Boundless Sky

In the eyes of both grandfather and grandson, above the sky, a terrifying crack was torn open at some unknown time, and in that crack, a dark golden humanoid creature flew out of it.

It's not so much flying, it's better to fall down while flying diagonally.

As the dark golden figure fell, the void layers shattered wherever he passed. Although there was no aura radiating from the figure, even so, just flying over made the space unbearable. Become fragmented.

"Grandpa, look, fly here, fly here!"

As the figure continued to fall, the figure exuding dark golden light soon passed high above the heads of the grandfather and grandson. In the cracks in the layers of space, the two could vaguely see the appearance of the mysterious figure.

It was a man who looked very young. His long black hair spread out like a waterfall, and the space at the tip of the hair was shattered one after another, giving people an extremely strange and powerful feeling.

The person closed his eyes tightly, as if he was asleep. There was a knife mark on his chest that pierced through the entire chest, cutting the entire chest. From time to time, destroying blades burst out, cracking the wound that was about to heal again and again, making the whole body There is no way to integrate them completely.

"Grandpa, why do I feel like I want to cry? I feel that the sky seems to have fallen!" The child wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes. He obviously didn't recognize the person, but for some reason, he tears after seeing the person's injury. They couldn't help but flow down.

"Child, cry if you want to cry, the pillars of our human race have collapsed!" The old man's face was as gray as death, with an unbelievable look, he picked up the child, his figure soared into the sky, and rushed crazy in the direction where the figure fell. go with.

"Grandpa, who is that man?" The child was puzzled, all his thoughts were placed on the mysterious figure, and he even ignored the fact that his grandpa could fly.

"That's the Holy Ancestor, the Holy Ancestor of the Human Race!" The old man's voice was crying, "Oh my God, how could this happen? How could the Holy Ancestor fall from the Holy Realm like dead silence? Is it my Human Race, is it over? "

In the sky, a stream of light soared into the sky, rushing towards the direction where the mysterious figure fell. The whole world, at some point, was filled with an aura of sorrow, as if the'ancestor' whom they had praised and admired countless times had already Gone!

The dark golden figure did not fall fast, but even so, countless monks came from all directions, following behind him far away, looking at the space that was torn from time to time, no one dared to rush into it without fear of death. .

Hum!

On this day, the dark golden figure, which had been flying for several days, suddenly stopped in mid-air and stopped sliding forward, but fell straight down.

Below, there is a vast expanse of desert, known as the Desert of Death, in which the spiritual energy is exhausted, and the storm is full of the sky, let alone mortals, even monks will not want to enter it, otherwise the spiritual power in the body will be exhausted, and there will be no doubt.

boom!

The dark golden figure fell into the desert, and the roaring sound instantly rang through the entire longevity world. The force of the violent collision caused a terrifying ripple. Where the ripple passed, the desert no longer existed in an instant. In a blink of an eye, it turned into a terrifying ripple. There is no bottom in one side, a terrifying abyss with a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles.

In the midair of the abyss, the dark golden figure slowly fell down. During the fall, on his chest, dark golden blood dripped, ticked, ticked, and in just a moment, it dripped four or five. drop.

boom!

The golden blood fell, and in an instant, it turned into a dark golden ocean, exuding a bright divine light, both sacred aura permeated, and death and destruction raging, the entire abyss, in a moment, became a party invisible The bottom of the sea of ​​terror.

Puff!

The dark golden figure fell into the golden ocean under the gaze of countless monks, and disappeared so far. Even the cracks in the space that were still torn apart have disappeared. Between the sky and the earth, except for a vast and mysterious ocean. Besides, there are no other changes.

"Just now, was that Saint Ancestor?" someone asked in horror.

"It's the saint ancestor, I saw his face, it must be the saint ancestor, this is absolutely not wrong!" The monk with a strong cultivation base tremblingly shouted.

"How is this possible, that is the saint ancestor? Even he has a problem, then my human race is going to be completely finished?"

"This is not necessarily true. You must know how strong the Holy Ancestor is. Not to mention that the body of the Holy Ancestor has fallen. If a drop of blood falls, we will all be destroyed in the longevity world without great power. But you see, The body of the saint ancestor only opened up a sea in the desert, and then sank into it. This shows that the saint ancestor did not die, at least, the saint ancestor did not completely die!" Some monks retorted, unbelief.

"Yes, the saint ancestor is immortal, it is impossible to die like this, the saint ancestor is just too badly injured, so he chose to repair his injuries here, everyone, don't panic, the sky of our human race has not fallen!"

Countless monks stood on the edge of the dark golden ocean and talked, but no one dared to enter the golden ocean for half a step. It is true that the aura in the ocean is too terrifying, and various gods burst, and countless destructive auras make up each The killing array, as the sea continues to wander, the person who touches it will definitely die!

"I'll try it!" An old monk looked terrified with excitement, "This golden ocean is evolved from the blood of the ancestor, and there are countless gods and Dao patterns inside. If it can be in it Cultivation may really have the opportunity to return to the source and turn one's own blood into the blood of the holy ancestor!"

The old man's strength is not weak, but he has not reached the realm of longevity. Today, his life is not much. No matter what, he has to try it today. If he is lucky, it may be a great opportunity.

Taking a deep breath, the old man flew up, but the figure had just entered the sky above the dark golden ocean. After a while, countless gods' killing moves came and killed him completely in mid-air. After the light flickered, Not even a trace was left.

"It seems that the saint ancestor does not allow us to go in and disturb the rest of his old man, everyone, let's go!" The strong human race sighed.

"Yeah, a drop of blood can destroy a realm. This ocean is evolved from a few drops of blood of the ancestor. If his old man does not want us to go in, whoever goes, it will be a dead end!"

"It's all gone. From now on, here is a taboo. You all warn each other when you go back, don't come and die again!"

"Xiao Wu, let's go too, this is the dormant place of the ancestor, and no one can disturb his rest!" Seeing everyone leaving one by one, the old man holding the child in his arms said with a complicated expression.

"Grandpa, let's go, go back, can you teach me martial arts?"

The child turned his head and looked at the dark golden ocean, his hands clenched with fists tightly, and he secretly made up his mind that one day, he will also become a character like the saint ancestor. A drop of blood can destroy a world and suppress Reincarnation, immortality!

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