The Fairy Just Wants To Lie Down

Panhu swallowed.

He had predicted a long time ago that the "culprit" that caused all this was the ordinary man in front of him.

Hidden beneath his ordinary appearance was a terror that could make heaven and earth tremble.

All fear comes from the unknown, but Li Changsheng's fear comes from the known. The better you get to know each other, the more this fear becomes intensified.

Because even if Panhu knew the other party's past, he couldn't see the other party's depth. No matter how he looked at it, it was still an abyss.

He thought he had reached the bottom at 10,000 meters, but he still couldn't see the bottom after 10,000 meters.

The fall of a world.

What a frightening yet seductive invitation!

Wuxiang is the one who created heaven and earth, is the one who protects heaven and earth, and is the saint of the world. How high is the desire to protect the world, then how high is the curiosity about its destruction.

Panhu's chin moved up and down slightly, and his movements were very slight, seemingly cautious, but not fearful.

It's more like holding a glass bead in your hand, afraid of hitting the ground.

He was also afraid of missing this opportunity.

"look."

Li Yi turned to look at the old tree spirit. At this moment, the old tree frowned and did not immediately agree or refuse.

He was also curious, but he was not like Panhu, who was barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes. The other party is now a prisoner, and he will not be insulted because of his status as a non-appearance. He has the freedom to choose to die in front of Li Yi.

But a barefooted Wuxiang is scary.

As Wu Xiang, Panhu will not face real death. As long as the time in the world still exists, he will not die.

Unless Li Yi replaces him.

If you really do this, Tiandao's mouth will burst into laughter, if He has a mouth.

The old tree spirit held back his voice for a long time and said:

"Brother Li, you still have a family."

He knew that once Li Yi said something, he couldn't persuade him, so he could only make insinuations.

It can be seen that the old tree spirit does not want to take such a risk. He has always advocated stability. Anyway, nothing has happened now, so he will take it step by step. It would be best to survive for tens of thousands of years, recharge your batteries, and fully recover to your peak.

If you can't stop it at that time, you can only accept your fate.

Li Yi was stunned for a while and couldn't help but smile: "You old man, hiding for 100,000 years in your previous life is not enough. Do you want to continue hiding in this life?"

"Ahem, cough, cough, we should have a long-term plan when we go to attack the enemy. We should not be so rash." The old tree spirit coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment. "Besides, everything comes from the mouth of an outsider. I can trust you, but I can't trust him."

Panhu raised his head slightly and did not refute.

"I think it won't be too late in 10,000 years. At that time, I will have nothing to worry about and won't have any scruples."

Li Yi shook his head: "Ten thousand years is too long. Besides, the world was not my opponent before, let alone now?"

"And I just wanted to ask you if you wanted to take a look, just share it."

This is not a risk, or an extremely difficult decision.

At least in Li Yi's view, it is just a piece of the past, which will have an extremely significant impact on the world in the future, but that is a matter of the future.

Li Yi asked again: "Do you want to see it?"

"is it safe?"

"Safety."

"Let me think about it again. After all, you have a family. In fact, I can help you look after the house."

The old tree spirit still shook his head, his intuition telling him that that kind of scene was not what he wanted to see.

The world collapsed in front of him, contrary to his own way.

It would be a pity not to see more of it.

"Do you want to watch it or not?" Li Yi was a little impatient. The only shortcoming of this old man was that he was too stubborn and had to think twice about everything.

I once sent an invitation to stay in front of his house. My original intention was to have someone to talk to while enjoying the shade under the tree. After all, the two of them rarely communicated in the previous life. Now that the world is peaceful, they naturally want to communicate more.

But the old tree spirit was very cautious and felt that there were many troubles around Li Yi, so his first reaction was to refuse.

The same is true now.

"this……"

The old tree spirit will also give a reply. The surroundings have undergone earth-shaking changes, but it seems that nothing has changed.

It's still a desolate world, still a broken sun, and still that terrifying thunder gun.

But the old tree spirit felt a wind, a biting wind that could blow into the soul. Ordinary creatures standing here might die in the next second.

The golden elixir may not last long.

There was a high temperature above the head that could melt iron and stone. It was a dazzling sun, hanging intact in the nine heavens.

Everything is transformed into reality.

The old rules seemed to have returned, everything was so familiar.

The entire world has long since lost its vitality, leaving only desolation. During this time period, the earth was torn apart, and countless continental plates were floating in the void, some of which were slightly larger than China.

