Chapter 2459
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"The sky is falling, the sky is falling into chaos, and the world should be destroyed. Run quickly and run to the wind and snow mountain. The mountain is so high, maybe there can be a glimmer of vitality!"
Nanze, the place of taixuan, was the capital of Nanze shortly after the founding of the country. Startled voices, cries and hisses sounded everywhere.
Then the panicked Nanze creatures in the city looked at the chaotic yellow spring water pouring down from the sky crack not far away, fought their lives to escape outside the city and ran towards the wind and snow holy mountain in the north.
Indeed, in their eyes, the towering sacred mountain is the last hope, even if everyone knows that no one can really run to the sacred mountain before the yellow spring flood.
At the moment of the destruction of heaven and earth, creatures always have to do something to comfort their panic, trembling and tingling heart!
The chaotic torrent rolled down at the center of the southern swamp. In the face of this situation, the whole Nanze country was in chaos. Then, on the towering buildings in the center of Nanze City, the old monarch of Nanze stood quietly and looked down at the extremely chaotic city below.
As a young city built on the Bank of the swamp, Nanze country can be said to accommodate nearly 80% of the creatures in the whole southern swamp. Therefore, in such a chaotic situation, the north gate caused great congestion in an instant.
"Hey, it's a sad era when one wave is not even and another wave rises again."
At the next breath, a faint voice came from the mouth of the old emperor of Nanze. Then the old man held a long gun with his right hand. Without much hesitation, he threw it directly at the north.
In a flash, the gun directly blasted into the northern wall from top to bottom, and then the huge power burst out, tearing the northern wall of the whole capital, and then being directly pushed down by the creatures out of the city in the rear.
"The wall is falling down, rush, rush!"
The city wall fell, and with countless roars, a large number of swamp races began to rush North in a swarm. After all, the old monarch closed his eyes in great pain and turned slowly.
He didn't want to see it again, because every plant, brick and tile in the whole Nanze new town is a struggle history of Nanze race struggling to survive.
But these most precious things will immediately disappear into a bubble. The thought of this makes the old monarch feel like a knife in his heart and can't bear to see it again.
Then the old man walked down the spiral ladder, as if from the high power, lonely to die, because in the eyes of heaven and earth, what status and power are all floating clouds.
However, after a few breaths, the old monarch's footsteps gave a slight pause, which attracted his attention because of a strange noise not far away, and this noise was the sound of burning flames:
"Pooh, Pooh!"
Then the old monarch looked up and looked at the direction of the voice. Looking along the old man's eyes, he could see the red fire coming in front.
In a moment, the figure of the old monarch appeared outside the furnace room. Looking inward, I saw that the huge furnace in the room was burning, and the hot temperature swept outward one after another. At the mouth of the furnace, there was an old man with bare arms standing quietly.
Although the old man had gray hair, he was very strong. After staring at the red furnace in front of him, he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of black oil at the red flame.
"Boom!"
The black oil flew into the furnace, and the flame in front of it was several times hot. Then the old monarch's inquiry sounded in the whole room:
"Old Huo, they are all running to the snow mountain in the north. Won't you go?"
When the inquiry came out, the old man standing in front of the stove turned his head and looked at him. Some unexpected colors appeared on his face, and then he answered:
"Back to you, I'm too old to run, and I don't want to run."
After the voice fell, the old monarch standing at the door didn't speak directly, but after a pause, he continued to ask:
"So what is huolao doing now?"
"Sir, the old minister is preparing a grave for himself."
When the old man continued to speak with a heavy smile, he said:
"Life is like a fleeting bird song. The old minister will not do anything else in his life except smelting the stove. Therefore, when he finally leaves, he wants to have a company with the old man around him."
After that, huolao seemed to think of something, and the old voice continued to spread:
"You are reluctant to leave Nanze city. I think you are the same as Weichen. You are reluctant to do what you are doing in your life. In fact, you can go to the north. You have done enough for our Nanze creatures."
After the grateful words of Huo Lao fell, the old monarch standing at the door smiled and shook his head, and answered:
"Like you, Ben Jun is too old and has lived enough in his life."
