Full-level Celestial Master is forbidden to paddle [Unlimited]

The illusory sun has come to an end, but the majestic giant sword is still hanging down.Yu Yi stepped over the last hanging ladder, and through the darkness, he saw the famous Golden Palace in historical rumors.

The palace is basically made of gold. The overall magnificent structure and the intricate and magnificent carvings on the wall make it like a kingdom in the sky.

It's just that when Yu Yi arrived, this "country in the sky" was turning into dust at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The cold mist above the sky shrouded his body, Yu Yi looked at the palace in front of him, and used his internal strength to dispel the chill.

It wasn't until he saw the Golden Palace in person and felt the energy fluctuations on it that he realized that this palace was also an illusion built by the painter's skill.

And the disillusionment of the fantasy field means that the artist who activated the skill has a problem.

Yu Yi looked around, but didn't notice any energy fluctuations from living beings.

This means that no matter what the process is, at least the black king, Suzhi, did die as Sisyphus planned.

only……

Facing the lingering dust in the wind, Yu Yi stepped forward and squatted down in front of the gate of the Golden Palace.

At the side of the feet is Sisyphus's naked, emaciated and thin monkey body.The pride and decency of this monkey body when it was not resurrected was lying silently on the ground where the pointer of judgment was located in an unattractive posture.

Yu Yi sighed softly. He put on Sisyphus the black felt top hat that was left behind, straightened Sisyphus's body, and covered his barely intact left hand on his bloody right hand.

After doing this, he stood up and looked up at the sky.In the sky, the silver-white tip of the giant sword Senhan pointed directly at the suspended land.

Even though he hadn't made contact with the sword's edge, the oncoming sword glow, even through the sunglasses, brought acupuncture-like pain to Yu Yi's face.

Only now, the judgment pointer still exists.The giant sword representing the judgment of the rules did not disappear together when Sisyphus, Su Zhi, and the Judgment Pointer died together, as Sisyphus expected.

And according to his deduction, this giant sword has replaced Su Zhi as the end of the world.

In other words, this giant sword is no longer aimed at Sisyphus, but the entire continent, and even the entire original sin of Eden.

Seeing the giant sword falling head-on, Yu Yi touched the ground with his toes, and retreated against the wind to the hanging ladder under the pointer of judgment.

Soon, a dazzling silver light oscillated from the center of the sky, and the sky of Eternal Night was illuminated with a day-like brightness.The red light on the edge of the trial pointer was also submerged by the exploding white light.

The roar of rock collapse and the sound of blasting air came together.The suspended land that collided with the giant sword was instantly blown into thousands of pieces.

Then it was broken, and there was also a pointer of judgment floating in the sky, bringing endless natural disasters to the people who had sinned in Eden.

However, this does not mean the lifting of the original sin Eden crisis, but also the beginning of a disaster.

The broken rocks of the suspended island, wrapped in a mist like water vapor, fell from the sky like a meteorite, rushing towards the gray flooded earth.

All of a sudden, the wind blew up suddenly, and the wandering air between the sky and the earth was swallowed up by the cloud-shrouded meteorite.

In the center of the meteorite is the giant sword that was unscathed in the collision just now.

The giant sword pressed down with the clouds, and the silver-white sword light pierced through the clouds, like the sun of death, burning out the sky leak.And the airflow in the sky leak, like an irreversible torrent of fate, runs towards the torrent on the land.

Between the sky and the earth, on the fragile and narrow sky-reaching hanging ladder, stood a figure.

Yu Yi looked up at the sky, and his sunglasses reflected the silver torrent in the sky.The wide and thin sleeve robe makes it difficult to stand in place, and the wild cranes on it are all swooping against the wind, like a warning sign of fleeing.But Yu Yi still stood firmly in the same place, and when he stopped, he had no intention of retreating downwards.

The tip of the sword was about to be in front of him, and Yu Yi opened his arms in the strong wind.

He couldn't count how many times this was the first time he confronted the established cause and effect head-on, and he couldn't count how many times he had been late, missed and absent in the face of death.All he can do is try his best.

Try to change, this hopeless fate.

Floating on the torrent of civilization orphans, under the clouds illuminated by the sharp sword light, a black and white yin-yang fish with a sense of Zen suddenly appeared.

The gossip turns, and the golden ancient characters emerge, forming a high golden wall on the edge of the yin-yang fish.The high wall was temporarily an ark on the sea, covering the sun of death.

Under the gossip, Yu Yi, who was supporting the center of the gossip, was not feeling well at this moment.

The huge sword condensed by the rules is now touching the eight trigrams formation, and the supreme coercion of the rules is also oppressing the entire eight trigrams formation.

The sunglasses that were originally on the bridge of the nose shattered helplessly under the pressure of coercion.After just meeting each other, Yu Yi felt a sense of powerlessness in his tense arms.

The giant sword of judgment continued to fall at its original speed.The yin-yang fish, which was holding on to the tip of the sword, was reduced in brightness under the sharp edge of the giant sword, and because of the lack of resistance, it slowly moved downwards in the direction pointed by the tip of the sword.

On the edge of the yin-yang fish, the golden ancient characters that continue to rise seem to be cut by a broken knife, and they are continuously broken in the air.

