Chapter 355: Doomsday 1

On the fourth day to the end, the Hanging City was destroyed one after another. Except for the skull of the Taixu Fairyland, all the rest of the body of Jin were released.

All players entered the Taixu Fairyland. Since the space barriers everywhere were broken, the six realms could not maintain their original trajectory and gradually began to collapse. The earth cracked and deep gullies appeared. The mountains, rivers and rivers in various circles shattered like glass falling on the ground, falling into the cracks in the space.

Players can only give up on the human world and then move to the Taixu Fairyland.

The magnificent disaster scene amazes the players. Only the mastermind can simulate the disaster so realistically and spectacularly. It is hard for them to imagine what the game will be simulated by a super mastermind whose computing speed is 500 times that of the mastermind.

If there were no prehistoric times, their lives would be boring, which would make them more looking forward to the emergence of prehistoric times 2.

Xiao Han discovered for the first time that Taixu Fairyland was so wide that it didn't feel crowded after accommodating so many players.

On the top of the highest mountain in Taixu Immortal Realm, a spring water was filled with white light and slowly flowed down. Countless NPCs were clustered around the mountains, with a total of over 100 million. Most of them were cultivators and immortal-level masters, and there were also god-level masters.

The troops of the three major gangs were stationed under the mountains. Xiaodie, Wu Ling, Lin Tianlong and others were resting on the spot. Xiao Han said goodbye to them and flew to the distant hillside. He was going to see Quan Ling, but he felt that Quan Ling was summoning him.

Thousands of golden, silver, or green dragons hovered over the mountain. Xiao Han actually saw the green dragon he met in Xuanyuan City before. The green dragon greeted Xiao Han, but his tone was obviously awe. The dragon clan only respected the strong!

Xiao Han greeted it and approached Taixu Xianquan. There were all kinds of strange beasts flying around, such as Kui Niu, dragon fish, Lu Mi, Qilin, and all kinds of mountain and earth monsters, and rare beasts, which opened their eyes.

This is the power accumulated by Quan Ling! Quan Ling is worthy of being the mother of heaven and earth. Her appeal is so strong that she summoned all the amazing beasts that have been cultivated in the world.

Hundreds of millions of NPCs plus tens of billions of players form a powerful army of resistance, but the main force should be those players. After all, players can be resurrected, but if an NPC is killed, they will disappear forever.

"Please wait." A crisp voice sounded, with anxiety in his tone.

Xiao Han looked back and saw that it was Xuanyuan Qingyun. She was still wearing the white silk robe, which was still so bright and charming, but her clear cheeks were thinner than before, and she felt a little soft and weak, which made people feel a little unbearable.

Xiao Han sighed slightly in his heart. No matter how beautiful she is, she may not be able to escape the fate of being destroyed. This beautiful flower is destined to wither. Xiao Han dared not even see the earth immortal, the wine immortal, the sky thunder sanren, the Yao Yue and Hongjun. Xiao Han suddenly felt that the master's mind was too cruel. Xiao Han thought for a while, and then felt that he could not refute the master's mind. The master's mind told everyone a fact.

There is a banquet that will be separated in the world. How can life be as satisfactory as possible? Life and death are a process that people must go through. The master brain just simulates this history with a fair attitude. As participants in history, players may think that the master brain is cruel, but the wheel of history still has to turn. There will inevitably be victims under the wheel. Whether it is a good person or a bad person, good people cannot enjoy privileges in the face of history.

"Is there anything wrong?" Xiao Han made his tone as calm as possible, his eyes were a little unnatural, and he did not dare to look at Xuanyuan Qingyun's eyes. He looked into the distance. Lin Yueying and Yaoyue and Xuanyuan Qingfeng were standing together, looking at this side. Lin Yueying and Yaoyue had already gathered, and he also ignored Xiao Han's thoughts.

A faint mist rose in Xuanyuan Qingyun's eyes, looking at Xiao Han, as if he was trapped in memories, thought for a while, and said in a firm and slightly begging tone: "I know there are two girls around you. Can you say love me? Even if you are lying to me, just say one sentence, I can face tomorrow's end with a smile."

"I'm sorry, I can't lie to myself." Xiao Han flew into the distance, leaving a phantom, leaving Xuanyuan Qingyun alone in the same place, desolate, lonely and confused.

