The words fall, and the silence is stopped.

Not only the Netherworld, but also the entire Forgotten Lands and the Seven Realms trembled.

Suddenly green smoke rose from the flames, and then, the ice froze, and even the countless flame dragons froze in an instant at this moment, and the same was true of the protruding mountain rocks.

At this moment, the faces of the people in the world changed again, and their faces were frightened.

At this moment, the powerhouses of the ancient realms standing in all directions trembled in their hearts.

For they were covered with ice. This layer of cold not only covers the body, but also covers the soul. Even the majestic divine blood power in their bodies could not be disintegrated in an instant.

Just because it can't disintegrate in an instant doesn't mean it can't really disintegrate. After all, these people are the powerhouses of the Seven Realms of the Divine Realm and standing at the highest peak, even if they are placed in a vast expanse.

Here, albeit a forgotten place. But it's powerful. How many Realm Exterminating Powers are there in a piece of heaven? I'm afraid that these more than one hundred and fifty Ancient Realm Powers can already compete with all the vastness except for the Netherworld.

The Forgotten Land is only forgotten by those from the outside. It does not mean that this world has declined. On the contrary, the number of strong people alone far exceeds that of the other eight vast heavens.

If this were not the case, how could it be that more than 600 years later, when the Netherworld had exhausted all the power of the ghosts and immortals, would it still not be broken?

More than 600 years, although short, for monks. But for a catastrophe, it's too long.

Because, every moment, someone is dying. Everyone hopes that this "moment" can pass faster and come to an end as soon as possible.

This moment may be the end of all beings. Or the light that living beings see. Whether it's the former or the latter, people are hopeful.

Hopefully, this turmoil will come to an end. Instead of worrying about being scared to live, it is better to be buried early.

The breath of the strongest did not appear. But the sentient beings knew very well in their hearts that the cold after this flame was definitely the Lord of the Netherworld.

Because, in this world. Only the Lord of the Netherworld could instantly freeze this terrifying firework that burned the Seven Realms.

"This is the Lord of the Nether.... So.. Is that ghost really one of his generals?"

At this moment, the fiery red of heaven and earth dimmed for a moment. Whether it was the red fire or the blue flame, it was extinguished in the ice and snow.

At this time, the powerhouses of the Ancient Realm saw clearly the figure that was originally hidden in the fireworks.

It was a terrible face, under this dissolution. That face was even more terrifying than the ghosts, half of the face was covered with flesh, and the other half of the face was white bones, and a cloud of ghost fire replaced the eyes.

This figure has only one arm and only one leg. At the end of the wound, there is a black flame burning.

The cold froze the black flame, and the black flame burned the cold again. so that the person is unable to regenerate mutilated limbs.

"Lord of the Nether!"

A roar with extremely murderous intent resounded like thunder in the sky, and everyone's eardrums were deaf.

Many weak creatures were shocked to death on the spot by this roar, and some powerful creatures vomited blood. Those strong people who stand in Xuan have blood left in all seven orifices.

This is a sound wave, so to speak, an invisible force. Those powerhouses of the ancient realm were in a trance, and before they could stop it, they shocked millions of living beings to death.

"Not good!"

The ancient god was furious and hurriedly stretched out his hand. When more than one hundred and fifty ancient gods joined forces, they were able to block this sound wave.

Otherwise, it will be a misery.

This is the horror of the ultimate power, if you don't take care of the creatures below, then every fight will cause the destruction of a domain.

"Such a rich murderous machine... It is directed to the Lord of the Nether.... Don't... Isn't this ghost a servant of the Lord of the Netherworld?"

It's a killer and terrifying. But this killing machine is not towards the ancient gods of the realm of divine relics.

At this moment, the face of the God of this realm froze. Banzu, who was extremely far away, was also stunned.

In this world, only these two supreme powerhouses heard the whispers from afar.

Why explain, yes, there is no need to explain. If you want to explain, you have to be there.

For the Lord of the Netherworld, the two strongest people in this realm are still very jealous to this day. Even if God had fought with him a little, but at that time, the difference between the two realms could not be touched at all.

Even now, even if the God has reached the second level of the Skyclave, he still deeply feels the powerful oppression brought by the Netherworld.

God knows that although his cultivation has reached an unprecedented high point, he is still not an opponent of the Netherworld.

He still couldn't see the depth of the Netherworld Lord clearly, only that his realm had at least reached the pinnacle of the second level of the Skyclave.

God does not know the realms above. If it weren't for the Netherworld's guidance, he still didn't know where he was going.

Sir first, the path of the Nether's Lord leading is too much. Sure, the two of them didn't dare to come in person.

They were equally puzzled by the words of the Nether Lord. I don't understand what it means.

Needless to explain, there are two meanings. Those who are the Lord of the Nether, not the Lord of the Nether.

At this moment, they knew. The person who caused the turmoil in the Seven Realms of the Divine Domain was not a person under the command of the Lord of the Netherworld.

It's just a matter of igniting the flames, and it's a trouble to find the Lord of the Netherworld.

But the appearance of the cold slightly froze both sides, and it represented another meaning.

The Lord of the Netherworld will and will not take care of this matter.

The former, if the two of them are supreme powerhouses, then the Lord of the Netherworld will also make a move, and this attack is not aimed at the ghost-faced man, but at them.

This side is changing, and the two of them are supreme and cannot make a move, allowing the pattern to change.

"Lord of the Nether... You want to pour a handful of oil on the chaotic fire of this world, a handful... The oil that can destroy the world can make the two forces suffer heavy casualties!"

The world says that the Lord of the Netherworld is ruthless and unrighteous, and today God finally recognizes it.

This is really ruthless and unjust, treating all the generals under her command, as well as those ghost immortals and true immortals who regard her as gods, as pawns.

"Don't hesitate to discard most of the strong men under your command... Just to view the building?" God took a deep breath.

Guanshulou, for the creatures of the Seven Realms of the Divine Domain. It was a great transformation. This is the only way of hope for every race to have the source of the anti-ancestral gods.

This is the fundamental reason why God chose to go the same way as the Lord of the Nether, but for the Lord of the Nether, there is no trace of benefit at all.

Because, the view of the book building is only in the view of the gods, and the view of the atavistic bloodline is opened. For ghosts, it's useless at all.

"Lord of the Nether... Why is this so? Probably for whom?"

As the words fell, God's voice abruptly stopped.

Because of another fresh breeze.

Suddenly turned around. He saw that on the piece of paper, there was a heavy rain. In this rain, there is a deep sense of sadness.

The rain came from under the eyebrows of the statue of a man, from the eyes that were not shining.