At this moment, the battlefields in the world seemed to be silent for a moment.

The Hun clan and the strong men of the Zhuo clan who were fighting with the Wu clan all felt creepy and felt cold all over their bodies, so they dared not move.

Their faces became frightened, and their souls seemed to be frozen and collapsed.

Even those who were in the same realm where they were fighting with the elders of the Fog Clan felt a terrifying feeling and looked at the gaze in shock.

"Can it be... the old monster from the Mist Clan has woken up..."

"He is still in this world and has not disappeared."

Many people's faces became heavy, and they were extremely shocked. They knew how terrible this existence was at the beginning.

Countless years have passed and have not yet died, so their strength is probably even more unfathomable.

Deep at the end of the fog clan, this creature seemed to sit up from a coffin, slowly swept across the universe and time and space, and instantly gained insight into the major events that are happening now.

"Please help our fog clan to help us fight this disaster."

Countless fog tribe members kowtowed in that direction, full of reverence and fanaticism.

"My fog clan is immortal forever and lasts forever. Not everyone can bully it."

This ancestor of the Mist Clan swept over all the tribe members and spoke coldly, unable to hear the fluctuations of emotions.

It is like sitting high at the end of time, passing on the decree to all spirits, and being high above.

At this moment, all over the fairy civilization heard this sentence.

"I, the fog clan, cannot be bullied!"

All the worlds are shaking, and all the universes are echoing this sentence.

Even if he is already in the realm of Taoism, he still feels frightened and frightened, and his soul light is trembling.

Obviously, the ancestor of the Mist Clan is far more terrifying than them.

It is even possible that after countless years of accumulation, it has reached a level comparable to the Ancestral Dao Realm!

This is simply unimaginable.

Deep in the Eternal Gods’ tribe, Li Motian and other existences were standing in front of an ancient monumental forest, saying something respectfully.

This stele forest is extremely ancient and vicissitudes, and is filled with a rich and heavy atmosphere.

At this moment, when they heard these words, they all looked up in shock and could faintly see a terrifying figure sitting up in the mist and looking down at all spirits.

This is not the true body, it is just the scene reflected by the power that penetrates into every universe and space and time.

"Is this the old guy from the Mist Clan'                                                        �

"I didn't expect that he was still in the fairy civilization. I thought he was no longer in this world. The fog tribe's tribe's tribe's tribe's tribe's tribe seemed to be shattered, but he appeared again..."

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