At this moment, a hand appeared in front of all living beings in the world. This is true of both the Protoss and the Terrans.

They didn't know why this hand appeared, it was a hand as white as jade.

In this hand, there is thunder spreading and surging, and the power it exudes seems to be able to disintegrate the heavens and the earth.

It's just that in their eyes, this thunder is incomparably gentle.

This is a spring thunder, spreading everywhere in the spring waves, a green, a red, a purple, all the way.

Above the sky, there is another stroke, and a stroke is underneath. It's another heaven and earth, and the tide is surging again.

One stroke, and another. In an instant, four strokes fell together.

The next moment, a stream of ink surged upwards. In another instant, seven strokes were gone. As if it had never been there.

Almost all of them looked at the hand that appeared in front of them, and in their ears, only a few words swirled. But he didn't dare to make a move.

It's weird, it's incredible. Even the ancient gods are hesitant.

Why did the three spirits appear, why did the bloodline feel the tremors from the depths, why did this hand appear, and why did these words linger in my mind. And why, their bloodline will produce such changes?

After a long time, no one reached out. Just in the next moment, a gust of wind surged.

People see, in the middle of that long river. The figures stretched out their hands at the same time for a while.

When the figures reached out their hands and held them in the air. In an instant, a thunderbolt sounded.

This is the power of thunder to disperse.

One after another, it spreads into the void and disappears in an instant.

At the moment when the thunder disappeared, all the bodies trembled in the same way, and then, one hand trembled uncontrollably, as if there was an invisible thread that controlled them.

Their right hand, uncontrolled automatic.

At this moment, few people noticed that these seven strokes fell. Between heaven and earth, there are only a few people who don't care about the hands that appear in front of them.

A man in blue just glanced at the hand in front of him, and also at his own uncontrollable hand. Shaking his head and smiling bitterly: "Guanshulou... Guanshu Building. I'm afraid that most of the missing essence is in this palm. ”

Luo Shenyu smiled bitterly, this was not the way he was seeking. It's just that this is the case, and how to reverse this ending, can only choose to accept it with unwillingness.

After he reached out and took the hand. In another instant, a loud bang rang out in my mind.

His eyes gradually darkened, as if he saw a blue starry sky.

In this starry sky, there is a huge and bright light shining brightly. Then I heard a majestic scene. It was the churning of the waves.

He saw another shadow in the light. It was shaped like a white deer and had four horns.

This is a mythical beast that presides over the water level. Descending on the earth in the sea of tides. It's just that when this divine beast slowly appeared in Luo Shenyu's eyes, it changed in vain, and a white-haired man replaced this divine beast.

This is the white-haired man who suddenly appeared in people's eyes earlier.

The former disappears, and all beings come out. And then it appeared, in my own mind.

The white-haired man appeared, and slowly stretched out his hand. When this hand is stretched out, the tide is surging again.

Not only in the mind of Roselle Rain. In the minds of the people of the Protoss, the white-haired man appeared, and he also stretched out his hand and gently touched it downward.

Loud noises surged, this was a shocking roar, a great vision of heaven and earth.

This vision is not only in the minds of the people of the Protoss, but also in the outer heaven and earth.

All the Terrans were watching, and the birds were silent. What vision could have been more magnificent than this one in ancient times?

It was another turmoil, and their hearts were shaken, and they were fluctuating, as if there was an ocean surging.

"It's a miracle... The Seven Realms of the Divine Realm... It's going to change. Someone spoke in a trembling voice, and his heart shook.

At this moment, no one made a move. Whether it is a person outside the realm or a strong person of the human race in the realm, they all watch quietly.

After the previous scene, all the ghosts and gods joined forces to strike, and they were all dispersed by one palm. They already knew that there was an unprecedentedly powerful being that was secretly attacking.

This vision of heaven and earth came out because of this strong man.

It's just that the powerhouses outside the realm don't have the heart to retreat, and in their hearts, the lord of the underworld is the most powerful person in the world. No matter how strong this strong man is, how can he defeat the Lord of the Netherworld.

"Panzu....." God frowned, this summons, and urged.

The appearance of the three Skyclave powers made him feel worried. With such a presence in front of him, Panzu was unable to make a move.

His summons was because he felt the wonderful changes between heaven and earth.

"Old man... I felt it. The Seven Realms of the Divine Realm... to be completely integrated. Maybe it won't take a few tens of thousands of years to connect into a domain again. From then on, the aura is no longer a stagnant water, but a sea of life that can flow through each other. ”

"More than that......." God sighed.

"This man is powerful and terrifying. Not only is it connected to the Seven Domains. It is even more with the pen of Zhentian, and four strokes are painted in that holy painting. This is to mend the broken world... Such means... The old man is ashamed of himself. It's just too rebellious. ”

"This vision of heaven and earth... And also because of him. Because ......"

"This is preaching... This person has all the inheritances of the Divine Race.......

A green-shirted old blood-robed man, looking at the vision of heaven and earth, muttered softly, and had seen too many strange things. But at this moment, I was also shocked in my heart.

A statue of a divine beast, each showing its beauty. Fight in unison. It seems that there is a great era of thousands of families contending in that great world.

Everywhere there is a vision, and there is a fresh breeze.

So, in the midst of heaven and earth. The hall is full of purples and thousands of reds.

There was a sound, and it came from the ground, and the ground was broken again. Then a towering tree broke free from the earth.

The mountain flowers are full of branches, thousands of purples and thousands of reds, and it is in this tree.

Shadows appeared on the branches. It's just that this is not a thrush that can sing smartly, but a series of figures.

These are all the beings in the long river, and their figures are still long. Perhaps, this is all the beings in the Seven Realms of the Divine Realm.

They came to this tree, and the water around the tree was babbling and enduring, and it would continue to flow forever.

Some people want to be thrushes, to be the hand that saves beings in the dark. In the end, he still became the hand, but he was still not the thrush.

In his heart, the thrush is only the thrush. And he can only become the mountain full of flowers and branches where she once stayed.

Among all living beings, there is a clear stream of white smoke. There was a soft voice, and it rang again.

"Today will only be today, if there is no tomorrow, how can I see that today. I'm a visitor to this place, but it's not completely finished, so how can I talk about a visitor here?"

"What I see here, there's nothing spectacular. It's just that I really want to see it. I want to see the infinite scenery in my mind. ”

"All I can do is join hands with you to recreate the scenery that I and you have seen. Today, I am gathering the power of all beings in this realm. Fight the Lord of the Netherworld. ”