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Chapter 7 The Mysterious Man(2/2)

"The road is behind you?" Zhao Xiaochuan looked at the huge mountain behind him that reached the sky, a little confused, "What does this mean behind you? You can't let me dig the mountain open."

As soon as he finished speaking, a green light flashed in Zhao Xiaochuan's sleeve, and an ancient bronze sword appeared in his hand.

The sword tip pointed directly at this mountain that penetrated across the sky.

"...No way." Zhao Xiaochuan looked at the bronze sword that he said he could do it, and was a little crazy, "Is this thing fully automatic?"

The ancient bronze sword body is made of simplicity, and it seems a bit impatient.

"This... means, cut it up?"

Zhao Xiaochuan held a bronze sword in his hand and tentatively poked the mountain.

"Bang."

"Damn."

The huge magic sword peak was poked by the bronze sword, and it broke out like a pierced balloon, which quickly became bigger.

There was a dark black hole in the gap. The black hole suddenly became larger with the gap, and an irresistible suction came from it. The black hole opened its mouth like a huge monster, swallowing Zhao Xiaochuan and the entire world behind him in one mouthful...

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In the endless ruins, a dark night like fog hit every inch of the corner, and there was no life in the night, which was silence without even a trace of existence.

In this endless dead silence, a glimmer of light suddenly flashed.

Like a fireflies, it is faint and small, and like a candle in the dark, shaking, as if it will be extinguished at any time.

The boundless night felt like it was provoked, and the darkness suddenly squeezed towards the glimmer. The boundless darkness that made any living creature despair descend on the glimmer, but had no effect at all.

The glimmer still drifted to a place in the ruins without any haste.

"clatter."

It was like dust falling to the ground, the next moment, a glimmer of light fell to the ground, and a figure suddenly flashed, and it turned into a mysterious man in white.

He didn't care about the dead darkness around him at all. He ignored his plain white cloth shirt and sat cross-legged in this ruin, as if he had entered a state of meditation.

The boundless night was finally angered by his unscrupulous appearance. The darkness around it became deeper and thicker, and it was overwhelming. The darkness seemed to reveal a scent of decay and destruction, as if the end of all things and the end of the universe.

But when the thick darkness had not yet touched the man, a white light suddenly emanated from the man's body. The light could not completely dispel the darkness, but it resisted the erosion from eternal silence.

The next moment, the man opened his eyes, his eyes were deep and unconscious, and there seemed to be a cycle of reincarnation and destruction of countless epochs. The gaze seemed like two magical swords that split the sky, and suddenly cleared the thick darkness around him.

He stood up, for some reason, his body didn't seem to change much, but it seemed to be more agile than before, and a violent aura of destruction came from his body intermittently.

The man made a move with his right hand and started with the bronze ancient sword in a blink of an eye.
Chapter completed!
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