Bell –

Yan Xing, who was staring at the giant in a daze, was suddenly awakened by the terrifying roar coming from behind him, and his brain was clouded, and blood was gurgling down his ears.

This sound wave came from afar, and through the intense particle resonance, it completely tore through the space, making his strong body unbearable, and almost shattered his internal organs.

With the stirring of sound waves, a huge shadow shot at a rapid speed, and where it passed, the void shook and annihilated, and a large number of inanimate forms were crushed along the way, the earth sank, and magma gushed, a scene of purgatory.

Buzzing!

Familiar sounds, bright pillars of light, constantly flickering above the shadows that came from the sky, the pillars of light rotated in a circle every moment, condensing the terrifying power of destruction, constantly strangling the monsters that came like a tide.

"Pulsar, Gama Ray Explosion? It's the Fortress of Sighs! ”

Yan Xing was shocked in his heart, the City of Miracles, which spanned tens of thousands of kilometers and was made up of the wreckage of many heavy Great Suns, was actually repulsed, flew thousands of miles, and galloped towards the Immortal Qi Barrier.

Swept by the terrifying ray, Yan Xing could not avoid it, and directly entered the state of voiding, staying in place, watching in a daze as the Sighing Fortress crushed by.

The void was shattering and annihilating, and in one of the corners of the Sigh Fortress, a pitch-black ball suddenly appeared, bursting out with infinite swallowing power, swallowing the surrounding mist, non-living forms, light, mountains and other matter, and around it, time seemed to slow down.

It was a black hole, and as soon as Yan Xing's mind turned, he understood what was happening on the Sigh Fortress.

The terrorist attack that knocked the giant city into the air just now destroyed the law patterns engraved on the Sigh Fortress, causing the Reverse Heavy Domain to fail, revealing the original mass of the fortress, which caused the mass to collapse and create a black hole.

The most basic logic is that the stronger the strength and the harder the substance, the greater the mass, and the weight of each monk's body is one-half of his strength, such as Yan Xing, whose weight today is about 60 billion tons.

In order to create the city as hard as possible to defend against the onslaught of non-living organisms, the main building material of the Fortress of Sighs was the Great Sun Wreckage, which is two billion tons of neutron star matter per cubic centimeter.

In order to allow such a massive building to stand on the ground smoothly without negative effects such as black holes, the law inscription was engraved at the beginning of construction, which has the same effect as the "particle domain" of the human body, anti-gravity, and cancels out the mass of matter.

"Sure enough......"

"Is it still there? Above the immortals, the most terrifying non-living form, the rules are weird! ”

Yan Xing's eyes were slightly downcast, and he was able to wipe out the inscription of the Sighing Fortress and knock it away, which was definitely not something that an immortal could do.

There will be strange rules, which is also expected, and the catastrophe that can make one side of the realm go to destruction, the highest combat power will definitely not stop at the level of the Eight Realms Stepping Immortals.

The most important thing now is, how many rules are weird in the fog wave, and are there supreme gods and demons in the Meteor Immortal Realm to compete with it? This is directly related to the survival of the realm.

"Drink! Hah-"

The giant who carried the mountain on his back saw the Fortress of Sighs flying sideways, his expression became extremely solemn, his eyes opened angrily, and his bright gaze turned into a pillar of solid light piercing the sky, and the sound of roaring roared through the sky.

"The power of the ancient gods is immeasurable!"

The giant slapped out his hands fiercely, and he actually faced the Sighing Fortress directly, and the vision behind him rose, spreading for thousands of miles, and there were many majestic figures rising and falling in it, all of them looking indifferently, like gods and demons.

Rumble!!

The moment the huge hands came into contact with the city wall, the terrifying destructive power erupted, like a pure white sun, rising in the mist, I don't know how wide the spread was, only to see that the fog was emptied, and a large number of inanimate bodies were directly evaporated, including god-level monsters.

Yan Xing was very close, and he had fallen into the void early, as if he had jumped out of everything, calmly staring at the epic scene in front of him, as if he was watching a holographic projection.

"It's the immortal powerhouse of the Ancient God Mountain, what a lot of strength! It's a pity that it's still not the opponent with the weird rules......"

Although this sigh fortress was only shattered and its mass was not fully revealed, the impact of the air was strange and should not be underestimated.

Yan Xing had a hunch that if nothing else, the giant would also be taken away by the Fortress of Sighs, and he would also be seriously injured.

Katsa –

The giant's eyes showed a look of pain, and he kept retreating, his bones cracked and buzzing, and his legs trembled uncontrollably, bending, and he could not bear the weight of sighing.

