The extraordinary is fading away, the soul of myth leaves the body and officially leaves the old universe!
Dozens of millions of ethnic groups are fighting for the crossing, which is a majestic event. This epic scene can only be seen once in an era.
It is inevitable that some people will fall behind, unable to keep up with the distant mythological center, and will remain in this familiar universe forever.
There was blood and bones on the road, and there were many injuries. Along with the sound of crying, they looked into the deep sky, their faces pale and full of despair.
Wang Xuan had mixed feelings after seeing this scene. He had experienced the final years of mythology and had the most say. Different universes have their own tragedies.
Back then, in the mother universe, the Immortals had no way out of their complete power.
Now, the extraordinary beings in the central universe of the myth are all fighting for survival, although blood and chaos have broken out.
But at least many people are on their way. The extraordinary people who are left behind in the temples and temples will gradually decay and eventually become ordinary, just as Wang Xuan saw and experienced in the past. Birth, old age, illness and death are inevitable.
Wang Xuan once sent away a generation of people, and it is still hard to forget and never want to have such a separation of life and death again.
He took one last look, then rushed into the distance, resolutely leaving this vast universe.
Until he rushed far away, his ears were still echoing with the lamentations and shouts of some extraordinary people, and some people were going crazy.
"Why, this era has come to an end in less than two thousand years. The existence I cursed is not brilliant, and will eventually decay!"
After Wang Xuan heard this, he also thought about why the village was so short.
Looking back on the past, the Age of Gods, the Dynasty of Behemoths, and the Age of True Saints alone, the last era is extremely astonishing, close to 1.05 million years.
As for the shortest period, it was over five thousand years, but it was too short.
"Boom!" The sky shattered and the earth shattered. Lorraine followed him and moved to another place during the crossing, chasing after the extraordinary center.
Wang Xuan's face turned green. In the mythical tide where Dao Yun and extraordinary factors were mixed, a group of supreme spirits did not have time to follow him at the end. The atmosphere was tense and a conflict broke out.
In the last years of the Yuan Dynasty in the past eras, holy death events would occur, accompanied by a great showdown between supreme beings. The migration process in this era was relatively peaceful.
The old wolf said: "I spoke from the bottom of my heart, but you humiliated me like this." Huang Shangxian, the great god of wind and bone, Piao Piao, looked like an angry old god.
They are moving along with the mythological center, but are lagging behind.
"It's just yellow skin, like an ant." The supreme being in Gao Kong's heart spoke coldly and slapped him down.
"Huang Shangbao was really unambiguous. He fought hard with him and unleashed a cloud of chaotic thunder at the enemy. The lightning was thick, boundless, and densely packed, penetrating the sky and the earth."
The two big hands are indeed very strong, and they don't care at all. They are even worse than the True Saint Catastrophe, and are destroyed by endless thunder.
Huang Shanghe had a childlike face. Although he was angry, he became more and more immortal. In the next moment, he fired a hundred and eight thousand thunderbolts even more violently.
Moreover, he let go of the bag and flew out the copper furnace, silver cauldron, treasure vase and other utensils, and also carried the destructive light of lightning, and sacrificed them out.
"How dare the light of fireflies compete with the bright pain?" The owner of the big hand grabbed it downwards.
The rattling copper furnace, silver tripod, treasure vase and other utensils all cracked and exploded, unable to withstand his supreme holy power.
However, it was different this time. The broken artifacts were still bursting with thunder, but this lightning boiled with extraordinary factors of light, covering the big hand and spreading to the arm, covering his whole body.
"The tattered holy method that is painless and oxygen-free is worthy of being used!" This supreme being looked down at Huang Shang and couldn't look down on him, but now he suddenly screamed.
He simply couldn't stand it. The light and mist of thunder made him dizzy. He had the urge to faint. This was thunder with a smell. It didn't act on the physical body at all but directly targeted the soul. That special smell, for those who are not stained by dust,
For a true saint who hangs high above the world, this is simply the most obscene thing.
"Weasel!" The figure in the sky was furious. "Eat me again." Huang Shang was calm, and activated the bag to release dozens of treasures such as various treasure bottles and gourds.
In an instant, that big hand went beyond the speed of light and retracted directly. I really didn't dare to touch this thing.
Even the true saints that Erxun couldn't stand it.
For a moment, he purified himself, but the strong smell lingered, causing the supreme beings around him to avoid it, obviously disgusted.
