The Great Demon King

Chapter 301 Heaven and Earth Unite!
Due to the connection between the 5 ancient gods, one ancient god's soul was "illusioned" by the ghost claw, and the remaining ancient gods were naturally unavoidable. .

This is a very clean world, the green fox is sitting on the top of the mountain, surrounded by a sea of ​​clouds, making the mountain look like an isolated island in the sea.

With its back facing the five ancient gods, Qinghu just raised his head and looked at the sky.

There is no sun and no moon in the sky.

This is already above the clouds, so there are no clouds above.

All that can be seen is the dark sky, which is getting lower and lower.

The ancient gods have survived for countless years. Although they are only huddled in the shadows, they are all absolutely strong after all. Is the title of "ancient god" worth nothing?
Their real bodies are all indescribable, and they can cause mental breakdown or even suicide at a glance. It's just that they are old and don't like to show their teeth and claws, so they always show people in the sci-fi style of today's mirror body.

Therefore, they didn't care about the motionless green fox in front of them.

But as time passed, they realized that something was wrong.

The sky is really pressing down little by little. This is not an illusion, but a fact.

This is not a planet, nor a firmament above, nor an atmosphere.

Here, [Heaven] is an entity!

Every time the sky is pressed down, the whole world seems to be oppressed, and the gravity it receives directly increases by a million times.

The five ancient gods persisted for more than ten seconds, and they couldn't stand it anymore.

You know, here, they have no entity, only spirits.

They also understand that this should only be a reproduction of someone's memory scene.

But even so, they couldn't stand it.

This is the first time they have experienced what is called "Tianwei".

There are no terrifying energy storms, no ferocious monsters, no invincible magical weapons, and no so-called true gods who devour the starry sky.

Yes, it's just the sky getting lower and lower, and the pressure of the doomsday.

Under such heavy pressure, they thought they would be knocked out of the sea of ​​clouds and fall to the ground, but the reality was more terrifying than that—the sky was sinking, and the earth was actually rising rapidly!
They could hear the roar of the earth, a passionate, majestic, vigorous, and heavy breath of the earth, climbing upwards without hesitation.

This posture only points to a unique result:
Heaven and earth together!
Heaven and earth collide, and everything ends.

"Is this the end of us?"

"The prophecy of [Wheel of Fortune] is actually fulfilled in this way?"

"It's a pity we don't know anything about where we died."

"After all, it's still a step too late. The time reversal has not started yet, and it's over..."

"Maybe this is fate, we shouldn't struggle."

The thoughts of several ancient gods were all connected together, and they couldn't get rid of this terrible "illusion". They knew that if they died in this "illusion", then they would really die.

Under such a "heaven and earth catastrophe", there is absolutely no luck.

A few ancient gods huddled above the sea of ​​clouds, seeing the green fox on the top of the mountain in the distance, not only did not flinch, but stood up straight, the fox's back was straight.

The ancient gods didn't know who this blue fox was, they just felt a little ashamed—they all resigned themselves to their fate and waited to die, but this little fox stood upright like a pine and cypress against the weight of the sky with.

An ancient god with sharp eyes noticed that there was a big swelling on the blue fox's neck, which was oozing blood continuously.

But the fox didn't listen to it, and stared at it with a pair of winking eyes, standing tall with its head held high.

The sea of ​​clouds seemed to be infected by her momentum, and began to roll violently, like boiling water.

As the sky approached, the sea of ​​clouds boiled to the extreme, and the white mist, waves and clouds were treacherous, and within a few breaths, they condensed into the appearance of countless foxes.

"Hey!"

The green fox raised its head and uttered a long howl. This long howl seemed to involve the wound on the neck. Blood flowed profusely for a while, and the blue fur from the neck down to the abdomen was dyed red.

Following her long howl, huge cloud foxes soared up from the sea of ​​clouds, one, two, three... Tens of thousands of them, obviously just clouds of mist, charged towards the sky, like ten thousand horses galloping, Furious.

It didn't take long for thousands of huge cloud foxes to crash into the dark yellow sky, which shows how far the sky has sunk.

After a deafening roar, the speed at which the sky sank was only slightly slowed down, and then continued to descend.

And the sea of ​​clouds below has disappeared—in order to fight against the sky, Qinghu has condensed and withdrawn all the sea of ​​clouds, leaving nothing left.

The sea of ​​clouds dissipated, and without the cover, the ancient gods could see the landform below clearly.

On the earth, there are bottomless scorched abyss everywhere, as if it has been baptized countless times by the sky-destroying thunder.

Even though the baptism has passed, the ancient gods still felt the lingering aura of destruction from those scorched abysses. The only surviving aura is so terrifying. They estimated that a small thunderstorm in this world is enough to pierce the entire world. The world's earth is crushed into the most basic cosmic particles.

It can be seen from this that the earth below is so tough and thick that it can withstand so many "sky thunders".

The ancient gods felt that even the densest neutron star is nothing more than that, right?
The sky is still sinking, the earth is still rising, the mighty power of the sky and the earth is so unstoppable, even if the blue fox is covered in blood, there is no way to stop it.

She covered the wound on her neck with her paws, covering the big bulging lump, and stood unyielding.

At the last moment, her sharp eyes suddenly became tender, and a sad poem was softly recited in the coughing fox's mouth:

【The evil!I want to stay with you and live forever.

There is no mausoleum in the mountains, the heaven and the earth are united, and they will not be separated from the king! 】

After finishing speaking, the screams continued, and even the sky and the earth dimmed at the same time.

The sky and the earth, in the final big collision, were actually silent.

Perhaps, it is because all the media that can transmit sound have disappeared in the conjunction of heaven and earth.

Or maybe, it's because of sympathy for the eternal affection, that's why the voice is so loud.

The spirits of the five ancient gods, together with everything in the world, were crushed into Sumeru.

This is indeed just a memory, but it is deep enough to obliterate the soul of the ancient god. I don't know if the catastrophe of that day was too terrifying, or the sad regret was too deep-rooted.

………………

Shadowlands.

The souls of the five ancient gods disappeared, and the "time counterflow" they initiated naturally stopped.

As predicted by [Wheel of Fortune], after they saw the third color of this world, the end will come immediately.

With the circle formed by five ancient gods holding hands as the center, this black and white world, like a sketch, is quickly dyed with bright colors.

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, and purple, all of them are missing.

The flowers in the flower garden are no longer black and white, but colorful and colorful.

Amidst the cheers of the Frost Giants, the sky and the earth were clear, the trees were luxuriant, and the dark clouds in the sky turned into colorful clouds.

"Crash!"

There was a sound of cracking shells, and countless spores split open, and mini elves with dragonfly wings drilled out of them, cheering and dancing among the flowers.

Here, it has become a fairy tale world.

Until this moment, Qian Song, who looked like a "choking ghost" surrounded by the corpses of five ancient gods, finally collapsed on the ground as if he had collapsed. A smile appeared on his ferocious face.

He raised his hand and stretched out to the blue sky, as if he was stroking something tenderly.

But there was nothing in the sky.

The huge mirror corpses of 5 ancient gods reflected his body lying on the ground.

Starting from the fingertips, it slowly disintegrated, gradually spread to the whole body, and finally disappeared.

The wind carried the fly ash and floated into the distance.

Along with the breeze blowing past, there was another faint murmur:

"Qing..."

(End of this chapter)