Chapter 4581 Before Destruction

The mist mixed with black and gray silk threads was scattered on Jian Wushuang's face with the long wind.

That intangible but qualitative feeling made him vaguely aware of his current situation.

The cosmic boat that shuttled across the starry sky disappeared, together with all the disciples in the Palace of Life.

The strong uneasiness in his heart prompted Jian Wushuang to open his eyes, and what he saw was the extremely dark wind raging.

It seems that the extreme darkness that has existed since ancient times covered everything. Even if Jian Wushuang used his supernatural powers, he could only see clearly the area a few feet away.

"Where is this place? Have I come to the land of sorrow?" Jian Wushuang murmured softly, but he remembered clearly that he was in the cosmic boat just now, but now he is in this mysterious world.

After thinking for a moment, he picked up a handful of sand on the ground with his hands, and saw through his golden eyes that the sand was not black, but a rough white substance covered with a golden halo.

"Buzz-hum..."

The long sound like the morning bell and evening drum seems to have passed through the time of the world, coming from the distant past.

In such an unfamiliar environment, Jian Wushuang was horrified. He quickly lowered his figure and looked towards the chaotic distance.

The next moment, the chaotic extreme darkness slowly drifted up like a clear air, and at the same time as the extreme darkness faded, nearly a hundred big suns rose at the same time!

In such a scene, even Jian Wushuang, who forged the Kingdom of God with a wave of his hand, was secretly shocked.

No other, just because this scene is too shocking.

At this moment, these slowly rising suns are nearly a hundred times larger than the suns anywhere in the universe. At the same time, these suns are no longer pure luster, but exude a purple-red giant light.

The entire world was dyed a terrifying purple-red color by the nearly hundred rounds of great sun.

As the extreme darkness receded, the long sounds like morning bells and evening drums became more frequent, starting to sound like war drums.

The sense of desolation that is like weeping and complaining is even more heartbreaking in this barren star field universe at this moment.

Jian Wushuang didn't act rashly because of all the strange phenomena in front of him. He had roughly guessed in his heart that this was the place of sorrow.

He was waiting, his subconscious intuition told him that everything here would only be the beginning.

Time here has long since lost any value.

As the dome of the sky soared into the sky for a hundred days, countless divine powers suddenly began to bloom in this ancient and desolate land of sorrow.

The ancient divine power of Bajue Qiongyu instantly covered the earth, and then the extremely pure and rich or golden, red blood of the gods fell like a torrent of rain.

Jian Wushuang, who was engrossed in it, would have thought that he would be chilled all over by countless divine blood.

Jian Wushuang, who was covered all over, hastily used his magical powers to open up a transparent barrier and hide in it.

Along with the blood of the gods, there are also countless huge stumps and broken arms lingering in the charm of the ancient times.

The broken armor engraved with ancient cipher texts is full of divine blood, and the broken divine soldiers are even more numerous.

The more Jian Wushuang looked at it, the more frightened he became, and at the same time, he had roughly guessed the true meaning of this place of sorrow.

When the vast and boundless land is covered with broken divine soldiers and divine corpses, the entire place of grief becomes a place of burial for gods.

The long cry of gods and demons resounded, as if heaven and earth were singing a lament together.

Jian Wushuang's state of mind seemed to resonate with everything in this place of burial, and began to throb uncontrollably.

"I don't understand why all the supreme gods with the power to shock the ancients perish here..." Jian Wushuang shook his head vigorously, and he began to find that his consciousness had been affected.

However, an even more unbelievable scene appeared.

The corpses of the gods scattered on the ground are like clouds rising and falling, and they disappear in the blink of an eye, replaced by countless majestic divine powers crushed from afar.

Before the divine power arrived, the sky was the first to fail and began to crack and collapse in a large area.

The hundreds of days that were originally hanging high above the sky, at this moment all gave birth to purple feathers, transforming into three-legged purple crows that can cover the sky and block out the sun.

There are also countless divine powers transformed into incomparable and terrifying existences, or riding the wind and clouds, or riding chariots in threes and fives, rushing to this vast battlefield.

Under their presence, the sky was torn to pieces by divine power.

This ancient world battlefield simply cannot bear the existence of such an unimaginable giant!

Just the majestic majesty and divine power they radiated constituted the most unparalleled collision belonging to that era!

The sky and the earth are trembling, and the end of the sound seems to be fixed.

Jian Wushuang was horrified, the existence of Zhou God's level was the most ordinary in the scene of this land of sorrow.

He couldn't imagine what the gods who had reached that level would start this ultimate battle with all their efforts to break the charm.

Above the chaotic sky, hundreds of three-legged purple crows swayed their black and purple tail feathers, and projected downward the world-destructive purple flames.

Every bundle of flames easily tore apart the ruled avenue, leaving behind a tyrannical and wanton aura.

There was no sound of fighting, and this ultimate battle began completely.

Even a trace of unimaginable divine power is enough to seriously injure the snake god of the imaginary universe, and even the invincible supreme cannot survive for a breath at all.

The divine soldiers collided, so powerful that they were ancient and ancient peak existences, using the purest body to collide, struggling to manipulate the divine soldiers to kill the opponent.

Brilliant light filled every place.

You Wushang shot down the three-legged Ziwu above the sky with a longbow, and threw the Ziwu god corpse at the opponent, erupting in the purest martyrdom.

There is no supreme being holding the Wuxiang Excalibur to fight against the crowd with one hand, fighting to the last moment, and perishing together.

Another supreme being died generously, laughing loudly before the Dao disappeared.

On the Wuyan battlefield, an extremely chaotic collision is going on.

Just like the lament sung by the sea monster, it exploded in Jian Wushuang's mind and consciousness. He stayed out of the matter, but seemed to be in the scene.

He wanted to close his eyes, but his pupils dilated little by little.

"Crazy, crazy, all crazy!"

"What's the matter with all these reincarnations? Even if you are in the top, you can't escape the dark world?!"

Jian Wushuang's eyes were about to burst, and divine blood gushed out from every pore.

"Then the Dao in this world, is it the Dao of Longevity or the Dao of Killing?!"

"I can't figure it out!"

The thoughts of extreme pain can't be restrained from diverging.

The avenue of faith that was constantly being built in his heart began to collapse uncontrollably.

"Are we all puppets?"

"If that's the case, what's the point of the final result? It's just another way of dying..."

The pure golden pupils that had never been lethargic and faded away began to look dull.

"I want to sleep for a while..."

As the ultimate battle above the sky began to come to an end, all the supreme beings disappeared.

Jian Wushuang also slowly lowered his eyelids.

The sky cried out, the rules were broken, and the Great Way returned to its original state.

"What is the meaning of chasing the Tao in a thousand years, proving the Tao in ten thousand years, and enlightening in a million years?"

...

Like the sound of a clear spring, all things are reborn.

A voice broke into the ear.

"Little guy, wake up..."