After escaping for nearly a thousand miles, there was a sudden burst of explosion behind him, and the cracked space was completely shattered, and everything in it was shattered into thousands of pieces.

And this sudden explosion of space disaster seemed to have ended, and the explosion and tumbling of space quickly slowed down.

Jun Xile, who was still in shock, calmed down and turned his head around... In his sight, an extremely strange mysterious light was rising into the sky, running straight into the gray sky of the Taichu Divine Realm.

And the lower end of this mysterious light was connected to... it would obviously swallow everything into an abyss of nothingness!

"That's...what?" Jun Xilei whispered in a daze.

Jun Wuming slowly turned around... His gaze was not above the mysterious light, but around the abyss of Wuzhi, the still turbulent space and the thick smoke and dust that had not yet dissipated.

The smoke and dust slowly drifted away, and gradually became clear in the clear vision, one shadow after another slowly stood up.

"Here..." A middle-aged man's voice came, his voice was hoarse, with a little pain and nervousness: "Here... is it?"

"Ha...hehe..." This was another man's low laughter: "I'm still alive... Unfortunately, this disgusting Yuanchen, we are still...uh?"

The voice stopped, and all the figures suddenly stopped there, as if time had suddenly stopped... Then, their figures began to tremble and let out a heart-wrenching roar:

"No...not Yuanchen..."

"This is not Yuanchen...This is not Yuanchen!!"

The sudden roar made Jun Xilei's eyes suddenly turn black, and his ears instantly deaf, and his internal organs churned violently, almost vomiting blood.

Boom!

The figure in front waved his arms, and the dust disappeared in an instant, and seven figures appeared.

These seven people were completely unfamiliar faces, with injuries of varying degrees on their bodies, but there was no trace of pain on their faces, only extreme excitement and excitement.

And the aura that scattered on them...

Life is about to end, and all thoughts are empty... But at this moment, Jun Wuming's pupils are extremely shrinking, as if he is suffering the greatest shock in these 50,000 lives.

"Successful...we succeeded. There is no Yuanchen here...no Yuanchen! Haha...hahahahahahahahahahahahaha..."

The wild laughter, the shocking Jun Xizhi's body swayed and was shaking.

"Go...go!

Jun Wuming made a low trembling sound, but Jun Xilei did not respond at all under the agitation of his soul.

Not only her soul trembled, but the whole world around her was trembling faintly.

The uneasy aura gradually enveloped the entire Taichu Divine Realm.

"King, the passage has not been closed yet, we should send our thoughts back immediately! Let all the priests know that we have succeeded!"

The man, known as "Knight", was wearing gray soft armor and tall. He was shot out of his deep eye sockets.

Compared to others' bruises, there was almost no trace of blood on his body.

"Hmph, why do you need to remind me?" His eyes slowly swept around, his expression and his words were no longer excited, and Leng Yi was terrible: "The will has been sent back, and this 'channel' should be almost the same..."

Boom-

Before he finished speaking, the white light that penetrated the abyss and the sky suddenly collapsed.

The abyss of nothingness also returns to peace at this time, as vast as before.

The passage disappeared without affecting their inner excitement beyond everything.

"Zhaoguang, Zhaoming, how are the injuries?" asked the silver armored man lightly. The two people who were called by him moved behind him and responded at the same time: "Compared with this grand ceremony of breaking the abyss, what is this mere minor injury."

"This place should be the Taichu Divine Realm in the record." The man in silver armor slowly raised his hand, as if embracing this brand new world: "There is no Abyss...the world without Abysss, we finally waited for this day. The new era will start with today, and each of us is the pioneer of this new era."

"The future era will eternally record today and our name!"

"And this world is as fragile as those 'outsiders' say."

His five fingers bent and gently stroked it. It was such a simple action that made the space tear apart like thin paper: "The fragile space, the fragile laws, and... the fragile creature."

His eyes suddenly turned, and wherever he saw Jun Wuming and Jun Xilei were.

It was also at this moment that Jun Xi, in her horror, she let out a cry, and a whimpering sound of tears... Heavy enough to surpass everything in her life and even transcend her cognition, and she pressed down on her knees in an instant, causing her to kneel down, and her face was in great pain.

Her cultivation is in the middle stage of the God Lord, and she has profound sword skills. Even Yun Che, who is in full strength, could never suppress her to such a level with her aura alone.

It seemed as if the whole world was pressing against it, and that strong sense of humility was like an ant facing the unsightly high mountain of Qingtian... It could not produce even the slightest resistance or even the will.

She is the mid-stage god master, she is the descendant of the Sword Lord. Who can believe and imagine that the power that makes her humble will appear in this world.

Jun Wuming was still standing proudly, but there was a burst of bones breaking around him, which was shocked.

"Divine Lord Realm?" The person who was called "Zhao Guang" looked slightly narrow: "[Outsider] said that those who can penetrate into the Taichu Divine Realm are basically the highest plane in this world, and it seems that this is true."

Jun Xilei couldn't understand their words. Her body was trembling violently, and her will, which was unwilling to surrender, desperately activated the mysterious power and sword intent... But what coexisted with it was fear that penetrated into every bone marrow.

them……

Is it...who...

