On this day, in a noisy mortal city, in a splendid restaurant, a middle-aged fat man who was drunk and surging suddenly woke up, stood up tremblingly, and looked in a certain direction...

He is a hermit, if Ouyang Invincible is here at this moment, maybe he may recognize him...

The so-called "big hidden in the city", for an antique-level character like him who has survived countless eras, cultivating is the heart, cultivating is the perception, since the year of cultivation to the sky, reaching the limit of what this world can exist, he has entered the rolling red dust, and countless years have passed in a blink of an eye...

Over the years, he has become thousands of people, either beggars, or emperors of the mortal world, or sour Confucians, or lonely old men, or...

In this life, he chose to become an outsider, a rich outsider with a group of wives and concubines, but he likes to be drunk in wine, drunk and dreaming of death....

He spends most of his time drunk, ignoring the world...

However, just today, he was awakened. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Heaven and earth have changed, and that day... It's coming......"

"As the Eight Great Guards of Pangu Emperor back then..... Waited for so many years .... Right now.... It's time for me to be myself..."

The middle-aged fat man sighed, and then, he slowly walked out of the palatial private room of the restaurant, at the moment of walking, his fat body gradually stood upright, his face began to be young, and soon, he became a young man about thirty years old, full of muscles, and full of slaughter....

"Dark Forest", located at the edge of the boundary of the Demon Domain Continent and the Tianyuan Continent, this place seems to be the source of this gray fog, as far as the eye can see, the endless heaven and earth are covered with gray mist, covering the sky and the sun, but what is surprising is that on an ordinary mountain peak in the dark forest, it is light and windy, and there is no trace of fog to invade...

On the top of the mountain, a middle-aged scribe with an elegant face looked up at the sky, his expression was indescribably solemn...

"It's them... Here it !!."

"My comrade-in-arms .... World War I of that year.. Fifty thousand years have passed...... Count the time, you should be going back too..."

The middle-aged scribe muttered to himself, his eyes were filled with a powerful battle intent, and under his feet, a tiger with a single horn on his head, a thousand feet in his body, and a purple light lingering all over his body let out a violent roar...

At the same time, the three continents, some ancient Dao sects, and countless sleeping old antiques woke up one after another, talking in a voice that only they could hear....

"This time, the 'Fog of Extinction' seems to be even thicker than it was back then..."

"I have been sleeping for tens of thousands of years, but I didn't expect that I still couldn't escape this bad luck!"

"Heaven is here! There is no hope! ”

"This fog is weird, it is not an ordinary supernatural power to resist, the ancient seven gods of the year, so most of the fog has fallen, even the remaining gods, almost all of them are disabled!"

"This fog came to this realm with the opening of the world by Emperor Pangu... In the end, even the Emperor Pangu was not spared, so he fell! “

"The scenes of the year are like yesterday!"

"I can't say that, in fact, the fall of Pangu Emperor was because he wanted to save this realm, so he died with them..... The blood turned into rivers and the body became mountains and rivers, in fact, it was to purify, and the ominous and gloomy remnants of the Great War..."

"Humph!! Pangu opened the world and brought hope to this world, but at the same time, it also brought disaster!!"

"We are the origin of all life in this world, and we are the true spirits born because of Pangu the Great, and we must fight against the fog of destruction to the end.... Remember, without the primordial origin grace of Pangu Emperor back then, it would be impossible for us to get out of the dark nothingness....."

"The destruction of the world is terrifying, but it is not unsolvable.... As long as those who have the Pangu inheritance can awaken the original origin, there is still a chance..."

The sound of the quarrel gradually stopped, some were silent, some were thinking about countermeasures, and some were perhaps looking for a way to survive for themselves....

However, it wasn't long before these old antiques conveyed some orders to their respective sects...

All of a sudden, all kinds of terrifying secrets, which had been buried for countless thousands of years, came out of the sect where these old antiques were located, and spread....

"These gray fogs are not fog, but the fog of the Destruction of the World..."

"The ghosts in the gray mist, it is said that all the creatures who died in the mist, they can never be reborn, they are the natural enemies of all life, they are called "Phantoms of the Extinction!" ”

"The gray mist comes from the other world, as long as the world they are targeting, all living beings will die and become a member of the Phantom of the Destruction of the World"! ”

"If you want to survive, you have to migrate.... It is said that only the Lancang River, with its blood-colored city walls, can withstand this kind of disaster..."