At the same time, the fire in front of the furnace raised his arms, grabbed the air outlet of the furnace in front of him, and pulled it a few times, pushing the flame in the furnace to the limit.
Then the old man took a step forward and walked into the red stove. His expression was calm, as if he had walked back to his hometown.
"I was born for the flame, and finally died in the flame. It can be regarded as a good beginning and a good end."
When the last voice of huolao came out, the mixed torrent from the southern swamp rushed directly into the young city built on the Bank of the swamp.
Where chaos passes, everything turns into nothingness. In the blink of an eye, Nanze city is completely erased, leaving only the terrible chaotic sea water that continues to roll forward.
"Most of the land of taixuan has been destroyed."
In the north of taixuan, outside Bafeng pass, there was a very dignified voice coming from the mouth of Jin Haida Zun.
The young man sitting cross legged raised his eyes, as if he sensed something, and suddenly said:
"Da Zun, do you feel that the earth where we are is actually moving? In other words, the whole world is being swept in the void by this chaotic wave."
The words did not make any change to Jin Haida Zun, but a thick voice followed:
"It doesn't mean much to us, no matter how strange it is."
"It really doesn't mean much to us, but it's different for the summer in the rear!"
The word "Da Xia" came out of Xuan's mouth. Jin Haida Zun suddenly turned his head and looked further north, and then subconsciously blurted out:
"Heaven is on the sky. This summer has made the whole fairy mountain continent fly?"
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"The sky is falling, the sky is falling into chaos, and the world should be destroyed. Run quickly and run to the wind and snow mountain. The mountain is so high, maybe there can be a glimmer of vitality!"
Nanze, the place of taixuan, was the capital of Nanze shortly after the founding of the country. Startled voices, cries and hisses sounded everywhere.
Then the panicked Nanze creatures in the city looked at the chaotic yellow spring water pouring down from the sky crack not far away, fought their lives to escape outside the city and ran towards the wind and snow holy mountain in the north.
Indeed, in their eyes, the towering sacred mountain is the last hope, even if everyone knows that no one can really run to the sacred mountain before the yellow spring flood.
At the moment of the destruction of heaven and earth, creatures always have to do something to comfort their panic, trembling and tingling heart!
The chaotic torrent rolled down at the center of the southern swamp. In the face of this situation, the whole Nanze country was in chaos. Then, on the towering buildings in the center of Nanze City, the old monarch of Nanze stood quietly and looked down at the extremely chaotic city below.
As a young city built on the Bank of the swamp, Nanze country can be said to accommodate nearly 80% of the creatures in the whole southern swamp. Therefore, in such a chaotic situation, the north gate caused great congestion in an instant.
"Hey, it's a sad era when one wave is not even and another wave rises again."
At the next breath, a faint voice came from the mouth of the old emperor of Nanze. Then the old man held a long gun with his right hand. Without much hesitation, he threw it directly at the north.
In a flash, the gun directly blasted into the northern wall from top to bottom, and then the huge power burst out, tearing the northern wall of the whole capital, and then being directly pushed down by the creatures out of the city in the rear.
"The wall is falling down, rush, rush!"
The city wall fell, and with countless roars, a large number of swamp races began to rush North in a swarm. After all, the old monarch closed his eyes in great pain and turned slowly.
He didn't want to see it again, because every plant, brick and tile in the whole Nanze new town is a struggle history of Nanze race struggling to survive.
But these most precious things will immediately disappear into a bubble. The thought of this makes the old monarch feel like a knife in his heart and can't bear to see it again.
Then the old man walked down the spiral ladder, as if from the high power, lonely to die, because in the eyes of heaven and earth, what status and power are all floating clouds.
However, after a few breaths, the old monarch's footsteps gave a slight pause, which attracted his attention because of a strange noise not far away, and this noise was the sound of burning flames:
"Pooh, Pooh!"
Then the old monarch looked up and looked at the direction of the voice. Looking along the old man's eyes, he could see the red fire coming in front.
In a moment, the figure of the old monarch appeared outside the furnace room. Looking inward, I saw that the huge furnace in the room was burning, and the hot temperature swept outward one after another. At the mouth of the furnace, there was an old man with bare arms standing quietly.