This...power...

roar----

A powerful dragon roar came, and the sky darkened, and a huge gray shadow came from the distance, with the spreading dragon wings covering the sky and overlooking the seven figures in front of the abyss of nothingness.

"Who dares to cause trouble for the Taichu Divine Realm!"

The huge noise, the collapsed space, and the extremely unusual aura completely alarmed the emperor of the Taichu Divine Realm, the Taichu Dragon Emperor, and let it appear here in person.

The huge dragon shadow and the dragon power that was as beautiful as the sky did not bring any surprise to the seven people.

The man in silver armor slowly raised his arm and made a dull but proud voice like a heavenly edict: "My name is Mo Beichen, and the Abyss Knight who serves the Abyss Emperor and the Priest, is also the pioneer of the Abyss Breakthrough."

"You are very fortunate to be the first to listen to the praises of the abyss! From today on, this world will be taken over by the abyss. As creatures in this world, you have only two choices..."

"Submit to the abyss, or... die!"

Mo Beichen, a completely unfamiliar name.

In the Taichu Divine Realm, outside the Taichu Divine Realm, there has never been a powerful man with the surname "Mo" in millions of years.

"Deep...Abyss..." Emperor Taichu let out a long dragon roar.

It lasts for a long time. From these seven people, the aura it perceives is extremely strange and extremely dangerous.

There is no power to rage, but the space is constantly trembling, as if the whole world is afraid and uneasy. The breath of the Taichu Divine Realm has been ancient and quiet, while the airflow at this moment shows an indescribable weirdness.

The huge Dragon Emperor's divine consciousness touched the seven people one by one...

The four people on the last side seemed to have just experienced a disaster and were covered with scars, but even so, the mysterious energy released was still strong enough to shock the entire divine world... Any one is the peak of the Divine Lord Realm.

Even in the state of injury, the pressure it brought to it was no less than that of Long Bai back then!

The power of Long Bai is that he is a dragon carrying the bloodline of the thin dragon god! The upper limit is already higher than that of all other races.

And these four people... are human race!

Such a person is Yun Che, and he is the supreme Emperor Yun... At this moment, four people suddenly appeared!

The two people ahead, when their dragon soul approached, seemed to touch an indestructible barrier... they could not reach it.

And at the front... the silver-armored man who called himself "Mo Feichen" suddenly spasmed when his dragon soul touched it, like a humble larvae, touching a giant python that swallowed the sky in ignorance.

In just a few breaths, it was horror that almost teared the dragon soul.

"A foreign traveler?" Long eyes stared at the abyss of nothingness. Emperor Taichu made his own judgment and said the only word: "This is not the world you should come to. Go back, this world will remember the peace you left behind."

"Hahaha, hahahaha." Mo Beichen laughed, not blew away his ears, but it ran through every corner of the Taichu Divine Realm, awakening countless quiet creatures: "External travelers? No, we just returned to the place we should go back."

He raised his arm again and made an action of embracing the world ahead, with a little intoxication on his face... and a little intoxication was faintly painful: "The world without dust is like such a pure and peaceful world."

call!

The wind suddenly sounded, and Mo Beichen's voice suddenly brought a little manic and ruthless: "This is the world that should belong to us. Do you know how great and long-term suffering we have endured in order to come back!"

"But you can enjoy this world without dust, and call us outsiders instead... Hahahahaha!"

Every word in his ear was like thunder of broken souls. Jun Wuming's body swayed, but he still stood up and did not kneel... His eyes were tilted and he looked at the crimson jade attached by Yun Che to Jun Xilei's waist.

The old fingers moved slightly... but could not release a trace of sword energy.

The dragon body of the Taichu Dragon Emperor was swept violently as if it was swept by a hurricane. Its dragon roar could no longer maintain its calmness and majesty: "Who are you, where are you from, and what are you going to do!"

"Noisy." Mo Beichen's eyes were rising: "This is a world where gods cannot be born. The realm of the Lord of God is the ultimate, and you are probably the emperor of this world... Hahahaha."

"The abyss is about to take over this world. Your era is about to end. You, the humble king, will be in my hands... Glory for this sacrifice to welcome the new era!"

His arm suddenly grabbed it, and in an instant, the sky turned and the earth moved. The space was split like a broken wave, thrusting directly into the Taichu Dragon Emperor above the sky.

"Roar~~~~!!"

The shrill dragon roar instantly became empty, and the powerful dragon body of the Taichu Dragon Emperor was instantly turned into an extremely horrifying posture. The blood of the dragon was poured down like a rainstorm, accompanied by the sound of the broken dragon bones that were even more terrifying than the mysterious thunder in the sky.

The dragon scales floated, and the gray dragon body was quickly stained with red blood. The pain dragon roar led to the despair and anger. The Emperor of Taichu struggled out of the space vortex, but did not try his best to escape. Instead, he swept the dragon blood rain and flew towards the seven figures that were clearly small but darker than the endless abyss.

"Resist?" Mo Beichen's mouth slanted with a humble arc: "The sad mortal spirit has long forgotten what the true scale of God is."
Chapter completed!