Time goes on.

The broken bronze gate slowly opened.

An indescribable aura began to spread.

Ruin and desolation.

Chaos and antiquity.

Or maybe everything withers and the dead grow.

The incident caught everyone by surprise.

"What happened at the gate of Tianhuang? Have we never been to Tianhuang?" Zhang Heng was a little confused.

He didn't turn around.

I originally thought it was the end of the world.

All information has been verified.

It turned out that I was not that lonely.

And 놆놇 is an unknown place.

"If the place we are in is not desolate, what about the ancestor of weirdness just now?" The Ghost Emperor was puzzled.

They all saw how powerful the skinny old man was.

Why has it become such a weird thing now?

What is going on?

For a moment, everyone fell into an inexplicable logical circle.

I felt that everything I had experienced before was fake.

And I feel that everything I experienced before is real.

Who can tell what is true and what is false?

"You guessed it right."

"What we experienced before was a lie."

"But in a sense, the desolation we're experiencing is real."

Hua Wujue just shook his head.

"Emperor, what do you mean by this?" Du Ziren asked in surprise.

“You’ll find out once you get in.”

Hua Wujue didn't waste any words and walked into the huge bronze door by himself.

The ghost kings behind him looked at each other.

But they all followed in.

They just have some doubts.

But we will never stop there.

Behind the huge bronze gate is a different scene.

This place is the same as Tianhuang, with the same mountains, the same sky, and the same earth.

Everything remains the same as before.

But there was no spiritual energy flowing in the air, nor was there any breath of the Great Dao.

It's like a desolate and dead place.

In the distance there is a mountain peak, completely black, giving off a feeling of being very old.

It seems that given time, it will collapse.

The ghost emperors were shocked for a moment.

This situation is not only seen in the mountains, but also everywhere.

Everything has a sense of old age.

"The desolation we have experienced is only a projection of the desolation here."

"But the former absorbs the life of the latter."

"No matter how you absorb it, what is true is true, and what is false is false."

"This won't change at all." Hua Wujue explained calmly.

The Ghost Emperors were stunned for a moment, then they realized something.

so it is.

Like two mirror worlds.

But this mirror world is not parallel.

Or rather, it is not a safe parallel.

One side absorbs the vitality of the other side.

Like two flowers on the same piece of land.

If one survives, the other will wither.

But the real wilderness is here.

If the real Tianhuang died.

I'm afraid that Honghuang will never have a chance to merge again.

It is impossible for the Taoist master to be born again.

And the other side.

The skinny old man could become a false Taoist master, probably because he had a close connection with the fake Tianhuang.

Because the latter is all fake.

That's why the skinny old man is always in a crazy state, or half crazy and half insane.

As for why this happened.

I'm afraid it has something to do with the existence of this bureau.

"Call all the people from the mountains." Hua Wujue said.

The ghost king did not hesitate and immediately did as he was told.

Wait until all the mountains are summoned.

Hua Wujue waved his hand lightly, and immediately the mountains began to fly in four directions.

As for the Emperor of Ghosts.

It is then wrapped in a transparent film and moves gradually.

Their faces changed.

This is space transmission.

"Go back, go back and check on your home." Hua Wujue said.

The Ghost Emperor was teleported away before he could even react.

Suddenly, his back was the only figure left in the vast sky.

Everything seemed so bleak.

The clouds in the sky are moving slowly.

He wandered across the black land.

He grabbed a handful of black soil at hand and sprinkled it down again.

Looking into the distance at the vast sky.

I don't know what those eyes are thinking.

The mountains left behind by the Ghost Emperors were now rapidly suppressing in four directions.

놇 is under the control of Hua Wujue.

A very special and dense underworld aura began to fluctuate.

The earth cracked.

The sky split open.

The rumbling continued.

It's like the end of the world.

Everything collapsed.

Everything was destroyed.

What you see is amazing.

All things that are aging are quickly turned into dust.

The world vanished into thin air.

Everything is gone.

Like a candle in the wind, burning out the last bit of life.

The end of time.

It looks like it's over.

But it is not always what it seems.

After destruction comes rebirth.

What happens after the rebirth?

There is no way of knowing.

But now.

Tianhuang is already very old.

Its new voice has arrived.

It's like a phoenix rising from the ashes.

It's like the new grass.

After the destruction, the world was in chaos.

놇Re-evolution begins in chaos.

Evolution of mountains and rivers.

Evolution of the firmament.

Evolution of all things.

Everything is moving in the right direction.

But this caused anger.

A mysterious energy suddenly burst out.

A kind of strange suppression took place between heaven and earth.

Any recovery has been curbed.

The world seems to be destroyed again.

And this time.

Total destruction.

"How dare you, who dares to meddle in the affairs of my Tianzhao Daoyu!"

An angry shout came from the void.

I saw the nothingness in front of me quickly transform into a hand, coming from the other side of the distant starry sky.

Press down hard.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth shook rapidly.

All chaos was annihilated by the aftermath.