The voice was extremely sharp, but also extremely cold, as if it had been suppressed for a long time, as if the soul that had been sleeping for a long time was about to wake up and burst out completely!
The cold voice echoed throughout the forest, startling the birds everywhere and running away in all directions. The ground also slowly trembled and began to shake uncontrollably.
The shouts entangled the entire forest, echoing one after another without stopping. In the God Realm, the shouts echoed in the ears, and everyone paused slightly, with a trace of shock and horror in their eyes!
The same is true for the entire evil world and demon world. This voice keeps whirling around, seeming to remind them, but also seems to contain other meanings.
In the three realms, turbulence is taking place, and everything is no longer peaceful...
On the other side, Jun Moye and others who were rushing towards this direction also heard the shouts and their bodies suddenly stopped.
With a sudden feeling in his heart, Jun Moye said coldly: "Xuan Ming, they will come with Qingxin!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the figure disappeared in an instant, turning into a purple light and disappearing in place...
Zhi Ge's figure trembled slightly, his eyes suddenly widened, this voice...
Three thousand green silk threads were fluttering in the wind, and a bloody dress turned into a snow-like white dress in the next second. The skirt was very long, with elegant, noble and lifelike phoenixes and white lotuses on it, constantly fluttering with the strong wind.
A pure crystal-colored light flashed between the eyebrows. The pattern flashed and disappeared so fast that it was impossible to catch it and couldn't see it clearly!
He has a cold and indifferent face and a cold and arrogant temperament. He exudes an elegant and charming aura, cold, arrogant, and sharp. It is like a god descending, and everyone can only kneel down and surrender!
The aura on his body has long since changed, and the power he possesses is also extremely powerful, making people feel terrifying pressure and intimidating everyone present.
It was obvious that she was still Mu Hanyue, but her aura, terrifying power and strength made everyone around her horrified and horrified!
"Who is she?" The black dragon has transformed into a human form, with a hint of shock and horror in its black pupils.
His questions were not answered, and no one answered them for him.
"Brother, the... aura on her body is so terrifying!" A man in red next to Black Dragon said in horror!
"This is not a power that a human should have at all!" Another man in red was equally shocked!
Sheng Wuyou raised his eyes and looked quietly at the white figure in the sky. A trace of worry and complexity flashed deep in his eyes.
She is finally going to wake up, right...
A black halo suddenly appeared in the sky, slowly revealing a slender and tall figure.
The dark pupils stared at the woman in white, her thin lips pursed slightly, and a smile bloomed at the corner of Jishang's lips: "Xiaosha!"
The woman in white in the sky glanced at everyone indifferently, her brows filled with coldness and alienation. There was nothing else but coldness, still coldness.
His eyes shifted to the black figure in front of him, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and a faint smile flashed across the cold and holy pupils: "Lonely Sadness."
Familiar face, familiar expression, familiar breath, familiar tone, everything is so familiar, but I haven’t seen it again in a thousand years...