Billion Times Return: Send Out The Waste Pill And Return As Holy Pill!

Chapter 372 Times Change, Another Title Of The Withered World, The Era Of The End Of Law

Runing City.

Su Changge arrived one step ahead.

Standing at the gate of the city, looking at the dark clouds in the sky, like a black cloud covered with a layer of haze, lightning flashes and thunders inside the black clouds, from time to time there are terrible arcs passing by, and there are astonishing rumbling thunderclaps, which are deafening.

"My lord, another catastrophe is about to start..." Lian'er's voice suddenly came from the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Pagoda.

She was once the end of the era, and now she heard the voices from the outside world, she felt something in her heart, and knew that the change of the era was coming.

Su Changge nodded, and said: "Lian'er, this catastrophe is different from the era changes that you started in the past. What we are going to carry out this time is an era change!"

"Era change?" Lian'er was a little confused, not understanding what it was.

Su Changge frowned, not understanding why she didn't understand, but suddenly thought of something, and immediately understood.

I was also informed by the Dark Soul Emperor, so I realized that I was Life in the timeline of Emperor Luo Dashi, and there are many great worlds ahead...

Lian'er doesn't understand, because she is a person from this great world, born and raised here...and everyone in this great world was also born and raised in this great world, so naturally, she is not familiar with the events of the last great world and even the era. I don't understand at all.

The only ones who know about this are the Dark Soul Emperor who has been struggling from many great worlds to the present, and many hermit races who have banned their origin from the last great world, hermits, such as the Nuwa clan.

This group of people is very secretive and has never surfaced.

"Huh? That's not right!" Su Changge suddenly thought of something again, and asked suspiciously, "Then how did Mr. Xu and Sect Leader know?"

He held his forehead and thought for a moment, but he couldn't think of anything.

In the end, it can only be attributed to the ancestors.

"Maybe Mr. Xu's master, or master ancestor, these ancient books left by the previous generations explained it."

Immediately, he told Lian'er about the era.

Knowing that it turned out to be such a terrible catastrophe, Lian'er's eyes became serious for a moment, and said: "Terrible! Could it be that the withering world is the end of the Dharma Era?"

"The Doomsday Era?" Su Changge's eyes moved.

Lianer nodded, and said solemnly: "On the day of the reckoning in the ancient times, I was selected by Heavenly Dao as the end of the era. At that time, I had Heavenly Dao's divine clothes and armor, and I also had a glimpse of Heavenly Dao's will. At that time, in addition to the five mantras of "slaughter, extinction, opening, ending, and creation" in my mind, there were also words such as "the end of the law era, and the power of the gods". Now that you say these things, I suddenly realized that , it seems that after the end of Emperor Luo Great Era, we will enter the Dharma-ending Era!"

"In short, let's improve our strength quickly!" Su Changge frowned, and immediately entered the city without further words.

Along the way, thunderclouds roared overhead.

But when I entered the city, I saw that the whole city was withered and sparsely populated. Many families had already moved away, leaving only empty houses.

"This place is no longer suitable for living." Su Changge glanced at the void and sighed.

The top of the head was dark, covered by thunderclouds, and even the sun could not shine down, only the lightning flashed across the city, flickering and darkening the reflection of the city.

Such a startled, frightening, who would dare to live in this place?

But fortunately, the land will be safe for a while, unlike Void, who can't even fly in the air.

Soon, Su Changge found the stall Mr. Xu mentioned.

This stall was easy to find, because after scanning with divine sense, I found that this stall was the only one in the whole city, and the other stalls that should have left had already left.

However, this stall is also being closed at the moment, and it is ready to leave Runing City.

"Boss, how do you sell the saplings?" Su Changge stepped forward to stop him, looking for the saplings of the thousand-year-old ebony tree, but after looking for a long time, he found no saplings of the thousand-year-old ebony tree. Somewhat disappointed.

The stall owner was a middle-aged farmer. Seeing his disappointment, he couldn't help guessing, "You are also here to buy golden oak saplings, right?"

Golden Oak?

Su Changge's heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that this thing is ebony wood?

Reminiscent of Xu Lao just saying that ordinary people don't know what to buy, and sell the thousand-year-old Golden Crow wood as an ordinary sapling, so it should be this thing, right?

"That's right, but I don't think there are any in your booth, isn't it displayed?" Su Changge asked.

The farmer said with some regret: "What a coincidence, I was in a hurry to close the stall just now, so I sold it to shopkeeper Wang at a low price."

Su Changge frowned, and asked hastily, "Which one is Shopkeeper Wang? Where does he live?"

"It's in the herbal medicine shop in the north of the city. His whole family is packing up and preparing to leave. You..."

Before the farmer finished speaking, he realized that the young man in white was gone, and rushed to the north of the city like a gust of wind.

"Strange, what's so good about the golden oak?" The farmer rubbed his forehead, somewhat puzzled.

At this moment, a light and shadow flashed in front of my eyes, and another cultivator in a yellow robe arrived, and said without panic, "Boss, are you going to close the stall?"

The person who came was none other than Huang Jiulong.

The farmer was taken aback, waved his hands and said, "Yes, they are almost sold out, only the poplar saplings are left."

Huang Jiulong looked down and saw that the remaining seedlings were indeed poplar saplings. He hurriedly asked sideways, "Where are the other saplings?"

"It's already been dealt with at a special price to the shopkeeper of Chengbeiwang." The farmer rubbed his forehead and said.

Huang Jiulong's pupils froze and hurried to the north of the city.