Chapter 594 Immortal Blood Rain, Knowing that It Can't Be Done

Jiang Changsheng is even more curious about the current immortality, he needs to understand how far into the future this is.

He looked at the white-haired figure in the temple, and asked again: "Is there really no one in today's immortality who can turn things around? What about the Taoist ancestor?"

Hearing this, the white-haired figure trembled all over his body. He turned his head slowly. The skin on his face was like dead bark, and his eyes were blood-colored. His eyes were as numb as the other creatures he met on the road before.

"Ancestor of Dao? That's just an illusory legend. If Ancestor Dao really existed and was willing to take care of the immortal way, there would be no end in the way of immortality. Hundreds of millions of sentient beings in the world were sacrificed with blood, and the world rained blood for nine million years. Have you ever seen it?" Daozu appeared?"

The white-haired figure spoke slowly, his hoarse voice revealing a strong unwillingness.

Facing the gaze of the other party, Jiang Changsheng subconsciously thought that his future self was restrained, so he couldn't take care of Xiandao. He felt ashamed and didn't know how to comfort him.

at this time.

Cracks appeared in the stone statue in front of the white-haired figure, and the cracks expanded rapidly, covering the entire stone statue in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Changsheng looked intently, and found that the stone statue was neither him nor anyone he knew.

etc!

Looking at its figure, it is somewhat familiar.

Jiang Changsheng suddenly remembered the mysterious figure he had encountered when he went to the ancient fairy road to remove a piece of heaven and earth.

The man allowed him to reverse the past and the future, but he also warned him that he was not allowed to go again.

The other party seems to be the ancestor of the ancient immortal way.

It turns out that this is not the future, but the past.

After figuring this out, Jiang Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief, the ancient immortal way no longer exists, all of this is fate, but if this belongs to the future of his immortal way, then he will think too much, and may even be self-defeating.

The white-haired figure looked back at the cracked stone statue, he was indifferent and fell into silence.

The wind and sand were still blowing, but it couldn't cover up the desolation of the world.

Jiang Changsheng stopped and watched for a while, and finally decided to continue his journey. Now that he is here, let's go and see what the ancient immortals are facing and why they disappeared.

Bypassing the temple, the sand and stones on the ground became soft, but the wind became stronger and stronger.

The wind here is bleak and cold, and even someone like Jiang Changsheng feels uncomfortable.

"What exactly is this place?"

Jiang Changsheng was full of fear, he could feel that this was definitely not a world of immortality, there was a dead energy in the world, which could not be absorbed, could not be mobilized, and would continue to eat away at the soul.

As the wind and sand got bigger and bigger, Jiang Changsheng couldn't see things, and couldn't disperse his spiritual thoughts.

In this place, he is like a mortal spirit. Such a feeling is extremely uncomfortable for a cultivator, no wonder those immortal masters are all miserable.

What's ahead...

Jiang Changsheng thought anxiously that his footsteps never stopped, anyway, he was only conscious, and if he was in danger, his consciousness would return.

"stop!"

A shout came from behind, Jiang Changsheng turned his head to look, the wind and sand squeezed away, and a figure walked quickly.

This is a man wearing a chivalrous cloth, wearing a bamboo hat, carrying three swords, and wearing a red string and a gourd around his waist. His face is vicissitudes, and one of his eyelids is sunken, obviously without eyeballs.

Looking at this person's attire, he doesn't look like an immortal cultivator at all, but more like a knight wandering in the rivers and lakes, but Jiang Changsheng didn't underestimate him. To get here, he must be an unrivaled power.

The man in the bamboo hat came to Jiang Changsheng, and said in a deep voice, "Just charge forward like this, do you want to die?"

Jiang Changsheng asked: "If I don't go forward, do I want to go back? This is a dead end on the road to immortality. If my generation of monks can get here, shouldn't they have made up their minds long ago?"

The man in the bamboo hat was silent, and his gaze towards Jiang Changsheng changed. Even with only one eye, his gaze was still extremely oppressive.

This guy is definitely Da Luo's existence, and it's not Da Luo's detachment, at least he has reached the state of Da Luo's god that Jiang Changsheng is about to break through.

Of course, in the ancient immortal way, the division of Da Luo's realm must be different.

Jiang Changsheng followed suit and said, "I need to understand the dead end of the immortal road, but along the way, all the creatures have given up, and no one is willing to tell me, are you willing?"

The man in the bamboo hat squinted his eyes and asked, "How do you understand? Could it be that you don't know anything about immortality?"

Jiang Changsheng replied: "Since I entered the immortal way, I have been retreating in the blessed land. I have never been born. I never thought that when I came out, I heard the shocking changes in the immortal way."

After he finished speaking, he still had a depressed expression on his face.

The man in the bamboo hat didn't doubt him. After all, they are all immortal cultivators. Facing the catastrophe of immortality, what other goals can they have?

"It all started with that blood rain. I don't know when it started. There was a blood rain that fell and spread until it covered the entire fairyland. After being contaminated by the blood rain, the immortal cultivators will be enchanted, and this blood rain also makes the heaven disappear. Immortal luck collapsed and ceased to exist, and after that, various catastrophes came one after another..."

The man in the bamboo hat said slowly, his face was calm, but his emotions were obviously difficult to restrain.

Jiang Changsheng silently memorized the key words.

blood rain!

