一念沧海,转眼生死.
万年一瞬,刹那永恒.
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宇宙浩瀚,无数生命在绘制,在扎营.
人类的生死,木材的枯荣,山海的沧桑,星球的生灭,宇宙的变迁,都是无法相提并论的.
彼此之间没有可比性,也没有互相理解的概念.
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浩瀚星空中,无数强大的存在同样在争夺生存的力量,追寻永生之路.
无数星辰,组成了一条星河,而在这星河的虚空中,隐约有一位仙袍飘飘的仙子,永恒存在,飘逸空灵.
她在宇宙间游走,行走,来来回回,因为她的存在,神力散发,这银河系的星光,才明亮璀璨.
随着仙子的威力越来越大,附着的宇宙尘埃也越来越多,慢慢的,这些尘埃凝聚成一团,在仙子的力量下,慢慢幻化成一颗颗星辰,加入银河系,围绕着仙子,缓缓旋转,熠熠生辉.
而这种宇宙尘埃在新的恒星上形成,随着时间的推移,慢慢出现了生命.
生命由此诞生,生命一代又一代地传承下去.
仙女们仍然在宇宙中漫游,不断与其他强大的生物接触,或战斗,或逃跑,或对抗,或结盟.
这一切,依赖仙子而存在的无数星球上的生灵都一无所知.
他（它,他,它）挣扎着生存,挣扎着繁衍,挣扎着战斗,挣扎着传承.
他们不知道,若是有一天,仙子陨落,这整个星系,都会慢慢化为尘埃.
他们不知道,所以他们简单而精于算计,复杂而忧郁.
他们不知道,他们无数代生命的光阴,只不过是在仙子的一次呼吸之间.
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仙女的周围,远近都挤满了和仙女一模一样的生物:西边是一只巨大的狼,东边是一只丑陋的蝎子,南边是一只巨大的熊.
更远处,还有无数奇异而强大的存在.
每一个存在,在它们的周围,都有一片充满生命力的强大星系.
他们互相争斗,互相结盟,互相对抗,互相追杀,互相依附,在这浩瀚宇宙之中,上演着属于他们这些强大存在的生存法则.
一样的弱一样的强!
在更加遥远的宇宙,更加繁盛的星辰,形成了巨大的海洋.
而在繁华星海的边缘,一处星河的光芒已然十分黯淡.
因为,这个星系所依附的存在,已经死亡了.
虚空中,一头巨大狰狞的野兽昂首挺立,一动不动.
这曾是一个强大到无边无际的存在.
头如狮,尾如蝎,颈如蛟,四肢似熊,双翼明暗相间,遮蔽了天空的羽翼.
这是一只强大的飞熊.
他的双眼依旧冷峻的注视着虚空,一只手做出攻击的动作.
他的身体依然闪耀着支撑银河系的力量.
可是,他强大的生命力却消失了.
他已经死了.
但因他的力量而得以生存的星系仍然存在.
星系中的生灵甚至不知道他们所依附的存在,已经消亡了.
而用不了多久,他们脚下的星球也会因为失去了神力,彻底消散成宇宙尘埃.
它们各自仍在热烈地发展.
或争霸,或切磋,或互相争斗,或互相欺骗....
而在距离祂不远处的星空中,有一只巨大的蜈蚣在星空中无尽蔓延,而它的周围,则是一片璀璨的星河.
他的全身散发着奇异的蓝光.
蓝色的光芒不断的侵蚀着飞熊的星河...
显然,这只蜈蚣,就是击杀飞熊的对手.
而他的神光,正是在击杀对手之后,完成最后的掠夺.
飞雄静静地站立着.
等待消失.
等待被蜈蚣彻底吃掉.
或者等待被新的神所取代,或者被超越.
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飞熊星系,其中一颗资源星上.
地星!
两大势力,已经争斗了万年之久.
一方认为,善念是根本,一切众生都有善念,只要以善念为引导,天下必定太平,世界必定会越来越好.
一方认为,恶念是永恒的,一切生物生来就带有恶念,弱者才是最强的,小草依然会发育出自己的树冠和根系,挤压其他草木的生存空间,更别说生物了.
人间就是一个大战场,到底谁比谁更高贵?
蝼蛄还是贪生怕死的,生灵无时无刻不在争斗杀戮,这世上谁不屠戮无数生灵?这世上谁不屠戮无数人?
从此,形成了两大阵营.
他们各自的立场和信念都极其坚定.
善与恶并不是同一枚硬币的两面.
好的一面则有利于统治和维护社会秩序.
于是善良的一方,逐渐形成了大陆上的统治力量,而邪恶的一方,却也从未消失.并且也有庞大的势力存在,并渗透到整个大陆的任何产业.
一边是正统,一边是敌对,自然而然的成了天敌.