The truth is cruel, so people fall into deep fear!

Then, all kinds of terrible rumors flew all over the sky, and the monks of the three continents fell into obvious polarization after the shock...

Some sects and monks reacted immediately and migrated as soon as possible...

There are also sects and monks who are the main battlers, and they are unwilling to leave their hometown where they have lived for many years...

The monks of the main battle spontaneously organized, sacrificed weapons, including flying swords, array flags, and strange treasures, gathered in front of the fog of the world, fought together, and swore to defend their homeland to the death!

But it was useless, after the gray mist fell, these utensils were like paper paste, all of them were broken, just like a soldering iron falling on the snow, red-hot melting the ice and snow, and raising bursts of gray mist...

"Ahh

Hundreds of monks were contaminated with gray mist, and it was too late to dodge, and then they screamed and rolled all over the ground...

At this moment, they are not monks with great powers, just like mortals who have been smashed through their bodies, they are in pain, they are all smoking, they are corroded, and in just a moment, they have turned into piles of gray bones...

"My child, you died here.... You are so good, but you died young, I want to avenge you! ”

In the ranks of the main battle faction, a mother screamed in grief, looking ahead, her son turned into a pile of bones....

She frantically sacrificed the magic weapon and rushed towards the billowing gray mist in front of her, behind her, there were countless monks rushing out, everyone had hatred in their eyes, just now, those monks who turned into white bones were their relatives, brothers, fellow disciples, or friends.....

The wail sounded, only for a moment....

"It's broken!"

"Dead, all dead.... They're all dead! "There was a monk who shouted, he was also a member of the team that had just rushed into the gray mist, and at this moment, with a shocked look and a deep fear on his face, escaped from the gray mist....

He was a survivor, and he was at the back of the line, but although he escaped, but soon, gray mist floated on his forehead, his face was gray, and he quickly fell from mid-air to the ground, and he was killed...

Someone immediately went up to check and found that his consciousness had collapsed, as if he had been cut clean, and the three souls and seven spirits in his body had disappeared, but his physical body was intact and there was no wound...

The catastrophe was still to come, and then a faint wisp of gray gas, rising strangely from the dead man, instantly filled the vicinity, and continued to spread.

"Ah......h

Screams rang out one after another, and the nearby monks were killed one after another, and none of them escaped.

"These are dark times..... I'm not willing to !!! Why.... Why, I don't see hope! "Some people sigh before they die, their voices are aging, with a sense of powerlessness, very painful, full of unwillingness and regret!

Two more days passed, and the gray fog continued to spread, and the area covered by it was silent for a moment for all living beings, whether monks or mortals, beasts or trees.

In the Demon Continent, except for the Huoyan County and Jiuhua County in the Lancang River Basin, as well as the counties near the blood-colored city wall, almost half of the entire continent has fallen!

The situation in the Tian Yuan Continent was not much better, almost half of the territory was covered by the fog of the Extinction, and countless mortals and monks were swallowed by this fog one after another, becoming a member of the "Phantom of the Extinction"!

In the whole world, the only one that can be called a pure land is the Tiangang Continent, the blood-colored city wall stands on the border, and the absolute defense is laid around the entire Tiangang Continent, and the blood-colored light on the city wall seems to have a certain restraint on the fog of the extinction!

As more and more regions were consumed, the creatures within them were swallowed by the fog of the extinction, and at the moment of their death, the faint gray mist emanating from their bodies merged into the fog of the extinction, making the fog of the entire world thicker.

"Go to the Lancang River... The fog of the Extinction has a great fear of the Lancang River."

"Oh my God! The Lancang River has always been the mother river of my Demon Continent, but I didn't expect that in the end, it actually saved us! ”

On the Demon Continent, countless monks who fought the main battle flocked here, and some of the sect leaders who were waiting and watching even poured out of the nest and moved to the banks of the Lancang River...

In this process, there will naturally be countless monks and mortals, who will not be spared, engulfed by the gray mist, and become a member of the Phantom of the Extinction!

The lives are devastated, the mourning is everywhere, and the whole world is devastated!

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