Master of Great Calamity Chapter 892: It’s the first generation’s turn
At this moment, Tianyuan suddenly became cloudy and windy.
Looking from a distance, I saw that over the battlefield, there was an infinite dark magic breath surging, like a deep night, and like a giant entrenched in the sky, overlooking the world. The beast contained the roar of countless dark demon breaths, and it was also mixed with the panic and angry roars of the three supreme **** emperors. They felt the terrible, desperate struggle, roar, and tumbling dark demon breath roaring. The Quartet rushed to nine days, and then he was extremely heavy and suppressed the ground below.
That kind of momentum cannot be described in words.
Looking at that terrible power, everyone can only feel one kind of feeling!
Desperate!
Because that power almost surpasses human imagination, it seems that humans can resist it.
But when the dark cloud was squeezed down towards the earth, suddenly there were a few dazzling to the extreme brilliance from above the earth, and the meteors also seemed to go up against the sky, actively facing the endless magic power. The dark clouds of greeted him. Compared with the power of the dark clouds, their brilliance seemed a bit thin, but they contained shocking power!
Boom!
Those Guanghua crashed into the black clouds, and there were earth-shattering sounds.
It is as if the world is cracking apart. From the turbulence, you can see several figures looming, their figures wandering, their magical powers are dazzling, they tore the thick dark cloud, and captures someone in the dark cloud. These existences, use supreme magical powers to suppress them.
The tyrannical and boundless air currents rolled from one end of the sky to the other.
The dazzling light of magical powers illuminates the land of 100,000 miles, like a scorching sun.
In this instant, everyone turned their heads, unable to look directly at the light.
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Far and near, I don’t know how many monks raised their heads, staring at this scene in a daze.
At the northern end of this battlefield, Mr. Tianji raised his face, his eyes were blind, only blood stains were left.
Above the South China Sea, the giant tortoise trembles, and the rivers of heaven, earth and earth have set off waves.
On a certain mountain peak, the white cat seemed to think of something, and kept roaring, his voice was sharp, like a ghost crying.
Daozi of Donghuangshan carried his hands on his back, quietly looking at the horizon, his palms in his sleeves shaking.
His Royal Highness Li Taiyi, the former Prince of the Nineth Heavens, slowly lowered his head, without saying a word for a long time.
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For a long time, it took a long time for the world to become quiet.
When I looked up again, I saw that the dark cloud covering the Tianyuan earth disappeared.
It was replaced by a sunny day.
Only on the ground, a thick black fog appeared, as if it was rolled over by some kind of force and pinned in one place.
Between the world and the earth, it is completely new, as if nothing has existed.
There is only a broken mountain and river, the traces are as new, recording what happened here.
In the middle of the air, Fang Yuan slowly stood up, and the breeze blew him into a green robe, making him hunt and hunt. It seemed that he was also a little bit depressed at this time, and he did not know how many injuries he had. He had a **** robe, and his hair was messy, but he was still standing on this battlefield after all. He watched the dark clouds disperse and the sun shone back into the world, watching the smoke disappear, suddenly his eyes were a little sour.
It took a long time before he slowly walked down from the sky and walked through this fragmented battlefield.
He picked up a broken silver knife with the seal of the big thunder platform on it, picked up a burnt whisk with only one handle, picked up a cracked vermilion pen, and Picked up a fragment of the pill furnace, picked up the iron ruler with only a small piece of iron, and then continued to move forward, slowly picking up a remnant sword, a Nine Dragon Seal, and a silver gun. , A dragon head cane, a hammer… He put them away one by one, carefully putting them away, for fear of pulling down one of them.
Until the end, he walked to the edge of the northern part of the battlefield here, and saw an old man with bleeding eyes. His figure was already stiff, and the brush in his hand was still held in the air. On the scroll below, the pen and ink were as new and splashing. Yin Hong, the matter is not finished yet.
Fang Yuan took the brush and wrote the result on the scroll for the old man:
“Ten emperors are extinct, twelve elders… perish!”
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After finishing this, Fang Yuan slowly raised his head and looked up at the sky.
The sky is endless, out of reach.
But from the endless sky, Fang Yuan seemed to be able to feel some unknown existence, looking at the world.
And then sweeping in all directions, I don’t know how many Demon Breath Lakes are boiling.
There are countless dark magic puppets who have reincarnated and returned, trying to make chaos.
External worries and internal troubles, the world is caught in the middle, and it is as fragile as colored glass.
But inexplicably, Fang Yuan had a thought in his mind as he watched this endless event.
This thought made him feel so taken for granted!
“The world will never die!”
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There are some undercurrents and tides surging in my heart, rolling and rolling endlessly.
