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Above the four remaining big 6s in the entire Qimang Realm, endless creatures were panicking.

In the middle of the city......

A venerable powerhouse, or ordinary people, all gathered together and were talking about the disappearance of the Central Sanctuary this time.

How huge a big 6 is, maybe no one can measure it.

However, there are clearly recorded lives in the Central Sacred Domain, that is, there are more than 10 billion people, which is an extremely terrifying number, if it is piled up, it can definitely form a sea of people!

What's more, there are other wild beasts, wild beasts and other lifeforms.

Such a huge Big 6 disappeared directly, and even an entire Big 6 was razed to the ground and turned into a deep dark hole that swallowed the ocean.

This is a legendary means in the eyes of powerful warriors.

Not to mention in the eyes of those ordinary people.

This is even more of a god-like method.

Countless living beings gradually divided into two camps, one side thought that this was the Qi Mang Realm, his own ancestral land, and he must not compromise with this starry sky bandit.

And the other camp is the opinion.

Those who know the times are Junjie.

It is impossible for the current Qi Mang Realm to resist such a powerful Stygian Sea Ancient Clan, and looking at the cosmic battleship that covers the sky and the sun is enough to make countless powerhouses tremble.

This kind of person thinks that if he takes refuge in the Stygian Ancient Clan.

In the future, you will not only be able to enter the starry sky of the universe, but also enjoy the life of interstellar travel and the starry sky world.

This is a situation that is enough to make every strong person desire and look forward to it. ▲ △△ to read the book ̄ one .一 1 ̄K to A to see N 〈S one H book U◇.book c◇ c 〈

Just imagine......

When a martial artist constantly sharpens himself, and even risks his life to fight again and again, what is it for? Isn't it the chic and powerful feeling of galloping through the world and flying in the nine skies?

Now, as long as you take refuge in the Stygian Ancient Clan, you can soar to the sky and get the thing you dreamed of.

As for the Qimang Realm?

Although this is everyone's ancestral land, the entire Qimang realm is so big, and everyone occupies a corner of the land at most from life to death, which is not worth mentioning at all compared to the entire Qimang realm!

Naturally, they would not have lost their future and their lives for that corner of the land.

"Don't be discouraged, don't be discouraged. We also have the leader of the Hong Yu Young Alliance. There are also many powerhouses in the Black and White Divine Palace, they will definitely appear, and they will guard the Qimang Realm!" some powerhouses roared, trying to make those confused people sober up and stand up to protect their homes.

"That's right, Hong Yu Young Alliance Master, they will definitely come back!"

"We have to hold on, this is our ancestral land. We can't give it up, it's our roots!"

All the mighty men were yelling. Hysteria.

Even some of the old people, whose eyes were full of tears, who had lived here for a long time, were their roots, and who were absolutely unwilling to leave their homeland.

Of course.

There are also some strong people who have tried to take refuge in the Stygian Ancient Clan.

These powerhouses had more or less some connections with the Eternal Buddha Kingdom and the Heavenly Machine Gate.

It's just that when Hong Yu counterattacked with the Black and White Divine Palace and swept across the entire Five Domains Big 6, they saw the wind and took refuge in the Qimang Realm. To read the book ▲〓 ◇ Read one.

Now that the powerful starry sky fleet of the Demon Rock Luo and the Stygian Sea Ancient Clan has appeared, these powerhouses have naturally chosen the stronger side.

For the refuge of such a strong person, Mo Yanluo is naturally treated with a good life.

Not only did it give them a strong soldier. It was also passed on to them the cultivation secrets that had been passed down in the starry sky of the universe.

Let those strong people who take refuge in them feel excited about their wise choices.

It is also active and active to help the ancient tribe of the Styx Sea to recruit living beings.

