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Text Chapter 339 Communication with Another Mythical Civilization

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    In that old voice, there is a kind of indifference to the extreme decadence, and then an incomparable sense of desolation, which brings people boundless depression.

    Piles of scriptures were thrown into the fire without hesitation, as if an era was disappearing, turning into embers of the avenue in the light of the fire.

    Twilight's helpless words before his death, the beating flames, the deep and desperate emotions, with the coolness of late autumn, give people a very bad feeling.

    Wang Xuan was immersed in this scene, as if he saw the end of a mythical civilization, even the most powerful could not change the finale of the demise of the extraordinary.

    His gaze moved with the flames, and he saw more figures, a creature sitting on a scripture.  There are men and women, there are human beings, there are races that have never been seen, and they are thrown into the fire with the scriptures, sigh there, and then grow old and die.

    Wang Xuan watched quietly, he couldn't change anything, this is the past that has disappeared.

    In one of the scriptures, there were billions of strands of sword energy, soaring into the sky, shaking the stars outside the sky, and disturbing the splendid galaxy. There is no doubt that this is a big man who shakes the sky.

    A man with white hair like snow, standing outside the domain, standing on the scriptures, watching Xingdou sway with his breathing and the sword energy overflowing from his body, he still feels powerless.

    "The extraordinary disintegrated, the universe corrected its mistakes, and my power began to dissipate, and all my efforts returned to the dust of the universe."

    He supported the sky with his body, but in the end, it was still dimming rapidly, until finally, he was old, sitting on the scriptures, and died in the years.

    At this point, the sky he propped up, and the mythical planet behind him, Transcendence has completely disappeared, and is no longer visible.

    Wang Xuan was moved. Compared with the present world, this man is definitely an unrivaled powerhouse. He belongs to the number one person in a certain fairyland, fighting against the error-correcting universe.

    He stood at the forefront, wanting to hold on to the last lingering vision of the extraordinary, but his fate was doomed, with constant exhaustion, weakness and old age coming, he died in the years like a mortal.

    Seeing this scene, Wang Xuan couldn't help sighing, taking history as a mirror, this is what is destined to happen in the future, and no one can escape.

    Even female alchemists, Zhang Daoling, ascetic monks, ancestors of immortals and other peerless powerhouses are hardly exceptions, and they can completely match the white-haired man.

    The scriptures carried the white-haired man falling and throwing himself into the fire.

    Then, there was an infinite amount of light blooming, and a woman with a burst of spiritual energy between her brows and who had opened up an infinite realm brought the gods and the kingdom of gods behind her, soaring into the sky and soaring all over the world.

    However, she was eventually suppressed by the universe, her body dimmed, her supernatural faded away, the kingdom of the gods suddenly disintegrated, scriptures burned one after another, and she fell into the fire.

    The people and scenery who were able to rush into the universe and show a special brand were all peerless powerhouses back then, but what is left to future generations is only regret and powerlessness.

    "Don't burn it, show me." Wang Xuan's heart aches for them. It's all their life's hard work. It's a pity to just throw it into the fire and burn it to ashes.

    Even if those people feel that these scriptures are not enough to continue the myth and it is difficult to reshape the extraordinary world, they can still be used as a reference for future generations to inspire people.

    He reached out to touch those scriptures, wanting to stop them. Although he didn't know how many years and how many great eras had passed, he still did so subconsciously.

    "Um?"

    His spiritual eye, his primordial spirit, seemed to have really touched something.

    Next, Wang Xuan's body trembled, and his spirit body stood on the burning scriptures, approaching the ancients who lived so long ago.

    "Scary spirit?" A man with a fairly young face, but with vicissitudes of life and gray hair, looked back at him and said so.

    Of course, that wasn't a real voice, but a kind of mental wave that spanned time and space, and it actually saw him!

    Wang Xuan was deeply surprised and wanted to open his mouth to convey the mental fluctuations, but he found that he couldn't do it.

    Scary spirit can be defined in this way?  He has seen it before, whether it is the same.

    There is no doubt that the man in this scripture is extremely powerful, and the scriptures and papers are filled with Daoguang that soars to the sky, spinning around him.

    He raised his hand and pressed down on Wang Xuan, covering the sky with one hand. Various runes, accompanied by Dao fire, burned according to the scriptures, drowning Wang Xuan alive.

    With a bang, Wang Xuan's spirit turned into light rain, disappeared from the scriptures, evaporated, and returned to the flesh.

    At this time, Wang Xuan found that his heart was beating violently like a drum, the sound was extremely loud, and a layer of white sweat appeared on his body.

    Just now, he really and clearly felt the reality of death. His soul was obliterated by someone raising his hand. Facing such a peerless person, he couldn't move at all."She is extremely powerful, and she is initially close to real matter, but it is a pity." Wang Xuan sighed, but these voices could only be heard in his heart, and the actual mental fluctuations could not be transmitted.

    He saw the scene after the extraordinary collapse. The mythical tunnel continued to collapse. The woman and her scriptures were burned and fell all over the sky. She turned into blood and fire, dyed with the scriptures, and ended.

    Looking back at the end, before the woman disappeared, she glanced at him and the round-faced girl, but did not make a move, but as the scriptures fell, Wang Xuan and Wang Xuan exploded and disappeared into light rain.

    After the darkness passed, both Wang Xuan and the little white tiger came back to life. The death was so real, and the experience was so profound, which left people with lingering fears.

    "See, with me here, everything is safe and sound, and we came back safely!" After returning to the flesh, the round-faced girl immediately claimed credit.

    Wang Xuan couldn't stand her, so he pressed her tiger head and licked her again and again!

    "Aww" She bared her teeth.

    Wang Xuan sat down cross-legged, constantly experiencing death, standing on those scriptures of unknown ages again and again, indirectly communicating with another mythological civilization.

    The benefits are obvious. Some extremely powerful people are also looking for a way out, trying to reshape a new mythical world, and initially approaching the real energy.

    Wang Xuan was comprehending and absorbing, in the scriptures, strands of strange substances overflowing from the fire, in a trance, he seemed to see the real place.

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