The first wrench in the last days

Chapter 213 Mu Xuan died?

Mu Xuan couldn't calm down at this moment, his eyes showed complicated emotions, and for the first time he knew why he was fighting.

Even though he was reborn on this planet, he still didn't have such strong feelings. For him, he had always been just a passerby. Deep in his heart, he knew that he would definitely return to his own world, to the earth under the blue starry sky.

Even if he wanted to help people in this world, he didn't really try his best, but when he saw the scene in the future, everything changed.

He needs strength, and needs power beyond that of a saint to protect the earth, but Mu Xuan's strength will never be enough, and he cannot compare with those truly well-established holy sons of the great religion and the princes of the dynasty.

They have resources that are unimaginable to you, and for the resources you have, you can only grab them and fight for them step by step.

The painstaking effort put into this process is even out of proportion to the result. Mu Xuan is already tired of this sense of powerlessness, and all powerlessness is caused by the lack of strength of the parties involved.

The young man pointed to Mu Xuan and said, "Your body has already formed and needs a holy medicine, but you need to take this holy medicine."

Mu Xuan looked at the young man with a firm expression, and pointed in a direction. There were only clouds and mist, and the smoke and dust filled the void. Drops of strange-colored water were floating in the air. The starry sky was so peaceful, like a forbidden zone of life. Then he told Mu Xuan, go to that place to get the medicine.

"Go to the very center, just keep walking." The young man was mysterious, and he didn't want to reveal more, but told Mu Xuan to go alone and not to stay.

Listening to his words, Mu Xuan looked at a giant beast that suddenly appeared on the restricted area, feeling a little frightened. Mu Xuan was sent into the mist by him, and then faced the strange beast above the restricted area.

The alien beast spits out void storms. This is a space alien beast that specifically wanders in the turbulence of the void. The teeth are so sharp that they can even bite the space into pieces and then swallow it, forming a large black hole.

Mu Xuan approached the mist, touched it with his hand, but there was no response, and then continued to approach, the mist still did not respond, like a pool of stagnant water, Mu Xuan felt relieved.

Stepping in, there was no abnormality in his body, so he obeyed the words of the young saint, and walked without stopping at a step. The fog in front of him was so thick that he couldn't tell which direction he was walking at all.

The battle outside seemed to stop abruptly, and there was no sound. Mu Xuan took one step after another, and a drop of sweat slowly appeared on his forehead. There was nothing wrong with the appearance of sweat. is already very strong.

But Mu Xuan didn't think much about it and walked a few more steps. A trace of silver hair flew from beside him and floated randomly in front of him. When Mu Xuan looked at it, his hair was no longer black and shiny. At this moment, he looked like a man with silver hair. The old man has wrinkles on his skin and is losing moisture.

This is getting older. The law of life in the body has been silent. It seems to be suppressed, and the power is also being drained. It is like experiencing the five declines of heaven and man. Mu Xuan's heart trembles at this moment, and he is actually afraid that he will become ugly because of it. This frightened him. It turned out that what he feared most was not death, but caring about this skin.

If he hadn't experienced this moment, maybe he would never know the crack in his Dao heart. Everyone would care about things. The more he cares, the more he doesn't care, the more he is afraid of losing, the easier it is to lose.

People will die, and beauty will wither and grow old. No one can stay young forever. Thinking of this, Mu Xuan stopped and took that difficult step again. When he took another step, his face was already indifferent, and he couldn't see His inner thoughts.

Everything became calm, seeing through life and death was not so easy, but he chose to believe in that saint, feeling every inch of death in his body, no one would be at peace, the same was true for Mu Xuan, but he could suppress the fear in his heart , shifting his attitude towards life and death to the corner of the future, he understood what he should do.

Taking that step is like an old woman in her dying years, covered with dirt, and the dirty breath emanating from her body, it is the breath of death, the older you go, the older you are, the more determined you are to continue go on.

In his eyes, there is no regret for a moment, and everything needs to be paid. If he wants to go back and reshape, it is not so easy, and he will inevitably encounter a catastrophe.

The power of white mist is not the law of death, it is like the acceleration of time, accelerating the life span of your body, just like experiencing the five declines of heaven and man. The five declines of heaven and man have always been a nightmare for cultivators. Once encountered, unless there is a holy medicine level medicine, otherwise they will die.

Mu Xuan was steadfast, walking with difficulty, even his eyes were cloudy at the back, and his dry face was very haggard, like an old man in his dying years, with his waist bent, and his bones would be loose even at his age. The bones of the whole body are about to fall apart.

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Mu Xuan staggered, accidentally hooked the toe of one foot to the heel of the other foot, and carried it down, all the bones in his body were broken, and the crackling sound of bones could even be heard.

If a child or adult falls down, there will naturally be no big problem, but for an old man, falling down means losing half of his life. Mu Xuan's internal organs were deeply penetrated by broken bones, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out from his mouth. Mixed with offal.

With a trembling hand like a deep fog, when he was about to lose consciousness: "Are you going to die? It's okay, I don't have to face it anymore. Sure enough, I'm still so cowardly."

Just when Mu Xuan gave up, a picture flashed in his mind, that picture was the bits and pieces of his life, with a little happy time, that scene made him sweet to the bottom of his heart.

The consciousness of survival struggled and germinated. Although Xiaojin merged into his body, he couldn't help him. Xiaojin's body had already turned into a dry branch, unable to transmit any power. Experience the five declines of heaven and man.

A few seconds later, Mu Xuan's fingers trembled, and he tapped the ground. A stubborn and bent figure was lifted up with difficulty, his will and spirit were weak to the limit, his eyes showed no expression, and all his strength dissipated, just like Sangong.

The struggling shadow was bent and his waist was trembling as he took that step, but his leg bones were like completely rotten dry branches. With just a little force, he could hear the bones breaking with the help of gravity.

The breath of life in his body almost disappeared completely, leaving only a decayed mummy that has gone through thousands of years, even if the wind blows, it will turn into dust and float with the wind.

(End of this chapter)