The gossip formation under the giant sword fell into a clear decline.

The judgment of the rules on the entire continent has already reached the middle stage.The air in midair became stuffy in a short time.Purple lightning flashed from the sky, piercing the night sky.What followed was thunder.

On land, there was also a change at this time.The surge of the torrent became more violent, and a vortex appeared in the sea at the center of the continent.

The vortex drove the gray soul to roll, expanding its territory while spinning, and soon formed a funnel-shaped abyss in the middle of the sea.

The changing currents rolled up the ark that was floating on the flood, making the ark turn around towards the black abyss where the soul was surging, and walked on the road of eternal doom.

The junction of the fifth continent and the sixth continent.

The seemingly indestructible high wall that separated the two continents was bearing the impact of the boundless sea water, as well as the coercion of the giant sword of judgment that surpassed the ninth level in the sky.

The surface of the high wall has become pitted and pitted by the impact, and it is covered with small cracks that are not destructive but look terrifying.

Not long after, another coercion from the sky shook the world.When the seemingly ethereal silver light reached the high wall, the small cracks on the high wall expanded the depth and scope of the crack almost at the same time.

Cracks and cracks are intertwined and related.After a while, as if a domino had been toppled, a crack that was ferocious and eye-catching even if placed on the entire wall appeared in the middle and lower part of the high wall.

The gray water flow took advantage of it, immediately drilled into the cracks on the wall, and penetrated deeper.

And all this, behind the wall, the people who are taking refuge in the sixth continent know nothing about it.

The sixth continent.

A man with chemical burns on his face, an iron chain around his neck, and a seventh-order energy wave exuded from his body stood on a high tower as usual, looking at the high wall that cut the sky in the distance.

This person is one of Sisyphus' right-hand men, Da Hei.

Darkness is supposed to be a signal of the phased success of Sisyphus' plan.

According to the plan, Sisyphus's spiritual illusion is declared to be released. After the mad king is solved, the daytime illusion constructed by the mad king will disappear automatically.

But there are many possibilities for the mad king to cancel the day illusion. There is no news from the other side of the wall, and Dahei does not know the specific situation.

So after finally stabilizing the people temporarily, he stayed on the top of the watchtower.

"I don't know how Master Sisyphus' plan is going." Dahei said to himself.

The high wall covered everything that belonged to the other side of the wall. No matter how Dahei looked at it, he couldn't see any useful information through the wall.

Since he was exiled to this world, most of the communication tools belonging to the higher universe have failed, and it is difficult for him to actively contact the people there through the communicator.So the only thing he can do is wait.

"I knew I should have followed in secret." Dahei muttered again, "It's a big deal to trade with the blacksmith."

Dahei looked down, and what he saw was an empty street.There are no pedestrians on the street.Because since the truth of the world was revealed and hope was shattered again, most people have returned to the state of despair and hopelessness long ago, nestled at home, and lost the motivation to act.

Although he optimistically processed Lord Sisyphus's plan, and by drawing a big cake, he managed to stop some people from committing suicide because of it, but this is a risky move. If the plan changes, the public's mood will change Backlash is also conceivable.

Moreover, once a disaster occurs now, most of the people who have lost their fighting spirit and lack of desire to survive at this time will find it difficult to deal with it.

"What are you thinking about? You will definitely succeed." After Dahei realized his pessimistic tendency, he slapped himself immediately to stop his wild thoughts.

Dahei stood on the watchtower for a while, thinking that the matter of the gold mine had not been dealt with today, so he turned around and walked towards the exit at the top of the tower.

Before he reached the exit, he felt the sky brighten up.Dahei touched his head, stopped in his tracks, raised his head, and what rushed into his eyes was the purple light of lightning.What followed was the roar of thunder.

This seems to be a precursor to heavy rain.

An ominous premonition arose in Dahei's already anxious heart.The muscles all over his body tensed for a moment, and his five senses became more alert.

"I hope there will be no accidents." He heard the muffled thunder after another, and murmured.

Worried that things might change, this time, instead of climbing down the stairs inside the tower, he stood on the wall around the top of the tower and jumped down.

During the time he landed from the top of the tower, he suddenly heard a small sound.

It seemed to be coming from the other side of the wall.

Dahei's fighting instinct over the years made a judgment before consciousness.

Wait, wall!

Dahei's eyes widened, and as soon as his feet hit the ground, he turned his head towards the high wall in the distance.He pricked up his ears, nervously listening to the movement from the other side of the wall.

A sound of cracking earth and stones passed through dozens of buildings and reached his ears.

Dahei immediately jumped to the roof of a building next to him, followed the sound, and stared at the past.

He saw a thin black line.The thin lines are thickening visibly with the naked eye.Dahei's entire face was stained with horror.

"Everyone come out! Run to the heights!! The wall is going to collapse!!!"

Dahei roared with the loudest voice in his life.

In the distance, there was a small crack on the high wall that covered the sky and the sun, and a stream of gray fog was trickling out from it.Almost in the next moment, the slit widened into a gap.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmines: 1 bald head after eating CP;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of spiritual five; 5 bottles at will;

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