Chapter 225: The Omen of the Holocaust in the Human World

Not only was Zuo Daozhen's expression very frightened, but the Great Elder standing on the side was also terrified.

"How can this ---- this ----- be like this? The universe is desolate, could it be that --- this is really the center of this human continent?"

He looked at the sixteen shiny Lishu fonts at the place where the shadow was drawn, and muttered to himself in surprise.

It didn't matter what he said, the Xuanzhou Continent monks who were all in a daze all raised their heads suddenly, and hurriedly looked at the shadow formed by the condensation of clouds and mist in front of Xiao Huiming, and the artistic conception was simple and graceful.

Seeing the place where the shadow was placed, the sixteen fonts exuded a faint golden light, which was very eye-catching on the scroll.

Heaven and earth are divided into three, each has a bounded heart, and in the human world, it is called Xuanling.

For a while, the faces of everyone present were very complicated, with excitement, shock, and a deep confusion.

This sudden situation is far beyond their understanding of the universe and the Three Realms.

It seems that for this vast universe, human cognition is indeed too shallow, that is, it has not even glimpsed its skin.

That's what is on everyone's mind at the moment.

Lingxuzi looked at the people who were either shocked or confused, but he didn't show any surprise, as if all this was expected by him.

Of course, what was even more shocking was Xiao Huiming, who inexplicably summoned this painting, and his heart was not only shocked, but also a deep worry.

In his heart, everything under the ground slowly emerged.

Next to the extremely low tree, it was written: Jasper is made up to be a tree high, and silk silk is high in luck. The branches entered the clouds to support the world, and the tree body was destroyed in the human world. What does this mean?

Why didn't the tree sink into the clouds, as the surrounding font described, but as if it was about to shrink into the ground?

Also, in the center of this tree, why is there a creature? Who is that creature? Why does it feel so familiar?

What do the annual rings made up of the silver ravines represent, and why is there only two and a half rings of spiritual energy?

Also, how did this world come to be, was it artificially cast or was it natural?

The doubts in his heart kept flashing, making him feel an indescribable sense of confusion in his heart.

Of course, there is also that footprint of different shades, who left it? What is it about him in the center of this so-called human world? Is he friend or foe?

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became, and his little head seemed to be stuffed into a mess.

"Why? Why? Can anyone tell me why?"

Xiao Huiming looked up in confusion, looked up at the sky, and roared, and the sound shook the four fields.

At this moment, not only did he not understand these mysterious phenomena, but he had already spied out an extremely bad information from these scattered information, that is, there would be something big about this human continent in the near future, to be precise, it should be a great catastrophe.

Who is leading this catastrophe? Is there a way to solve it? What kind of changes will take place in these three realms when it comes?

These are all unknowns, and no one can answer them, and they can't answer them.

"This catastrophe was already doomed thousands of years ago, and no one in the entire Human Realm Continent could escape, as for the way to crack it, naturally there was no way!"

Just when Xiao Huiming was upset, a voice came out in the cloud fog not far away.

"Who the hell are you, and why do you know all this?"

Xiao Huiming glanced at the misty valley and asked loudly.

"It doesn't matter who I am, but you have to remember that the reincarnation seal of fate has been opened, and only the strongest power of light can have some effect on it, but no one can say what the result will be. ”

As his voice fell, another voice slowly floated out of the valley.

Just as the voice fell, in the surprised eyes of everyone, the picture changed abruptly on the shadow of the painting depicting the scenery of Xuanling Valley.

I saw that on the original beautiful picture, it suddenly became desolate and depressed, one by one the houses were turned into broken walls, dark clouds rolled in the sky, and one after another extremely dazzling thick lightning, pouring down, all the people were instantly turned into ashes under the invasion of the dazzling lightning, and the mountains and rivers were gradually bombarded into a desert, the rivers dried up, and no grass grew.

On the desert, there was only one figure, standing quietly, and I saw that he was wearing a cloak of hair, his face was already covered with blood, and he couldn't see it really, and he was wearing a dazzling golden armor, but on the armor, there were thousands of holes, as if he had been bombarded countless times, and the blood rolled down one after another, and the white robe under the armor was soaked into a striking blood.

On his right hand, there is a dazzling brush that exudes seven colors, and in his left hand, there is a white jade inkstone.

Seeing that his expression was indifferent and sad, he slowly walked towards the distance, and behind him was a series of deep and shallow footprints.

The picture remained on his indifferent back, and then, it began to slowly fade away, disappearing little by little.

Xiao Huiming looked at the back that was gradually fading, her eyes were red, and her breath was short.

He suddenly seemed to be crazy, his hands quickly sealed, and the little spiritual energy left in his body began to surge towards the faint shadow of the painting.

"Who is this man, and why is this happening?"

He asked hysterically as he quickly instilled that stream of incomparably pure aura into the disappearing painting.

"The secret of heaven cannot be revealed, let you see this, the old man is doing it without permission at great risk, and I hope that the little hero is not strange. ”

In the mist, a slightly old voice slowly came out.

Just when the voice came out, the picture also slowly disappeared, no matter how hard Xiao Huiming tried to instill it, it was to no avail.

Xiao Huiming's eyes were blood-red, and the feeling of dizziness coming from his body made him feel like he was about to faint.

"I don't believe, I don't believe, I don'--- --- believe !!"

Xiao Huiming shouted loudly, and then saw his figure suddenly sweep up, and rushed quickly towards the mist-shrouded valley.

But when he did his best, like a bolt of lightning, rushed into the misty valley, he saw that it was already empty, and there was no figure anywhere. Still worried about the latest chapter you can't find?Amway One or search for Hot/Degree/Net/Article "Remember to remove "/"Otherwise you can't find it", here is a young lady to help you find a book, and chat with you!