And Kyushu is comparable to the size of Yinghuo Planet, even worse than it has ever been. The spiritual veins and the ground have long since disappeared, leaving only the spiritual energy floating in the air, like an aurora.

A very strong spiritual energy, if placed in other eras, it would definitely attract countless people to compete for it. This spiritual energy is actually the sum of one spiritual vein.

But now there is no one.

No one was fighting for it, as if everyone was dead.

The world revealed an eerie silence.

Panhu pursed his lips and whispered: "At this time, the world is complete, already complete..."

"There should be no need for Hedao."

They landed on the Kyushu plate, and the 100,000-strong mountain hung above their heads. There were still several auras in them, each of which was a great demon at the level of a god.

There was even a holy king among them.

Great demons of their level can only barely survive in this world.

Countless calamities.

Just the sparse and ordinary warm wind can blow people out of their minds.

If you are unlucky enough to be struck by lightning one day, the starting power of the thunder will be at least the god-level thunder. There are also many eight or nine thunders used by the Holy King to overcome the tribulation.

After walking another 100,000 miles, they encountered a withered skeleton.

To be precise, I didn't encounter it, but I noticed the aura here and took a long way to take a look.

Every living being in this world is an extraordinary being, otherwise they would not survive.

A man of withered bones, holding a token tightly in his hand, with the word "Buddha" engraved on it.

Li Yi glanced at it and looked into the distance following the vague connection between the tokens. This is the wonderful use of the way of time, it can perfectly present the scene at that time.

Even the subtle details of the aura connection between magic weapons can be reproduced perfectly.

Because this is the past, history that has already happened. If you don't make changes and interfere, it will be countless times easier if you just look at it honestly.

Across the mountains and swamps, a jade mountain lies on a seabed that has long since withered. It was a broken fairy boat. It was unknown how many years had passed, and there was still spiritual energy flowing out of it.

"Go and have a look."

Li Yi moved tens of thousands of miles in one step and came to the ruins. Through the crack thousands of meters high, he saw the space that had already collapsed.

With just a glimpse, he saw a city.

Panhu and the old tree spirit followed closely behind.

When the old tree spirit saw this fairy boat for the first time, he was immediately shocked and said: "It is transparent inside and outside, and contains divine light. This is the most precious treasure of heaven and earth."

"Such a magic weapon is comparable to the Holy King. Did you never expect that the human race has developed to such an extent at this point in time?"

The difficulty of cultivating to become a Holy King is different from that of creating a magic weapon at the level of a Holy King, because the practice of a Holy King stands out among the hundreds of millions of creatures in the world, and it is natural. The latter is man-made, following certain laws and techniques to create a holy king.

Treasures are made by nature, but man-made things are contrary to nature.

"Xianzhou Pagoda."

Panhu said, searching for some historical data in his mind.

"The official name of the Immortal Boat is the Sun-class flying boat. According to the historical data I have read, the pagoda can accommodate hundreds of thousands of people, and the internal space is comparable to a small world."

"At first it was to cope with the disaster, but later a broken jade slip pointed out that the fairy boat was essentially for escape. One day the fairy palace could no longer hold on, and they would take the human race's fire to the world after the calamity."

"Falled here..."

Panhu observed it for a long time, and then Li Yi said, "He was struck down by thunder."

"Fellow Taoist know?"

"No, just a guess."

Li Yi shook his head and replied: "This world is in the past. I just woke up at this time. I am not omniscient and omnipotent."

He looked up to the sky, and in his memory he could only look at the sky.

"The only thing I know clearly is that in about five hours, this world will fall."

"That's really exciting."

Panhu nodded without going into details, and said instead: "Please wait a moment, I need a moment to find something that should be useful to you and me."

Having said that, Panhu walked in with ease, and the old tree spirit couldn't help but began to explore this mountain-like fairy boat. For Wu Xiang, a holy king does not deserve too much attention, but a manufactured holy king But worth it.

Soon Panhu fumbled around and brought out the jade slips, which were as big as a mountain.

He read all the information at a glance and picked out the important parts.

[Special level, immortals are in retreat, it is estimated that after three hundred years, there will be countless calamities, and the world will be perfect]

[Class A, military secret, to prevent the Nine Immortals Alliance from attacking the Immortal Palace. 】

[Level A, administrative order, restructuring of the Department of Urban Management. Since the management strength of the Department of Urban Management can no longer keep up with the growing cultivation of heavenly beings, the Department of Urban Management has applied to increase the number of Yuanying by 500 yuan.]