If his immortal path encounters blood rain in the future, he must be careful.

The man in the bamboo hat continued to tell that this world was formed by that blood rain, exuding endless death energy, which can destroy all spirits, body and spirit, and make immortals suffer bad luck. irresistible.

Conquering this world may save Immortal Dao!

With such a mentality, countless immortal cultivators have followed suit, how many great Luos have fallen here, and how many immortal saints have disappeared here.

The name of dead end in the immortal way is a fierce name piled up with bones by countless immortal powers!

A piece of Jedi standing in the center of the Immortal Dao, forcibly consumed the Immortal Dao to the point of extinction over the long years, Jiang Changsheng frowned upon hearing this.

"What is hiding in front of you? Is it an enchanted immortal cultivator?" Jiang Changsheng asked.

The man in the bamboo hat shook his head and said: "No one knows, I don't want to stop you from dedicating to the immortal way, but I just hope that you don't make meaningless sacrifices. We can join hands later, and wait a little longer. Although the immortal way has entered doom, there is no shortage of determined people." Cultivator."

Jiang Changsheng asked: "Wait, how long do we have to wait, and how many people are we waiting for?"

The man in the bamboo hat was silent.

yes.

How many people have to wait?

Wait, when will it be comparable to Xiandao's first offensive against this Jedi?

Jiang Changsheng smiled and said, "Then let me go and have a look for you."

After saying that, he turned around and stepped forward without hesitation.

Now that he understands the cause of the dead end, he doesn't need to wait any longer, since he doesn't belong to this era anyway.

The man in the bamboo hat looked at his back and couldn't help asking: "Dare to ask your friend's name?"

Jiang Changsheng stopped and said, "I am named Changsheng, what about you?"

"Under Hongji."

After hearing the other party's self-registration number, Jiang Changsheng immediately stepped forward and quickly disappeared into the wind and sand.

Hong Ji sighed, and said to himself: "Go and see for me, but what's the point? Maybe this is the way back to cultivating immortals. At least I have proved my determination to Dao."

He sat down on the spot, and the wind and sand could not cover his back.

the other side.

Jiang Changsheng's footsteps were extremely fast, and he couldn't wait to end this time travel, after all, he didn't belong to the past.

Galloping all the way, he met many figures again, still the same as the previous existence, all of them were waiting for their own demise, he did not comfort, nor stopped.

After passing through a blustery area, the wind and sand began to abate.

When he broke through the wind and sand, he finally stopped. In front of him was a cliff, both ends were submerged in the wind and sand, and there was no end in sight. The cliff was thousands of miles wide, and the bottom was extremely dark. On the other side of the cliff was a dark land with billowing clouds.

The reason why he stopped was because he saw a figure floating above the abyss.

It was a man in a black Taoist robe, holding a dust whisk in his hand, with pale hair, and a huge black lotus blooming behind him.

Jiang Changsheng wanted to see the opponent's face clearly, but his eyes and spiritual thoughts became blurred as soon as he approached the opponent's face.

"With your cultivation level, you also want to save the immortal way?"

A strange voice came, his tone full of contempt.

After Jiang Changsheng heard this, he felt a familiar feeling of dizziness, and he realized that he was leaving.

But he thought of Hong Ji and decided to keep something.

He can't save Xiandao, but at least it can give hope to those who have a chance.

Jiang Changsheng raised his right hand and pointed his index finger at the black-robed man. His face was expressionless, and he said, "There are some things that you know you can't do, but you still have to do it!"

Boom!

Daqianzhu Daozhi burst out with golden light, and when this force just shot out, everything in front of Jiang Changsheng disappeared, and a strong sense of dizziness came, making his will fall into chaos.

There was thunder in his ears, and Jiang Changsheng regained consciousness, and he opened his eyes suddenly.

He was still in the process of crossing the catastrophe, and the avatar was standing beside him, and there were no enemies approaching in all directions.

Jiang Changsheng leaned on the seat of Qianyuan God on the Dao Dao, and his emotions were still in the ancient immortal way.

Before leaving, although he was thinking about it, he did not expect that he could actually shoot a Dao Qian Zhu Dao Finger. It seems that his will was attached to an immortal cultivator with a similar cultivation level in the ancient immortal way.

His consciousness has returned, which means that Dujie is about to end the strongest stage, survive the next thunderstorm, and he will achieve the Da Luo Shenxiang realm he wants!

For those immortal emperors who watched, they didn't realize that Daozu's consciousness left for a while. In fact, the time passing of consciousness was only a few breaths of time.

The berserk thunderstorm descended in bursts, causing Jiang Changsheng's incense value to drop extremely quickly.

In less than half an hour, Jiang Changsheng's remaining incense points were all exhausted, and he had to go through the tribulation himself.

The mana formed a shield, but was easily blown away by the sky thunder. Even his Primordial Indestructible Golden Body was struck by the sky thunder, and his whole body was stinging, even his soul felt as if it was about to be shattered.

Jiang Changsheng gritted his teeth and insisted, and began to use the mental method of the immortal golden body of Hunyuan, hoping to use the thunder to temper his body.

He didn't panic, because he felt that Tianlei was going to weaken.

In fact, as he guessed, Heavenly Tribulation soon began to weaken, his Daoguo evolved again, and new mana gushed out to replace his old mana.

At this moment, Jiang Changsheng suddenly caught a breath approaching rapidly.