Even through the scene reflected in the broken jade, Luo Xiaotian still couldn't see the entire battlefield. It's not that the broken jade doesn't reflect the entire battlefield in it, but in a more distant place, there are more terrifying forces that exist, and with Luo Xiaotian's level, he can't understand those existences at all.

couldn't understand it, so for Luo Xiaotian, it was like being shrouded in fog, as if it didn't exist.

Suddenly, a vague figure appeared in the reflection, as if across the line between reality and illusion, and from that reflection someone was peeping in.

The being poked out his index finger, which was stained with mottled blood, but not his own, and the blood stains of unknown years had not dried up, imprisoned on the index finger like a chain. As the index finger poked out, the blood stains became brighter and brighter, and finally burned on the index finger as if burning.

But the being didn't care in the slightest, he reached out his index finger and pressed towards this tiny being who dared to peep here, like an ant to death, and gently crushed it.

From the moment that existence poked out his index finger, Luo Xiaotian couldn't move, and his life gradually dissipated, as if after that index finger poked out, Luo Xiaotian was already dead, and being alive was an illusion.

When the index finger passed over the giant drum of animal skin, he paused slightly, as if he was afraid of something, and then sped up and ran over to Chaoluo Xiaotian.

The broken jade was shaking, and the picture of the reflection was distorting and tearing, just because of the unknown illusory reflection, a crack spread from the broken jade, and this piece of broken jade that was only the size of a fist was going to be shattered continuously.

The terrifying aura spread out from the broken jade, spreading in the sea of Luo Xiaotian's consciousness, bringing the prelude to destruction.

Instantly, it was as if something had been touched.

Luo Xiaotian felt that something was moving above the sea of knowledge.

Then everything was dispersed, the terrifying aura that had spread disappeared, the cracks on the broken jade stopped spreading, and even the picture in the broken jade was cut off, and the extremely distant fog that existed before disappeared, as if it had been torn apart, leaving only the miserable scene near the giant drum of animal skin.

It's a long story, but it's really just a moment.

Luo Xiaotian was still observing the broken jade in the sea for a moment, and then he was sweating all over, panting for breath, and he was glad to be alive from the danger, and he felt that the strength of his whole body had been taken away.

He couldn't see what was happening on the terrifying battlefield a foot away.

Awakened by the things buried in this battlefield, far away, where the picture that Luo Xiaotian couldn't see clearly, the existence buried under it turned its body, and an existence that could not be described in words woke up, his appearance could not be observed with the eyes, even if it was observed, in the observation of different existences, the posture he showed was different.

He stretched out a finger, like a reflection in a broken jade, and crushed towards Luo Xiaotian.

But Luo Xiaotian no longer felt it, because he couldn't even feel the horror of an existence that was too much beyond his level.

The finger poked out from a distance, slicing across most of the battlefield, and as it approached the fur drum, the blood on it burned like a flame, burning the finger into black smoke.

Boom!

A dull drum sound came from nowhere, it belonged to the Great Drum of Animal Skin, but it did not sound on the Great Drum of Animal Skin.

The blood stains on that finger burned even more violently, and it was directly burned and broken, and golden blood flowed out of the severed finger and sprinkled on the ground, and the dust mixed with golden blood writhed, and stood up with extremely strange things with different shapes, as if a new race had been created.

But the terrifying power of the battlefield wiped out the nascent race at the moment of its birth, and all living beings were not allowed to survive here.

The severed finger fell, was wiped out, but He never stopped.

Countless fingers poked out from the far distance, trying to erase this small being who dared to peep here.

The sound of the giant drums of animal skins no longer sounded, as if the previous one had exhausted the last of its strength.

There is an invisible force spreading, I don't know where it starts, I don't know where it's going.

That power is the "Dao", but it is different from the Heavenly Dao and the Dao, as if it is an anomaly.

Countless fingers were erased, as if erased by an eraser, and disappeared without leaving a trace, as if they had never existed.

But He still kept stopping, not erasing this small being who dared to peep here, He would not stop.

But the next moment, He stopped.

Because he didn't feel the small presence anymore, as if it had never existed here, and there was not the slightest trace left.

If He were still whole, he would have doubted, but He, who was only left with a wreckage, continued to sleep, perhaps forever, until the day when he really woke up and died alive.

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The junction of the heavens and the tombs of the worlds.

There is no world in a huge area here, and the world that was once here has either been swallowed up by the attack of the Ten Thousand Realms Tomb, or has been relocated to another place by great power.

The void belonging to the heavens and all worlds is filled with space-time turbulence, and the originally unpeaceful space-time turbulence is artificially exacerbated by the degree of its riot, and the tyrannical space-time turbulence is an excellent barrier to resist most of the foreign enemies, and the existence that can pass through the space-time turbulence is also injured, greatly reducing the pressure on the monks.

But even so, countless monks have fallen at every moment. The monks who can come here are at least above the Sky Realm, and most of them are in the realm of refining their minds, and then they are monks in the transcendent realm. Most of the transcendent realms of the heavens and all the realms and the monks above them are here.

However, this did not improve the situation, and from the first day, the battle line was constantly pushed back, filled with the lives of countless monks, and it was impossible to stop it.

Because...... The enemy is an extraterrestrial demon.

At a certain moment, the monks observed that a riot had been launched in the tombs of the Ten Thousand Worlds, and countless strange beings evolved from the extraterritorial heavenly demons were affected by the riot, and they were annihilated and dissipated.

They saw that there were huge beings in the tombs of all worlds, each of which was like a world, and they were furious and wanted to come out of the tombs of all worlds.

"What annoys these things like this?"

The man who spoke was a man in a Taoist robe, who was called a tea ceremony man, he was no longer gentle and elegant, his hair was messily draped, and his robe was also full of tatters, and there was a cut on his chest that was cut open by a sharp weapon, and there were blackened blood stains on it, and it was conceivable that he had to be cut in half by a wound.

"Who knows, whatever. However, this wave of riots will have more heavenly demons coming, and the rare rest time will be gone. The man with three different swords on his back sighed.

The others didn't complain, and when they came here, they were already prepared.

Either die here, or break through to a higher level, and then die here again.

Because time is running out.