All kinds of tastes surged into Xiao Han's heart. Xiao Han didn't know how to describe his mood. Are he too cruel? Xiao Han didn't know why he was so determined. Xuanyuan Qingyun is a good girl. From the moment she said that, Xiao Han felt that his heart was pierced, bloody and thrust from time to time.

She is even more cruel than herself, why did she know she wanted to leave, but she had to leave an indelible impression in her heart?

She is an NPC and herself a player. The gap between the two will never be filled.

All NPCs will face death without exception!

Xiao Han wanted to forget these NPCs, but these NPCs walked into his heart irresistibly, making him so uneasy.

Xiao Han flew to the Taixu Immortal Spring, and the Quan Ling was waiting in place. She quietly floated above the Taixu Immortal Spring, like the mythical and legendary Holy Mother, full of the glory of maternal nature.

"You are here." Quan Ling said with a smile.

"Yes." Xiao Han nodded, and there was an indelible sorrow between his eyebrows.

"You seem to be confused." Quan Ling looked at the creatures in the distance, with a deep and deep eyes and said slowly, "When Taixu was born fifty thousand years ago or hundreds of thousands of years ago, or even longer, I cannot know that from Taixu Xianquan, I have faintly realized that I have appeared, countless lives have reproductive and revitalized on this land.

They either grew or destroyed. At first, I was happy for their reproduction and prosperity, and sad for their decline and withering. For tens of thousands of years, I can't remember how many lives have experienced their cycles of recurrence, but life has never declined, but has continued in a new way.

Maybe you will say that humans have emotions, but in the long history of human beings, emotions are just some marks in time and space, and human history is always developing.

Life is cruel, and everyone should face such a tragedy.

Even if it is me, the mother of heaven and earth who has nurtured all living beings in the world, may inevitably face death one day, but I know that one day, Taixu Xianquan will surge again and nurture life again.

The dead are gone, and the living should find the driving force for survival, so that the long river of life will never end."

Quan Ling's deep and distant voice reached every corner of the Taixu Fairyland. Everyone was quietly listening to Quan Ling's voice, revealing a deep thought expression.

These words were not said to the NPCs, but to the players through the mouth of the Spring Spirit. The Master of the Prehistoric Master of the Prehistoric Master of the Prehistoric Master of the Prehistoric Master of the Prehistoric Master of the Prehistoric Master of the Prehistoric Master of the Prehistoric Master of the Prehistoric Master of the Prehistoric Master of the Prehistoric Master of the Prehistoric Master of the Prehistor

Quan Ling's view of all life in the Taixu Fairyland is not the view of the prehistoric masters looking at human society? They have all transcended the entire process of human history and expressed such thoughts as a wise man.

This third-party argument forced players to think about the value of their own existence. Is the prehistoric world all about them? No!

For Quan Ling and the Master of the Prehistoric Master, the life and death of players is just a drop in the ocean in the long river of history. For Quan Ling and the Master of the Prehistoric Master of the Prehistoric Master, what is the value of their existence? Like these NPCs, is it just some data? Players will never be willing to exist in this way.

Xiao Han was thinking, but he was still not very clear. Perhaps one day in the future, when he thought of this problem again, he would suddenly become enlightened. Everyone has their own understanding of life, and everyone will always have an epiphany at a specific moment.

But at this time, after listening to Quan Ling's words, Xiao Han felt much more relaxed. Yes, life is endless, why should he be so pessimistic?

"Don't we defend the Hanging City?" Xiao Han asked.

Quan Ling shook his head and said, "The other six hanging cities have been destroyed. Even if the hanging cities that did not destroy the Taixu Fairyland, Jin will be resurrected."

Xiao Han finally understood why Quan Ling concentrated everyone here. Jin's resurrection was inevitable. Taixu Xianquan was here, which was Quan Ling's nest. When the war occurred, it would be more beneficial to Quan Ling.

A black mist rose in the sky in the direction of the Hanging City, and six black shadows flew from the void. The Hanging City in the Taixu Fairyland collapsed, and a black shadow rose from the ground.

In the sky, black mist was everywhere, and a giant's body and limbs were quietly floating, and these limbs were slowly spliced ​​together.

The aura emitted from this giant made all players feel scared. He is the ashes that predicted the end of the world!