Although the old man had gray hair, he was very strong. After staring at the red furnace in front of him, he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of black oil at the red flame.
"Boom!"
The black oil flew into the furnace, and the flame in front of it was several times hot. Then the old monarch's inquiry sounded in the whole room:
"Old Huo, they are all running to the snow mountain in the north. Won't you go?"
When the inquiry came out, the old man standing in front of the stove turned his head and looked at him. Some unexpected colors appeared on his face, and then he answered:
"Back to you, I'm too old to run, and I don't want to run."
After the voice fell, the old monarch standing at the door didn't speak directly, but after a pause, he continued to ask:
"So what is huolao doing now?"
"Sir, the old minister is preparing a grave for himself."
When the old man continued to speak with a heavy smile, he said:
"Life is like a fleeting bird song. The old minister will not do anything else in his life except smelting the stove. Therefore, when he finally leaves, he wants to have a company with the old man around him."
After that, huolao seemed to think of something, and the old voice continued to spread:
"You are reluctant to leave Nanze city. I think you are the same as Weichen. You are reluctant to do what you are doing in your life. In fact, you can go to the north. You have done enough for our Nanze creatures."
After the grateful words of Huo Lao fell, the old monarch standing at the door smiled and shook his head, and answered:
"Like you, Ben Jun is too old and has lived enough in his life."
At the same time, the fire in front of the furnace raised his arms, grabbed the air outlet of the furnace in front of him, and pulled it a few times, pushing the flame in the furnace to the limit.
Then the old man took a step forward and walked into the red stove. His expression was calm, as if he had walked back to his hometown.
"I was born for the flame, and finally died in the flame. It can be regarded as a good beginning and a good end."
When the last voice of huolao came out, the mixed torrent from the southern swamp rushed directly into the young city built on the Bank of the swamp.
Where chaos passes, everything turns into nothingness. In the blink of an eye, Nanze city is completely erased, leaving only the terrible chaotic sea water that continues to roll forward.
"Most of the land of taixuan has been destroyed."
In the north of taixuan, outside Bafeng pass, there was a very dignified voice coming from the mouth of Jin Haida Zun.
The young man sitting cross legged raised his eyes, as if he sensed something, and suddenly said:
"Da Zun, do you feel that the earth where we are is actually moving? In other words, the whole world is being swept in the void by this chaotic wave."
The words did not make any change to Jin Haida Zun, but a thick voice followed:
"It doesn't mean much to us, no matter how strange it is."
"It really doesn't mean much to us, but it's different for the summer in the rear!"
The word "Da Xia" came out of Xuan's mouth. Jin Haida Zun suddenly turned his head and looked further north, and then subconsciously blurted out:
"Heaven is on the sky. This summer has made the whole fairy mountain continent fly?"
You can read the novel online free at novelhall. com
"The sky is falling, the sky is falling into chaos, and the world should be destroyed. Run quickly and run to the wind and snow mountain. The mountain is so high, maybe there can be a glimmer of vitality!"Nanze, the place of taixuan, was the capital of Nanze shortly after the founding of the country. Startled voices, cries and hisses sounded everywhere.Then the panicked Nanze creatures in the city looked at the chaotic yellow spring water pouring down from the sky crack not far away, fought their lives to escape outside the city and ran towards the wind and snow holy mountain in the north.Indeed, in their eyes, the towering sacred mountain is the last hope, even if everyone knows that no one can really run to the sacred mountain before the yellow spring flood.At the moment of the destruction of heaven and earth, creatures always have to do something to comfort their panic, trembling and tingling heart!The chaotic torrent rolled down at the center of the southern swamp. In the face of this situation, the whole Nanze country was in chaos. Then, on the towering buildings in the center of Nanze City, the old monarch of Nanze stood quietly and looked down at the extremely chaotic city below.As a young city built on the Bank of the swamp, Nanze country can be said to accommodate nearly 80% of the creatures in the whole southern swamp. Therefore, in such a chaotic situation, the north gate caused great congestion in an instant."Hey, it's a sad era when one wave is not even and another wave rises again."At the next breath, a faint voice came from the mouth of the old emperor of Nanze. Then the old man held a long gun with his right