一方视对方为心中大敌,一方视对方为生死仇敌,无数年过去,两大阵营针锋相对,殊死搏斗.
可是不知道什么时候起,邪恶一方改变了信仰,开始信仰天蜈蚣神了.
而战斗的平衡,也从这一刻起逐渐开始慢慢倾斜...
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一座年久失修的寺庙.
这里供奉着一尊无法称之为神的神像.
仿佛是一头滔天凶兽的模样.
其头如狮,尾如蝎,颈如龙,四肢如熊,有两只翅膀.
听老者口中说道,这就是上古飞熊神.
没人知道飞熊神到底做了什么,在所有的传说中,存在着无数的神祇,却从来没听说过飞熊神做过什么事情.
所以飞熊神的香火也是惨淡到了极点.
如今飞熊神的翅膀已经全部折断,尾巴也被多次折断,只剩下屁股后面的一个疙瘩.
上肢前爪一只全部折断,耳朵也没了.
眼睛全部被一个人挖掉了.
大雨倾盆而下.
七个人躲在这座破旧的寺庙里躲避大雨.
寺庙年久失修,外面下着大雨,里面也下了不小的雨,但至少,他们能腾出一点干净的空间.
然后用衣服或者东西遮盖起来,足以生存.
雨水从七人的身上,背上流淌而下,融入水流之中,带着鲜艳的赤红之色.
七人均受重伤.
难怪他们挤在这座小庙里,这么大的雨,这么严重的伤,在倾盆大雨中奔跑,只怕是走不了多久就会死掉.
气氛十分严肃.
"这次的任务,搞得我心里堵得慌,真想将我这只正教的那帮混蛋全部剁碎..."
一人叹息一声,打破了沉默,"十七万人!两座小镇,连武者与普通百姓,竟然一个都没有活下来.看到满地的尸体,我当场就崩溃了."
其他人都沉默了.
但一股压抑的气氛,却在无声无息地蔓延.
良久,才有人哑然开口:"我们唯有正教会做过很多伤天害理的事情,光是亲眼所见的屠杀之后的情形,就已经发生过四次了.还有那些我们只听说过的流血事件,流血事件很多;但多闻天王正教会存在了几万年,却一直没能铲除它们."
"这次据说我们的卧底被他们发现了,所以才屠戮村庄和城镇以泄愤示威.哎...该死!卧底被发现跟普通人有什么关系?只有我东正教这些家伙真是惨无人道!"
"哎,哪一次他们发现了我们的卧底,没有屠杀村庄,城镇,平民?"其他几人叹息道.
"这就是他们的策略,揪出一个卧底,这个卧底的家乡,必然夷为平地,若没有家乡的那种,会肆意屠杀两座城镇,作为对我们的一种震慑,可哪里还会在乎什么无辜?他们唯一在乎的是,他们自己有没有受到威胁.为此,他们就算杀了全世界,也无所谓了."
"可惜,不能碰他们的总部,不然的话...哎!"
一声叹息,众人的情绪都低落了下来.
独我正教的总部,无人可以触及,守护者那边也不知道牺牲了多少高手,付出了多少年的努力,却始终没有效果.
而现在随着独我道宗的实力越来越大,这个希望,也越来越渺茫了.
这句话一出,便无人说话,气氛压抑得如同天空乌云密布一般.
几声叹息.
沉闷又令人沮丧.
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Ryoga seemed to be deliberately breaking this difficult atmosphere.
"Boss, after this mission, you can rest for a period of time, right ... I'm in a lot of pain here."
One of them covered his chest and said, "I want to take a vacation."
"Heh ... single dog, do you want to take a vacation? You want to go back to your blind date, right? I heard that the family sent you a letter the other day?"
The oldest sneered, "Oldest four, don't hold too many illusions about life, maybe your blind date is as fat as a pig, as stupid as a donkey, as short as a jar, and as ugly as you."
The other five people suddenly had a twitch.
Laughing, but the laugh induced wounds and painful convulsions.
"Boss you this mouth, really worthy of your nickname, drunken swordsman ah!"
The oldest collapsed in a flash, his eyebrows grimacing, wailing, "I damn well want to take a vacation, as far as you're concerned, you curse me with such a poisonous mouth?"
The oldest leaned against the crotch of the idol's pants, his head resting on the idol's crotch, his upper body touched a penetrating wound on his right chest.
"Oldest, you have to wake up, life isn't only about ugly women on distant blind dates, the most crucial thing is also the mettle in front of you."
He tried his best to stabilize his breathing, sprinkling the medicinal powder into his wound over and over again, and lazily said, "Now that we're not yet free from the pursuit of the Only Me Orthodox Sect, don't think about such beautiful things as blind dates for now. Wait until we actually go back."
"But after you said that I instantly don't want to go back."
Old Four said mournfully.