System: The server has been upgraded and the expansion pack is started. During this period, all players can only have three chances of resurrection, and all dead players will be expelled from the prehistoric world forever.

The system announcement made the players feel complicated. They were nervous, excited, excited, and worried. Unexpectedly, the server would end in this way.

The giant's hands, skull, body, and feet were slowly spliced ​​together. The giant was about dozens of meters tall, and his whole body was covered by a ball of black mist. His eyes were closed, and his appearance was handsome and charming.

The giant slowly opened his eyes, his eyes filled with bloody breath, sweeping across the earth and overlooking these ants-like lives.

Countless zombies flew up like locusts, spread around Jhin. There were at least hundreds of millions of zombies in the void, and twenty-five holy-level zombies were distributed around Jhin.

Both sides are on the order of magnitude of billions, which will be a unique battle of doomsday.

Many cultivators, immortals, gods, immortal beasts, and divine beasts flew up under the command of Quan Ling. The Quan Ling slowly rose and faced Jin far away.

Quan Ling said to Xiao Han lightly: "Go, I'm afraid I will never be able to chat like today in the future."

Xiao Han bowed, flew away, and returned to the array of the three major gangs. Xiao Han searched with the Alaya consciousness and found the locations of the Earth Immortal and the Wine Immortal, but did not find the old man.

After searching again, Shiva and King over there did not appear.

Hundreds of millions of zombies are distributed in the sky ahead, in an attack formation, like a huge chariot. The array of Quan Ling on one side forms a defensive formation, and there are many players on the ground.

Players can easily choose a camp. Once the zombies launch an attack, they will rush up without hesitation and fight to the death with them.

All the players were full of enthusiasm, and everyone had some fighting passion, but they were not usually inspired. This was a rare battle, and everyone had the addiction to a war of cold weapons.

Jin held the sky with his right hand, and an energy beam rushed into the sky, breaking through the space barrier of Taixu Fairyland. The space barrier cracked a huge gap, and countless zombies began to pour in the space barrier, as if endless.

"Kill!" Jin shouted coldly, and a heavy and solemn voice resounded throughout the Taixu Fairyland, indicating all destruction.

Touch of Destruction!

The zombies' bodies began to turn red, their strength surged, filled with violence and bloodthirst, rushing towards the array of the Quanling side like a tide. They had no consciousness, and only killing in their minds.

Blessed by life!

A warm halo shrouded all creatures, including the players below. Their strength has increased greatly. Many immortal-level attributes have increased sharply, which are even stronger than ordinary god-level ones. All the attributes of all cultivators have increased to the immortal level. Xiao Han's attributes have increased sharply, but it is just attributes. His cultivation has not improved, but this is enough.

The attack arrays of the two sides were twisted together, like a meat grinder, countless zombies and creatures were strangled, and blood rained, and the scene was tragic.

The leaders of both sides remained indifferent and commanded their respective troops.

The dragon roars and phoenix sounds all over the sky, the fairy beasts and divine beasts rushed up. The battle situation became more and more intense, and the corpses on the ground were piled up as high as a hill.

This is a bloody killing scene, here, death is the only main theme.

Go!

Kill!

The players finally started to move and killed the zombies. Countless players flew up and collided with the zombies.

Xiao Han glanced at Lin Tianlong and the others: "Be careful."

Lin Tianlong and others nodded. They knew what Xiao Han wanted to do. Anyway, the prehistoric world was about to be destroyed, and everyone was filled with a sense of decisive tragedy. "So too."

Xiao Han glanced at Xiaodie and Wu Ling, summoned the Saint Yuan Qing Eye White Tiger, guarded them, then flapped his wings and flew up, and the wings behind him kept flapping, taking out the Chaos Scepter, and waved his hand, the Holy Dragon, the Holy Yuan Fire Phoenix, and the Holy Yuan Fire Qilin summoned it out, and one man and three beasts rushed in roaring into the zombie group.

This is the only thing I can do!

One man and three beasts stabbed into the array of zombies like a sharp knife, rushing into the array of zombies.

Holy Flame!

Dragon's Spit!

Destroy the world!

Blood splattered, Xiao Han's speed reached its peak state, puffed, accurately penetrated a zombie's head, and then looked for the next target, puffed, another zombie's head was penetrated.

