Under the darkness, fight to cross the heavenly palace.
I saw that the three Supreme Masters, headed by Ruan Jitian, took out a treasure in their hands.
In an instant, a vast battlefield descended. It was like an ancient battlefield, filled with endless killing intent.
The battlefield cover came down, covering the Zhengdu Heavenly Palace and the Supreme Beings who came out of the coffins.
Under the Zhengdu Palace, it seems to be quiet.
Many great emperors understood that they were fighting in that ancient battlefield. Otherwise, if the Supreme Masters fought against each other, the Ancient Plains would be completely destroyed and fragmented.
Nowadays, although the Eo-Plateau is full of cracks and devastation, it has not yet collapsed.
The Netherworld was also affected, but reincarnation was still able to barely keep running.
"I will take charge of the unfinished business!"
"Lord Yingxi, have your injuries healed?"
Zhuo Taikoo stepped into the darkness, and his voice resounded throughout the ancient plains.
Outside the shattered thirty-third heaven, at the end of darkness, the aura of creation of a creature lingers.
"It's just bad luck!"
As the voice rang out, the Lord of Creation seemed to remember something unpleasant, and the aura of Creation became even more astonishing.
"Fallen thoughts? Hahahaha!"
Zhuo Taigu stood proudly among countless broken fragments of heaven and earth.
"What are depraved thoughts? What determines good and evil?"
"Lord Yingxi, I will complete what Gu did not finish back then. Look, who is more like the ancestor who created everything?"
He stepped forward, took action, and fought towards the end of darkness.
boom!
The breath of creation is like ripples, and the thirty-three heavens and countless fragments of heaven and earth are extinguished in an instant.
Even the breath of creation poured into the Ancient Plains. Countless emperors raised their heads and felt the high and unrivaled breath.
The next moment, countless rainbows fell in the darkness, like a world-destroying rain.
Rumble…
The earth of the Archaic Plain is once again riddled with holes.
From that rainbow, there are living beings walking out.
Those are all the contenders in the original outer highest heaven and the thirty-third heaven. They broke through the shackles and descended.
Some ancient wills have also returned from the highest heaven outside the original world. Maybe they have fallen or they may have died.
After transcendence, maybe it is still there.
"Although the Supreme is destroyed, we are immortal." A will came out. No one knew him in this era, but he didn't care.
Walk for the sake of the great road, not for the reputation outside yourself.
"As long as I am here, my hometown will never be destroyed!"
There is also the will to step out, confront those who are fighting for the crossing, and... take action.
boom!
In the ancient plains, the ancient will is fighting against those who are striving for the crossing.
Soon, the Great Emperor also participated, and at this moment, an unprecedented war truly broke out in the Ancient Plains.
All the ancient emperors and great emperors participated in the battlefield.
Life and death are like falling leaves. At this moment, no one is afraid of life and death anymore.
At this moment, there is only one fight.
In the ancestral land outside the territory, the young True Ancestor quietly watched the battle.
"True Ancestor!"
Some followers looked at this tragic battle and seemed to want to take action.
The young man slowly closed his eyes, and the next moment, his eyes trembled, and he saw primitive ancestral artifacts emerging from his body.
There is even a trace of the will of creation in his body, although it is very slight.
Starting from the ancestral land outside the territory, a road leading to the sky goes straight into the endless darkness.
The young True Ancestor slowly turned around and looked at the immortal creatures. These creatures followed him and respected him. Now that the Ancient Plains had reached the end, he could not protect them.
"Today, I, Gu Hong, will clear the way for you all!"
"Send you all, step into the beginningless and endless journey!"
Gu Hong opened his mouth, and countless rainbows erupted from the road to the sky, falling on all the immortal creatures in the ancestral land.
Gu Hong's body trembled, as if he had endured an extreme stress.
"True Ancestor!"
There is an immortal expression that moves and a voice of sadness.
We also want the sorrow and anger of immortal beings to be carried into the rainbow into the road to heaven.
Blood was bleeding from the corner of Gu Hongzhenzu's mouth, and he looked at the avenue.
He has seen the end and what salvation he believes in.
