Chapter 1157: Questioning

The two devastations arose almost simultaneously.

Qinglian is outside, and Qianqiu is inside. When these two ghosts and immortals enter the thousand-year-old stage, it will be difficult to turn back.

For these two ghosts, entering means facing purgatory, and retreating is hell. Belong to the Shura hell for them!

Whether it is advancing or retreating, it is inevitable to die.

Today, the murderous intent accumulated in Chu Cheng's heart was leaked out after meeting these two ghost immortals, and it was difficult to suppress it.

In the three years since he suffered the catastrophe and woke up, everything he saw and heard was ruins and images of tragic deaths everywhere.

This touched Chu Cheng's reverse scales.

His rebellion was those important people back then.

Today, most of those important people are gone, but only a few are still alive.

These few people are the reverse scales of the reverse scales. If it is not really touched, it will cause Chu Cheng's murderous intent.

The ethereal body has gone away from any distractions. Ordinary things are extremely difficult to cause fluctuations in Chu Cheng's heart.

Being able to cause him to cause fluctuations in his heart is undoubtedly monstrous. In the same way, the anger and murderous intent in my heart are also monstrous!

This is the land of oblivion, and there is no such thing as Chu Cheng's reverse scales. It's just that whenever I see these tragic images. The things that were pressed deep in my heart and didn't want to think about them were lifted off one after another.

Touching the scene, the ancient court was in turmoil in the world, isn't it such a tragic phenomenon.

Just, these three years. The scene that Chu Cheng saw was even more thorough than the difficulties of the world back then.

The ancient court has caused many disasters in the world, and it will eventually leave some seeds. Devouring in the future. Here, however, there is no one left alive.

Chu Cheng was thinking, if this forgotten land was really connected to the Mochen Realm, once these powerhouses in the Netherworld found it, it would be another great catastrophe for the human world.

And it is a catastrophe with no chance of survival.

Even though the Mochen cultivation system is different from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, every True Dao powerhouse can sweep one side among the cultivators of the same level as the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

But in the face of the Xuan Realm, it is still unstoppable.

In the Strange Dust Realm, the only two Xuan Realm cultivators walked out of that seal. The strongest combat power left in the world today is nothing more than an emperor and a red dust immortal in the red dust.

No matter how strong these two people are, their strength is only in the three realms at best.

Humane cultivation and strength are comparable to those of the Three Realms, which is already extremely remarkable. But even so, in front of the powerhouse of the Xuan Realm, he couldn't support a few moves.

Chu Cheng is the heaviest in his heart, the mountain that supports his beliefs, is still in the world, how can he let these ghosts and immortals invade Mochen?

The destruction was great, and there was a shocking roar in all directions.

In a trance, tens of millions of things are taking shape.

These are figures, descending from the red dust and emerging from the waves of qi.

This is a strange being.

Every figure, holding a big sword, has a big dragon around him, exuding a bright golden light.

Among the tens of millions of people, there are people who move slightly. And so, the whole world was barren.

This is not a real ocean, but a gathering of light on every figure. It is the condensation of the sword machine and the collection of the power of all living beings.

The power of the Tao is gathered together. made those people who were ordinary like gods descending, and each coerced the nine heavens.

This momentum is enough to be proud of the ancient and modern worlds, and it makes these two ghosts and immortals fearful!

When one person moves, all living beings move.

Kill it!

The two ghost immortals stayed there at this moment, their eyes full of confusion.

This doesn't make sense.

They didn't really stay there, but under this momentum, they seemed to be trapped by countless iron locks, unable to move.

Is this really the power of Amaterasu? Even if it is a Nirvana powerhouse, it cannot suppress them in an instant.

The two ghost immortals couldn't help but be frightened, how strong was this Amaterasu monk who suddenly appeared. Is this a desire to leave them all here alone?

This really doesn't make sense, the realm of the white-haired man, obviously only a small step or two higher than them, but it makes them unable to move.

And one by one, everyone seems to have an invincible posture.

Invincible, invincible indeed. When sentient beings raise their swords, they are invincible.

Perhaps, with Chu Cheng's current strength, he can't make all beings invincible. But in time, we will be truly invincible!

Under a sword, there was a great silver light, and the country was also caught in one color.

After one color, someone stepped forward one step forward, and his steps were calm, as if he wanted to step through the eternal years, making this world difficult to recover.

The two waves of destruction exploded in an instant, and with the power of the two ghosts and immortals, they couldn't resist it at all.

In the general trend of destruction, it brings about the ruthless destruction of the power of all beings.

This is comparable to a soul tribulation for these two ghost immortals.

for there is no body, no bones. Therefore, it is a soul calamity.

The Soul Tribulation rushed into the bodies of the two ghosts and immortals like a monstrous flood, destroying all their soul power.

For ghosts and immortals, a trace of soul power can be restored. But the power of this sentient being is to make them unable to condense anymore and let them die completely.

Heaven and earth shook, and everything was foggy. It is no longer possible to see where the destruction is.

There are only two bodies, shattered in this force.

With the last step of Chu Cheng in the end, there will be no more these two ghosts and immortals in this world.

Seven steps of the collapse of the sky, concentrated in one step. One step out, and then extinguish.

The sound of clicking continued, and the entire body of the two ghost immortals began to collapse in a daze and despair. It's not just the outer body, it's the whole soul.

At first, the sound of the crack was only slight, then it was the sound of thousands of horses galloping on the ground, and finally the real collapse of the firmament.

It's over. When this chaotic fog began to dissipate. This battle to eliminate ghosts is over.

The young man's face was shocked, and it was so vast and chaotic that he couldn't see what was going on around him.

But when the chaos began to dissipate and some fine sand drifted away with the wind, the young man knew that the two ghosts had been killed by the white-haired senior.

This is an existence comparable to a true god, but it was killed so easily that it did not even take more than a breath.

What kind of cultivation and strength is this? I'm afraid that the gods of this realm are nothing more than that.

Chu Cheng took a deep breath, and his face was already extremely pale.

This was the first time he had killed a ghost immortal in an instant with thunder.

It's just a breath, but it contains his limits. Once they can't kill them with one blow, then, when Qianqiu Painting is scattered and Qinglian is dissipated, even if they can severely damage these two ghost immortals, when they react, there is a possibility of escape.

Chu Cheng took out a pill and swallowed it, but his body trembled, his hand was unstable, and he dropped the pill.

There is so much life and passage of time. The more account for almost three-fifths of themselves.

"Senpai!"

Seeing this, the young man was also panicked and hurriedly stepped forward to help. But he was pushed away by a hand.

"It's okay, just meditate for a moment. Chu Cheng took a deep breath, his gaze fell into the distance, and he let out a long sigh.

"Two ........"

This is the number of ghosts and immortals he has killed and caused trouble in this world.

It's just that this world is so big. When will he be able to tread everywhere? There are so many strong people in this realm, when will he be able to kill them all?

It's hard, it's just too hard. It's hard to be ambitious. It can be said that it cannot be done at all.

He is not the Lord of the Netherworld, and he cannot perform such a feat. It is difficult to do it alone.

"This world... Will anyone come forward?"

"In the Netherworld, will there be strong people who don't follow suit?"

Chu Cheng muttered to himself and asked twice, but no one answered.