Heaven and heaven, the saint fell, and the god was shocked.

Qing Shui and White Lotus died in battle one after another, and the golden light and the ink lord also disappeared subsequently, and all the saints were panicked in the heavens.

The demon who came out of nowhere killed all the saints and caused drastic changes in heaven and earth.

The fall of the saint is a major event in the entire world, and the human world, the divine realm, and each heaven are shocked, whether it is human beings or gods and demons.

In the human world, although the starry sky is incomplete, the brilliance of human cultivators has reached the extreme, comparable to the mythical era when there were many gods in the beginning.

The fall of the saint caused the incompleteness of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, but it also gave mankind the opportunity to achieve the Great Dao.

"Master, Sister Lime, when will you be back?"

Immortal Domain, Yin'er sat on the stone steps in front of the Immortal Palace, her eyes were full of thoughts, and she murmured softly.

Over the years, Yin'er has become more and more powerful, and has become the pinnacle of powerhouses in the world.

As a descendant of the Heavenly Whisperer, and with Fengyuan, Yin'er's talent is only a handful even in the mythological era, and he has cultivated so far, touching the realm of the monarch.

"Do you miss your master again?"

At this time, a beautiful shadow walked up and spoke.

"Honorable woman. ”

When Yin'er saw someone coming, she immediately got up and said respectfully.

The woman smiled, stretched out her hand and patted the head of the girl in front of her, and said, "If you want him to practice well, when you are stronger, I will take you to heaven to find him." ”

"Really?" said Yin'er.

"Hmm. ”

The female Chang bowed her head slightly and said with a smile, "So, you have to cultivate hard." ”

"Got it. ”

Yin'er nodded vigorously and answered.

At the same time, in the north of the fairy realm, the white water of the Black Mountain is manifested, and in the landscape and ink realm, the ink white swordsman practices the sword, and the sword is sharp and dazzling.

And in the distance of the Sword Domain, a purple figure stood quietly on the peak, with a bow full of star marks in his hand, and then, a cyan arrow light broke through the air, and the power was earth-shattering.

Thousands of miles apart, an arrow is terrifying, and the majestic and endless arrow intent destroys everything along the way, and it is thousands of miles away in an instant.

In the landscape sword realm, the ink-white swordsman has a feeling, looks back at a sword, and slashes the arrow.

Sword intent, arrow intent, and extreme martial arts clashed, and heaven and earth suddenly changed color.

The rumbling shook, resounding through the fairy realm, and the aftermath reverberated and continued to spread out in all directions.

In the east, in front of the Immortal Palace, the woman often felt the aftermath spread from afar, but she was no longer surprised, and waved her hand to disperse the aftermath of the attack.

The cultivation of these two people is progressing faster and faster.

All parties in the immortal realm, the great cultivators in the world devote themselves to cultivation, just to reach the pinnacle of martial arts.

At this point, cultivation has become a habit, an attachment, and not just for the sake of immortality.

"Do you want to go to heaven and see it? Luo Xingchen opened his mouth and said calmly.

"Hmm. ”

Mu Qianyan nodded and said, "One day, I have to go up and take a look." ”

Heaven and heaven, at the end of the eastern world, above the sea, the waves are rolling and the waves are monstrous.

In the storm, a plain-clothed figure stood in the air, surrounded by chaotic water sources, powerful and abnormal.

Devouring the origin of the Qingshui Sage, Ning Chen's cultivation was refined again, and half a foot stepped into the Creation Realm.

Beyond the monarch realm, but unable to fully transform into the Dao, Ning Chen has become the most special existence in this heaven and earth, powerful but has not yet lost his humanity.

As the years passed, Ning Chen understood more and more why the Lord of the Immortal Realm had not taken this final step.

The avenue is ruthless, and the saints are ruthless.

At the moment when he touched the realm of creation, he could already feel the coldness of the Great Dao.

He knew that if he took this last step, humanity would disappear completely, and he would become a cold, ruthless monster.

It's just that if you don't take this step, how can you punish the saints of the heavens.

"What are you hesitating about?"

Outside the stormy waves, Fan Lingyue, who was dressed in a light blue dress, walked over, and where she passed, the waves under her gradually subsided, and she asked.

In the midst of the turmoil, Ning Chen opened his eyes and said calmly, "So far, there is always some unwillingness. ”

"All I know is that without entering the realm of creation, you can't truly punish all the saints. Fan Lingyue said lightly.

Ning Chen was silent for a long time, sighed softly, no longer hesitated, and his eyes closed again.

Suddenly, in the stormy waves, a powerful aura continued to spread, striking the legendary boundary between man and god with all its might, creating the world.

Outside the stormy waves, Fan Lingyue stood quietly on the sea, looking into the distance, and a touch of condensation flashed.

Was it a delusion, she always felt that something terrible was about to happen.

In the heavenly and northern world, in a temple that has survived for endless years, a great war broke out, and the entire temple was destroyed overnight.

Inside the temple, the saint who controlled the avenue fell, and the blood stained the entire temple.

It was a terrifying sight, and the holy blood was sprinkled all over the blue sky, staining half of the northern world with blood red.

"Roar!"

At this moment, the heavens and the earth cracked, and a huge desolate beast appeared, and the beast roared and shook the sky.

The desolate beast appeared and directly devoured the lower temple.

The desolate beast that devoured the holy blood changed sharply, and the astonishing coercion spread, and faintly, there was a trace of the monarch's breath.

At the same time, in all parts of the northern world, countless desolate beasts transformed after devouring the holy blood, turning into the most terrifying monsters.

Suddenly, the northern world was in turmoil, and the lives were devastated.

"Do you feel it?"

At the end of the Eastern World, on the sea, Fan Lingyue opened his mouth and said in a condensed voice.

"Hmm. ”

In the midst of the turmoil, Ning Chen, who was attacking the Creation Realm with all his might, nodded and said, "Another saint has fallen." ”

"They've probably already taken that step. Fan Lingyue said calmly.

That demonic aura, cold and ruthless, is just like the feeling that all saints give people.

Ning Chen was silent and did not answer.

At the same time, in the destroyed Colorful Temple, the brilliance was extremely magnificent, and the ink lord in a white robe walked out, looking at the northern world, his eyes narrowed.

"You're not dead!"

The aura of darkness spread, and the Lord of Darkness appeared, spoke.

"It's a pity for the White Lotus and the Golden Light. ”

Lord Mo said lightly, "How are your injuries?"

"Healed. ”

The Lord of Darkness replied, "The one in the east should be about to take the last step. ”

"Ragnarok, from the beginning to the present, finally even the saints are facing a catastrophe. The ink lord spoke, calmly.

"Will the Lord of Ink be afraid?" the Lord of Darkness sneered.

"Not really, I'm just curious about how the Eight Heavens will react. The Ink Lord replied, staring at the sky.

"God?"

The Lord of Darkness said coldly, "It's not the first time I've heard you mention him, is that god even more powerful than Hades?"

"Nope. ”

Lord Mo said calmly, "In terms of force alone, the Hades King, who is the first martial god in the Heavenly Realm, is undoubtedly the strongest, but the terrifyingness of the gods is not only in the strength. ”

"What do you mean?"

The Lord of Darkness said in a deep voice.

"Among the forty-nine Great Paths, only the Eightfold Heaven can change everything, including life and death. ”

Lord Mo whispered, "Because, he controls the most unknowable power in the world, time. ”