"Buzz..."

As Zhang Qingyun spoke, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and there was a buzzing sound.

It was like a big hand shaking the earth at this moment.

The whole world, all over the world, was trembling at this moment.

"Click..."

Abruptly, lightning and thunder thundered all over the world, and dark clouds covered the sky.

People who were sleeping suddenly woke up from their sleep, and a voice exploded in their ears: "Then the heaven and earth must be restored to life, the three realms must be re-run, and the immortals and gods must return..."

It's like the end of the world is coming. No matter it's day or night, the world is dim with light at this moment. All kinds of electronic equipment around the world are malfunctioning at this moment.

Everything, as if in an instant, returned to its original state.

"this..."

Zhang Qingyun looked up at the sky, and saw a large net in the sky that was constantly expanding and contracting. This large net seemed to bind the heaven and earth, connecting the universe and the galaxies. A strange rotating vortex formed above Zhang Qingyun's head.

This is the manifestation of the way of heaven, and the laws form a web!

The vortex appears out of thin air, and I don't know where it connects.

In the magic city, Ma Lingyu suddenly opened her eyes from practicing, and appeared at the window with a sway: "What a familiar voice!"

The color of the world changed, as if it was the end of the world, or as if a new era was coming. However, Ma Lingyu felt inexplicably depressed in her heart, and Ma Lingyu had difficulty breathing.

It seemed that a force awakened the mysterious power in her body, and it seemed that a force suppressed this mysterious power and continued to sleep.

This kind of contradiction makes people feel depressed and want to vomit, but it also seems that their souls are sublimated at this moment.

The conflict reached an extreme point, and Ma Lingyu wanted to vomit blood.

In a mountain forest, master and apprentice Wang Changling suddenly stopped in their tracks.

Looking up at the sky, Wang Changling frowned: "What's going on?"

Can't understand, can't see clearly, the world seems to have something more, and it seems to be about to lose something. This feeling is very strange, making people feel scared, but also seems to be looking forward to it?

"This shouldn't be my idea. Why do I feel this way inexplicably?"

Am I being controlled?

Wang Changling was a little confused.

Wang Changling stood next to Wang Changling and said, "Master, don't you think this voice is very familiar?"

Familiar?

It's somewhat familiar...

But is this familiar voice useful?

Now this sudden change makes people feel that it is difficult to control their own lives.

In the Northland, a village.

Yuan Congshan suddenly sat up from the bed. He didn't have time to put on his clothes, rushed out of the room, looked up at the sky, his fingers were dancing like butterflies, dazzling: "This is... someone has reversed the situation!"

Yuan Congshan could clearly hear the sound that had just exploded in his ears. He seemed to be looking forward to it but resisting at the same time. Yuan Congshan sighed in a low voice: "I'm afraid it will be useless to reverse the situation... Sigh..."

How can heaven and earth be reversed so easily?

This is no different than seeking death!

Yuan Congshan sighed softly: "I no longer watched the number of days and deduced the universe, so I could save my eyes. But just now I couldn't help but watch the number of days and deduce the universe..."

Yuan Congshan's eyes, which were originally black and white, returned to bright eyes by chance the last time. At this moment, they gradually became cloudy and turned pale: "Are you blind again?"

I feel very lost and empty inside.

The corners of his mouth turned up, and Yuan Congshan's smile gradually turned weird: "That's it."

"The world is unpredictable and there are many fortunes. One person's power can dare to defy heaven. It's a pity that the world cannot be turned around, and the number of avenues is beyond the human world."

Yuan Congshan groped his way back to bed: "It doesn't matter if you don't see it, don't listen, or don't feel it... the old blind man should spend the rest of his life peacefully."

"Which of you wants to mess up the situation has nothing to do with the old blind man. The old blind man is about to die."

Old blind man?

Yuan Congshan was startled: "Such a familiar title comes back to me again."

"Although my eyes are blind, my heart is clear. This feeling is much more comfortable than seeing the world with eyes."

...

Beijing, somewhere.

An old man wearing a Tang suit with his eyes retracted from the dark sky.

Beside him, a young man frowned: "Grandpa, is this a catastrophe coming?"

It was so terrible, the color of heaven and earth changed, and the whole world saw it.

At this moment, the young man felt that his soul was about to leave his body, which made him feel the breath of death. It made him feel fear and fear in his heart.

The old man in Tang suit shook his head: "I can't understand, I can't see clearly... I can't understand, I can't see clearly..."

The young man's expression changed. His grandfather had a special status. He was known to predict everything in the sky and the earth, and he could predict everything in the world. He could only predict nine hexagrams in a year, and he would never predict more than one.

My grandfather was called Xuan Gua and was respected by countless people.

My grandfather has always been my pride, and there is nothing I can hide from my grandfather.

Now...

Did grandpa really not see clearly?

The young man bit his lip, his face full of stubbornness: "Then the world must be restored to life, the three realms must be re-run, and the immortals and gods must return...Grandpa, there is someone who wants to defy heaven...well..."

Before the young man could say anything, the old man in Tang suit covered his mouth: "Don't talk too much! It's not good for you! You may not be able to see clearly!"

The young man's face was filled with shock.

...

In Kunlun, dozens of people from Yizhen, Baiyunzi, and East and West Kunlun climbed to the top of the mountain and looked up at the sky: "What's going on?"

The color of the world changed. They were like ants. At this moment, they felt that they had no control over their fate.

This feeling is so terrible.

In the Taoist temple, Zhang Qingyun was in a trance, in a trance, and figures were passing by in front of his eyes. Each figure was accompanied by a large number of written standards.

Unfortunately, the speed was so fast that Zhang Qingyun could not see a single word clearly.

This made Zhang Qingyun very curious and depressed: "What are these things?"

"One word can move the world, that's probably it."

Now, everything is out of control, and Zhang Qingyun's expression is a little complicated. He is a little happy, and he is so happy that his words move the world, and his words and actions are invincible.

Similarly, Zhang Qingyun was a little worried: "After everything disappears, will the immortals return? The earth will become the world of immortals again?"

There is some expectation, but also some fear: "I am careless, Pindao is still very weak now."

This approach is just mindless.

"However, there is a challenge only when the immortals return, otherwise it would be too boring."

Practicing alone is too lonely.

"Buzz..."

Suddenly, the scene he saw in the Kunlun Mountains in front of Zhang Qingyun, and the mysterious figures in his heart, were suddenly thrown into the air. In the void, figures with a large number of text labels penetrated into these people's bodies...

"hiss..."

Suddenly, Zhang Qingyun had a splitting headache, his body began to tremble, his heart almost exploded, his head seemed to split, and his body seemed to be inflated and ready to scatter at any moment.

Yin Shen Yang Shen, shaking for a while.

It seemed like it would collapse the next moment.

Zhang Qingyun was horrified: "Is this...backlash?!"

If the words are spoken, can they be fulfilled directly?

Is this going to fail?

"clang..."

The small bell in the sea of ​​​​consciousness rang, and as the small bell was rang, in an instant, the heaven and earth suddenly suddenly disappeared.

A voice came to Zhang Qingyun's ear: "I am weak, and the three realms cannot be shaken. The universe is immutable, and the heaven and earth are lonely."

"The strength is too small and the realm is not enough. If you force reverse reform, the disaster will be like poison... The heaven and earth will be destroyed, what will happen to the way of heaven..."

"puff..."

He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of red blood. Zhang Qingyun's eyes dimmed.
To be continued...