[Level B, Nine Immortals Alliance Intelligence, a criminal organization that spans thousands of years, has always caused huge social security problems to Immortal Palace. The founder is Xu Zhongxian, the traitor of Immortal Palace, and the current leader is Qingguang Sword Lord Xiao Yuntian. 】

[Level D, the power of heaven and earth has increased in the past three thousand years with the increase in the number of heavenly beings. 】

Panhu's eyes moved slightly, and he smelled something unusual.

Three hundred years, there are still five hours, which means that this fairy boat was still intact three hundred years ago.

Xiao Yuntian, this person's karma seems to be a bit big over the years.

Panhu stamped his right foot, and the long river of time broke through the shadow of the past. Looking up and looking back, it was a gray and thick cause and effect. Taking a step backward was actually more difficult than taking a step forward when Li Changsheng was born, but he still saw a huge whirlpool.

Li Yi also saw it. Panhu did not hide his consciousness and showed it to him openly.

Qingguang Sword Master Xiao Yuntian, he remembered.

The last living child who came out of seclusion.

"Let's go."

Li Yi and the other three continued to rush towards the Immortal Palace. Of course, they were not just rushing. Since there were still five hours left, they had enough time to observe what they saw and heard.

The sky and the earth have long been devastated, and the continental plates are floating in the chaos like biscuit crumbs, among which are behemoths one after another, and countless flying ships from the fairy palace.

And the bones of countless years in the past.

These are all commonplace. In this extreme world and environment, the immortals are strange.

The prosperous age is short-lived after all, but this flower blooms for thousands of years.

"They all died in a battle of wits."

The old tree spirit looked at the numerous corpses and made this judgment.

"Brother Li, these people are obviously killing each other."

"Um."

Li Yi just nodded.

Perhaps because of his past, he is quite indifferent to everything around him.

The prosperous age of cave heaven.

They opened the door to the half-destroyed space, and with a sharp click, a wisp of dust came out.

Thousands of tall buildings and thousands of miles of rice flowers come into view.

In an instant, only the ruins of the wall were left, and corpses lay scattered everywhere. Countless corpses fell to the ground. There were hand bones that could not be found among the ruins, there were swordsmen half-kneeling with swords, and there were Taoist priests whose bodies were nailed to the wall with a dragon bone nail. There was a fairy boat that tilted into the city, and it is still burning with spiritual fire...

In the square under the White Jade Palace, bodies were sitting cross-legged. They died peacefully without any wounds on their bodies.

There is no longer any smell of blood in the air.

Li Yi walked through the Immortal Palace. The flower of prosperity that he had protected for thousands of years was now destroyed.

Not by the will of heaven, but by killing each other.

Now that a long time has passed, Li Yi doesn't feel much sadness, just some sighs and emotions.

Climbing up the stairs leading to the White Jade Palace, they saw a figure at the end, dressed in blood-stained green clothes, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and a resolute face.

He knelt on his knees and held up the Heavenly Sword with both hands.

This was originally one of the most precious treasures in the Immortal Palace, but he took it away while the immortals were in seclusion and killed countless people.

Li Yi walked up the stairs, and just as the door of the White Jade Palace slowly opened, a wisp of cold air spread from inside.

A figure stepped out.

The white clothes are like snow, the eyes are shining, and the brows contain infinite majesty.

Panhu saw Li Changsheng at this time and thought to himself: The feeling of separation has disappeared, and he has broken away from Hedao.

"Child, you are wrong. The consent of the majority cannot represent the life and death of the minority."

The white-clothed immortal sighed softly and glanced at the immortal palace where corpses were everywhere.

The kneeling man lowered his forehead slightly and said: "We don't know whether we will survive this calamity three hundred years from now. We don't know whether the human race will be prosperous and peaceful after this calamity. We don't know whether there will still be a prosperous age of ten thousand years in the years to come. "

"We don't know what will happen if you are trapped in the way of heaven? The only thing we know is that the prosperous age you promised has been around for thousands of years."

"I, Xiao Yuntian, along with the nine immortal boat fleets, one hundred and eighty transformed gods, thirty thousand Nascent Souls, and one hundred thousand golden elixirs, slaughtered the immortal palace, killed thirty thousand enemies, and wiped out the rebels."

"Then he hanged himself for 300,000 yuan to destroy the destiny!"

"Ask the Immortal to kill the sky!"

The man knelt down and raised his sword. He had no life left and had hanged himself.

The sky and the earth roared, and thunder continued.

Bai Yixian buried everything in the pit, which was also the pit that Panhu saw.

The immortal in white clothes stands on the tomb of civilization, and he is the only one left between heaven and earth.