He traversed this battlefield straight and walked towards the east. He didn’t fly in the air, but walked on his feet like this. The laws of heaven and earth are all gathered by his side. After that, the surrounding scenery was like a glimpse of light, and it was as real as illusion, with some unreality, and he was in the gap between the world and the earth, only wearing a blue robe, the color as old!
Finally, he reached a high mountain, which was a strange mountain on the border of Zhongzhou. There were layers of mist on the mountainside, and birds and birds flew in the forest. The western setting sun had sunk and was about to fall below the horizon. , All dyed a slight red.
A white cat got out of the diagonal sting and jumped on his shoulder.
Fang Yuan stayed still, Ren Shanfeng lifted up his robe, just silently looking at the world, waiting patiently.
It didn’t take long for a man from the east to come, wearing a white robe and a purple crown. When he came, the world seemed to be centered on him, constantly changing its focus, even the weeds on the roadside. When he approached, his head was lowered by the wind, as if he was saluting.
Donghuangshan Daozi sensed his energy, and came to meet him as scheduled.
However, Daozi from Donghuangshan is not alone. In the south, there is a man in a black robe, handsome and elegant, but at this time, he is surrounded by evil spirits, like a ghost in the netherworld. , He appeared strangely at the foot of the mountain, then his body disappeared, and when he appeared again, he appeared strangely on the top of the mountain, looking at Fang Yuan.
Fang Yuan’s Qi machine moved, not only Donghuangshan Daozi, but also His Highness the former Nineth Heaven Prince.
After that, there was sword energy whistling in the north, and seven dazzling sword lights seemed to have passed through the void. They stood abruptly on the top of the mountain, and the faint dragon roar sounded, revealing seven auras like The sword, the sharp-edged figure, is the Seven Sons of Xijianchi.
After that, the West was vast and mighty, and there were four people who rode pegasus horses, four disciples under the knees of the Lord of the Eight Wastes.
After that, the arrogances of Zhongzhou also arrived.
The three elders of Wangqing Island rushed over.
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Fang Yuan was on this mountain and waited all night. On this mountain, many people have gathered, some standing on the top of the mountain, some gathered on the mountainside, without saying a word, just Waiting quietly, no one broke the silence at this time.
Seeing that the belly of the eastern fish was white, Fang Yuan finally raised his head and looked at the people around him.
“This battle has already started, and Tianyuan is afraid there will be no peace anymore!”
He spoke softly and looked at the world at the same time.
In one night of effort, Tianyuan has changed drastically. If you look at it from under nine heavens, it can be seen that this huge Tianyuan seems to have become a chessboard, and countless magical breaths have released amazing magical breaths, extremely strange. The sleeping dark magic puppets, no matter whether they started to reincarnate or how much they succeeded in reincarnation, at this time could not hold back, and rushed into the world madly.
The arrangements made by Xianmeng before have also begun to work.
As early as Fang Yuan and others rushed to Youzhou to fight against the Supreme Ten Emperors, the Xianmeng deliberated on the next series of things, and they also laid out their back players. Now that one night has passed, those back players have been fully urged. When they moved, all the great tracts and families had no choice but to face those Mo’s Breath Lake that suddenly broke out, and this was originally arranged by the Immortal League to avoid changes.
It’s like black and white, once placed in one place, they must strangle each other!
“You will come sooner or later, so come later, it would be better to come earlier!”
Daozi of Donghuangshan was also looking at the world, and said lightly: “The Immortal League has left all their arrangements and arrangements in my hands. The battle between the world and the Demon Breath Lake has been planned for a long time, and it is only necessary One way to win depends on how far we can fight!”
“There are so many things to do!”
Fang Yuan whispered ~IndoMTL.com~ and said: “Mob’s Edge, Kyushu, South China Sea, Demon Land, Snow Plains, every place needs someone to come to meet them, and the people’s minds are scattered with all the traditions, families and sects. Someone needs to lead, the immortal army is dispatched, someone needs to command, all resources, and someone needs to mobilize…More importantly, if there are those who escape the world in this world, they will have to cut all of them!”
The voice was slightly cold, and there was a murder intent. After a pause, the killing intent was hidden, and a scroll was taken out, and he said: “This is the battle, we deduced The weakness of the demon puppet that came out can be addressed slightly. In addition, Tianyuan must reappear a new Mahayana monk, and someone must plan in advance. In the process of fighting the Demon Breath Lake, more monks must grow up. In such troubled times, save your strength and make sufficient preparations so as not to wait for death when the catastrophe strikes ten years later!”
He thought about everything in advance, so he said clearly.
However, even if he tries his best to think about it, he always feels that there are many omissions because there are too many things to do.
“Think about what you can do!”
Fang Yuan did not continue to speak, but slowly raised his head and said: “After all, there is no one above us!”