Looking at the extremely busy, as if they were rushing to help the supreme monarch, the corners of Mo Yanluo's mouth rose, with an icy arc: "A group of spineless things, just the most ordinary standard weapons and the cheats of the stalls made them turn their backs on their own clan, if I am the Qimang Holy Ancestor." I'm afraid that I will be so angry by your actions that I will crawl out of the long river of years!"

"General, the creatures of this Qimang Realm are extremely weak, why do we still use such complicated methods?" a strong man asked curiously.

Mo Yanluo sneered: "The creatures of the Qi Mang Realm are naturally not worried, but after all, this is the ancestral land of the Qi Mang Holy Ancestor. There are endless inheritances and opportunities, but often strong people such as Qi Mang Saint Ancestor will lay special means for the continuation of the race. We can't break in. Let the natives of the Qimang realm help us!"

Everyone nodded again and again, constantly praising Mo Yanluo.

Moyan Luo squinted, staring at the beautiful blue planet in front of him.

............

Time is lost minute by minute.

There was only an hour left before it got dark, and the entire Qi Mang Realm was already completely chaotic, chaotic to the extreme.

Countless strong men are fighting each other.

Those powerhouses who had taken refuge in the ancient clan of the Stygian Sea had the standard divine weapons in the starry sky, and everyone's combat effectiveness had increased several times.

They are equivalent to a sweep. Dominate the Qimang Realm.

Countless strong men who resisted were mercilessly slaughtered.

Countless innocent beings who did not want to belong to them died under their cruel butcher's knives.

The entire Qimang realm was devastated.

And all this......

However, the Stygian Ancient Clan has not dispatched a single soldier, all of them are strong people within the Qimang Realm, and those creatures called natives are killing each other.

Heavenly Dao Alliance.

This place, which is the most core place in the entire Mobei Wasteland, and even the most prosperous and powerful city in the Qimang Realm now, has been besieged by countless strong people, the city is turbulent, the defense circle is broken, and countless strong people are fighting.

A merchant was ragged and covered in blood, and he had a war knife in his hand, slaughtering those powerful people who had betrayed the Qimang Realm.

"Don't hurt my grandchildren......"

A terrible roar waited for a thick despair, and exploded behind him.

The merchant was stunned for a moment, followed the sound, and saw a burly, hideous-faced strong man grasping a smart and lovely little boy in his right hand, and lifting the little boy high above his head.

In front of the strong man.

The old woman wailed bitterly, dragged her blood-stained tired body and crawled in front of the strong man, clutching his legs, flapping, and roaring.

"Get out!"

The strong man snorted coldly.

His strength was terrifying, comparable to that of a humanoid beast, and his palm slammed down.

Thunder light was swallowed in the palm of his hand, and the flesh and blood exploded with a "boom", and the blood misted and turned into a blood mist.

The old woman had turned into a pile of flesh and lay in a pile of blood.

The merchant's eyes cracked.

The child and the old woman were still jumping around in front of them not long ago, moved by the protection given to them by Heavenly Dao City, and wanted to stay here.

But now......

"Brute, you brute!" roared the merchant.

He rushed forward suddenly, and the blood-stained war knife in his hand swung wildly, but unfortunately his strength was too weak, and the strong man's powerful strength swung suddenly: "I don't measure myself, I don't have enough strength to be a hero, get out of this seat!"

The strong man threw a punch.

The merchant flew upside down, spurting blood from his mouth and suffering from pain.

He looked at the sky blankly, the shadow of death was misty, looking at the strong men who were constantly dying around him, praying and looking up: "Lord Hong Shaomeng, where are you......?

The same scene appears in many different places.

Southern Xuanyu.

In a big city, tens of millions of people knelt on the ground and worshiped the huge statue: "Lord Hong Shaomeng, we need you!"

Mobei Wasteland, the former Wufu ......

"Young Alliance Lord, we need you, the Qimang Realm needs your ......"

"Lord Hong Shaomeng, where are you ......?"

Creatures are praying and looking up.

And no one ever showed up......

The prayers and looks up of these people are like a divine pen, writing a miracle in the long river of history......