The sound is out.

The creatures of the red dust are all shaken, and the strong people with the feuds of the witch totems tremble.

What a power!

The unrivaled power of the world.

Dao Tianjun did not put the witch totem in his eyes, and what did he say after he killed the witch?

Everyone knows.

Many people can’t stop their bodies trembling.

God wants to fight, and finally he’s going to start...

As early as a long time ago, everyone understood that no one can stop the sky in the supreme era, and in the near future, he is likely to fight the heavens, become the first person in the world who has never come before, and pitched the whole sky above.

It is called the legend of the legend, and they are above God.

But is it really so?

They have enemies, and men of the same rank, and there is no real enemy in heaven.

And now it's different.

In the era of topless, Tao Tianjun is the real first person, and has been invincible in time!

Under such a trend, the world has long anticipated a great chaos in the future, and the battle led by Dao Tianjun involves the heavens.

Just thought about it, but no one thought it would be so early.

"The chaos is about to begin, I didn't expect it to be so fast."

There are taboo fairy whispers, eyes flickering, and even the body can't help trembling, is excited is also for the future scene and shocked.

God wants to fight to God.

It’s his alone thing, isn’t it?

He moved, at that time represents a lot of things, there will be another big family, Dao Tong hands.

Incomparable to the wild, no one can be alone.

The fairy emperor knows that he will also be involved in this war, and some people may be able to be alone, but it is definitely not him, the stronger the cultivation, the longer it is, the more it is impossible to be an outsider.

Forty-nine pieces of heaven and earth, together with the vastness of nothing, will be filled with fighting.

“God, the most glorious chapter of the Supreme Age will be opened from our red dust.”

“Blood and Fire...”

Every creature cannot be calm.

“The sky.”

The remaining eight immortals of the witch totems are angry, which is to treat them as chickens and kill chickens to make an example.

This is a stable witch totem, did not expect to become the biggest riot of the supreme era of the fuse, a beginning, this is not a honor.

"You must go on your way, and with your blood you will open my way to the throne of heaven."

God’s voice sounded.

The words are very light, very gentle, as if talking about an ordinary thing, which is not a cold pride, but comes from his own invincible power and momentum!

Fear and fear.

"You must not kill us."The witch water is indifferent.

All the other witch-towers are.

But some people were stopped, Pangu strong, with the third day of World War I, brave, a dew to drag two people.

The remaining three wizards have no power in the face of Dao Tianjun.

The blood was stained and their lives were not ended in the hands of Taotianjun, but were given to Pangu by Dao Tianjun.

Less than an hour.

For a short time, the eight witch totem emperors were all dead and clean.

“Hahahaha, I didn’t know we were going to have an ending like this.”

There are candles in the world, laughing, which is the last word he left in the red dust, and his body is chopped up and transformed into endless blood.

“Soon or not...”

"If you were a witch, we would not have died by your hand."

The others also spoke, all dead, without exception.

It all happened too fast.

No one can stop the sky, the eight immortal emperors have folded the Wushan, the blood stained the heavens, and the sky is nothing but also with a layer of scarlet color.

Pangu is full of fairy blood, and there is his own witch blood.

He was bathing in great blood, and it seemed that he was going to take a new step.

There is a special breath in him, it is the breath of a witch, very similar to but there is a difference.

“The witch!”

“He is a witch...”

The witch totems trembled, and they felt the breath of the blood, and the pulse of the blood, all telling them the identity of Pangu.

"I am a witch, and I am not, I am Pangu."Pangu opened, low as a thunder roar.

The bombardment!

At this moment, the witch totems were bowed down.

They landed on their knees, the forehead was low, the weight was struck, and there was a pious sound, "pangu."

"They are the creatures of blood and flesh that groweth in you, and they are the blood of your blood."God spoke at this time.

The witch totems were born in the ghost bone, and the "heaven" in the tomb of heaven is almost all born by the things after the death of the strong, as if the corpse is supreme, he is the representative of this existence.

Pangu's eyes are shining.

His left hand raised the tomax, the double-eyed bursting, and the blood was tiring.

“You are my son, follow me to the heavens.”The sound was blown away, the great axe stained with blood, and the sky shone cold.

“Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

“Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Witch totems are all roaring, that is the ancient war tone, there are special melody fluctuations, some people beat the chest, hit the thunder drum, some people pedal, stepping out of the thunder.

There are also weapons that are taunted, throated, deafening, and shaking the earth.

Everyone is bleeding, raging.

This group is bloodthirsty and belligerence, and their existence itself is born for the sake of war, and death is their destiny.

Duan De looked at the real truth on the side, the blood on his body could not help boiling, he did not because of this scene, but because this scene thought of the future scenery.

War with the heavens.

They also want to do it, and the children of heaven will go to war.

"I don't know, I've had a bloody day."The paragraph sighed.