At this moment, there was a strange sound from the coffin on the top of the mountain, and black and white divine light flowed out of it, instantly covering the giant's whole body, and then turned into a palm, and with a slight click, the sighing fortress was fixed in place.

"Fellow Daoist, since you're here, wake up quickly!"

"These monsters are more difficult than you imagined......"

In the depths of the mist, there was an ethereal sound, wisps of sound waves, crackling through the fog, projecting the distant scene.

Breath coercion, spiritual intervention, can not affect the void at this time Yan Xing, even if it is the voice of this suspected god and demon, Yan Xing is curious, staring intently, and saw the battlefield at the peak of this catastrophe.

There, heaven and earth have been shattered, revealing a colorful and abstract dimensional mezzanine, a spherical space with no end in sight and a diameter of hundreds of millions of kilometers.

Alien immortals are non-living beings, and the rules are weird.

The power of stepping on immortals, as well as the supreme gods and demons holding immortal weapons.

Scattered and scattered, catching and standing against each other, there are no less than hundreds.

The weak people below the eighth order are not qualified to set foot on this battlefield at all, and they can't even watch from the sidelines, and a little aftermath can kill them.

When did the Fallen Immortal Realm have so many powerhouses?

Yan Xing blinked, just looking at the atmosphere of those existences, he could guess that they were all terrifying powerhouses far beyond the heavens, and he even saw the ethereal spirit son, standing on the edge of the battlefield like a little minion, and the immortal weapon asking the state of mind, being held in the hand of a woman with a strange face.

"Well, this costume should be from the Holy Land."

Yan Xing suddenly realized, he saw the familiar diagram, in the original ring match, those holy sons and goddesses had the same thing on their robes.

Although I don't know what agreement Feixian Cave Heaven has reached with the forces of other realms, but now that the facts are in front of me, it seems that it has indeed received the support of top combat power.

The other battlefields are all petty fights, and they can't decide the direction of the fog wave, but they also have to depend on these powers and gods and demons, and their victory or defeat is the key.

Winter! Dongdong!

As if stimulated by the outside world, the coffin immediately reacted, the black and white divine light surged and flashed, and then there was the sound of heart beating, roaring and shaking, and the surrounding void trembled.

Clang! Boom –

The lid of the coffin was knocked away by a great force, and instantly crossed a long distance and shot into the void battlefield, hitting a material alien immortal and smashing it to pieces.

The power of gods and demons is terrifying!

"Alas, in the vast eternity, this sleep is 200 billion years......"

The vicissitudes of the ancient voice, as if from ancient times, Yan Xing was shocked when he heard this, this old monster turned out to be a figure in the dark ages of the ancient times.

When Shouyuan was empty, he froze the origin, survived secretly, and slept in this coffin for more than 200 billion years, as if it was an existence that came out of ancient history, giving people a sense of time and space disorder.

The void twisted for a while, and then I looked at it, and a thin figure with a thin figure had already walked out of the coffin, and under the black and white divine light, it was a thin and withered body, with gray gray hair, cloudy eyes, and wrinkled skin......

From afar, it seems that you can smell the smell of corruption on his body.

"Ancestors, the descendants are not filial, and they disturb your purity!"

The majestic giant, suddenly knelt down, bowed his head and bowed, this ancestor is the ancestor of the ancient god mountain.

"Get up, come out of the robbery, this is the meaning of the old man's existence, otherwise, why bother to live for endless years?"

The ancestor of the ancient gods is a supreme god and demon, there is no need to communicate at all, heaven and earth are sympathetic, and he can read a lot of information in an instant, and understand the dilemma faced by the Meteoric Immortal Realm.

After that, the ancestor of the ancient gods stepped away, his eyes looked directly at the spherical battlefield, and the light of the origin of life that had been frozen in his body for two hundred billion years burst out with brilliant light, and everything was burning fiercely, and a terrifying, vast and terrifying fluctuation gradually woke up.

In the endless black and white light, the appearance of the ancestor of the ancient gods changed rapidly, as if time had gone back, the white hair became soft and black, the skin regained its crystal luster, the eyes became dark and deep, and the body was stretched and majestic.

However, in an instant, an old man regained his youth and turned into a burly and heroic young man, whose previous aura of corruption had completely dissipated and became vibrant.

It's a pity that everyone present understands in their hearts that all this is just an illusion, and the reason why the ancestor is asleep is because his longevity is about to end, and waking up at this time is just the last brilliance after the extreme sublimation.

After the First World War, it will inevitably fall.

"Huh?"

Halfway through the journey, the figure of the ancestor of the ancient gods froze, his eyes lowered, and he looked at Yan Xing below, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

This is......

I can see each other, but why can't I perceive his existence?