A long river seems to carry the number of lives. Countless flashes of light flowed upward.

This is really fate, when countless rays of light gather on that long river, there is a loud noise.

This is a crowd trend. In a trance, what sentient beings see is no longer one person, but tens of millions of real figures.

Tens of millions of figures, with different expressions. There are old and young, men and women. These figures did not stop, and behind them, there were countless and thousands of figures.

Someone looked up with their eyes closed, felt the strange changes in their body, and had time to rejoice. When he looked up, his face changed in vain.

They saw them, in that long river, in that figure, there were their figures.

The trend of the sea of people, even if it has its own figure, is difficult to find. But what they saw was that they found their figure and face at a glance.

It's exactly the same!

People felt a wave of horror, and when they saw those figures, there was a strange feeling.

It seems that it is not them who stand in place, but the person who stands on that long river is the real self.

And they are looking down on all beings. is looking down on itself. Looking at this devastation.

In their eyes, there is endless sorrow. This sadness is dyed with my own eyes, and I am dyed in an instant.

Where do these faces come from, and where do they return in the end?

I'm afraid there is nowhere to return. The heavens and the earth will not be restored, and there will be no return.

Many of the people in the Protoss have opened their eyes, including many ancient gods. They all felt the increase in blood and blood in their bodies, and the qualitative change.

They don't know how powerful they have become, but they are certainly much stronger than they have been. It's just that they still feel that it is still difficult to calm the turmoil in the world.

It's an intuition, a helpless yet true intuition.

No matter how strong they are, they can't compete with the strong outside the world.

At this moment, they truly felt the power of the Netherworld.

There are ten breaths rushing, and these ten breaths are extremely complicated. There is an ethereal in the midst of power. When the Grand Duke of the Ten Ancient Clans opened his eyes and felt these breaths, his eyes widened instantly.

This is the breath of emptiness, which is not half-stepped into the void like them, but only a trace of it... You have reached that supreme level. thereinto

There are even three figures, which make people's hearts irresistible.

This is the end of the revelation, when these ten breaths erupted, the Panzu in the holy mountain, the body suddenly trembled.

"How is that possible... Get rid of the Lord of the Nether... How could the three Skyclave powers be born again outside the realm!!"

This is emptiness, and there is no such thing. But it arises from the heart, and the center of a thought is in the soul. Bright and clear, it becomes a truly inviolable supreme existence here.

This kind of existence is already empty, and it is impossible to talk about life and death, and there is no birth and death.

The destruction of the realm is the destruction, and the immortality is not extinguished. But there is still a word for extinction, and if it is not extinguished, it is also extinguished. When encountering an irresistible force, you will still die. But the Skyclave is different, and even if you encounter it, it is difficult to contaminate it.

"That's the Ten Constant Generals!" the team took a deep breath and forcibly pressed themselves to prevent the Holy Mountain from moving.

He didn't expect that these ten permanent generals would be so strong. Not only him, but even God did not expect it. They hide so deeply. Even the two most powerful powers in this realm were unaware of it.

There is the Lord of the Netherworld, who has not yet appeared in the world, but he has shocked the people of the world, and the persecuted God and Panzu can only watch the chaos in the world. Then, there were ten permanent generals serving in Mingzhong.

The ten aura hidden in the dark were all locked on Banzu's body.

Although, the team is not afraid of the remaining seven. But the aura of the other three powerful beings was not weaker than him. If these three people make a move, it will undoubtedly be a shocking battle, a battle that is difficult to distinguish between life and death, and add fuel to the turmoil.

It's hard to tell the difference between life and death, but it will tell the winner. This defeat naturally belongs to Banzu.

"Nether... It's really powerful. The team sighed, and finally chose to give up.

It was a pointless engagement. Taiyi Xingyuechen has a certain effect on the team, if you get it, you may be able to break through your own boundaries, his unintentional way has gone to the end, and he can't take half a step.

Just, the pros and cons. The disadvantages outweigh the advantages. Taiyi Xingyuechen is a supreme mystery, but it is only a glimmer of possibility, and it is far from worthy of Banzu to fight against the heroes, so as to fight hard.

The team still didn't make a move in the end, but the ten breaths never retreated.

The majestic scene in heaven and earth has always been there, but in people's eyes, there is no longer that white coat. It's just that there are thousands of living beings.