Chapter 1285: life
All gathered on the stone bed. At this time, the man lying on the stone bed was dressed in white.
"Oh my God, who is that guy in white?" The guy in white lay on the bed. He was so handsome that he didn't know how many years he had slept. The years did not leave any traces on him.
Millions of people are curious.
The bones become the sky that the Chinese people hate, splitting the ancient city, and appearing in front of these images, both sides seem to have deep hatred.
"The hatred of all times is to seize my creation, to steal my luck, to rob me of my vitality, and to make my fate against me."
This is the angry roar of the white people, still in the ear, the eternal and huge hatred, when the hatred? Only then can we call it eternal great hatred? It's hard to imagine, it must be hatred.
Yingwuren shot through the endless gap, and the white man with one hand on the bed was blown away.
The sky is split, the sun and moon are silent, the mountains and rivers are broken, and the stars are falling.
Ying country men are really scary, like a worldly god.
"Time Reversed"
In the hands of the people of the country of Ying, a sudden, low voice resounded through the world in vain.
Everyone feels that the earth is revolving around the earth, stepping on ancient torrents into the desolate years.
The gods are immortal in the sky, and the demons dance in the sky.
The glory of the gods continues, and the dazzling era of spiritual practice is still a yearning for life.
It was not until the endless years passed that the war began.
I found myself in front of a wide world.
The world has lost its life.
At the end of the world, there is an ancient city.
In that ancient city, one of the most powerful celestial masters lowered the altar, and on the altar lay a man.
"It's him."
I was surprised that the person lying on the stone bed of the altar was from the country of Ying.
The passage of long years.
I don't know how many years have passed.
A large hand covered the sky and entered this desolate world.
He grabbed the old city with two big hands and then grabbed it in another place.
This painting is moved to another place. I am familiar with this painting. He once saw a white man who opened six reincarnations, which has a certain relationship with the 33 heavy days that turned into the sky of death.
At that time, the pictures that Jeremy I saw were not all. After six reincarnations, he couldn't see anything at that time, but now, he saw some new content.
These involve the ancient city, the mysterious man, and the ancient city will sleep in the "corpses" of the people of Ying, nailed in the ancient temple.
Then he put another man on the stone bed and finally left.
"What? Is this the truth?" My heart vibrated, what he never thought was real, was completely different from what he imagined.
Initially, he believed that the hero crucified on the bronze temple wall was the "seventh generation of evil gods", and he was only crucified after countless strongmen fell.
So many skeletons in the bronze temple seem to confirm this possibility.
But now, it overturns that possibility.
Who is the man in white who was put on the stone bed by the mysterious man