Chapter 5485: Horror news (1/2)

Although the Xiao family members are still alive.

But none of them were released, and they lived in the space artifact for a long time.

Some of the acquired creatures that have been preserved in the Eternal Sky Harvesting World are also hidden in the space artifact.

The chaotic ruins, the perpetual crisis.

The red light of sin has never dissipated, and the innate gods cannot enlighten the Tao. Such an environment is no longer suitable for the survival of the born creatures.

The chaotic future is buried, and even the reincarnation of the heavens has never appeared, and time seems to have lost its meaning.

after many years.

Shiyi finally woke up.

It's just that he described withered, overdrafted too much, and hurt the dominating source realm.

Faced with the many masters who hurriedly greeted him, Shi Yi grew up, and the light of time transpired from the body surface, and wanted to traverse time and space based on this, conduct deductions, and find a way to restore chaos.

just.

He had just deduced, and fell from a high altitude, expressing dimly that he could not reshape the chaotic order.

Such chaos is more serious than the distortion of the order of heaven.

Even he couldn't stand in the present world to see the future, and he lost the ability to use his abilities.

”Is there no way?”

Shiyi's words made the gods desperate.

Looking at the Dao Cocoon, I found that the thing was still weak, causing a depressed atmosphere to flow between them.

The long loneliness is like a long knife cut into their hearts.

The excitement and excitement were all wiped out, and the unspeakable feelings spread in my heart, and each other was speechless.

The chaos rules collapsed, and not only were they unable to enlighten and practice, they also found that even the injuries they suffered were hard to heal.

Now they are like being abandoned by the Tao of Heaven, trapped in this cage, what are they going to talk about the future?

They really realized that what is called is more terrible than death.

”what!”

A frantic and miserable howl suddenly resounded in the vampire, awakening the gods.

I saw a Dharma god, surrounded by black energy.

The three primitive-level avenues he had understood turned into flames covering the whole body, and the crackling sound of the body cracking made the hearts of the gods tremble.

The innate gods are the incarnation of the Dao.

With the highest will, control the avenue.

But once the supreme will is dissipated, it will be backlashed by the Dao.

It's just that this kind of scene is simply impossible to happen. Since the opening of Chaos, there has never been an innate **** who died after being swallowed by the Great Dao.

But now, it really happened.

Some people stand up and want to awaken this Fa-God, but it is ineffective, and even the master frowns.

The supreme will is slack, just like a mortal suffering from melancholy, external force is useless, only oneself wakes up, can change.

In just a few tens of breaths of time, this Dharma God was burned to ashes by the Dao Flame, making the hearts of the gods even more depressed.

Being in the chaos of these ruins is indeed a kind of suffering.

Under repeated blows.

Among them, how many people can withstand such torture?

Silence is still the main theme of chaos.

The gods do not know how many years have passed.

There were a few more innate gods and spirits that couldn't stand it anymore. They walked out of the Forbidden Sky and wanted to go to their domain to try their luck, but they never came back.

”If this continues, how many gods will be crazy!”

The Four True Spirits sighed in low voices.

They are different from other gods. They came from the mortal stage of cultivation, savoring the splendor and decay, and they know how to feel this way.

Fortunately.

In the long wait, Dao Cocoon in the cracks in the time and space of Fu Mo finally changed.

It turned from weak to strong, as if it had survived the most difficult moment.

It pierced the darkness like a ray of light, and the vitality protected by it was also strengthening, and there were often torrents of sound coming from the cocoon.