hand. Without much hesitation, he threw it directly at the north.In a flash, the gun directly blasted into the northern wall from top to bottom, and then the huge power burst out, tearing the northern wall of the whole capital, and then being directly pushed down by the creatures out of the city in the rear."The wall is falling down, rush, rush!"The city wall fell, and with countless roars, a large number of swamp races began to rush North in a swarm. After all, the old monarch closed his eyes in great pain and turned slowly.He didn't want to see it again, because every plant, brick and tile in the whole Nanze new town is a struggle history of Nanze race struggling to survive.But these most precious things will immediately disappear into a bubble. The thought of this makes the old monarch feel like a knife in his heart and can't bear to see it again.Then the old man walked down the spiral ladder, as if from the high power, lonely to die, because in the eyes of heaven and earth, what status and power are all floating clouds.However, after a few breaths, the old monarch's footsteps gave a slight pause, which attracted his attention because of a strange noise not far away, and this noise was the sound of burning flames:"Pooh, Pooh!"Then the old monarch looked up and looked at the direction of the voice. Looking along the old man's eyes, he could see the red fire coming in front.In a moment, the figure of the old monarch appeared outside the furnace room. Looking inward, I saw that the huge furnace in the room was burning, and the hot temperature swept outward one after another. At the mouth of the furnace, there was an old man with bare arms standing quietly.Although the old man had gray hair, he was very strong. After staring at the red furnace in front of him, he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of black oil at the red flame."Boom!"The black oil flew into the furnace, and the flame in front of it was several times hot. Then the old monarch's inquiry sounded in the whole room:"Old Huo, they are all running to the snow mountain in the north. Won't you go?"When the inquiry came out, the old man standing in front of the stove turned his head and looked at him. Some unexpected colors appeared on his face, and then he answered:"Back to you, I'm too old to run, and I don't want to run."After the voice fell, the old monarch standing at the door didn't speak directly, but after a pause, he continued to ask:"So what is huolao doing now?""Sir, the old minister is preparing a grave for himself."When the old man continued to speak with a heavy smile, he said:"Life is like a fleeting bird song. The old minister will not do anything else in his life except smelting the stove. Therefore, when he finally leaves, he wants to have a company with the old man around him."After that, huolao seemed to think of something, and the old voice continued to spread:"You are reluctant to leave Nanze city. I think you are the same as Weichen. You are reluctant to do what you are doing in your life. In fact, you can go to the north. You have done enough for our Nanze creatures."After the grateful words of Huo Lao fell, the old monarch standing at the door smiled and shook his head, and answered:"Like you, Ben Jun is too old and has lived enough in his life."At the same time, the fire in front of the furnace raised his arms, grabbed the air outlet of the furnace in front of him, and pulled it a few times, pushing the flame in the furnace to the limit.Then the old man took a step forward and walked into the red stove. His expression was calm, as if he had walked back to his hometown."I was born for the flame, and finally died in the flame. It can be regarded as a good beginning and a good end."When the last voice of huolao came out, the mixed torrent from the southern swamp rushed directly into the young city built on the Bank of the swamp.Where chaos passes, everything turns into nothingness. In the blink of an eye, Nanze city is completely erased, leaving only the terrible chaotic sea water that continues to roll forward."Most of the land of taixuan has been destroyed."In the north of taixuan, outside Bafeng pass, there was a very dignified voice coming from the mouth of Jin Haida Zun.The young man sitting cross legged raised his eyes, as if he sensed something, and suddenly said:"Da Zun, do you feel that the earth where we are is actually moving? In other words, the whole world is being swept in the void by this chaotic wave."The words did not make any change to Jin Haida Zun, but a thick voice followed:"It doesn't mean much to us, no matter how strange it is.""It really doesn't mean much to us, but it's different for the summer in the rear!"The word "Da Xia" came out of Xuan's mouth. Jin Haida Zun suddenly turned his head and looked further north, and then subconsciously blurted out:"Heaven is on the sky. This summer has made the whole fairy mountain continent fly?"You can read the novel online free at novelhall. com
