Chapter 512 (1/2)

After all, the thousand meter high wave was suppressed and irresistible. Ning Tao was swallowed up in an instant, but there was no feeling on him. The impact of the thousand meter high wave was not as good as a breeze.

This is just an illusion and does not exist.

But even so, Ning Tao was still in a cold sweat. Recalling the huge waves thousands of meters high, he felt a lingering fear.

Everything calmed down.

”What the hell is going on?” Ning Tao kept thinking about this problem in his mind. He didn't realize that he was still holding the ancestral pill in his hand, and his nose was still in the state of smelling art.

As a result, without waiting for him to sort out a clue, more than ten seconds later, the space in front of him was distorted again, and the scenery changed. The black rocks and strange boxes disappeared, replaced by a ship sailing in the storm.

This is not a still picture.

This is a moving picture!

The strong wind raged, and the towering waves surged over one after another, and the wooden boat was tottering in the rough waves. The sails on the stern of the ship had long been lowered, and the people on board were holding the posts and holding the cables, and their faces were full of panic. On their foreheads, there is a black mark in the shape of a crescent moon, which indicates their identity. They are Yin Yue people from Shennongjia, the mainland of China.

Ning Tao was standing on the deck, blowing and raining, but he didn't feel any of the violent wind, cold raindrops, or the sea water splashing on him.

In the past, I saw the picture of past time and space in the state of drug allergic reaction of xunzudan. The picture was static. At that time, his feeling was that he was real and the picture of past time and space was false. But now it was completely reversed. He felt that he was false. The sea, the ship and the people on the ship he saw were true.

This is a strange and unexplainable feeling, because even in dreams, we will feel that we are real and that dreams are false. No one has ever felt that we are false and do not exist, while dreams are true and real.

Ning Tao didn't dare to move. He stood on the deck and was beaten by the wind and rain. He looked at everything he could see, observed and looked for, but he didn't know what to observe or look for.

Just at this time, a man of overcast month came out of the cabin. He was tall, at least more than two meters tall. He looks strong and has exaggerated muscle groups without losing a sense of symmetry.

The Yin moon man came out of the cabin with a cat on his waist. He waved his arm and roared at the Yin moon men holding the mast and pulling the cable.

Ning Tao wanted to understand what he was saying, but he couldn't understand it at all. The language of Yin Yue people is different from any human language in the world. It sounds like the voice of radio frequency modulation, with a sense of white noise.

With such a language, are Yin moon people aliens?

Ning Tao's mind came up with such an idea. At this time, the Whisperer on his left wrist suddenly surged up with a snowflake, and a strange voice suddenly came out of his mind.

”Cheer up! We can go home!”

The voice is deep and hoarse, with a strong sense of vicissitudes, but the most important thing is that he can understand. It felt like a howling dog barking, and he could understand what it was saying.

The main material for those below is cloud ore, and there is a mark painted by cloud ore powder on the forehead of people in every overcast month here. There is no doubt that this is the reason why he can understand the language of Yin Yue people.

The tall Yin moon man looked up at the sky and looked sad. ”All ancestors are on the, please protect...”

Before he finished, a huge wave hundreds of meters high suddenly pulled up from the side of the ship and photographed the ship with a magnificent momentum. Ning Tao saw something hidden in the huge wave from the corner of his eye. It was long, big and terrible.

He thought it was like a real dragon, but he didn't see the dragon head or the Dragon horn representing the real dragon. But before he could see it clearly, the huge wave carried by the huge thing hit the shaky wooden ship with a loud bang. The wooden ship was divided into two, and the sea water poured into the cabin and sank rapidly into the sea.

Looking up at the cloudy moon in the sky, the man shouted, ”the gods are dead! The way of heaven is dead! Ah!”

The gods are dead and the way of heaven is dead.

This is very similar to what Yang Yuhuan said, which is both poetic and prophetic!

The gods put an end to the death of heaven, and there are now trees under the town tower!

Ning Tao felt as if he had touched something in his heart, but before he could think it over, the huge wave hit him. Subconsciously, he reached out and hugged a mast nearby, but with this move, the storm disappeared, the rough waves disappeared, and the wooden boat disappeared. His sight returned to normal. In front of him was a flat cliff platform and the box with only ”X” seal.

Everything is still. It's quiet here.

”I...” Ning Tao opened his mouth and said such a word. His heart was shocked and he didn't even know what he wanted to say.

After a few minutes, Ning Tao regained his consciousness, and his eyes fell on the box again.