or is it that I, Zhang Jiulin, is sleeping soundly and remembering the memory of my previous life?

Although we have only taken this step, we have entered another time and space just like stepping through the dust.

Maybe as long as tens of thousands of years, maybe just for a moment, I woke up a little bit again and took another step forward.

This step goes on, the whole world is very clear.

Blue sky, boundless forest.

Shout, a fierce Saber Toothed Tiger comes out of the forest!

The saber toothed tiger is two meters long. It's huge and ferocious, but its body is scarred. Seven or eight bamboo spears were inserted in the horizontal, vertical and deep. One blood opening turned over, and the whole body was covered with blood. One hind leg was smashed and changed shape. Although it has a strong momentum, its speed is not so fast. There is a lot of contradiction in its eyes, and at the same time, it shows both fierce and fearful eyes.

"Wow, cheerleading!"

Then, in a series of strange cries, a group of savages rushed out of the woods.

One by one, he was naked, surrounded by animal skins, clutching a handle and binding weapons with various pieces of stone. He rushed out of the woods and surrounded the saber toothed tiger.

Then, advance and retreat orderly, attack and defense on Saber Toothed tiger launched a wheel siege war.

Soon, the strong beast roared and fell into a pool of blood!

A leader with a long feather on his head stabbed twice tentatively with a spear. Then he knelt on his knees and shouted, "Oh, pull!"

"Oh, La."

All the savages knelt on the ground at the same time and shouted up to the sky.

Although their number is not much, but the cry is extraordinary majestic neat!

Just above the heads of the people, a stream of visible smoke slowly floated up. The smoke was thin and long, far up to the sky. Slowly, a vague image is formed, which looks like a human being rather than a human being or a beast rather than a beast. It seems that there are some familiar charms.

Unconsciously, I took another step forward.

Tear and pull, as I step forward, the scene in front of me is like a canvas torn by who, divided in two.

It's still that blue sky, still that vast land, but the upper layer of the ground has blown a crack like tortoise shell, the surrounding trees have already died, each one is as ferocious as a ghost claw!

In the center stands a huge stone more than three feet high. In front of the stone are the heads of cattle for sacrifice. There are grains in the pottery bowl. In the distance, there are several corpses with their heads cut off by binding hands and feet.

Under the leadership of a white haired old man, hundreds of shabby old and young people kneel neatly and continuously kowtow to the boulder!

A wisp of thin smoke like a filament slowly floated out from the top of the crowd and slowly condensed on the boulder.

Soon a stronger plume of smoke rose from the sky, hovering in the middle of the sky, writhing and dancing wildly!

As the smoke grew stronger and fiercer, the whole sky was stirred.

Click, a thunderbolt!

Kneeling on the ground, people seem to feel something. Their heads are louder, their hearts are more devout, and their smoke is stronger.

With the wind turning, a dark cloud was brought here, just arrived nearby was torn into pieces, and then the rain fell from the sky!

Everyone cheered and yelled, eyes full of tears and ecstasy.

It seems that the residents of ancient times are asking for rain?

At this time, I found that there were several spells looming in the dark cloud. Maybe it was because they were too far away. Some of them were not true. I had to take another step.

With a crash, the picture in front of us is like a page being flipped, which is lifted to one side.

What is presented in front of us is another scene!

Or that blue sky, or that vast boundless field.

A group of tall and burly men trapped a thin and dry old man.

With the leader's fierce cry, all of them hurled their swords and spears at each other.

Just then, the old man suddenly pointed to the sky and made a very strange move.

Whoosh, around him formed a tornado, flying sand and stones, all the strong men rushed up were carried in it!Then the corpses were all over the ground and the limbs were broken.

Blood and screams everywhere!

In an instant, the wind disappears and the clouds stop. Everyone dies in a clean mess. And the old man's body also shook violently for a few times, then suddenly inclined and fell to the ground. It happened to be pierced by a long spear inserted obliquely into his chest, and then he slightly swung for a few times without moving.

Can the sun shine on this scene, unspeakable and tragic!

I can see clearly that I didn't hurt him just now. The old man died in his own hand.

Because, in the whirlwind he evokes, there are several incantations, which are very similar to those seen in the previous scene, but somewhat different.

This is what he can't completely control the air of heaven and earth and is killed by the power of backfire!

Seeing this, I seem to understand something. I took another step forward.

With a click, the scene in front of us was split, and the scene in front of us was extremely intense.

On the Central Plains, countless people are fighting desperately!

But different from before, some of them are wearing armor and holding bronze dagger to ride on high horse; some are wearing Taoist robes and flying high in the sky; some rely on Yin things to dig holes in the ground; some are manipulating ice and snow, flying with ice cones; some are good at using fire to poison, and the smoke of the fire pours around, almost like the legendary battle of the gods.

The sky is full of the color of plasma, and countless spells are thick layer upon layer. At the same time, a crack is also blown in the blue sky.

One step further, the picture changes again.

The black sky is covered with cracks like tortoise shells, and the vast field is more open, with endless yellow sand.

Whoo!

A strong wind came, and the yellow sand covered his eyes.

After the gale, layers of old and new white bones appeared in the gravel. Some of them broke their heads, some of them broke their ribs, but they all held the sword tightly and stared at a pair of black eyes.

Roar!

All of a sudden, a golden figure came out of the horizon, making a loud roar!

My heart also suddenly vibrated.

How kind and familiar the voice should be