When the roar of darkness rang out, the world trembled.

The seven Dao Bridges swayed gently in the roar, but the eighth bridge, reflected in the River Styx, did not move.

Everyone could hear that roar, and their hearts sank, and this was the worst-case scenario.

The world moved, or rather, part of the world moved.

I don't know how far away, in the midst of that darkness, something is about to be born. No matter where they are in the dead world, they all look here with a feeling.

Perhaps it was because he had not completely broken free from the suppression of the Daoqiao, only a part of the world was transformed into an extraterritorial heavenly demon, and that part of the world was detached, and countless fragments were combined in the void, from the very beginning of the unregular and random combination of fragments, constantly changing their shape, trying to combine the best form.

Those fragments seem to have found the trick, one will become a monster with a bull head and a human body and a snake tail, and the other will become a powerful species that once existed in this world, constantly changing its own form. Eventually, it became a giant black serpent, its body made up of all sorts of different things, metal, dirt, black mud, and rotting bones, which seemed to contain everything that existed here.

The black snake struggled on the ground as soon as it was born, as if in great pain, and when the pieces of the world touched its body, they all turned into dust and dissipated.

I don't know what kind of stirring the broken world in the darkness has become, and the black snake has stopped.

After the sound of tearing, two huge wings suddenly opened on the black snake's body, almost completely opposite to the black snake's twisted and strange body, the wings were pure white, without a trace of flaws, as if the best things in the world were gathered here.

The black snake flapped its wings, whipped up the wind, lined everything around it, and flew towards the nearest Wendao bridge.

Unfortunately, the closest Ask-Ask Bridge to Black Snake is the Ask-Ask Bridge guarded by Rushan Temple.

Luo Xiaotian happened to be here.

The big bald head felt the breath of death.

It was as if a prehistoric beast was staring at it, as if it had been stripped of all its power and had become a mortal without resistance, unable to move every inch of its body.

After stepping into the pinnacle of the transcendent realm, the big bald head had only felt such pressure in front of the existence of the Dao Realm in the sect.

It's going to die.

I'm going to die.

That's what his body was telling him.

"Give it to me...... Fuck off!"

The big bald head had blood coming out all over his body, and every inch of flesh and blood was cracked, and the whole person became a bloody person.

But because of this, the big bald head was finally able to move.

He glanced back at Luo Xiaotian, Luo Xiaotian, who was trying his best to break through the realm, seemed to have lost his perception of the outside world, even under such coercion, he still never woke up, even his body was like a big bald head, and his skin was flesh and blood.

Taking a deep breath, the bald head stepped forward against the tremendous pressure.

After taking a step, the coercion went even further, and the blood mouth burst out on the big bald head that was directly pressed, and the blood splashed out.

It was easy to suppress the blood in his body, and the big bald head walked forward step by step with difficulty.

He knew he might not be able to do anything, but he wouldn't give up.

Even if it's just two more steps.

There was no point, but he was leaving.

The black snake had already appeared in sight, and the consciousness of the big bald head was blurred, like a mortal who had been pressed down by a mountain. Wherever he walked, blood covered the ground.

The big bald head stopped and looked at the black snake that was getting closer and closer.

The black snake also looked at the big bald head, or rather at the bridge of the question.

Letting the black snake approach, the big bald head did not move again, as if he had accepted his fate and was waiting for death to come.

When it was thousands of miles away from the Ask Dao Bridge, the hurricane wind rolled up by the wings of the black snake blew onto the Ask Dao Bridge, even if it was weakened by the Ask Dao Bridge, it was still like a sharp blade that could scrape away the flesh and blood layer by layer.

The black snake opened its mouth thousands of miles away, and the spatial crack and the unknown pitch-black aura constituted its huge mouth, and it would not feel good to be bitten down by such a bite, even if it was an existence that entered the holy realm.

Suddenly, the big bald head moved.

"Give it to me!"

He roared, burned all his strength, and thousands of miles away, stretched out his hand towards the black snake, and slammed it into the void with a punch.

Rumble!!!

A huge stone tablet smashed on the black snake, which actually smashed the black snake directly to the ground and sank deep into the ground.

There were countless cracks on the stone tablet, as if they were about to shatter at the touch of a button. It is engraved with ancient texts and is an object from an ancient era. This is the last hole card of the big bald head, and this thing is even moved by the existence of the Dao Realm in the Rushan Temple. The being sighed at the time, if it weren't for the fact that this stone tablet was too badly damaged, it would definitely be a rare treasure. And even if this stone tablet is shattered like this, when the big bald head urges it with all its might, even the existence of entering the holy realm can suppress it for a while.

The big bald head once used this stone tablet to suppress the existence of entering the holy realm, and at that time, it felt like the floodgates had been opened in his body, and all his power was losing rapidly. But now, like a bucket that has directly broken the bottom, the power gained by burning everything is almost instantaneously lost by half.

After a breath, the stele shook a little.

A crack sound came from under the stele, like the sound of a giant hammer striking, smashed out of the ground, and new cracks spread from the bottom of the stele upwards, and the stele was completely shattered.

The big bald head spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face was as ugly as a dead man.

"Shattered!"

The big bald head growled.

At his urging, the stele cracked itself and shattered into powder.

But the powder hadn't dissipated, and the black snake was surrounding it, blocking its path.

The black snake twitched its tail and instigated its wings, trying to blow away the stone tablet powder, but the powder seemed to be fixed to death, and each particle was like a sharp blade, and the black snake's tail and wings touched it, and it was directly penetrated with scars.

The black snake roared in pain and rage, and its body writhed more violently, and countless powders left a series of small, dense and disorderly penetrating openings on its body.

When the black snake came out of the stone tablet powder encirclement, its body was already full of holes. But it wasn't blood that flowed out of its body, it was black mud.

The enraged black snake was a few points faster, and flew directly towards the Dao Dao Bridge thousands of miles away, and the void where it passed was cracked and occupied by the power of pitch black.

The huge tail tore through the shattered world, shattering everything that stood in its way, and slammed down towards the Ask Dao Bridge.

At this time—

A yellowed piece of paper slowly floated down and danced in the air, and because of the angle, only one corner could be seen when the paper was fluttering.

It was a dry skeleton, some of which were human, some of which were beasts, some were less than three feet (one meter) tall, some were hundreds of feet, and some were even a few points larger than a planet.

Then, when the picture happened to float between the Black Snake and the Askdao Bridge, the picture on it was completely revealed.

It was as vast as a world, full of dry bones, and in the middle there was a scrawny old man meditating.

The old man was the only flesh and blood on the paper, though he was as thin as if he had only an extra layer of skin than the other dry bones.

The huge black tail twitched down, and the old man in the picture suddenly opened his eyes and stretched out his thin palm towards the black snake.

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