In this ancient plain, he never
Who in this world can do what has not been done since the decaying era, even after the ancient capital has left?
"Teacher, the only thing I can do is protect this glimmer of hope."
"If they were able to survive without beginning or end, the Ancient Plains would have never been destroyed."
"They will inherit your and my will and create a new world."
Gu Hong's voice was hoarse. He was a living being in the ancient plains, a creature from the heavens, an ancient ruins, or even an immortal outside the territory.
Everyone used to win over him, but also used to be hostile to him and hate him.
Gu Hong never cared. When he chose to step into the ancestral land, he already had a choice.
He will try his best to leave the last seed and send it to the beginning and the end.
The great road faded away, and the immortal who was sent to the road to heaven had already followed that road, passed through the broken thirty-third heaven, and entered the unknown.
At the end of the road, a dilapidated temple floated. It was the ancient temple. In the end, it was obtained by Gu Hong and turned into a light boat to fight for the unknown.
Gu Hong didn't know where the ancient temple would eventually stop, or whether it would be submerged in the endless river in the next moment.
But he has tried his best, when all this is done.
Gu Hong slowly sat outside the ancestral land. His aura was fading, and the road to heaven had exhausted too much of his foundation.
He looked at the great battle. Now, in this ancient plain, except for the ancient plain, there was nothing worth worrying about.
Gu Hong slowly took out a leaf from the immortal era, put it to his lips, and softly played the sound from the immortal era.
When the sound reached the end, Gu Hong moved and entered the battlefield.
He escorted the seed away, but he chose to stay in the Ancient Plains.
…
The great tribulation begins, the seventy-ninth day.
Nine out of ten creatures in the entire Archaic Plain were wiped out.
In the high sky outside, the breath of creation is still fluctuating, and the ancient Zhuo is still fighting with the Lord Ying Eclipse.
Fighting for the Heavenly Palace is not yet destroyed. Although the three Supreme Masters Ruan Jitian are strong, the beings who came out of the coffin are not weak either.
The entire Archaean continent has also been fragmented.
Even the underworld suffered
Suffered unprecedented massacre.
Every day, great emperors die in battle, and drops of blood are like long rivers, like waterfalls, flowing from the broken ancient plains into the netherworld.
There are also ancient emperors who became emperors from the river of emperor's blood, and there are also ancient emperors who fell forever in the river of emperor's blood.
As for the great emperors, their bodies continued to fall, and the corpses of the great emperors could no longer be counted.
The great tribulation begins, the one hundred and sixtieth day.
All the ancient will in the highest heaven has been shattered.
Many contenders were also killed, but there were still contenders who continuously broke through the obstacles of the ancient Zhuo and entered the Archaic Plain.
Every contender would have to sacrifice the lives of several great emperors to fight to the death.
More of the people fighting for the crossing were only seriously injured and retreated for the time being. They were not alive or dead.
All the great emperors, at the cost of their lives, only allowed some of the contenders to retreat and heal.
Everyone seems to be struggling at this end, knowing clearly that there is a dead end ahead, but there are still some people who are unwilling to give up.
The great tribulation begins, in the fifth year...
In the Ancient Plains, it has almost turned into a dead silence.
With the great emperor, we can only protect some seeds in a secret place, hoping that in the future, there will be several more great emperors who can fight to the death of a contender.
In the fifth year of the great catastrophe, in the shattered ancient plains.
The original desert has disappeared, and in the gap between the ancient plains and the netherworld, a bead gently shines with mysterious light.
Then, a door to the world slowly opened.
From it, a figure walked out.
He was carrying the aura of a great emperor in the realm of instantaneous destruction. He looked at the ruined and withered world with disbelief in his eyes.
"Is this, above God?"
The man's eyes were shocked. At this moment, a contender appeared and noticed the man's aura.
This transcendent contender took action directly, intending to kill the man.
The man frowned, and then a spear appeared in his palm.
In Taichu Tianzhong, Qin Xuan, who was still in retreat and had not yet left, suddenly opened his eyes.
He looked towards the Ancient Plains and felt the extremely familiar aura.