After all, it was the monk surnamed Zhao who killed the true god and erased nearly half of the living beings in this place.

Now, the monk surnamed Zhao has become Chu Cheng's blood slave. It can be said that if this cause and effect are connected to him.

It was a man surnamed Zhao who killed their people, and the person who saved them was Chu Cheng. If these creatures know about it, they will inevitably be suspicious.

In the sleeves, the bright moon is still there, and the dense turtle marks on the other side are everywhere. The battle between the two strong men was blocked by the bright moon, and the mighty power made it crack continuously, but it still stood and did not tremble, carrying this devastating force and not letting it enter the system.

People's eyes are focused on the old woman.

The true god who once sheltered them from the wind and rain has fallen, and originally, they thought that this entire race, even if they were lucky enough to survive this catastrophe, would not be able to escape that decline.

But I didn't expect that after the old gods, there would be new gods.

They know it all. It's all thanks to the white-robed powerhouse.

People were shocked and excited. What means is this to establish a true God?

Is this the God of this world, or is it a powerful person who is comparable to the God of this world?

They didn't know, but they knew that the white-robed man had a place in their hearts that was comparable to God, or even surpassed.

After all, God's law does not act. As the Lord of the One Realm, he should regard all living beings as his people.

How can the people stand idly by when they are in trouble?

For life, kindness is something that accumulates over time, not in a day. The accumulation of bits and pieces is a blessing.

This favor was not received by the people. Everything is self-reliant. For them, the God of the First Realm is only the strongest person in the Realm.

For the kindness of the man in the white robe, although it is only for a day. But it's in the blood. Because of it, it endures.

The people who occupy half of their hearts are still the lifesavers of their entire race.

When they think of the benefactor, they come back to their senses. But I only saw the bright moon, and I didn't see the white robe stained with blood.

At this moment, Chu Cheng was already a million miles away.

His divine consciousness kept sweeping in all directions, looking for the other gods that the middle-aged man had said.

Everything that has passed is in his eyes. The scene is also cracked and collapsed.

The battle of the mighty is too wide and wide, and once the real battle of life and death cannot be contained, the place where it is fought will definitely be ruined.

Full of ruins, clearly reflected in the eyes. Old thoughts continue, and what drives is sadness.

Immediately after, there was a long sigh.

"Still dead........

In the distance, the bones were buried in the dust, and the blood was covered in shock.

A stream of blood with a heavy and pungent nose entered the nose with the wind, full of dead air, and there was no life at all.

In this world, only people who have also experienced tragedy can experience this inexhaustible.

Scattered, how many jars of spirits do you have to drink to sink in, to open the past?

This requires a lot, even if Chu Cheng drinks all the spirits he has in his possession, he may not be able to forget it.

He only knew that when he was drunk, he was awakened, and then looking back on that life, he was heartbroken.

Chu Cheng slowly stretched out his hand, touched his chest, felt the violent beating of his heart, and felt the heartstrings tighten there, every time, it was extremely painful.

When the middle-aged man arrived, the creatures died at his hands. Chu Cheng took a deep breath, and there was a clear light on his body, ethereal, suppressing the strong killing intent in his heart.

Killing, intense killing. It's just that this killing machine must be suppressed.

A clear flame arose in the heavens and the earth, and under a golden light, all the bones and blood that were buried in the earth were burned. So that after many years, these corpses will not appear with resentment, become corpse ghosts, and become ghosts.

Then, Chu Cheng slowly closed his eyes and remained motionless.

This is not moving, it is a long time.

"Senior.......

The young man looked at the person in front of him motionlessly, the curtain was full of red, like late autumn, full of red leaves, and the scenery was bright, but it was extremely desolate and bleak.

In these days, the young man saw many tragic scenes, just as his people were wiped out.

For this situation, the young people were angry at first, and then they were numb and helpless.

He was lucky enough to meet this senior. Otherwise, if you are alone in the future, you may also be exterminated by other foreign monks in the future.

At first, the young man still wondered why this senior and those powerful people who caused the trouble, who were also foreign monks, would want to stop the chaos in the world.

As time passed, the youth began to understand. Because he always saw sorrow in the eyes of that senior.

In that grief, it is empathy. This senior, perhaps, has also experienced the same tragic extermination as him.

Chu Cheng's eyes were still closed, and there was a clear light that gradually replaced the majestic blood mist. It's an understanding of hope, a serenity that forms a substitute for that restlessness in the heart.

When he opened his eyes, instead of black eyes, it was a white glow. The original deep pupils have become bright white.

It's a complete ethereal transformation, suppressing all the emotions in the heart.

Jian Ye and Feng Jingjie have both said that his ethereal body is not pure ethereal. Although it is difficult to fluctuate in the mood, I will still be touched by some unforgettable things.

This path is not for him. Chu Cheng can't be truly ethereal, because once he does, then he must give up the mountains in his heart.

At this moment, Chu Cheng forcibly walked himself into the ethereal, and there was only one thought in his heart, and that was to stop this turmoil, no matter what method was used.

If he didn't force himself into this void, he was afraid that he would make a move and kill the middle-aged man, as well as the cultivator who entered the ghost.

These are two Nirvana powerhouses, and they are extremely powerful existences in the Xuan Dao. In this netherworld dispute, it is even more dominant.

The two of them are of great use to Chu Cheng.

This stop is more than ten days.

The fireworks that burned the heavens and the earth are long gone. The corpses and the blood have been scattered here. In addition to the ruins, it has been restored to the original Qingming.

In the distance, a bright moon was already shattered, and those creatures had already evacuated.

The battlefield was still there, and the thousands of rivers and mountains stayed for many days.

The roar has changed from a long and continuous sound to a discontinuous sound today.

A splash of water fell, and a cloud of mist broke through the sky, representing that the battle had finally been decided.

"Gone. ”

Chu Cheng stretched out his hand and waved, and the bright moon in the distance slowly dissipated. Then there was a little bit of eyebrows, and a drop of blood red rushed to the nine skies, hidden far away.

"The middle stage of nirvana, the beginning of nirvana. There are nine more truths that can be copied. ”

For Chu Cheng, there are two ways to stop this catastrophe. The first is to completely repair the 666, but to copy more of the truth.

He didn't wait for the middle-aged man to become a blood slave completely, but left early.

This domain is very large, and with the passage of time, it has now been seventeen years, and there is still no end in sight. The path is only the tip of the iceberg.