Especially the two female saints showed undisguised disgust.
"Ah!" With a loud roar, this supreme creature revealed his true form, and he really got mad and couldn't bear it. He turned out to be a huge golden lion.
His name, Mirage, comes from the age of giant beasts. As a result, his body was staggered by a yellow skin. He roared like a lion, which he used to vomit and purify his whole body.
"You are looking for death." The mirage banished all the bottles and jars into the void and blasted at Huang Shang again.
The other party directly faced him with the mouth of the bag and joked: "I still have the old style of bare bag aging. It has been accumulated for several epochs. Over the years, the cumulative fermentation quality has been greatly improved. Please taste it."
There used to be a small group of supreme beings in the sky, but they all ran away, not because they couldn't defeat the old weasel, but because they were afraid of being exposed to bad luck.
The most powerful people at this level are all holy and flawless. No one wants to be overwhelmed by that "old bag of sour gas". They really can't stand that kind of filth.
Even if it is, the mirage lion is very powerful, screams loudly, and runs all the way in the end.
However, this is Lao Huang's special skill. He can lock onto his prey, manifest himself directly on the target, and impact his soul.
Therefore, this bag of forbidden thunderbolts all hit the Mirage Lion's back heart. It was as powerful as him, and it even rushed to the end of deep space without even avoiding it.
"I..., roar!" He was extremely strong, with a thick lion's mane, and looked extremely powerful. However, he staggered and was staggered by an old weasel who had become a saint of mortal beasts.
Huang Shang sighed lightly, "If it were other true saints, they would be knocked down immediately. The mirage is indeed super strong, and it can still sustain it."
Chen Shi was indeed not seriously injured, but he felt the most serious insult in his life. It was the most humiliating and humiliating thing he had ever experienced in his life.
He saw Huang Shang's bag, guessing it should be empty?
He endured the stench wafting between his souls, let out a cry, and couldn't bear it any longer and rushed forward.
However, Lao Huang didn't panic and pulled out another cloth bag from his back. As if he didn't think it was enough, he reached to his back with two hands and pulled out another bag.
"Don't worry, I have enough immortal energy. I have been thinking about it for several epochs. I guarantee that you can achieve the freedom of immortal energy." The old weasel said calmly.
The mirage lion roared, stopped in an instant, moved sideways at high speed with soul steps, and appeared in the deep sky in an instant.
However, no matter how powerful his methods were, the holy magic bloomed and shone brightly, he still fell into the trap and was hit by Lao Huang's old bag of acid gas.
In fact, the mirage has entered into a misunderstanding. Lao Huang's forbidden frost is not lightning wrapped in "immortal energy" at all.
In fact, it is a technique in the spiritual field. Among the people, Huang Shangxian is regarded as a strange beast. His mental power is extraordinary. The holy spirit of Lao Huang is extremely out of the ordinary. He does not have particularly strong combat power, but in certain special fields, it is difficult for all saints to guard against him.
live.
The mirage was so angry that he ate nearly a bag of old gas again and gave up completely. He himself was polluted anyway, so let's just tear off the yellow skin despite the filth!
"Senior!" Huang Shang shouted quickly. If he really wanted to face the mad man, he would definitely stop him.
Mamoru didn't say anything, and punched him. Of course, the huge fist shadow was also materialized, and he didn't want to face the smoking mirage.
The lion's roar shook and brought with it illusions, but he still couldn't block the punch. His nostrils were bleeding from the shock, and the holy light on his body was dimmed. The fur in some parts exploded and blood flowed profusely.
The mirage calmed down and did not dare to step forward again.
"You block this way." Mamoru said. Huang Shanghe, with his hair and childlike face, was like a kind old immortal master. He was standing alone in front of him. He had the potential to block ten thousand people.
It's not that the supreme beings in the sky can't deal with him, but they all despise him. The strong ones among them wouldn't have a hard time killing a weasel saint, but they don't want to be contaminated by the fishy stench.
"With the immortal energy in hand, all evils will be hard to escape." Lao Huang shouted. He alone had an invincible power and temporarily blocked many Taoist saints.
"Little Doyle, a little
It can be solved by deduction." Someone said coldly, even if it is Lao Huang's ultimate trump card, there are strong people in the group who can analyze it and prevent it.
"He should have consulted "You" to directly manifest the attack target, and the spiritual realm can break it with Dao Dharma."
