Chapter 487: Thorns and Curses
After paying a heavy price in the Three Realms, Guanghai finally disappeared.
The monsters of light and sea were hissing and turned back into flames, and the fire was dimmed and turned into ashes and flew everywhere.
The heat wave subsided and the earth was silent.
People couldn't believe their eyes at first, and then cheers came one after another, and the crowd boiled like boiling water.
After the disaster, everyone celebrated ecstatically and even shed tears with a smile.
"it's over!"
"The catastrophe is over!"
All living beings in the mortal world were excited and danced with joy.
Even the mountain god and the land emerged from the ground, stretched their wrinkles, and smiled on their faces.
"We won."
"We have successfully overcome the tribulation!"
In the Heavenly Palace, the remaining immortals looked at the sky with joy.
Emperor Qinghua and Gou Chen returned and looked back at the sky with everyone.
Soon, Ao Luan fell down with Sun Wukong in his arms.
The immortals immediately surrounded him: "Is the Emperor of Heaven okay?"
"It's okay, just give him a rest."
Ao Luan hugged Sun Wukong tightly.
The immortals breathed a sigh of relief and then began to cheer.
The catastrophe is over and they are victorious!
“It’s not easy.”
The barefoot immortal laughed: "This damn catastrophe is finally over!"
"It's a pity that everyone is dead."
Official Wang Ling was a little sad.
"Don't worry."
Shangqing stroked his long beard and said, "When the Emperor of Heaven wakes up, they will be resurrected."
“That’s right.”
The immortals celebrated again, but Yuqing was silent.
"What's wrong?"
The Supreme Lord asked him.
“The ground is not right.”
Yuqing overlooks the earth: "Maybe it's not over yet."
The immortals looked at the ground and saw the earth covered in white, and were stunned for a moment.
"What is that?"
After the sea of light disappeared, ashes flew everywhere.
The immortals thought that those were just ordinary ashes, but at some point they turned into crystal clear snowflakes.
Snowflakes floated towards the four continents.
"come over!"
The Shangqing waved the whisk and rolled some snowflakes and fell on his hands.
But as soon as it touched the palm of the palm, the pagan felt the chill spread rapidly in the hands, as if it was about to freeze.
He sprinkled the snowflakes.
Snowflakes fell on the ground, the cold air spread, and soon the ground was frozen into ice, which could help people.
Then, an even more amazing scene appeared, and white thorns grew on the smooth ice surface.
These thorns are covered with sharp spikes, which is daunting.
"How could it be..."
The immortals were shocked.
Snowflakes can actually turn into thorns and can also take root in the Heavenly Palace.
"Where did this thing come from?"
"This is a curse."
A voice came from the sky: "The death of the Buddhist beads brought curses to the three realms."
The immortals looked up at the sky, and two rays of light flew down.
It was the Jade Emperor and the Buddha. They returned from Chaos with bruises and wounds, but they finally remained the same.
"Your Majesty, Buddha, thank God, you are safe."
The Grand Lord welcomed him.
"Um."
The two heavenly priests nodded.
"what happens?"
The Supreme Lord felt that the Jade Emperor and the Buddha looked solemn. The great catastrophe had ended. Why were the two so worried?
"The Buddhist beads have not completely disappeared."
The two answered.
They thought it would be good to destroy the immortal soul of the Buddhist bead, but it left a core in that blood-colored space.
The dark core lies in the blood-colored space, gushing endless magic power, and circles of curses rippled like ripples.
The curse spread to the three realms, turning the ashes of the sea of light into thorns.
"You guys go and investigate."
The Jade Emperor sighed.
The immortals realized that the situation was urgent and immediately took the order. Some went to Chaos, some went to the Three Realms, and each divided the labor and investigated them.
On the ground, mortals gradually discovered that the sea of light had just turned into cold thorns.
People's laughter and joy disappeared.
One day later, the bone-breaking cold swept across the earth, and there were more and more thorns.
They spread on the earth with the cold wind, densely packed, all over the mountains and fields. Wherever the wind and snow go, plants wither and only thorns are left.
No matter how many times people cut off these thorns, they will grow again when the cold wind blows.
These are infinite regeneration thorns, and they are accompanied by endless coldness and panic.
Soon, the towns were covered with sharp thorns.
The weather is cold and the road is cut off. The sudden change in the world of heaven and earth brings everyone back to the nightmare of the great disaster.
The immortals investigated the results in the sky.
"The blood-colored space is wrapped in a black ball, and it will explode without long."
The Emperor Taishang said: "The energy of its explosion is enough to destroy the three realms."
The will of the Buddhist beads has disappeared, and the core of the blood-colored space collapses rapidly, releasing huge energy, and this energy can collapse exponentially, and a terrifying explosion will soon occur.
In the deduction, the Taishang Laojun saw the destruction of stars, and the huge light and heat shattered the three realms, and no one could stop them, including him.
"These thorns are nothing but affected by their fluctuations and cannot be considered a real curse."
The Grand Master made the final judgment: "The great disaster has not been overcome yet."
The shadow of destruction once again enveloped this world.
On the earth, countless thorns covered the city.
In the Chaos Realm, in the huge and terrifying blood-colored space, the core of the Buddhist beads is exploding in a violent fission.
This explosion will be greater than all previous shocks.
The Three Realms have just suffered heavy damage and suffered heavy casualties. There is no way to fight it.
Everyone was in panic.
Chapter completed!