At this time Pangu looked at Dao Tianjun, "You will not refuse to follow me."

There was a smile on his face.

He shook his head, “How can I?”

Dao Tianjun will not refuse, because he fought in the heavens, involving the great people, the Daoist is countless, Pangu followed the hand is very normal.

At this time, the sky went to the mountain.

"Let's meet someone."

Pangu, Duan De heard the words, the eyes flickered, and then thought of something.

Both of them were shocked.

In Wushan, a yellow-clad woman stood in it, her face was beautiful, she had the same tender temperament as the soft clouds of fire, gentle as water, and gave people a family.

Unlike the soft clouds of fire, her softness is more like affinity for all things, making the creatures of heaven and earth feel close and calm, as if she saw her mother.

If it were not for the witch totem blood on her body, it would have been difficult to imagine that there would be such a woman in the witch totem, which was the opposite of this clan.

“I’ve seen the mother-in-law.”

He appeared in front of the woman and made a great gift, a grand gift for the younger generation.

This woman is the back of the witch totem, the emperor's best friend, the best friend of life.

When the emperor was still alive, the post-earth often went to the wasteland, and the later earthly motherland was the name of the wasteland, close to the name of her.

Now there are some strong giants in the wasteland, she has also held, the aquatic fairy emperor, the quasi-fairy emperor old school ...

These old strong people also called her affectionately when they were children, and the descendants of the earth and the emperors lived for a very long time.

"I see the shadow of the king in you."The soft voice is like a whisper, like a spring breeze, swinging in this mountain.

After the earth looked at the sky, there was a gentle smile on his face.

She was vague, with a memory, "I miss that time, the happiest time of my life."

"Mother, I say hello to you."Dao Tianjun said seriously that the elders of the clan had said that they would see them to say hello to the back of the earth.

"I don't think anyone remembers me."

After the earth smiles, smiles, the world becomes bright, and all things are restored.

“The elders of the clan have always remembered that they never forgot the mother-in-law.”

The elders of the clan have not forgotten the post-Tu Maiden, this woman who respected them like the Emperor, but everyone is sighing, and since the death of the emperor, the back earth seems to disappear.

She never appeared in the world again, and many people knew that it was probably the death of the emperor that made the mother-in-law sad, and did not know how to say it, wanted to find the back of the earth, but there was a worry about disturbing her retreat.

The voice of the latter earth sounded, "I will die in the end, it is not worth their remembrance, it will only increase sorrow."

The word.

The body of a tremor.

Did he hear the occult voice, and the earth knew what was going on today?Or that she knows the relationship between Pangu and the witch totem, and knows that she will die...

It is no longer necessary for the soil to appear after the death of the emperor, and no longer go to the wasteland.

She wanted to use time, time to eliminate that intimacy, which may be painful, but it was better than hearing her death in the wasteland.

After a long time, the relationship is weak, and it will not be so sad when you die.

"We are born because of you, and death should also be in your hands, and it is destined to have this robbery, but my brothers are stubborn and want to change their lives."

She said it was very soft, and there was a little pain.

“Our meaning of existence has long been predestined, and even if we change our lives, it is not the best outcome.”

The best result is Pangu orthodoxy, and they will eventually die.

Then Tu Wen, she did not care about the so-called reverse life, really let her care of the people are dead, she has long wanted to die, live is meaningless.

The two autumn eyes of the back earth shone with reminiscences.

As you can see, God’s face changes.

"Mother, you can survive."

He opened his mouth and looked back at the head, the red dot.

The emperor, the emperor left life at the last moment, for her best friends to stay, she can keep a lot of things, the future is still possible.

This is the king’s means.

The most powerful she has always been is not the combat, but the control of life and death.

However, the meaning of the back earth is the opposite.

The reason why Dao Tianjun came to me was to get involved in Panguo was because of the existence of the motherland after.

The emperor did not want her to die, and the wasteland did not want her to die, although she was a witch totem, but the people of the wasteland regarded her as an elder.

"You don't have to blame yourself."The back earth body is not tall, she is not a slender body, like a mother hugged the Tao Tianjun.

"She is dead, I have no meaning to live, my life's best friend, know the voice..."

The back of the earth sounded.

Her body was blurred, dissipating, and she had broken her own life.

"I wanted to die, but I thought of her, she did so many things, she hid so many people, only for that last moment, my death can not die in vain, I stayed, for what she did to add a force."

Then he smiled, his face blurred.

What is left is a glorious imprint, a haze.

There is a sound in the mountains, the sound of the back earth.

"I have only one voice in my life, the sound is difficult to ask for, the emperor is dead, and life becomes meaningless, but my death cannot be so..."

The red dots in the back of the earth disappear.

She did not use the king's path.

There was a smile on the back of the back earth, and there was no pain.

