Chapter 569

Chu Lin's choice is completely different from that of the elder martial sister. He doesn't like to wait for the opportunity to come to him. Even if it's a waste of energy and time, he has to try his best.

The dead earth, chulin calmly and forcefully steps forward, eyes full of firmness, as if to be able to see through everything in the world, even Chu Lin himself did not expect, he left, it was a month.

In the dead and silent world, chulin's pace is slow and weak. Some smoke and dust stir up with Chu Lin's movement, and fall dry, without any vitality.

Some dazed to look around, the original pure light flashing eyes, but also gradually dim.

In a month, he saw only a desolate, gray world, full of Chu Lin's mind, even the heart is also affected by the yellow.

Chulin's body is weak and weak, his skin is dry and cracked, and his black hair is slightly withered and white.

Chu Lin looked down at his hands, the original power, now even the palm of the hand are not tight.

This dead world is taking away his power.

Whether walking or sitting still, his strength has been fading. Once he can't hold on to it, Chu Lin's comprehension this time is a complete failure!

"It's not easy."

Chu Lin sighed, "however, if it fails like this, then Wu Mie palace will be a white election!"

Chulin gently wry smile, continue to move his heavy legs, slowly forward.

...

Bang -

as Chu Lin continued to work hard, another dead world, a figure was staggering, his steps were left and right, and finally he fell to the ground.

Miao and his body were dry and withered, but no blood flowed out, but a little fluorescence flowed out of his body. It seemed that his body would collapse suddenly.

A little fluorescence is suspended in front of Miao and his face, which is full of cracks on the face, but also emerged extremely unwilling look.

On the ground near the fall, a crack several meters wide was torn open, which was smashed by him with his last brute force. It is only obvious that in such places, relying on strength is useless.

"Have you failed..."

Miao he murmured powerlessly, and then everything in front of him became blurred. Suddenly, his body split, and every part of his body collapsed into fluorescence. The fluorescence flew away all over the sky, and he disappeared in the dead world.

With the disappearance of Miaohe, the last vitality of this world has disappeared, and the whole world seems to be dead.

The death of the world a month, in tianwuzong, also passed a month of time.

However, a month later, there are still a sea of people gathering in the world outside the monument of extermination of gods, and there is no loss of personnel with the passage of time. On the contrary, after a month, many registered disciples come here in admiration, and the scene can be described as magnificent.

The sight all over the sky is focused on the five people on the mieshen stele. The figures of five meditation are like the old monk kuchan.

In the air, Daobin and Yin Konghai are solemn. They have not moved this month, and they are closely watching any movement.

Hum -

in the silent mountains, a sound suddenly resounds in the sky. All of a sudden, people can see that they are all focusing on a figure in front of the mieshen tablet.

The beam of light on the shadow is rapidly weakening.

"Miaohe failed!" The black skirt woman clenched her hands and spoke faintly.

Seeing this, Zhao Mengdie and Ye Qing all changed their faces slightly.

The light column became weaker and weaker, and finally faded out. Without the light column, Miao he's body was shocked and fell down straight like gold paper.

"Alas

Even though Daobin had anticipated the result, he sighed softly. With a wave of his hand, a strong wind would fall into Miaohe in the mountain, and the disciples of wumie palace immediately came to take it.

"For more than a month, Miaohe is pretty good!" Yin Kong Hai sighed softly.

Dao bin wryly smiles, "continue to wait."

As Daobin talks, his eyes can't help but glance at Chu Lin, slightly worried. Relying on his accomplishments, one can see that Chu Lin's condition is quite bad. However, under the current situation, outsiders can't give any help. Everything can only rely on the self who participates in the understanding of the monument.

More than half a month later, time flies.

The faces of Daobin and Yin Konghai became more and more nervous. Even they felt restless unconsciously. They were extremely helpless.

After Miao he, Wei Yun and Muchuan both failed to quit in the past half a month.

What's more, just now, as the oldest core disciple of wumie palace, long Chong's attention on the top of his head is also rapidly darkening. Obviously, long Chong will not be able to support it!

In the past half a month, four of the five core disciples of wumie palace have lost their qualification!

Click -

when the light is dim, the light column is bright and dark. Finally, it bursts and disperses completely. After the Dragon Chong falls from the air, someone has already rushed out and cautiously stabilized the dragon.Looking at the pale face on long Chong's face, this disciple is also scared. Is this monument really so terrible? Even the oldest core disciple of wumie palace failed!

After long Chong was sent to cultivate himself, the static atmosphere became more and more silent.

"Only Chu Lin is left..." the black skirt woman sighed, her eyes twinkled.

Zhao Mengdie is also melancholy point head, white teeth bite cherry lips, two small hands grip each other, pinch red.

At some distance from the mieshen stele, the two men stood still and their eyes fell on chulin through layers of space, mountains and lakes.

"It seems that Chu Lin's condition is not very good." The old man in black stood behind the leader of tianwu sect and spoke softly.

"It should last for a few days..."

the leader of tianwu clan sighed deeply. This time, no one can understand the monument of killing God?

Six days passed quickly.

On the sixth day, when the sun was shining high, Daobin, Yin Kong Hai and others were all slightly ugly. The fierce Sao animation aroused all kinds of comments.

The pillar of light hanging on Chu Lin's head was also slowly weakening, and the light was dim. The signs before told us that it was a sign that the challenger was about to lose!

Zhao Mengdie's heart was drawn. Her big bright eyes fluctuated slightly and she could not bear it. If she failed this time, it would be a heavy blow to the stubborn young man.

"Elder sister..."

the black skirt woman looked at Zhao Mengdie beside her and thought about it. After all, she didn't speak. She just shook her head in secret. If she failed, she would fail. What can they do?

That gradually gray light column, in the eyes of nearly 100000 people, is ultimately powerless, slowly dim, weak down.

Bang -

when tianwuzong was clamoring for the light column to become dim, Chu Lin's body was also powerless to fall down in that dead space and hit heavily on the dead ground.