The Eldest Martial Sister Gave Up Treatment - Chapter 1227

[Master Sister Abandoned Treatment Chapter 1227]

There’s no point in arguing about this.

“That means your plan has failed?”

“Failure?” Hong Chen said, “That’s right, you failed. When you reached the 407,321st reincarnation, you failed. I became an Immortal of the Other Side, but the balance of heaven was not destroyed. The catastrophe is still coming.”

Bai Lian: “…”

“Hahaha, isn’t it funny?” Hong Chen lost her composure suddenly, she seemed to have lost her direction, and her whole body seemed a little nervous, “It’s useless, it’s useless at all, I’ve tried everything, but I still can’t end this damn catastrophe! ”

Her voice was extremely hoarse.

Bai Lian hurriedly said: “Calm down.”

“Calm down, how do you make me calm down? Can you tell me the way to end the catastrophe? Can you help me end the catastrophe? I am the Immortal of the Other Side now, haha, even if An Lan has mastered the nine avenues, she can’t be My opponent, you can’t run away, you can only stay by my side forever, ups and downs with me!”

Hong Chen opened his arms.

She waved her sleeves and rolled up countless red frenzy, these frenzy rushed towards Bai Lian, trying to trap Bai Lian to death.

At this time, she unreservedly showed Bai Lian her complete side.

As she said before, she has been hesitant to kill Bai Lian.

Both she and Bai Lian became human beings, even if Bai Lian was killed, she would not die.

There were many times when she wanted to make a move, but in the end she endured it.

Now she has completely given up her plan to kill Bai Lian, she wants to erase Bai Lian’s current consciousness, make Bai Lian forget what happened in the past, and then stay with her forever and ever!

Bai Lian clenched his teeth.

“I won’t let you get what you want. This kind of future is not what you and I should hold.”

She tried her best to guide the past and present monuments.

She had been preparing for a long time, and although she couldn’t completely detonate the two monuments, it was enough for them to leak some power.

But at this moment, Bai Lian suddenly felt a gentle fluctuation.

That is……

“Jianmu?”

Isn’t the source of the fluctuation the branch of Jianmu that Ruomu gave her before she left?

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Jianmu is a sacred tree worshiped by ancient ancestors.

It is rumored that Jianmu can communicate with heaven, earth, people, gods and ghosts, and is a bridge connecting the Nine Nether Hells, the mortal world and the fairy world.

It’s just that the time was too long ago, and Bai Lian at that time was only ignorant of the blank principles, so it was impossible to distinguish the authenticity of the rumors.

In fact, authenticity is not important.

Even if he knew about it, it wouldn’t be of any benefit to the current Bai Lian.

She only knew that she really sensed the existence of the land of immortals through the branch of Jianmu growing in the palm of her hand!

As for whether this is Jianmu’s own ability, or the ability given to it by Ruomu?

who cares!

Bai Lian stared intently at the world of mortals that was floating higher and higher, and had turned into a crimson sun.

The wind of the scorching sun blew on her body, making her feel like she was sinking into hot lava.

What kind of terrifying power is that?

At a glance, she couldn’t see how far Hongchen’s power covered.

It seems that this world is no longer ruled by the Dao of Heaven, but has become a plaything in the palm of the world of mortals!

This feeling made Bai Lian deeply uncomfortable, she could only do her best to listen to the fragmentary whispers ringing in her ears.

There is no other way.

Hong Chen, who has reached the fairyland on the other side, is too powerful, perhaps this is her only way out.

She listened very carefully, it was the voice from Jianmu, it was the whispers of the ancient ancestors!

Now she is experiencing a mysterious and mysterious situation. She is clearly in the era of the dawn of catastrophe, but she has communicated with countless previous eras.

Some of the voices that rang in her ears came from the ancient times, some came from the dark era when monsters dominated, and some came from the beginning of the era when sea beasts ravaged…

Different people speak different languages.

However, although their identities are different, their languages are different, and the times they live in are different, what they say all points to the same thing——

Great catastrophe!

Great catastrophe, the most ruthless way.

No matter how much effort you put in, no matter how brilliant your achievements are, once the apocalypse comes, everything you cherish may be wiped out.

From body, to soul, to achievement, every trace left by you will be erased.

This is death in the true sense!

No one can ignore the catastrophe, and no one does not hate the catastrophe.

People who cultivate immortals hate it.

Shengdou Xiaomin also hated it.

How many families collapsed in the catastrophe, how many marriages were shattered in the catastrophe, how many inheritances were cut off in the catastrophe…

Year by year, day by day, month by day, the scars left by the catastrophe became more and more tired, and they could not be smoothed away.

It is in such a chaotic world that someone will stand up in every era.

They don’t seek longevity or eternity, they just want to find a way to eradicate the catastrophe!

They are even willing to give up their lives for this.

But……

All Bai Lian heard was failure.

Fail Fail Fail Fail!

She opened the densely written book of the past, and the mottled pages and old words were full of failures.

This is the real despair, right?

In contrast, Bai Lian found that his little matter was not worth mentioning at all.

This kind of despair has been passed down from hundreds of millions of years ago. It has defeated many people, but it has never been able to defeat everyone.

Because people are not just an individual, but also a group!

Under the erosion of the catastrophe, no one can stand forever, but there will always be someone standing.

This is a spirit, a spirit of “standing” bred after repeated torture on that land, a spirit that has been passed down for countless years and is still being passed down.

Bai Lian’s eyes became a little dazed.

At this moment, she found herself falling into another world.

Obviously she was only a hundred feet away from Hong Chen, but she had a feeling that she would never be able to walk by Hong Chen’s side no matter what.

illusion?

or real?

All this still doesn’t seem to matter.

At the same time as she changed, the whispers that sounded in her ears also changed a little.

They were still talking about the catastrophe, and they still failed, but the despair gradually dissipated, replaced by a more high-spirited momentum.

Here’s your chance!

A crack appeared in the indestructible Corridor of Despair.

The node of change seems to be the ancient era in which she lived.

Bai Lian listened patiently, but it was the voices of some acquaintances.

【Blank way is the birth of consciousness】

【I read all the ancient books, this is something I have never done before】

[Is the way of heaven shifted? Maybe this time we can really see the other side and end all of this]

[It really works? 】

[If the consciousness of blank Taoism is obliterated because of this, we may regret it for a lifetime]

【But if we don’t do anything, we will also regret it for the rest of our lives】

[Let me come, although my research on spirits is not as good as witch gods, I can definitely be called the top three in the world]

[I don’t agree to simply divide the blank Dao into two]

[End of This Chapter]