When Huang Shang heard this, his expression suddenly changed. They were indeed a group of old monsters. Some creatures were older than the old saints. Someone had broken his holy law in such a short period of time.
"Huang Pizi is nothing, but Shou is stronger than expected. No one on our side seems to be able to deal with him." Mu Han said.
"It doesn't matter, I happened to invite an old man. He wants to catch up with Shou." Yunfu said. He lost to Shou in Black Peacock Mountain and realized that ordinary Yudao saints were no match for Shou.
Wanting to regain his place, he went to invite someone directly. A mysterious man covered in black robes came from deep space, approached the migrating tide, and then stared at Mamoru.
This is an old man. Although he is shrouded in a black robe of special material and cannot see his true appearance, he gives people a sense of decay, as if he has been around for a long time.
Even Mamoru, after staring at him, his pupils shrank and he remained silent for a moment before saying: "A beast demon in the era of giant beasts?"
"It's not easy for someone to recognize me in the first place." The old man said. As he moved forward, he seemed to be falling into decaying ashes with every step he took, leaving a string of dark footprints in the void.
"Weren't you beaten to death by Ma?" Mamoru asked.
"You don't expose your shortcomings when you scold others. He is still alive, so why can't I come back to life!" Although the beast demon is old and almost rotten, it has a hot temper and always curses people whenever it comes up. It is not like the supreme creature.
In other words, he has gone back to his original nature too much, to the point where mountains are still mountains and water is still water.
"When it comes to asking Ma to take action personally, will he go to another realm?" Huang Shang was shocked. He had gone away with Wu You and others, and knew many secrets. Naturally, he understood what a terrifying existence Ma was. The old saint
The first person of his era.
Especially since the person in front of me is called a beast demon, in the age of giant beasts, he may not be much weaker than the beast chamber.
"The most proud disciples trained by a group of old saints?" The beast demon locked onto the guard, pacing forward forever and silently, like a true spirit from the most ancient times.
Behind him, a series of black footprints appeared in the void.
Mamoru showed a solemn expression. Compared with his calmness and indifference, he was completely in two different states.
Lao Huang knew that Shou might have encountered a formidable enemy!
The True Saint of Yaotian Palace, He Sheng, secretly sighed, a fierce battle was inevitable. A bright holy wheel appeared on his head, and he moved forward, blocking many vaguely silhouetted supreme beings in the sky.
The Lorraine Heavenly Tribulation is very intense and terrifying, but it is still within the scope of the normal Chaos Thunder Tribulation, and the 14-color wonders of the "Natural Disaster" have not yet landed.
In the tide of myths, Wang Xuan has been standing in the mist, staring at the place where he is facing the tribulation in the rear. Ever since he saw a rotten old man in black robe behind him, he felt something was wrong.
With a whooshing sound, he flew up from the sky, with all six realms opened, trying to get close to the 12 great wonder flowers, thus indirectly starting a battle between the supreme beings.
Obviously, the 12 strange flowers that breed high authority are forbidden items, and a handful of supreme beings are not allowed to be accessed by others.
"I seem to be more approachable than last time." Since breaking through the peerless realm, the feeling of repulsion between him and the 12 exotic flowers has suddenly become much weaker.
Wang Xuan first stepped cautiously, and then ran straight forward, rushing forward. At the same time, in the depths of the decaying universe on one side of the migrating mythological tide, the thunder of chaos shocked the world, attracting the attention of a group of supreme beings.
"Another person has passed through the true holy tribulation!" Some of the supreme beings frowned. This is really an idiot. They chose this node to decisively overcome the tribulation."
"It's just a novice trying to escape the tribulation. You can kill it with just a flip of your hand. I'll go over and have a look." Someone said coldly.
"Be careful. If someone comes back, where will they be?" Yun Fu reminded.
"Well, then, let's go over and take a look with the two of them to nip it in the bud." Just as their voice ended on the phone, in the far rear area, there was another person who was going through the True Saint Tribulation.
"It's really quite acceptable and very tolerable.
Ah, it has only been exposed now, let me go and see who this person is!"
For a time, these supreme beings quickly dispersed, and some of the most powerful ones disappeared into the darkness.
Bang!
The 12 extraordinary flowers above the mythical tide suddenly shook, roared violently, and hundreds of millions of rays of holy light fell from the wine.