"Boom!"

Before Mo Gong's face slowed down, a vibration sound far beyond the previous one went straight into the sky, and the standing statue broke inch by inch at this time, turning into a pile of powder, until finally only the head remained, compared to the color of the head like a resurrected ghost, with a faint halo emerged, but the cracked lines could not be restored to normal, only to see that the eyebrows of the statue also bloomed instantly at this moment, the halo shattered, like a sky full of stars, shining brightly, shining, shimmering, the head turned into powder, and Mo Li, who was kneeling below, did not know when he fell unconscious, so that Mo Gong's complexion changed again, and with a wave of his arm, he flew down as if he had broken free, after rolling up the ink and leaving, it instantly turned into a streamer and disappeared in front of the tower.

At this time, the tower, there is no standing statue, the tower body trembles, as if to fall apart, but the pyramid emerges in the dark a touch of misty and hazy, soft and elegant golden halo, as if to maintain the stability of the tower body with mysterious and unpredictable power, no matter how it shakes, it is also solid, stable as Mount Tai, indestructible!

The dark clouds are thick, the clouds and mist rush into the sky, tumbling and rolling upside down, covering the sky and the earth, like the heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals who are soaring in the clouds and fog, such as the power of heaven and the pressure of the coercion down, the galaxy is dim, the stars are falling, and the sun is like falling into the ice cellar, without the slightest effect.

At the same time, far away in the southwest of the Luoshui coast of the Tashan tribe, at this time the ancestor worship is also in full swing, full of vitality, passionate young people in their prime, high-spirited, handsome and chic men, jade trees in the wind, women are beautiful, graceful, but for the sudden scene of the sky dome is also unexpected, one after another clansmen screamed, even standing in front of the mountain a skinny old man is also full of emotion, the strong Kaiyang realm cultivation for a burst of explosion, with a wave of arms, the fierce wind turned into a wind barrier to protect the clansmen。

But at the moment when his complexion changed and his face was cloudy, the statue that stood on the mountain behind the Tashan tribe actually cracked and burst into a debut crack, and then gradually crumbled in his stunned eyes, turning into powder, causing him to let out a roar like an eagle's cry, and said, "What's going on? What happened?"

In response to him, the sky was full of thunder and roaring, electric flashing, intertwined and coiled, and there were terrified faces of the clansmen, staring at the barbarian statue inch by inch into powder, the wind blowing, like dust flying all over the sky, but the old man's face was indifferent, gloomy, but he was forced back to his heart, only the shocked eyes stared at the high platform that had been empty as a wilderness, this ancient barbarian statue, not only symbolizes the existence of the patron saint of each tribe, but also the inner residence of each tribe, but now it is strangely broken, completely breaking the firm belief in the heart, and also like a sharp sword piercing the tenacious character of the tribesmen's heart！

"The image is shattered, is there going to be a change on the shore of Luoshui, will this be the manifestation of the ancestors?" The old man's face was shocked, the clouds and sunshine had not yet subsided, and there was a deep doubt in his cloudy eyes.

And far away in the northeast of the shore of Luoshui, the Tai'a tribe was originally very lively, the laughter of the back mountain platform, dark clouds, thunder, shaking the nine skies, electric light, shining, intertwined into a net, covering down.

"Boom!"

Electric snakes scurryed, a group of snakes danced wildly, rushing down into the sky, trees were broken, sawdust was flying, and the sound of panic and screaming echoed on the high platform, and on the high platform, the brute statue standing at this time was also cracked, cracking inch by inch, making the Tai'a tribesmen panic and uneasy.

"The clansmen are calm, calm! The barbarian image is applied, the clansmen quickly return to the residence, it is strictly forbidden to go out, and those who violate the clan rules will be punished!" An elderly woman in front of the high platform is holding a cane, wearing a gray and simple linen clothes, her eyes are like electricity and looking at the panicked clansmen in the audience, and she commands in a solemn voice, and the sleeve robe is swinging, and the cultivation of the Kaiyang Realm erupts violently, and the invisible energy seems to form a protective shield to wrap the clansmen, the door is open, and men, women, and children are all flocking out, and in the blink of an eye, it is empty like a wild.

"Boom!"

The wind blew, the dust particles covered the sky, covering the sky, the old woman stared at the statue standing on the high platform in shock, her face was indifferent, and she had deep incomprehension and doubts, and then before she could react, the cracked brute seemed to be like flesh and skin blooming, hands and feet shattered, turned into powder, and then a thick chest, but could not block the impact of the thunder and lightning, and the head of the brute statue suddenly reflected a ray of brilliance, and in an instant into the dark clouds, disappeared, the brute statue also turned into powder in the last boom, which made the old woman gasp, and the shaking heart did not calm down for a long time。

The three rays of light that flew out of the three tribes were like ropes twisted and intertwined behind the dark clouds, and then transformed into a vague and illusory image again, but it dissipated in just a few breaths, completely dissolved.

The wind struck the grass, bent over and broken, the lightning flashed, the thunder roared, the rumbling, the dense dark clouds gradually dissipated, and the coercion that permeated the sky was like a shriveled balloon, and it was completely lost.

The dark clouds are scattered, the sand and dust are dispersed, the smoke rushes into the sky, the shining sunset is as soft as water, the light is shining, the mist is bright, the glow is flowing, reflecting on the remote land of the Eastern Wilderness, the sores are full of eyes, and the mess is unbearable, but the cracking and even crumbling of the barbarian statue are like a gust of wind sweeping the entire Eastern Wilderness, and its shaking meaning is more like a heavenly earthquake, bringing every ethnic group and tribe will be an extremely far-reaching and immeasurable impact.

But the vibration of the ancient tribe belonging to the shore of Luoshui is more profound, Mo Gong pinched his fingers, and a thick blood line manifested from his body, dense, countless, and belonged to the late stage of blood coagulation The cultivation is shaking, as if it may enter the peak period of blood coagulation at any time, I saw his palm wave, and the messy food on the ground was shaken into pieces, and then the deep concave and deep pupils were meaningful, intriguing to look back at the tower last night, with a pull of his left hand, he jumped out of the door after picking up Mo Li's body, and the pendant hanging on Mo Li's neck inadvertently had a faint and imperceptible streamer flickering away, and everything became quiet and serene。

In the quiet and peaceful house, the sleeping Mo Li seemed to have stepped into a dreamland, dark and gloomy everywhere, dark and gloomy, and he was wandering around like a ghost, his confused and hazy eyes involuntarily stared at his feet, and he found that he was stepping on the peak of Luoshui step by step, and the scenery under his feet was so real and realistic, which made him intoxicated and nostalgic.

The footsteps moved lightly, like a dancing butterfly, wandering wantonly, the mountains shook behind him, the trees were waving to him, Ah Hei was also flapping his wings to accompany his right, I don't know how long it took, Mo Li seemed to feel a trace of exhaustion, and returned by the clouds and fog, but when he arrived at the gate of the tribe, it was empty and lonely, not even a clansman, a suffocating breath shook his heart, opened the door, and saw a piece of blood, blood flowers were flying, and the ground was full of broken limbs, and his eyes were about to split, two lines of blood and tears were flying, and he ran quickly to the street, what caught his eye was the corpses and bones, the corpse mountain and the sea of blood, the blood was gurgling, making him hideous, but he was sad and regretful, hugging a corpse on the ground that had long since passed away, crying loudly, resentment soaring to the sky, enduring......