Alienated Martial Arts.

Chapter 669 Hede
The sky is like a canopy, covering the entire area.

Everywhere I looked was dark and inky.

Without the bright sunshine and shining stars and moon, the world seemed to have fallen into eternal night.

I don’t know when it started, but heavy snow began to fall from the sky.

Driven by the howling wind, the snow fell heavier and heavier, adding a bit of chill to the already cold climate.

On Qinglin Mountain, in front of Guanyuntai.

Several figures sat still, looking up at the sky that was as dark as ink and seemed to lead to an endless abyss.

"The snowflakes in Yanshan Mountain are as big as a mat, and they blow down Xuanyuan Terrace."

Ni Chen gently stretched out her hand and pointed, attracting a snowflake with a diameter of at least half a meter, which flew and danced around her body.

"When my junior brother mentioned this poem to me before, I just thought it was an exaggerated rhetoric commonly used by scholars and writers. I never thought that one day I would be able to see the heavy snow in reality with my own eyes."

Yun Hong blinked her eyes. "Where is Xuanyuan Terrace? Why have I never heard of this place?"

Ni Yan was silent for a moment, with a trace of reminiscence on his face. "According to what Junior Brother said, Xuanyuan was an ancient true god, and Xuanyuan Terrace was the place where he fought with another demon god Chi You. As for where it was located, perhaps it is impossible to verify it as time and space have disappeared..."

"kindness!?"

"This sudden feeling of horrible oppression."

Ni Chen was halfway through his words when he suddenly stopped talking.

She frowned, her eyes looking through the thick clouds like mountains, and her sight sank into the dark void beyond the sky.

Silently, a slender green figure flew out from the back mountain, soared up in the direction her eyes reached, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Yun Hong sighed, "Since Senior Sister Ni's last retreat, it seems that the Qinglin Secret Technique has made great progress, and has actually reached the high level of the mind and the Qinglong is re-enlightened.

There is also Senior Sister Sun, who is also making daily progress in the way of not seeing and not hearing, and has unknowingly entered the realm of walking between existence and non-existence, and of being reborn from the void.

I am the only one who has been recovering from my injuries all these years since many of my true spirits were destroyed along with the long river of time and space. My cultivation level has not improved but regressed, and I have been holding you two back."

"Junior Sister Yun, what are you talking about? If you hadn't warned me in advance, Senior Sister Sun and I would have been unaware of the disaster that was about to happen. We might have died when the long river was extinguished and the sky and earth were dark. How could we stand here and discuss the Dao with you?"

The heavy snow was shredded by the strong wind, turning into flying ice crystals that fell all over the sky.

It hit the cloud-viewing platform with a crackling sound, making a series of dense noises.

Ni Yan stopped talking, a faint light flashed in his eyes, trying to find the source of the sudden strange phenomenon.

Time passed little by little.

Her expression suddenly changed, and her eyes were dazed for a moment.

The next moment, as if he had been hit hard on the head, blood gushed out from all of Ni Yan's seven orifices, dripping down his cheeks, quickly staining the ground at his feet a dark red color.

"Senior Sister Ni, what's wrong with you?"

Yunhong stepped forward and hurriedly supported her.

"The sky net is vast, sparse and not leaking."

"It seems that the lost land we are in is about to be destroyed."

Ni Yan sighed, ignoring his physical weakness, and continued to concentrate his mind to explore and sense, "I saw a large net emerging from the depths of darkness and nothingness, wrapping up here.

And I just learned from Qinglong's true meaning that each chain that makes up this big net contains the core origin of a certain era, so it is also called the origin net."

Yun Hong did not have any fear or worry. Instead, she asked curiously, "The Origin Web, could this be the external manifestation of the final disaster?"

"No, the Web of Origin is not the external manifestation of the Doomsday, but the remnant after the destruction brought about by the Doomsday."

Ni Chen sorted out his thoughts and said slowly, "Its appearance means that the true end of the catastrophe is about to come, just like the black smoke rising into the sky, indicating that the volcano is on the verge of eruption."

Boom! ! !

She wanted to say something else, but her thoughts were interrupted by a sudden loud roar.

In an instant, the heaven and earth shook, the clouds were torn apart, revealing a strange and terrifying scene above the sky.

This loud noise like thunder, although it spread in the darkness and nothingness far away, seemed to fall directly into Yunhong's heart, making her cover her chest involuntarily, and a layer of fine cold sweat instantly seeped out on her smooth forehead.

If Ni Chen hadn't supported her and sent her a gentle force, she might have fallen directly from the edge of the Guanyun Terrace.

But Yunhong seemed unaware of this, and just stared at the hint of blood emerging from the depths of the darkness. For a moment, he froze there.

"This is... black and red intertwined, causing a change in the sky."

"The origin web that Senior Sister Ni mentioned actually has not just one, but two, one gray and one blood-red?"

"They began to merge. No, that's not right. Perhaps it wasn't a fusion, but a life-and-death battle in which they devoured each other and annihilated each other."

Yun Hong had calmed down while talking. She turned to look at Ni Yan, who was dressed in blue, standing beside her. She found that she was standing there in a daze, with an extremely complicated expression on her face, a mixture of surprise, confusion, joy, suspicion, worry and anxiety.

Wow! ! !
Under the violent turbulence, the high-rise Guanyun Terrace was hit first and was on the verge of collapse in an instant.

Ni Yan suddenly came to his senses, reached out to hold Yun Hong's arm, and was about to move away from this area.

She sighed secretly. Although she was reluctant in her heart, under such a horrific impact, she had her seriously injured Junior Sister Yun who needed protection. She could only watch the Yuntai that had accompanied her for so many years disappear.

But at this moment, suddenly a large number of golden vines intertwined and wove into a net at lightning speed, protecting the Guanyuntai firmly.

Ni Han stopped and turned to look to the side.

A figure walked out from the golden vines, and then knelt on the ground a dozen steps away, kowtowing respectfully.

Yun Hong's eyes flickered, "Head of Liangyin, Julun Scale-shaped, are you the Holy Spirit of the Luocha Clan of Mozhou?"

The golden figure held his forehead with his hand and bowed his head again, "I am Juren, a little slave, and I come here at the command of the master. I will obey the orders of the two mistresses."

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Wei Tao transformed into a red blood net and collided head-on with the net of origin.

In the beginning, he walked on the edge of life and death several times. Even with the help of the mysterious aura, he almost fell into the abyss of death under the extremely terrifying oppression.

But as he deepened his practice of many fundamental skills, he was able to control more and more power of the original rules, and finally pulled the half of his body that was on the verge of life and death out.

The further back you go, the faster the red line rises.

Five million, ten million.

Twenty million, thirty million.

Soon it reached a higher level of 40 million.

And this is not the end of the Chilian Red Line, perhaps it is just the beginning of a new round of skyrocketing growth.

I don’t know how long it will take, maybe just a very short period of time.

When the number of red lines exceeded 90 million and approached the 100 million mark, the dark red blood color had already enveloped the chaotic gray.

From the moment of the collision, the Red Snake Blood Net suppressed the Origin Net head-on for the first time, and then began to absorb and devour more violently.

If the blood network represents the limit of human power, the origin network is the aggregation of the rules of each era. Therefore, when the reverse devouring and absorption begins, the process of harmony between heaven and man has already begun, and it is not even affected by Wei Tao's own will.

Silently, a huge face emerged from the surface of the black and red net.

Wei Tao slowly opened his eyes and looked towards the even darker void behind the Web of Origin.

He seemed to have some problem that he couldn't figure out. A puzzled and solemn expression appeared between his brows, and he fell into deep thought for a long time.

(End of this chapter)