Wu Zhao, who was practicing various spells in the sect, suddenly had a feeling of Mount Tai pressing on the top of his heart, he looked up, and saw that the thin blood mist in the distant sky was like a fog veil flying, and the void crack behind the fog veil turned into a portal higher than the crack.

At that portal, ordinary people may only see a small black dot.

However, in Wu Zhao's opinion, it was as clear as it was close at hand.

The portal looked quaint and grand, like a gray, weathered, old mottled stone door, but with only a frame, not a door.

Strands of blood mist were as thick as blood, spurting through the stone gate in this direction, instantly obscuring the portal, and sweeping away in all directions with it as the center.

After a while, the blood mist covered the sky, obscuring the sky, and the sky suddenly darkened.

Many humans who have returned to life on the earth subconsciously looked up, and then stared blankly at the blood mist like haze, rapidly occupying the sky.

Mo Ming's panic climbed into their hearts again.

In the city, several figures flew to the city walls, looking up at the extremely unusual blood mist in the sky.

Seeing those figures appear, many people breathed a sigh of relief.

But the next moment, the earth suddenly shook, and cracks in the earth, like an open mouth, an invisible force, rose to the sky, and everyone only felt that there was suddenly a huge pressure on their bodies, which made them unable to stand up.

After that invisible force rose into the sky, the blood mist that was constantly spreading in the sky seemed to be dragged down by an invisible big hand, falling towards the earth star.

The blood mist was like a ball of blood-colored cotton wool, and the scene of being dragged down by an invisible hand was a little terrifying, as if the sky had fallen.

In addition, the earth cracks one after another, as if the sky is falling, it is terrifying.

After those blood mist fell to the earth, they all sank into the cracks of the earth.

At this time, the earth star gives people a feeling of coming to life, as if it is devouring those blood mist on its own. A massive blood mist sank into the earth, and the sky gradually returned to clarity.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But the stone gate did not stop spewing blood mist, and as soon as the blood mist gushed out, it was dragged by a force and fell towards the earth, and finally sank into the earth star.

From a distance, it looks like a blood line, coming out of that stone gate and connecting with the earth star.

Like a hungry baby, Earth Star kept sucking on the blood mist.

At some point, the nine figures came out side by side from behind the stone gate, submerged into the blood mist, and then walked out of the blood mist.

They were dressed in long robes, whether they were gorgeous, simple, simple, or noble, tall or strong, short or thin, bright and colorful, or bloated and fat, and in their countenances there was contempt, pride, pity, pity, ferocity, and resentment...... And so on.

The only thing that these several figures in different costumes have in common is that their aura is powerful, which is even better than Wu Zhao, who has just been promoted to Jindan.

As they emerged from the blood mist, their divine consciousness swept over the earth and stars with impunity.

One of the red-haired young men looked at the earth star below with contempt on his face, and the corners of his mouth curved a slight arc, and said: "Hehe, in the small pond, there is really such a big fish, no wonder there are so many useless wastes that will fall into the sand here." ”

"Look at Yan Shao's meaning, you want that area!" An old man pushed the hat on his head, and a trace of essence flashed in his squinted old eyes, and he grinned, "But there are only so many good places, you are so domineering, how can I wait?"

"So what do you mean, let's have a game first?"

"If Yan Shao has this Yaxing, I can't sweep away Yan Shao's interest, old man. ”

This old man wears a hat and a hat, hangs a fishing basket at his waist, carries a fishing rod on his shoulder, wears straw shoes, and dresses like a farmer, among this group of people, he is indeed an alternative.

But from his tone, it can be heard that he is also an old man who is not afraid of things.

One of them, a noble woman wearing a neon skirt and a phoenix hairpin, was still holding a purple mink in her arms, caressing her back with her bare hands, and said with a smile: "If the two of you have this Yaxing, the little woman would also like to see this excitement." But that big fish you call doesn't seem to want to sit still!"

When everyone heard this, they looked down.

On the earth star, when countless people looked up, they saw a huge black fish in the distance, fanning huge fins and swinging a huge tail, cruising towards the sky.

This scene is not hidden, because the black fish is too big.

But only a small number of people can see the wind and thunder around this black fish.

Although the big fish does not rise with the wind, the wind and thunder it carries already has a trace of domineering posture that rises to 90,000 miles.

A figure in a white robe, carrying a long knife at his waist, his long hair flying, standing on the head of the big fish, facing the wind against the trend, the long knife in his waist seemed to want to break out of the sheath, ready to move.

He stroked the hilt of the knife and said silently in his heart: No hurry, no hurry, wait, wait!

He squinted, his eyes fixed on the red-haired and red-clad figure.

Although there was a sense of superiority in the demeanor of these figures, only the words that the red-haired young man had said before were transmitted directly into his heart.

With such a provocation from Chiguoguo, how could Wu Zhao endure it?

In fact, in such a grim situation, Wu Zhao couldn't shrink his head. Once it shrinks, the breath in the chest is discharged, and the righteousness is not so justifiable.

If it really becomes like that, the road under his feet will naturally be broken.

What's more, behind him, there are billions of human beings.

Yes, even if he dies, he can't retreat half a step!

Looking at the figure that was getting closer and closer, among the nine figures, a young man dressed as a Confucian shook a peach blossom fan and said with a smile: "There is less fire, or leave it to me?"

"Get out!" the red-haired young man snorted lightly and said, "He is obviously coming for me, he is my prey, no one should rob me, whoever robs me will bear the consequences!"

At this moment, behind them, there was a sudden 'click' sound, and the huge stone gate made a burst of cracking sounds under the power of the rules.

Behind the stone gate, among the nine ancestors, there was a red-haired old man who swung a ball of demonic power and smashed it on the stone gate, and snorted at the same time: "Sneaky, you have the ability to come out and fight with the old man!"

A white-haired old man laughed and said, "Old Dragon, don't slap your swollen face and become fat here, you know that it is impossible for that existence to appear here." ”

"Hahaha...... I'd like him to be here and fight, to make that rift a little bigger, and save us all the trouble. ”

At this moment, a big hand covering the sky and the sun leaped across countless star fields and slapped towards this direction with one palm.