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Chapter 323 Xin Mi is now the ancient sages (1)

Su Muzhe had glimpsed this kind of strange existence several times.

The gray mist and the treacherous and terrifying humanoid creatures in the gray mist.

If you can't describe it, even if Su Muzhe just visualizes such an existence in the spiritual platform, he will feel cold sweat and gusts of cold wind, as if accompanied by some ominousness.

When Su Muzhe refined his body with the help of the soul-suppressing coffin, he was blocked by these humanoid creatures. Fortunately, there was an ancient method to continue his vitality.

Now these humanoid creatures manifest themselves in the world along with the visions of Zhongzhou.

Remind the ancient catastrophe and the ancient battlefields that were re-unearthed.

Su Muzhe's breathing was very tight. He had already guessed that these humanoid creatures were closely related to the secret behind the ancient catastrophe!

...

When Zhongzhou appears, it should be a loot from all races. When many holy sects fight, as humanoid creatures appear, everyone suppresses the impulse in their hearts, suppresses the impulse to advance to a higher level, and watches coldly.

However, the dragon clan, which led to the ruins of Zhongzhou, suffered a disaster in vain!

The light gradually became darker, and there was no more magnificent Taoist rhyme to block everyone's gaze. The horror in the center appeared in everyone's eyes.

Those were the four great saints of the Dragon Clan. They reached the peak of cultivation in the ancient cold realm in the past and are now also at the peak of the transformation of the gods. At this moment, they are fighting bloody battles in the sky.

They used irreversible secret techniques, and the bright red dragon blood was densely filled with huge and old dragon bodies. The strange dragon seals condensed on the scales. Their aura continued to surge, reaching a deeper level, breaking free from the shackles of heaven and earth in a short time.

After the aftermath of the fight was transmitted to the four domains, they could still splash the smoke and dust covering the sky, but such a majestic Taoist rhyme seemed a little weak when facing human-shaped creatures in the gray fog.

There was a dead silence in the grey fog.

Even the sound never came out.

But these humanoid creatures seemed to be joking and sneering.

Anyone can see the decline of the Dragon Clan at this moment.

No one knows how long they had been fighting with humanoid creatures before Zhongzhou appeared.

But after the fragments of Zhongzhou appeared, at only thirty breaths, the sad dragon roar spread throughout the sky.

A great dragon clan saint has fallen!

The dragon's body became dull, the flesh and blood were eroded by the gray fog, the spiritual light on the bones instantly shattered, and the blood was in the sky.

"Old ancestor!"

The dragon sons and grandsons were all struggling in the middle of the battlefield and wept.

The Seventh Prince, who had once met Su Muzhe, was also among them. He was in a very embarrassed manner, with fatal injuries on his body, and gray mist lingers in the wound, and he always drips with blood.

Su Muzhe even saw the corpses of Xiaoshui Longbo and Moshui Longbo.

When they were in the ancient cold realm, they were also indescribable. Now they return to their hometown and only seek to go further, but now they have turned into a piece of loess.

...

"Enter your mother!"

Amazing changes were born on the miserable battlefield.

The old monster monkey has reappeared!

His body is no longer hunched, and his body is no longer shriveled. The ancestor of the Monkey Clan took out amazing treasures to warm up the ancestor. The old monster monkey seemed to have returned to its peak state.

Even the gilded armor on his body was restored and completely renovated.

Now he was carrying the bone stick, his mouth full of curses and roaring into the fog.

This time, he was destined to no longer fight alone.

A figure covering the sky broke into the battlefield with the old monster monkey, and this one once appeared in the Eastern Region.

Nine-headed eagles!

His nine heads have now been restored. This is a very terrifying state, which means that this ancient and powerful existence has been given the Nine Life!

Su Muzhe once learned about the description of this clan in ancient books, and thought it was a false statement by the ancients. Su Muzhe even thought that such a terrifying race could not exist in the world, which was a taboo. Being born with nine lives is too illusory.

Now, the ancient existence of this clan has entered the battlefield, and the calm gray fog seems to be boiling.

Bang!

Further away, the void barrier was opened.

The ancient and vigorous branches rushed into the void like a mad dragon through the torn barriers of the void.

This is an ancient existence in the Northern Region. It was defeated by people in the past and has never transformed again. Now it is rushing into the ancient battlefield in such a manner and fighting against humanoid creatures.

Swish!

In the Western Pole, a broken and broken Zen stick rushed into the battlefield, and a magnificent golden blood condensed into an illusory human form, holding the Zen stick in his hand and broke into the gray fog.

Su Muzhe was very shocked.

Everyone knows that the ancient existence in the Western Regions has fallen, and the golden Buddha blood has flowed through hundreds of miles of mountains and rivers, leaving only a Zen stick and a page of golden books. Who would have thought that even though the ancient existence died, it left a ball of immortal spirit in the remaining blood. Now, in this way, it is a new battle with human creatures!

...

This is just the beginning, nothing has ended!

To the south of the southern region, among the weak barbarian tribes today.

A burly middle-aged man with a complicated expression on his face, as if he was feeling guilty. He never looked back at his wife and daughter, but just polished the steel knife in his hand with a ball of black sand cloth.

"I……"

"You go, you must fight to the death!"

"good!"

The burly Chinese turned into a sword light and rushed to the sky. In the dilapidated house, the mother stroked her daughter's long hair.

"Mingxuan, you must remember that your father is a disciple of Daojun, a great hero of the Three Ancients, and he... is not a deserter!"

...

Yanmo Valley, the corpse-driven corpse resident, in Yuyao's cave.

Yu Yao lay cross-legged on the cloud bed, with a hazy Taoist rhyme covering the entire cave, as if she had completely fallen asleep. However, the movements and silences of Zhongzhou's appearance did not wake Yu Yao up at all.

Not far away, in the jade coffin, a black claw suddenly popped out and opened the coffin from inside.

The demon corpse was wearing a black robe, with scarlet eyes and a hawk looked at the wolf.

"Black sky, gray ground, red water..."

"So what if I die again?"

"My name is Daxia Dragon Bird!"

"The last White Swallow tribe member in the world..."

...

Northern Territory, in a village.

A short and fat scholar sat in the room, reading a book with relish.

"I was aspiring to learn to be a long-lasting student back then, but today I know how to practice:

Move the universe and the world are inverted, and the moon and the sun are clear.

The blue dragon intends to return to Li lying, while the white tiger seeks Kan trample.

Where is it that I want to train nine? The thunder in the palace is shaking and looking westward."

The fat scholar picked up the gray judge's pen beside him and looked at the sky from afar.

"Old man Yiqi, you can wait for this battle, but Master Dao can't wait."

"I'll leave!"

...

In the depths of endless wasteland, thousands of miles of dry land, there are lonely graves standing tall, and two thatched cottages stand together not far away...

Aging voice came from beside the thatched hut.

"Children, take the Star-Picking Sword of Immortal!"

In the thatched cottage next to him, the boy pushed the door out, and the bun's face wrinkled.

"Master, are you confused again? Your Star-Picking Sword is given to the Xuanyue Demon Sect's Jiezi?"

The skinny old man was stunned.

"Forget it, then I will take the Moon Sword!"

"Here."

...

The Nine-level Heavenly Palace, the Observation Platform, and the List of Gods.

The chess Taoist held the sword cross-legged, and the boy Jingyue was on the side with an anxious expression.

"Senior brother, Lu Punishment, and Daxia Longque are both here!"
Chapter completed!
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