"Is it really Pan?" Wang Teng also gasped. The "Pan" body in his Dantian was resonating, as if it had the same origin as this tall stone statue.
There were actually two lines of blood and tears streaming down Pan Na's majestic face, and there was a look of sadness between his brows.
This makes people feel pity, and they can't help but feel it together.
The broken continent, the strong men from other worlds, all souls on the continent are dead, ushering in unprecedented disasters, and the people are in dire straits.
Even Pan, a taboo figure of a generation, shed tears.
These are heroic tears, extremely contagious. There is a sadness flowing in the air. When the wind blows, it seems like all the spirits are crying. The sound of strong men roaring and fighting is faintly heard. It is a magnificent and powerful poem.
Immortal poetry.
Here back then, countless masters from the mainland fought bloody battles to protect their homeland, and fell within the large crack.
Even though there was no picture, everyone still seemed to have "seen" a corner of the great battle invisibly, and many people were silent for a while.
The bloody humiliation of that year is still vivid in our minds. As a member of the Endless Continent, no one can help but feel angry and sad at the bullying from the outside continent.
That battle caused the entire continent to wither. From then on, let alone the main realm characters, even the ancestral realm masters rarely appeared in the world.
"Alas, the past is like smoke, I can still see it clearly." Emperor Haotian stood on the glacier, his broad ancient dragon robe fluttering in the wind, and his deep eyes muttered to himself, full of endless emotion.
The Age of Bloodshed, with wars everywhere, was a period that was like a nightmare to the Endless Continent.
Endless talented people, like moths to the flame, entered this big crack and were buried here.
The Colorful Goddess and Taoist Priest Qinglian didn't say much, they were both deep in thought, as if they were remembering the scene back then, and their moods were ups and downs.
Boom! Just at this moment, the huge stone statue suddenly "moved", endless stone chips and dust shook down, and a faint light shone through the stone eyes.
, in an instant, a breath that made Heaven tremble burst out, making the entire boundless glacier
Rumble.
Everyone felt a terrifying and indescribable coercion, and almost couldn't help but knelt down.
"This is "Pan", is he about to revive?" Many people shouted in surprise, looking up at the stone statue standing tall on the sky.
Guzhouzi, Shenmenzi, Ximenze, and Huaxiangzi were also frightened.
The eternal taboo, the patron saint of the endless continent, if he didn't die, that would be so exciting.
It's a pity that this feeling went away as quickly as it came. The stone statue only "revived" for a moment, and fell into silence again, motionless, as if nothing had happened.
"When Pan Jiang's divine body was disintegrated, his three souls and seven souls were condensed into a peerless stone statue to suppress the cracks in the sealed space. Could it be that Pan's soul was not truly extinct?"
The eyes of Emperor Haotian, Priest Qinglian, and the colorful goddess are also very blazing.
This matters a lot.
The three of them scanned it with their supreme spiritual thoughts, but found a dead silence inside the stone statue, with no residual soul left.
It was as if it was just a flash in the pan, just a reflection.
"Pan Zhen is extinct and cannot be revived against the odds. In order to cover the retreat of us ancient masters and leave behind the fire, he tried his best." Emperor Haotian sighed softly.
The Colorful Goddess and Taoist Priest Qinglian nodded silently, looking at Pan with a hint of reverence in their eyes.
This is a true leader!
Is Pan really dead? However, in the crowd, Wang Teng frowned. The reason why the stone statue of Pan just "resurrected" was because Pan's body in his body resonated with it.
He has always felt that there is a certain will in Pan's body.
The stone statue is the aggregation of Pan's three souls and seven souls. If the two become one, there may still be a glimmer of hope.
Wang Teng made up his mind that after collecting Pan's body in the future, he must find a way to come and give it a try. If Pan can really reappear against the will of heaven, it will be equivalent to having an extra supreme god to protect the Endless Continent.
, is of great significance.
"Most of the power that Pan left behind back then has disappeared. It won't be long before the cracks will appear again. We don't have much time left." Emperor Haotian stared at the big cracks and said.
The colorful goddess' voice was as beautiful as the sound of nature, and she said: "Before this, a "forbidden creature" must appear in the Endless Continent, otherwise, if people from the Cultivation Continent come again, it will be the end."
"Hey, those guys are about to recover. This is the last chance to become a taboo." Taoist Priest Qinglian chuckled.
Although he is a Taoist priest with an immortal demeanor, there is a supreme fighting spirit in his eyes, and he was obviously once a militant.
The battle between forbidden creatures will be an unprecedented battle!
The Eight Lords of the Heaven, the Seven Lords of the Underworld, the ancient masters of the human world, the ancestor of the Beast Clan, and the Heavenly Demon Emperor of the Demon Clan will all come to the surface to compete for this single supreme spot.
This is the time when all the main characters play chess!
The winner will be blessed with a halo and enter the taboo ranks.
Sure enough, in the next few days, in the South China Sea, various mysterious fairy islands burst out with terrifying auras, and terrifying beings gradually revived and appeared on the earth, shocking
world.
The names of those people are all the most powerful men who were once famous in the South China Sea. They are very old and scary. For example, Taizu, who was famous in the world tens of thousands of years ago on Shenzhang Xiandao, and a man with profound achievements in Tingzhou Xiandao.
The old master, a crack exploded in the tomb of Wuliang Tianzun in Wuliang Palace...
These breaths are like rays of divine light, penetrating the heaven and earth, illuminating the South China Sea, causing many people to be shocked.
The troubled times have officially begun and spread from here in the South China Sea.
On the mainland, the same thing happened not long after. The Eastern Region was vast and the Eastern Royal Family was prosperous. A few years ago, Wang Teng openly robbed marriages and killed many masters of the Eastern Royal Family, but for this self-
For the great race that has been standing since ancient times, it has not been too troublesome. It still entrenches on the land of the Eastern Territory, like a golden giant beast, shaking the world.
Bahuang!
boom!
The majestic palace, with its golden bricks and green tiles, carved beams and painted buildings, is a sight to behold.
Suddenly, a shocking sound of explosion spread violently, and the vast palace collapsed underground, revealing large abyss.
There was no one in the palace for a long time. The important members of the Eastern Royal Family were all walking around the Heavenly Palace. They seemed to have known about this for a long time and didn't care at all. They all looked excited, as if they were waiting for something exciting.
event.
Some old men with white hair and beards even had tears in their eyes and trembling all over. Their cautious looks were seriously inconsistent with their terrifying identities.