With endless blood, Xiao Han seemed to have returned to the days when he was in the Dragon Soul Thorn. From the moment the bullet shot into the enemy's head, there was only endless killing!

Roar! The three super holy beasts felt the endless sad murderous intent in Xiao Han's heart, and roared violently, and the zombies around him were strangled one by one.

Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!

Xiao Han's eyes were red, and the Chaos Scepter in his hand seemed to feel Xiao Han's murderous intent, and gradually changed from the original silver-white tone to red.

An inspiration flashed across Xiao Han's spiritual platform.

Time is still!

Hundreds of zombies beside him were fixed in the distance. These immortal-level and god-level zombies did not have the strength to fight back in Xiao Han's hands.

Space conversion!

Hundreds of Xiao Han's figures appeared in the sky, and these figures cut open the heads of the zombies at the same time. Xiao Han seemed to have realized something, his pupils suddenly contracted, and thousands of zombies around him disappeared at the same time, entering another strange space. This is an endless dark space. This space was created by Xiao Han and controlled by Xiao Han. In this space, Xiao Han is the god of everything and the master of everything!

Xiao Han's consciousness appeared in this space, and the thousands of zombies floated in the space like puppets. Xiao Han's eyes flashed coldly.

Puff! Thousands of zombies' heads cracked at the same time, and a black brain mass shot out.

When Xiao Han's consciousness returned to the Taixu Fairyland space again, thousands of zombies around him burst into brains and fell downwards.

There was no time difference between before and after. Before the players could react to what had happened, thousands of zombies fell down like kites with broken strings and fell to the ground.

The players were shocked, is this still human power?

Xiao Han looked down and seemed to all living beings suddenly at their feet, feeling like they were looking down at the earth and being high above. Their attributes surged, and they instantly broke through the bottleneck of the divine level upgrade.

Boom! The heavenly tribulation fell, and Xiao Han hung quietly in the air without moving. When the heavenly tribulation reached ten centimeters away from Xiao Han, he was suddenly dispersed.

Xiao Han no longer needs to absorb the energy of the heavenly tribulation. He has reached the holy level and is extraordinary and saint. The energy of the heavenly tribulation is too insignificant than the vast and majestic energy in Xiao Han's body.

Xiao Han is like an ancient god of killing. Wherever he goes, hundreds or thousands of zombies around him fall, falling to the ground like raindrops.

Quan Ling smiled slightly, and he finally reached the holy level and dominated time and space. Perhaps the outcome will be decided by Xiao Han.

Xiao Han's breath finally attracted Jin's attention.

Jin looked at Xiao Han, and a red light enveloped Xiao Han. Xiao Han suddenly felt endless chills, looked at Jin, and looked at him. From Jin's eyes, Xiao Han saw the birth of the universe until the final destruction, endless sadness and bloodthirsty breath. Xiao Han suddenly had an illusion of being in harmony, as if Jin was himself and himself was Jin.

At that moment, Xiao Han felt that Jin was so similar to him, and Xiao Han's tears were like a spring.

Xiao Han felt that he could feel Jin's mood. In the Dragon Soul Thorn, he was full of this lament of fragility of life, and then began endless killing and destruction.

"You are me, I am you." A deep voice sounded in Xiao Han's heart. Unexpectedly, Xiao Han actually felt some sense of identity.

Rain of life!

Quan Ling cast a spell, and the green raindrops fell down, covering the entire Taixu Fairyland.

The green light enveloped all life, and a cool breath poured into Xiao Han's body. Xiao Han felt his mind clear. Xiao Han felt a stern in his heart. Did he be controlled just now? But why didn't he feel anything, or was Jin telling a fact?

Xiao Han drove out the troubled thoughts in his mind and continued to strangle the zombies, the endless sea of ​​zombies, as if there was no end.

The zombies and creatures in Taixu Fairyland are decreasing sharply. Many players have died three times and are expelled from the prehistoric world. They watch the final battle before the live broadcast of the prehistoric world.

They look at Xiao Han more than anything else. Everyone has a heroic dream in their hearts, and Xiao Han undoubtedly became their incarnation.

They were looking forward to Xiao Han's final performance, and he put all the expectations of all players. Under the strong request of the players, more than a thousand shots from the tens of thousands of live broadcasts in the wilderness were directly aimed at Xiao Han.
Chapter completed!