Chapter 1: The Beginning of a Big Mistake

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On top of a skyscraper in a certain city.

A man finally climbed to the rooftop with great effort, and one step forward is heaven.

Looking at the traffic below, the man intends to look back on his short thirty years.

"What do you think, don't you have to jump if you think about it?" the man felt that he was not conscious, and slapped himself hard.

Take a jump!

Let's go......

The gale whistled past his ears, and he slowly closed his eyes.

............

At the same moment when he touched the ground, another strange world, a man flew through the sky and shuttled through the boundless night.

He was holding a baby in his arms, and the baby slowly opened his eyes.

Following.

Adjacent to the sword abyss.

Ask the highest peak of the fairy mountains.

Nail the dragon nailed.

A man dressed in plain clothes fell to his knees, weeping bitterly.

An old man with a childish face looked to the north and sighed with a long sigh.

"Xiao Chuanzi, it's been twenty years. The old man kindly reminded that the crane's hair swayed with the gale, and his baby-like delicate face showed regret.

"There is salvation. The man on his knees stared straight at the clouds to the north, and his words were full of unwillingness that did not match his age.

"That's not what we're supposed to do right now. The old man was kind and persuasive, he wanted to tell the man that the people outside the world were coming.

"It's all human life, it's all human life. The man was furious, pointing to the north of the sword abyss and yelling at the old man.

"You alone can't save them all, if you just want someone to survive... You don't have to come to the rescue, and there will be people who will survive. The old man was a little sorry to see the man so persistent.

At this time, it was the last turning point for the fate of the human race on the land of Mohai, and if you missed it again, you might fall into the situation of the death of the human race.

Both of them know it.

"Shall we be together?" the man suddenly came up with an idea that might make up for his fourteen hundred years of sins.

"I can't get out. The old man whispered in his heart, knowing that the man didn't believe it, so he waved his hand to the sky.

"Open the sky. ”

Above the ten realms, heaven and earth are the same, which is said to be the same.

Xuan Tongyi can open the sky.

The white clouds in the white sky dispersed in response.

In the end, a crack in the black hole was formed, as if it was innocently opened.

The old man summoned a colorful cloud, grabbed the man and rode away, and in an instant he came to the edge of the crack in the sky.

The boundless thunderstorm outside the rift seemed to sense the comer, and they all gathered in this direction.

"If I step out, thirty breaths will be drawn out of the sky by the thunder. When the time comes, if I want to come back, it's not as simple as saying that the sky is open. The old man preached helplessly.

Outside the sky, that is, outside the whole world.

The old man had been to that place, and it was cold, silent, and there was no living thing, nothing but the light that flowed by.

When he got there, his heart was filled with boundless loneliness.

At that moment, the old man finally knew that people were still too young.

Compared to the vast universe, human beings can't even get out of the lonely circle.

Fortunately, as soon as the old man turned around at that time, he found that there was still a fairy world there.

He didn't hesitate at that time, and tried his best to break through the thunderstorm barrier of this blue planet, turn into a meteor, and return to this world with people.

"Thirty breaths, that's enough. Enough for us to go north and come back. The man silently calculated, and it seemed that he had about two breaths left to draw his sword.

Two breaths, he was sure that he would chop the mad beast into powder.

"It's me who has thirty breaths, Xiaochuanzi, you only have three breaths. As he spoke, the old man picked up the man and threw him out of the breach.

The man came to the outside of the large array of the Immortal Mountains, and felt that his strength had recovered to thirty percent in an instant, and he also found that the thunderstorm overhead had noticed him.

In a moment's breath, there was only a thunderstorm like rain in his field of vision, and the thunder hit the top of the man's head in an instant.

Just as the man tried to draw his sword to resist the heavenly thunder, the old man behind him stepped out and pulled him back into the large array of the Immortal Mountains.

The rift in the sky also closed in an instant with the return of the old man.

Go out for a breath, stay for a breath, come back for a breath, just after the time of three breaths, the heavenly thunder bombarded the big array of the Asking Immortals Mountain.

In an instant, the three thousand miles radius of the Immortal Mountains was wrapped in black thunder.

It wasn't until a moment later that it slowly dissipated.

"Why is it dark?" asked the peasants in the mountains of Xianqun, scratching their heads.

......

"Really?" the old man spread his hands helplessly.

"Why is the thunder getting stronger and stronger this day?" the man roared, "Two thousand years ago, when this thunderstorm fell, it only lasted a breath and then dispersed. ”

At this time, Mo dispersed for about a quarter of an hour.

"You've gotten stronger. The crane-haired man heard that the madman in the north was laughing at them, and his heart was a little unhappy, so he casually accosted the people around him.

The man drew his sword and slashed towards the sky in anger, and in an instant, the clouds that had just gathered were gone.

The old man looked up, and there was no trace of flowing clouds for thousands of miles.

"It's getting stronger, three breaths are just enough for me to walk to the Luo River. How do you get rid of that animal?

The man known as Ogawako was annoyed and angry, and there was a roar to the north.

After roaring, he fell silent, and as soon as his heel went limp, he fell down to the nail.

Nail the dragon nail, 99,999 zhang high, also known as Wanzhang Mountain.

The crane-haired man didn't pay attention to him, sat down alone, and took out the old wine that had been treasured for a long time in the nearby objects.

His next thing was a gourd, a wine gourd, and there was nothing in the gourd except wine.

At this time, the old man had just poured the first sip of old wine into the cup of air condensation, and before he could pour it into his mouth, a man with a red hair band appeared beside him.

"Take a sip?" the old man borrowed flowers to offer the Buddha and handed the wine to the comer.

A gust of wind blew, and the wine ran out.

"Thank you. The man with his hair whispered.

"Originally, I liked the wind, but after I got to know you, every time I blew the wind, I felt that you were touching my face. The old man pursed his lips and drank a glass of himself, the wine was a good wine, but the oncoming breeze was meaningless.

"Huh. The man with the bunked hair smiled awkwardly and turned the two balls he was holding in his hand.

"Have you forgotten what you meant?" the old man heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, and wondered why it had taken so long to fall to the ground.

"She asked me to tell you that the formation is not in her hands, and it is not stable. ”

"Panic, what's the panic? She's still a level above us. The old man was suddenly unhappy, he had a hobby of talking all his life, do you want to tell me to be leisurely?

"Uh. "The old man is his predecessor, and the man who is used to treating the elderly with respect, at this time, he is speechless for a while, and he doesn't know what to say.

That's the truth, but it's really going to be more leisurely, and we can't break the big array that protects us, right?

The man muttered to himself.

As he muttered, the wind between heaven and earth seemed to have a whining sound.

At this moment, a thousand miles north of Jian Yuan.

Deep mountains and old forests.

A man was badly wounded, his blood was gushing up, he spat out a mouthful of green blood, was forced to stop, and landed on a huge rock.

With tears in his eyes, he looked affectionately at the baby in his arms, whose lips were red, like hers.

"You leave my child, I will definitely let him live well. ”

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