Hongmeng earth, the sky outside the sky, living beings must not exist.

You are still a powerhouse of the Xuan Saint of the Upper Three Realms, or a Seven Realm Martial God who has broken the Xuan Veins at the foot of the mountains and rivers, and only a strong person in the Ancestral Realm who has transcended the Xuan Saint, broken through the bottleneck of the Seven Realms, and brought a Ancestral Realm powerhouse who has not appeared for thousands of years may also have a glimpse of it.

And in this place that seems to have never existed, the space suddenly stirred, like a river churning, fortunately, there is a thick darkness that cannot be explored under the three realms of the upper and bits and pieces, otherwise it will be turned upside down.

The soft space seemed to be torn open by someone with great force, and there was an indescribable sound, which was probably like a silk brocade tearing, but what emerged from this tear was not dazzling, but thicker, black on black, and darker night.

In the crack, which is getting bigger and bigger, as long as 10,000 battles, there seems to be an elephant of disagreement.

Suddenly, a light in the eyes, or an obsession, seemed to have broken through the darkness of the polar night, in the crack that was wider than the sky, like a great river rushing to the ocean, and then there was a particularly strong and clear huge coercion, which could make the Hongmeng space in this heavenless land tremble slightly.

The eyes and light obsessed with the master, and the darker night appeared, as if a pair of big hands appeared, a pair of indescribable big hands covering the sky, one left and one right on the crack that was bigger than the ravine, and then, the ravine seemed to be torn apart by someone with monstrous force, so more and more extreme night darkness emerged.

If there is a powerful monk, the strong man on the top of the mountain and the top of the mountain will look at it at this time, and his scalp will be numb for a while.

Because of these emergences, it is like the long black of the ocean, which is composed of countless small black figures, like a drop of water that builds rivers and lakes, and the difference is that these little things that build a black ocean are all self-conscious and self-integrated creatures.

The black ocean, which is darker than the night of Hongmeng, has no end in sight.

I don't know if I think that this crack in the sky is enough or whether this Hongmeng space is the Hongmeng space, and now the crack is already the limit of its reach, and it is finally put down the big hands that can cover the sky.

Then a mountain-like thigh as high as a thousand battles stepped out of the crack in the heavenly ravine, and there was a loud bang, not the ground trembling, but the Hongmeng space trembling on the soles of the feet.

This was followed by a series of wailing whines, and the unknown and inexplicable creatures that had already begun to enlighten their minds under the huge soles of their feet were gone.

The already dark Hongmeng space suddenly seemed to be deep in the darkness of nothingness, not a vast ocean, but the whole sky, the whole space.

The two cracks are up and down, forming a convex and concave lying moon gully, if a monk passes by this Hongmeng space and sees this scene in front of him, he will definitely laugh and then say a word, it should not be this day grinning.

It's true to grin, but it's not this day, but the existence that tears apart this Hongmeng space.

The being, whose legs were three points thicker than the mountains, suddenly opened his eyes, and then in this Hongmeng space, it seemed that two rounds of tomorrow suddenly rose, closing and opening, and the space flickered and darkened.

After these two rounds of tomorrow glanced at a week, he looked straight at a place, a place that shone slightly, and the round of bending and inverting the hanging moon was bent even harder, and after looking at it for a while, there were bursts of wails coming out again, and the existence slowly moved forward with a very slow pace towards the two places that had just been looking at it for a while.

In fact, it can't be called slow, after all, the place where the owner of those tomorrow's eyes walks is in the space, and one step is not known how many thousands of miles, and every time he takes a step, he doesn't know how many years it takes for Emperor Xuan of the Three Realms to catch up.

Only the Xuansheng powerhouse who has come into contact with the true power of space can feel the distance of this step, and as for whether to catch up or not, it has to be another matter.

Under the eyes of the bright moon, there is a sense of life under the owner's feet, and there are small lives, as if they have seen something great and happy, and they are agitated one after another.

The skyline above and above the mountain peaks of the Xuanwu Continent is also gray and gloomy, but compared to the Hongmeng space on the border of the outer heavens, it is more vibrant, and it is not completely lifeless.

Wisps of gray mist began to stir the sea of clouds, and then converged to form a framed humanoid form.

The gray figure began to pull out its footsteps and step on the sea of clouds, so the sea of clouds spontaneously condensed into a ladder of clouds, and the ladder was far above the sky outside the sky, although the pace was slow, but it was crossing the space step by step.

Up to the highest point where the gray cloud ladder can be derived, there is a mixture of life and death.

The gray humanoid existence raised his head and wanted to continue to move forward, but the cloud ladder under his feet could not be gathered together, the so-called corner of the end of the sky and the earth, this is the end of the sky, even he, the existence conceived by the laws of the Heavenly Dao, could not continue to move forward a little bit, because outside is a complete place outside the law, a place that the laws of the Xuanwu Continent cannot be blessed, without the protection of the laws of the heavens, his incarnation of the law will only cease to exist.

There should not be a gray human form with joy, anger, sorrow and happiness in the world, but at this moment, it is an inexhaustible sorrow, because in the outer heaven where he can't step forward, a black cloud that seems to be able to swallow everything is overwhelming the city, and he, the incarnation of the law of heaven, is naturally the first to feel the pressure.

Closer and closer, closer and closer, like hitting a big bell, the chest ringing.

Suddenly, the gray figure retreated rapidly, spanning the space, and in an instant, just after the gray figure retreated, about half a breath, a black cloud covered the sky and pressed down, impartially facing the place where the gray figure was standing, and shot straight down at an extremely slow but fast speed.

The entire gray space is trembling, and the stepped space ladder that has just gathered and formed the gray body is even more indistinguishable, returning to this heaven and earth.

The black clouds covering the sky are like a sudden rain, and they are also in a hurry to retreat, without any nostalgia.

It's a pity for this angry and lifeless space, and it's been filmed in an unsightly mess.

What's even more pitiful is that some of the black clouds that seem to be unintentional, but in fact, the deliberate ones failed to recede in time, leaving behind wisps of extremely fine black gossamers, which began to look up at the boundless black clouds behind them at an extremely slow but extremely fast speed, and looked up at the boundless black clouds behind them from time to time, for fear that they would come too quickly and grab food.