"Huang'er, why bother? It's not that you don't know how much hatred our clan has for that person, how can you help as you say?" A casual voice came out of the image, making Su Hanhuang, who was kneeling on the ground, pale, pale, but she didn't expect her to kneel regardless of her dignity, but she was still refused.

"Sister, we don't have to beg him. Suddenly there was a cold snort outside, and the sound wave formed directly dispersed the image, Dan Zhouzi appeared, and helped Su Hanhuang up, the latter showed a rare weak color, and sighed: "Little brother..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Dan Zhouzi, looked at Su Hanhuang seriously and said, "Sister, let's help him ourselves!"

Somewhere under the severed glacier, there is a person, there is a slit in the center of this person's eyebrows, if Xia Xin sees it, he will definitely be able to recognize this as a member of the Three-Eyed Clan, and at this moment, this person's tightly closed eyelids are raised, and even the gap in the center of the eyebrows has opened and closed a little.

"Terran, this king is about to recover, wait, wait for this king!"

In the small world of the Sikong clan, in the back mountain where Xia Xin had stayed, Sikong in a red robe looked at the sky, not knowing what he was thinking, and there was no trace of Sikong Worrying Moon here.

In the sea area, on the island, Zheng Yinyang, Zheng Qiankun, Zun Jiu, Li Feng and others are all there, and even in addition to them, there are several living beings, a resolute young man shrouded in golden light like a humanoid sun, a man with vertical hair covered in thunder and lightning, an old beggar who seems to be in nothingness, an old man in a purple robe with a snow-white face, and a fat Taoist priest.

It is unimaginable that there are such a number of peak masters here, all of them are above the king realm, and their expressions are solemn, except for Zheng Yinyang's two-handed seal method constantly changing, the remaining eight people output vast spiritual power, and enter the endless sea area.

"Boom..."

Suddenly, the calm sea was filled with huge waves, like a nuclear bomb dropped into it.

Zheng Yin Yang is sure of the sealing method, and he hit it with one palm, and he didn't know what kind of power he had, and the huge wave quickly retracted under this palm, and finally returned to its original state, but the nine supreme powerhouses did not relax in the slightest.

"The catastrophe of this world is coming, and when you die, it will be the day when this seat is leveled!"

The cold words resounded through the sea, and then ten non-living beings roared out, which was simply shocking, but somehow it could not break through the sea level.

After those voices fell, the eight people slowly collected their efforts, and then looked at the middle one with a complicated face, Zheng Qiankun opened his mouth, and stopped talking, Zheng Yinyang exhaled lightly, turned around and looked into the distance, somewhere in the continent, I don't know what I was thinking.

Above the East Mad Heavenly Palace, I don't know how high in the air, there was a scene that shocked the world, the once invincible Cangxuan, at this moment actually stood in front of a huge tree with a restrained expression, he seemed to have waited for a long time, but his face did not dare to have the slightest impatience, and then seemed to sense something, and suddenly knelt down on one knee, showing a look of panic.

The giant tree in front of him could not see the trunk, only the branches were above the clouds, and it was hard to imagine what kind of tree this was, it was so large that it was taller than the Heavenly Palace.

And when Cang Xuan knelt down, a cyan mist appeared in the branches, with some indescribable majestic vitality, and there was an aura that ordinary kings and even Gorolan, Blood Demon, and Ninety-Five Zidong could not match, overflowing, as if there was an existence at the level of the Sea Lord, Demon Venerable, and Human Emperor, but if there was a supreme powerhouse who carefully perceived it, he would find that this cyan mist seemed to be strong, but in fact, it was strong on the outside and dry in the middle, and it was in vain.

In the far east, outside the Heavenly Wolf Burial Valley, there was a man who was fighting with a group of wolves, his face was not very good, he raised his head from time to time, and his mouth seemed to be cursing something.

"Unreliable old guy, just left me here? Although Hao Ye has always been lucky, this place is not something that everyone can survive, so I'm not afraid of a bad case?"

There were hundreds of wolves, most of them were above the fifth order, but this man who only had a sixth-order aura overflowed actually survived, and although it was not very easy, it was not so hard to support, at least he still had time to look at the sky and show a resentful gaze.

If someone comes here to take a closer look, they will be surprised to find that it is not that this man pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger, and his combat power is much higher than the realm, but that the group of wolf demons somehow, even if they are besieged, sometimes they can't hit that man, and they are always 'cleverly' dodged by him, and those wolves always bump into his attacks inexplicably.

The Xia clan, one of the four secret rooms in the main hall, suddenly had a fierce aura emanating out, directly enveloping the entire clan, all the Xia people felt an indescribable coercion, compared to the Tianwei that appeared ten years ago, it was simply a small thing, but the strange thing was that they did not have any discomfort, on the contrary, they also felt the improvement of strength, which made them overjoyed.

Xia Mad stood outside the thatched hut of Xia Xin's parents, feeling that the pressure and the improvement of strength did not make him show joy, on the contrary, his fists clenched suddenly, and his eyes stared at the main hall.

"Mad Ancestor, this..."Xia Zhitian and Xia Xin's sixteenth aunt walked out of the hut, and their faces were also not happy because of their own strength.

In the gray world, in addition to a white gate of light, there are countless souls standing in the air, like an inverted pyramid, the lower you go, the fewer souls, and from the top down, that scene is simply terrifying, there is no earth in this space, there is just an abyss, and nothing can be seen at the entrance of the dark cave.

Closest to the mouth of the abyss, there was only one soul, he looked very old, the frowning brow lines on his forehead showed endless exhaustion, and at this moment his eyes opened and closed a little, looking towards the huge light gate behind him, not knowing what he was thinking, and then returned to normal.

Bifu, the wise old man Bi Ren who appeared in the Xia clan back then, at this moment with dozens of middle-aged Confucian scholars bowing their heads respectfully, two older people standing in front of them, the aura that inadvertently exuded was geometrically stronger than that of the lord of the mansion, Bi Ren, and these two were still standing here like Bi Ren and them, bowing their heads to a portrait hanging on the wall, as if waiting for a lecture.

"Troubled times are really coming, my pen... It's time to regain its glory!" The portrait is a 'peerless' man, with black hair fluttering and a white fan swaying, even if people who don't know how to see this painting, they will sigh, it is definitely from everyone's hands, and the lifelike appearance is like a real person, and even makes a sound.

The Ninety-Five Clan, the place where it was destroyed by the Zun Nine clones, now does not see any traces of destruction, and the Ninety-Five Fengdao is in a purple giant tower at the moment, not a certain layer above, but the lowest layer, accompanied by the four brothers of the contemporary head of the family, Ninety-Five Qingcang, Ninety-Five Qingtian, Ninety-Five Qingwei and rarely appear in the eyes of the world and even the day Xia Xin was born.

This is a woman, the strange thing is that there are abnormal hairs on the surface of her skin, if Xia Xin sees it, it will definitely feel familiar.

These five people lowered their heads, their bodies trembled a little, they were actually afraid, people who didn't know would find it strange, not to mention martial artists, even mortals who were a little bolder would not be afraid of the dark, not to mention that the five of them were all masters in the world, but if they could see clearly what was in this layer, they would understand, because between the faint light swaying, there was a huge water tank, which was not filled with clear water, but red blood, and even some white bones could be seen, and a grimace appeared on the rock wall, and there were fangs on the side, and even... There was breathing, and they could faintly hear the murmur that shook them.

"Sacrifice... Sacrifice ....."