The reincarnation, life and death... at their level have long believed in these, but sometimes the back of the earth how much hope, the world as mortals think, after death there is a world, perhaps there really is, then her death, will soon be able to see the back of the earth.

The mountain has fallen!

That endless years stood, crossing one after another Wushan collapsed.

There are twelve marks on it, and now they are all bleak, Wushan is completely broken, the world is passing through, the smoke and dust are rolling, which seems to symbolize the disappearance of the witch totem.

This is a characteristic of the witch totem erased from the years.

The soul lamp of the twelve immortals is Wushan, Wushan is the embodiment of their will, they stand up, Wushan is immortal.

What does it mean to collapse now?

The red dust and the three strong beings are known, and the last witch emperor, the back earth is also dead.

Many people are sad.

The witch totems were crying, and no one thought that the bloodthirsty and cruel ethnic group would have such a scene.

Other witches died, they did not move, some are angry, the death of the land let them cry, the sound of sadness.

Later, the earth was loved, and the witch creatures regarded it as their mother.

The totems were born out of blood, in the blood of the witch, but they thought they had a mother, and the back earth was their mother, and she died to make them sad.

In this moment.

The wasteland, that was in the study of fragrant jade, the power of the essence of the quasi-fairy old school body shock.

He looked up at the distance.

Tears slipped in the eyes, old tears crossed, the heart trembled, and I could not go out to mourn.

“You are still dead...”

In the distant nothingness and the battle of the Aquarian fairy emperor, he was on a dark star, and he felt the sky machine, and a breath related to him.

He opened his eyes and opened his mouth, "After the earth mother."

For a long time, his heart could not be calm, and there was a picture in his mind, which returned to ancient times.

Many strong people in the wasteland in the big mountains and rivers, heaven and earth nothing, are in this time to perceive the sky.

“Then the mother died, Pangu...”

On the land, there are people standing on the top of the mountain, looking in the direction of the red dust.

After the departure of the earth, the emperor disappeared, in fact, as early as a long time ago, the people had expected, why the wasteland has rarely been at war with the witch totem, because of the back of the soil, and they also know the fate of the witch totem, did not move.

"This is the best end to the land."

Wu Tongtian stood on the island, surrounded by children, rattled, he spoke softly, he muttered, and could not tell.

“Grandpa Wu, what did you say?”

“Old man, what are you talking about?”

“What did Grandpa Wu just say?”

Many children are holding small heads, and the faces of the little creatures are blank.

“No, just a great man has fallen...” Wu Tongtian said.

The witch totem disappeared in the long river of history, and the twelve immortal emperors were all dead.

The red dust set off a hurricane and swept the whole world.

Heaven is shaken, the witch totem is the top of the great people, they have nothing, but they have the power of the top, they are shocking.

What makes God unable to be calm is what the sky is left behind!

Red dust nine earths, nine heaven and earth first shook.

“The wind is blowing.”There is a fairy who stands on the top of the sky, looking down at the sky and whispering to himself.

Every group has action.

One by one, one taboo, quasi-fairy imperial group are moving, such as the great enemy, the living monks from time to time can see the fairy strong over, they go to the allies, secretly in contact.

There is no movement of ethnic groups and forces related to the wasteland.

In a word.

Because of the words of the sky, the red dust is not calm.

That was the battle involving the quasi-fairy emperor and the taboo forces that spread to the lower Taoist system, one by one.

The demons have been born, it can be seen that the ancient gods have recovered, and there are also elderly people who have gone out of the clan, and they have ordered people to send a word to the emperor and the forbidden Dao people.

“I swear to follow.”

They are conveying meaning to the powerful Taoist system, so that they can send this sentence to heaven.

The land is the sky in their eyes.

Let the wasteland know that they will follow the action, live and die together, and retreat together.

“Write their great names and send them to the wasteland.”In the first place, the Daoists and the great people in the wasteland had such an order.

They picked up the ancient jade and carved a name.

And there are their names.

There is a fairy king holding up high, holding up the ancient jade of the emperor paper, all the way to the red dust, to send this book to the wasteland.

From the moment he picked up the ancient jade of the emperor, the king never put down his hand, and held it high, high above the top of his head, solemn and serious, and gradually calm and heavy.

“Cleansing all obstacles on the road!”

The fairy king held the ancient jade of the emperor through the road, and there was a strong road, and the golden road passed through the sky and the earth.

This road is unstoppable, and it is even more powerful.

Such a scene is to declare the world, to tell the world, the beginning of the war, the will of the various ethnic groups and Daoists in the wasteland, but also to prove the glory of the wasteland, to the heavens and the world to express.

Among them, the war broke out, and there were enemies to destroy this situation.

War is inevitable.

The bomb!

There is a fairy emperor who hastily shot, a slap to cover the world, and destroyed one of the quasi-fairy emperors who sent one of them to the ancient jade of the emperor.

