"Is there anyone else living here?"

Fang Aquan asked in a low voice. He always felt that there was an indescribable weirdness in this place, because in his eyes, it was a place of death.

A deadly place, as the name suggests, has disappeared, and the surrounding desolation is a good illustration of the strange place in this area. If someone gathers in a place to think about it, it will be a place of life. In the invisible surrounding area, there will be a layer of life without vitality, and here, if you look around with the eyes of Tao, it will be a place of life. There is no trace of vitality, only a dark atmosphere.

You know, the cycle of reincarnation in the way of heaven was destined. In ancient China, unless there was a very tragic war, there was rarely a place of death, and all this in front of Fang Aquan was just a place of death without life.

The little boy was completely helpless, and his movements were very stiff. The rope tied to the green cow in his hand had almost decayed, but it did not break. His little body was very thin, and even a gray color under his skin. Fang Quan's problem did not shake him. He just held the rope stiffly in his hand and walked towards the village.

The horns of a green cow were broken like paper, and its large body seemed to fall down as soon as the wind blew.

Fang Aquan was very confused and curious. He walked slowly towards the children and blocked the road. However, the children looked at nothing and walked in the direction they set.

collapse!

When the child's weak body touches Fang Aquan, it is like a broken ceramic product. A crack gradually extends from the child to the whole body, and then extends along the yellow cow rope to the cow.

In an instant, they all became fragments of a place...

"This is not an illusion."

Fang Aquan whispered that he had many guesses in his heart, and even thought that the child in front of him was just the image of the imagination projected by this small world thousands of years ago, but in fact it was not the case. They all had entities in front of him, but when he came into contact with Fang Quan's external force, they immediately became a place to smash.

In Xiuzhen's world, Mr. Fang Quan heard some rumors. In order to make the area under his rule more perfect, a powerful person once used his great power to turn millions of people into puppets under his control. This powerful person is the man who manipulates the puppet behind the scenes, although he is the manipulator behind the scenes. Under this rule, people's lives seem to be happy and peaceful, but these puppets have lost their souls, they are just some corpses...

"Is the same true for the children in front of us?"

Fang Aquan was a little puzzled. He looked at the rubble all over the ground. A child's pale face was like a mask on the ground.

Then he released his consciousness, but he was surprised to find that his consciousness could only walk a hundred meters.

You know, according to his current practice, it can easily cover two kilometers away.

Is this because the Tao in this small world has changed?

You know, when a small world is about to collapse, the Tao will also discover huge changes. Most small worlds will become Jedi, full of dangers and forbidden areas of life. Only some small worlds will become sacred places of practice. These small worlds may appear between heaven and earth. Treasures, or even holy places for practitioners...

But discovering these treasures in a small world that is about to collapse is a very difficult task, not to mention the dangers of natural evolution, and even space cracks that can occur at any time are deadly.

Fang Aquan walked towards the village in confusion. This village seems to have a history of thousands of years. Perhaps this is where Confucian descendants live.

Fang Aquan walked into the village, and the village was still very peaceful, like a quiet mountain village. At the intersection of the village, there was a towering locust tree. Its branches were lush and its trunks were thick, but there were no dead leaves underground. In other words, the tree was in the village. I didn’t know for thousands of years...

Under the locust tree, a big yellow dog was tied up. The yellow dog's eyes were dazed, sitting quietly under the locust tree without looking at the spring.

If time is still, the whole world is like a lifeless painting.

He raised his head, walked to the front, and entered the village. At this time, the people around him gradually became blurred. It was early in the morning of the Ming Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty, but the chimneys of each house were very cold, without fireworks, and smoke. Slowly, several old men sat quietly on the corner of the wall in the distance, their bodies were covered with dust. They were still admiring the sunrise, their eyes were dry, but almost eternal...

An old man was holding a copper tube in his hand. It was on fire. Smoke came out from it. Fang Quan's eyes were very sharp. He could see this at a glance.

"Escape?"

Fang Quan frowned and said he was confused.

Is there any unrest here at that time?

We should know that the power of the person in front of him has touched the cultivation of the great Dao. The powerful and level body of Taoism cannot be eroded over the years. Therefore, when his body becomes an incomplete sculpture outside, his body is still here and does not rot.

The man's body still insists on the last move of his life. If someone presses the pause button, or the life of the entire small world melts and dies instantly!

"What unexpected changes have happened here that have led to the deaths of all the masters during the Harmony Period?"

Fang Quan inevitably lamented the death of a rabbit and a fox. Even in the real world, the Taoist masters were the top. They could even start their sects with the power of a person. Such people were regarded as guests everywhere. Their bodies could withstand the threat of air turbulence and allowed them to live for thousands of years. It is no exaggeration to say that a master's body was equivalent to a high-level spiritual wealth in a harmonious period.

So he gently touched the man's body. The latter did not immediately turn into pieces like other corpses, but shook it a few times and resumed the posture of pulling out the copper chain.

"sorry."

Fang Quan took the copper chain from his hand and touched it coldly, and the copper chain would not rot due to the erosion of time. Although the rusty runes on it were covered, they were still very strong.

Fang Quan shouted and moved his hand slightly. The copper chain in his hand trembled like a long snake, and then was thrown high.

collapse!

The crisp sound of metal came from the well, and the water was blown very thin. The thick and thin chain jumped out of the well for more than ten feet, and the wall behind it was next to the well.

Fang Aquan repeated this action. In a blink of an eye, a mountain-like chain appeared at the wellhead.

But the copper chain seems to be endless, far from end...

It's so weird.

Is this chain really no end?

Fang Quan was shocked. Is there something terrible hidden under the well?

"Since there is only fluctuation in thought here, then start here."

The world's great secret is hidden in his mind, and it must be pulled to the end, like fighting with a copper chain, swearing never to stop until he sees the end of the chain!

collapse!

The well water boiled, and the endless copper chains were pulled out. From this perspective, the well water was dim and a trace of air conditioning was blown out.

Soon, Fang Aquan's front was almost covered with iron chains, like a mountain made of bronze.

"I don't believe you have no end!"
Chapter completed!