"Don't think too badly, maybe it's really a woman." The oldest closed his eyes and blessed.
But once those words came out, Oldest didn't even want to say anything.
I'm a male, what am I looking for if I'm not looking for a female for a daughter-in-law? What do you mean by 'maybe it really is a female'? This sentence is simply a sin.
"I'm also going to take a vacation this trip back, my daughter-in-law was born two months ago and I still haven't seen it." Old Seven had a tender face.
The others instantly had an auntie smile on their faces, "Do you need our help with a name?"
"Thank you, no need." Old Seven had a face of respect and gratitude.
Obviously knowing that these guys couldn't spit ivory out of a dog's mouth.
The Boss didn't joke this time, closed his eyes for a moment of silence, and softly said, "Don't forget to bring my gift back to Nui Nui."
"Yes." Old Seven nodded slowly.
"And don't forget ours as well."
"But this trip back, our ninth squad will show our faces, at least it's not a problem to level up, right?" Old Five had a reverie face.
"Shouldn't be too much of a problem, there's enough merit badges. Over a hundred."
Old Two carefully calculated and said, "It's possible to become a Gold Medal Guardian. However, it's a gold medal for the whole team, our individual merit badges are only enough for the boss to get a gold medal, and the few of us can only get a silver medal. On average, each of us still has to do three to four hundred merit badges before it's enough, but it's not far off."
"A gold medal would be satisfying. Many of the Zun Shi levels are usually at the gold medal level. We're only at the Emperor level, and we still don't know how to be satisfied?"
Several people were satisfied.
"Wouldn't the Boss be able to call himself a Gold Medal Drunken Sword in the future?"
Old Five had a sudden thought.
Several others burst out laughing, "Yes, officially recognized, Gold Medal Drunken Sword Fang Zhi."
Boss Fang Zhi rolled his eyes, moved his body, and said, "Hey, this Flying Bear God's bottom is pushing against me so hard, did the statue of the god mold that as well? I can't move right now, who's going to help me mess with it?"
"Boss, this is not good, it's hard to get soft."
The oldest four winded up with a cool sentence.
Still, he stood up and wanted to help the boss move it.
Just at this moment.
A sharp wind sound came from the air.
Then, with a boom, it seemed that two powerful existences, fought once in mid-air, and the entire earth, trembled.
The seven people's butts were simultaneously shaken off the ground and down again. Facing each other, they looked confused, as well as terrified.
Pfft!
Fang Zhi's buttocks happened to land on the protrusion underneath the statue of the god again, and in an instant, he was as good as dead with his mouth open, both eyes bulging angrily, unable to make a sound.
A face waxed yellow and false sweat oozed out the size of soybeans.
"What the hell is this ghost!"
He reached out to touch it.
Yet it seemed to be a piece of iron?
With all his might, he took it out from under his ass and was about to let out a sigh of relief.
But then he heard a brush sound.
A silhouette fell from the sky.
A gun, under the reflection of thunder and lightning, emitted a white color.
It seemed to be made of white bones.
The seven people were shocked at the same time, and their hearts were like falling into an ice cave.
Such a gun, under the heavens, was the only one of its kind.
"Cloud Armament Spectrum, White Bone Dream Shattering Gun!"
How could it be such a powerful existence?
Chasing after us?
Isn't this a fucking killing of a chicken with a slaughtering knife?
At the same time that the silhouette in front of the temple fell, the torrential rain that filled the sky seemed to have stopped in an instant, and within a hundred feet of the square where that person had fallen, not a single drop of rain was left.
However, it was clear that it was still raining heavily in the distance, and the raindrops were all connected into lines.
That person was thin and tall, but standing in the roiling rain, it was as if he was holding up the entire rainy sky.
The space behind him seemed to have turned into darkness. He alone, blocked all the light!
With his hand on the White Bone Gun, he looked up and saw the expressions in the eyes of the seven people at a glance.
In an instant, he was able to distinguish that they were enemies and not friends.
"Die!"
The tip of the gun popped up and stabbed out in an instant.
A gun with seven kills.
Seven light shadows flew out like meteors.
All seven were already heavily injured, and were simply unable to dodge.
What's more, the realm of the visitor was far above the crowd, and although it was just a casual strike, even if the crowd was not injured in their heyday, they would still be unable to block it!
The gap was too great!
A sigh of relief.
With a few sighs of relief.
The tattered body of Boss Fang Zhi, who had a large hole in his chest, suddenly flew up from the idol. The reaction at this moment was already instinctive.
He opened his arms and rushed into the shadow of the gun like a moth to a flame.
In his hand, he was still grasping the piece of iron that was stained with his own blood.
It was the one he had just gouged off the idol.
But it was already the only weapon Fang Zhi had the time to take out in his haste now relying on instinct.
There was a sound.
It was subtle.
Blood and light collapsed.