He is on earth, looking down at the earth.

The cold eyes made many of the enemies of the wasteland tremble.

“I will listen to heaven, and the destroyer will kill without forgiveness!”

The emperor's voice has spread all over the thousands of universes, and the heavens have resonated and become strong to the extreme.

Many of the great enemies are horrified, fear trembling, this is the precursor, the beginning of the war is like this?!

For a roll of emperor paper a piece of ancient jade let the fairy do this.

The emperor was escorting, guarding the extreme fairy king's side, until after a while, he stopped walking and turned away.

The supreme immortal king is still walking, and the ancient jade of the emperor overhangs is calm and unsteady.

See here.

No enemy dared to do it.

Because there is still a fairy behind it, they are sure that the fairy emperor left, not because he did not escort, but because there were others to protect him in this part of the road, a section of succession, like relay.

And that’s not all, and in other worlds there is the same.

One after another, the king held the ancient jade of the emperor paper, and they went to the red dust.

Red dust, a fairy king appeared, there is a way through the big universe of the golden road, those strong are to enter the wasteland.

“The eight-winged wind people represent...” When the fairy king entered the red dust and one place, he began to shout, and the sound shook for nine days, “...The ancient jade of the emperor paper is the will, and the heavens are listening, willing to march and retreat together with the wasteland.”

The sound of the heavens and the earth.

He began to enter the red dust, without breaking the words, chanting, shouting, repeating again and again, repeating them again and again, and saying them to the race.

What represents, for what.

“The Heavenly Representative...”

“The Poor People’s Representative...”

“The representative of the family...”

One by one, the strong ones appeared, and they all said, with the fairy king.

There is no end to the sound of the god outside the wasteland, there is a fairy king on one knee, holding up the ancient jade of the emperor paper, a roll of white paper on it pressed on the crystal ancient jade, seemingly ordinary things are as heavy as the sky.

“Hang on!”

There are drums in the land, and there is a magic sound.

Some of the wasteland people came out, and they took away the ancient jade of the emperor and paid tribute to it.

Flowers, the smallest disciple of Heavenly Yefan, this time he represented the arrival of heaven, without the hippie smile of the past, some seriously.

At this moment, he was greeted, and there were creatures from the wasteland.

The ground.

He looked up to the sky.

There are taboo figures from far away into the red dust, and then come, into the wasteland.

The emperor's hand in the hands of a single hand to drag a scroll of ancient books.

That’s how he got into the wasteland.

“Is that it?”The eyes narrowed.

“The Upper Race, our covenant with the great and the Great Rule, represents his own.”

Respond to the dead.

This is the arrival of the Supreme People, holding an ancient covenant, and they are advancing and retreating with the wasteland, indicating the will, and also telling the relationship between allies.

For this reason, they brought a covenant, and the ancient book is the covenant, which the Ninezus had made with the supreme people!

“The forces involved in this war are the whole of God.”At this time, the people said seriously.

The red dust shook.

And that's just the beginning.

There is also movement in the world, and the world and the world are boiling with it.

People who are close to the wasteland are in action, those who are also enemies of the wasteland have movements, and there are emperors and ancient jades to send the wasteland, and some strong people go to various ethnic groups to discuss and fight the wasteland.

Disturbing.

Red dust, human beings, worldly beings, and earth are all in chaos.

Even the distant worlds of the five squares and gossip days are turbulent, and the strong ones frequently appear, and the fighting fluctuations can be seen in nothingness.

A terrible killing swept the whole of God.

People are the most disturbed.

Among the world, there are many enemies in the wasteland, and there are too many Amo, Lanling, and Tiansha.

The nothingness of that heaven and earth also has many topless roads and wild land with great causes and consequences.

“Are your friends going to fight the heavens?”The four ancestors heard the information and made a decision.

He looked at his five ancestors.

The five-legged head.

Chen Nan did not make a sound, only heard the four ancestors in his ears.

"Don't you want to go to the wasteland?"

...

The Dragon Family.

This group has no imagined movement.

The Chaos Dragon King's parents and children, Chaos Dragons sitting on the mountain of the real dragon, he looked at the people in front of him, a mighty dragon, side by side for nine days.

"This battle, send our allies to the wasteland to the throne of the emperor!"

Chaos is sound.

The dragon surged, and a doorway appeared.

There are constantly big dragons flying out of it and entering the real dragon family.

They were silent, gathering the people, waiting for that moment to come.

Heavenly court.

As the most kinship force in Taotianjun, there is a great movement.

And in the most distant places, an ancient continent is empty, the mainland mountains and waters are clear, but everywhere there are coffins, very strange and creepy.

This continent moves in nothingness, going in the direction of red dust and human beings.

"The whole group pressed, Grandpa, you said brother wouldn't be surprised."

"I'm afraid not according to his character."

Laughter from this continent...

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