The tragic ancient battlefield was originally clearly visible, but with the entry of a group of unheard of and unseen terrifying monsters, this Zhongzhou fragment was once again covered by the Dao Fragment and the mana storm.

Like that eerie gray mist.

Everyone's shots and killings couldn't be seen in real terms, and Su Mu couldn't see the pupil technique, and he could only see a faint figure, accompanied by a monstrous killing machine.

The old demon monkey is in a very poor state.

He was the first to step into the battlefield, and as a result, a terrifying humanoid creature was killed in the gray mist, far surpassing the others, with black patterns flashing in his hands, containing the artistic conception of silence.

The old demon monkey's chest was almost pierced by humanoids.

His wounds were withering, and even if there was majestic qi and blood running, turning into the purest source vitality, it could not make up for the wounds.

Su Musha recalled the ancient books he had read in the past, and guessed that this was probably a Dao injury-level injury.

The damage is not only the physical body, but the collapse and lack of one's own Dao rules, some of these injuries can be made up for with the help of secret methods and heavenly treasures, and some Dao injuries are the eternal lack of one's own Dao rules.

The old demon monkey didn't seem to be bothered by the injury, he just bared his teeth and grinned, as if he was enduring intense pain, but the scarlet light in his eyes became more and more brilliant, and the killing moves he performed became more and more powerful.

Countless times, the old demon monkey roared the words "life and death together", broke into the gray mist, killed one back and forth, and retreated.

This is destined to be a stage for the old monsters of the Three Ancient Eras.

The ancient tree in the Northern Regions is bloody and treacherous.

Like chains, the branches of the gray mist of the void pierced through the bodies of many humanoid creatures.

In the blink of an eye, the treacherous humanoid creatures turned shriveled, as if everything in them had been sucked clean by the branches of an ancient tree, and at last there were gray skins, which finally dried up and turned into powder.

The branches of the ancient tree continue to absorb the mysterious substance in this way, and the breath emitted is even more majestic and throbbing, and there are faint wood grains flashing on it, but it is like a kind of Taoist seal.

He was destined to be difficult to transform again in this life, but the sleeping eternal years made Gu Shu Ginseng realize such an alternative fighting method, refining the divine power pattern into the wood grain in his body, and using it to perform the divine channel technique.

The Eagle in the Eastern Regions is the fastest.

In terms of retreat, this is the most top-notch existence that Su Mu Sha Shengping has ever seen.

Rao used Su Mu's eyesight, and only occasionally glanced at the gap between the Dao Fragments and the Mana Storm to see the figure of the Sky Eagle.

Nine eagles were covered in blood, their steel-like feathers strewn with blood, and his head had once again been cut off by a treacherous humanoid creature.

The most tragic in the battlefield was the ancient Buddha in the Western Regions.

He has finally fallen into the long river of time.

Even if a touch of spiritual light is contained in the qi and blood before death, forcibly lifting a breath, controlling the phantom of qi and blood, and holding a crippled Zen staff to fight into the battlefield, it is no longer the peak of the past after all.

Even with Su Musha's perception, it can be seen that in the phantom shadow of qi and blood, the aura of the ancient Buddha is dim, and even due to the consumption of the power of time, it has become a little sluggish.

Death took away most of the ancient Buddha's Buddha light and Zen rhyme, and it was even difficult for him to exert his complete Buddhist powers, so he only fought ignorantly with the power of the Zen staff.

There will be a moment when the water will be cut off.

The ancient Buddha's qi and blood phantom had completely collapsed, and the immortal spiritual light of the divine soul was directly attached to the Zen staff.

There was a golden Buddha light rising into the sky.

The ancient Buddha completely gave up the last chance of survival, controlled the Buddha treasure in life with spiritual light, rushed into the gray mist, and chose the most heroic self-explosion.

Boom ——!

In the midst of a violent roar, the center of the gray mist was swept away by the aftermath of the Zen staff's cracking, revealing a hollow sky.

After that, Su Musha seemed to see a wisp of sword light in the boiling gray mist, a round of silver moon, a white light, and a thin old man holding a world-shattering sword......

The gray mist escaped due to the self-explosion of the Zen staff, and everyone could no longer see the battle situation in the fragments of Zhongzhou.

......

Su Musha retracted his gaze in amazement.

The digital sect beside him slowly closed his eyes, frowning, as if sensing the rules between heaven and earth.

The moment the Zhongzhou Fragment appeared, all the existences that had been shackled to the peak of the Avatar Dao Monarch realm all felt the continuation of the path of immortality, and it seemed that a new realm was emerging in their hearts.

This change is like an illusion, and now they are perceiving the world in the hope that they can completely step into the next realm.

After all, if there is a way forward, who wants to become a yin spirit.

However, there was a strange existence in the past, which seemed to erase all descriptions of the realm after the transformation of gods.

Even now, these expressions have not been recalled by the world.

All of you frowned tightly, thinking hard for a long time but to no avail.

After a long time, the figure of the oldest old monster suddenly moved.

In terms of generation, this existence is the generation of Master Cang Junzi, and in the past, he was also a peerless genius with amazing talent, and now the Hanging Moon Demon Sect can have such a prosperous situation, which has a lot to do with this ancestor.

But such an existence is also destined to be shackled to the pinnacle of this realm.

Then the ancestor practiced the secret method, and the nine spiritual veins in the forbidden land of the mountain suppressed his physical body, turning into the foundation of the sect, and he could not count the years.

But even so, the ancestor only had a few years of life.

Now that the path of immortality continues, he seems to have found a way to enter.

With a wave of his big sleeves, the ancestor swallowed several kinds of qi and blood treasure medicines, his shriveled body became full again, and the majestic qi and blood even forced the rich death qi out of the ancestor's body, like a black fog covering the sky, making Su Musha and the others retreat in a hurry.

Cang Junzi also hurriedly appeared from the depths of the Yin Soldier camp to protect the Dharma for his master.

This is likely to be the first existence in the world to break through the realm of the Transformation Divine Dao Monarch after thousands of years.

Observing the ancestor breaking through the realm of transforming gods, Su Musha and Cang Junzi have great creation, just like a lesson from the past, when practicing in the future, you can save a lot of detours.

The heavy thunderclouds had also gradually condensed above the ancestor's head.

If the Thunder Tribulation really descends, this will also be the first time that the Sixty-Nine Heavenly Tribulation will show its true face in front of the world.

Su Musha held his breath and waited for the thunderclouds to condense.

Nearly 100 breaths of time passed slowly.

Staring at the dead and silent sky, Su Musha and the others finally noticed something strange.

Thunderclouds never formed.

Poof——!

Suddenly, the ancestor's body was stunned, and for a moment he seemed to have lost control of the Yuan Qi around him, a mouthful of black blood spurted out, and the whole person fell from the half-suspended air.

The majestic momentum was gone, and the thunderclouds slowly dispersed.

"The Road Ahead...... The road ahead has been cut off by an external force!"

The faces of the people were astonished.

What is going on in this breath?

It's not just the ancestor, Su Musha also sensed it, and the indescribable Qi from before seemed to slowly dissipate between heaven and earth.

The perception of heaven and earth is no longer so smooth, and it is once again as obscure as the millennium of the past.

At this time, there was another change on the periphery of the battlefield.

The crowd looked up.

The gray mist slowly converged, and all the fragments of the Dao were shattered, revealing the true face of the battlefield.

Su Musha gasped deeply.

As far as the eye can see, it is a stunning scroll!