"Boss!"
The six men roared in unison, grieving to the extreme.
Fang Zhi's body instantly and abruptly dispersed into blood-colored fragments in the shadow of the gun, surprisingly too late to leave a single word of last words.
However, he blocked all the attacks.
Because, the very moment he gave up his body, a blade awn, fell from the sky.
The blade awn shone even brighter than lightning.
It intercepted the opponent's gun.
It also intercepted Fang Zhi's chest position.
The blade aura and the tip of the gun collided in Fang Zhi's chest, but this was, after all, the White Bone Shattered Dream Gun. Even this blade could only intercept the opponent's subsequent attack, but could not do anything to save Fang Zhi.
The light of the blade shone brightly, giving one's heart a sudden peculiar feeling, as if this blade had severed all the bonds in the world.
From then on the heart was empty.
The knife and gun intersected, bursting out a ball of unprecedented energy light, only reflecting people's eyebrows are blue!
And the light never dissipated!
Fang Zhi's entire body turned into blood-colored fragments and crumbled away, seemingly covering the light with a layer of bright red circles.
This is not the kind of light that can be emitted from a clash of swords and guns.
Both the knife-wielder and the gun-wielder had a look of surprise in their eyes.
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The boss's life had only resisted the other party for less than a second.
But it was that amount of time that was enough.
A thin figure, white as snow, spotless in the pouring rainstorm, landed in the broken temple.
The back shadow, seemed to carry a few moments of despondency.
Holding a long knife in his hand, the light of the knife was like snow.
"Duan Xiyang, your opponent is me!"
Cloud Armament Spectrum, Dream Beyond Chopping Love Knife.
Another legend arrived.
The two of them faced each other, darkness filled the sky behind one person, and the world remained the same behind one person, just like light and darkness, existing at the same time, clearly separated and equally divided.
This feeling made people's hearts weird to the extreme.
But the six people were too late to be shocked.
Their hearts had long been filled with grief, and in their jelous eyes, there was only the boss's body that was torn apart in the shadow of the other party's gun.
"Boss ah ..."
The six of them only felt their hearts shattering in pieces.
Raising their eyes, they looked at the gun-wielder with red eyes.
White Bone Shattered Dream Gun, Duan Xiyang!
They were going to memorize this face of this man to death.
In the space where the knives and guns met, that ball of light surprisingly still existed, and, at this very instant, the light steeply blazed.
The knife and gun duo simultaneously revealed a shocked expression.
At the same time, they retreated.
Then, that mass of light steeply rushed into the sky, breaking through the rain curtain, breaking through the void, and instantly disappearing.
A bolt of lightning split the long sky.
A shocking thunder rang out, and the mountains and rivers trembled.
"A vision? Soul Snatching?!"
The two of them, the Dream Shattering Lance and the Love Severing Blade, simultaneously had their bodies shaken for a moment, and then, made an identical move.
Divine Sense swept.
However, no shattered soul power was sensed.
It seemed that in this place, no one had died.
The only thing was at the tip of the Shattered Dream Gun, there was a little trace of it, and at this moment, it was also rapidly dissipating.
Both of them reached out at the same time, their fingers pointing towards the tip of the gun.
The slightest sensation had dissipated.
The Soul Shattering Blade frowned: "You chopped off his original self?"
The Soul Shattering Gun frowned: "Insufficient ego!"
Both men's faces changed at the same time.
"Who is this person?"
Almost at the same time, the two asked towards the six people.
Immediately afterward, the Soul Severing Blade turned its head without hesitation, raining thousands of blades towards the Dream Shattering Gun like a wild wind.
The blades coalesced into an overwhelming curtain of light.
"Go!"
While he himself was a whirling body, the whirlwind suddenly rose up to roll up the bodies of the six people, and with a swoosh, he transformed into a rapid stream of light in the air.
Instantly disappearing into the sky.
With a loud bang.
The White Bone Gun Duan Xiyang rode the boundless darkness to rush up to the end of the white clouds, looking at the light in the distance that was already too far away to chase, his eyes flickering.
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"Cha!"
"He's definitely not dead!"
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For quite a while thereafter, both sides of the entire continent began all sorts of secret lineups.
soul visions!
This side treated Fang Zhi as the future hope of the Chosen Son, while the other side treated Fang Zhi as a thorn in their flesh and future enemy.
Years of searching without any results.
But there were always people trying.
It was only after a hundred years that they finally gave up. At least on the surface, there was no longer a separate request each year.
Whether or not there were still people checking in the dark was unknown.
The six brothers of Fang Zhi, however, had never forgotten and had always been searching in secret.
They never gave up, year after year, constantly searching, in their own way.
They firmly believed that the boss was still alive!
Time passed.
One hundred years, two hundred years, five hundred years passed ...
After all, it was not found.
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