The extremely faint tail dragged out by those asteroids and meteorites are like traces of death walking.

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Meteorites all over the sky came towards the ground in the dark night sky.

In a moment, the world will be destroyed.

Above the sky, it is indeed the underworld.

"You are the son of Pluto."

The viewer looked at Ning Que and said.

The underworld is a legend and a lie of Haotian. This is the statement that has been accepted now.

But is that true?

Many years ago, Wei Guangming saw Ning Que in Chang'an City and thought he was the son of Pluto.

Later, Sangsang was considered the daughter of Pluto.

Longqing believes that he is the son of Pluto.

After going around, the cycle continued, and finally it fell on Ning Que.

He destroyed Haotian's world and ushered in a new world.

However, this new world has not existed for a long time before it ushered in destruction.

The real universe is so desolate and dangerous, and cold, what is the difference between it and the underworld?

He did not guide the underworld to the human world, but brought the underworld into the human world.

Of course he is the son of Pluto.

"It shouldn't be like this."

Ning Que's voice was a little cold.

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In the town.

Jun Mo waved his hand and broke the formation.

He looked at the messengers of death who were about to come to the earth and said, "Pick up your knife."

The butcher picked up the heavy knife, walked to him, and looked up together.

Jun Mo raised his iron sword and said, "Do you want to fight?"

The butcher said, "Very good."

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Xiling Temple.

The battle was already over. The Protestant believers sat on the cliff and on the mountain road, looking at this picture that was far beyond imagination, shocking and speechless.

Chen Pipi stood up, frowned slightly, and said, "It shouldn't be like this."

Tang Xiaotang held the iron stick and said nothing.

Ye Hongyu stood by the cliff, and the bloody robe of Judgment flicked in the night wind.

She looked at the night sky and said expressionlessly: "Outside the realm? Wait for me to kill you."

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People in this world don’t know what those meteorites with the breath of death are.

But practitioners can feel another clear reality.

The sky is gone.

Their bodies have become much lighter.

Light as feathers.

As long as you have thoughts, you can leave the ground.

The rules that Haotian World suppressed practitioners for countless years no longer exist.

The practitioners have gained true freedom.

A practitioner who is not confused about the state suddenly becomes mysterious.

A practitioner in the Dongxuan realm, looking at the real stars in the sky, cicadas destiny.

The great practitioner of the realm of knowing the fate easily crossed that threshold.

The world is unprecedentedly powerful.

They did not expect that they would face a battle of life and death as soon as they gained freedom.

However, no one is afraid.

Because this feeling is really good and worth their struggle for.

And they have the confidence to defeat all foreign enemies.

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Countless practitioners are preparing for battle.

But they had no chance to take action.

Even Jun Mo's iron sword didn't have the chance to take action.

The ocean faces the stars and the land faces the depths of the universe. Where the practitioners are, they can see the stars in the sky and the moon showing their true appearance.

With the eyes of practitioners, you can naturally see clearly that it is a ball made of rocks, with a surface that is smooth to the extreme, reflecting the light behind the earth, perfect to the extreme.

Or it should not be called the moon, but the moon.

The bright moon blocked all the meteorites.

The rumbling sound could not reach the ground, and the people on the ground felt the same.

Such a dense impact, such a terrifying power.

Even great practitioners who are at the peak of their destiny or even exceed the five realms will find it difficult to survive.

That bright moon has endured all the attacks on humans. Can it withstand it?

I don't know how long it took.

The terrifying impact finally stopped.

The moon is no longer perfect, there are craters formed by impacts everywhere, and magma gushing everywhere, forming a place that is high or low, some places are bright and some places are dark.

Such a moon is really not good-looking, even a little ugly, but it is still perfect in people's eyes.

He has been silently protecting the world for thousands of years, and in the future, he will continue to silently protect it for about tens of millions of years, right?

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As night ends, morning comes, and the sun rises slowly from the east.

The sky reappeared, still as blue as it was, but it felt a little more indescribable than before.

Yes, this sky is wider and there is endless space behind it.

"This feeling...it turns out to be really good." The viewer looked at Ning Que and asked, "But people have become no longer like people in the past. Is the world still the world we care about?"

"The place where people live is the world, isn't it?"

Ning Que said: "Drinking practitioners think that practitioners, especially those who have reached a certain level, can no longer be considered human beings or non-humans, but I don't think so. I think practitioners are superhumans."

The observer asked: "Superman?"

Ning Que said: "Yes, just like the world needs to change, human beings also need to evolve in the end. I don't think this is a bad thing, I believe that the apes thought so at that time."

As soon as he finished speaking, a straight white line suddenly appeared in the sky.

He could see clearly that the front end of the white line was a practitioner.

The practitioner wore a blue long gown, and was sometimes shined red by the rising sun.

The observer thoughtfully said, "That was a casual cultivator from Liang State, and his realm was very bad."

Ning Que watched the white line fly out of the atmosphere and head towards outer space, and laughed.
To be continued...