Worlds’ Apocalypse Online

After the three entered the shackles, other monks also did it.

He once again flew out a golden light and made a turn in the temple to collect all the monks.

There is only one monk left outside the temple.

He deliberately waited until everyone entered the shackles and still did not leave.

At this moment, he was exposed to ecstasy and flew to the array.

Just down the road, he has long been squatting.

Knowing that there is a spirit in the front, and then taking precautions, you will no longer be afraid of being hurt by the battle.

He is a mage in the realm of the gods, knowing how powerful a battle will be.

With this array, even Gong Sunzhi is not his opponent.

Now everyone has entered the hustle and bustle, it is a good time to take the ring.

When everyone comes out again and can't find the market, they can just use the pretense to be ignorant.

"Haha, you are mine, mine!"

He is excited to recite.

The monk flew to the side of the front and reached out, which was enough to reach the front.

In the next second, the market will be able to be absorbed by him.

Suddenly, he beat a black mang and swept it on him.

The monk suddenly turned into a skinless frame and scattered on the ground.

The great monk in the realm of the gods died completely at this moment.

The platoon fell on the **** and gently clicked on the skull, which seemed to be ridiculous.

After a short while, the market seemed to have sensed something, slowly flew up and fell into the hustle and bustle.

In the middle.

Gu Qingshan's feet are landing, followed by Ning Yue.

Cold stars and other monks also fell.

In the darkness, the sorrowful and heavy voice rang.

"Amitabha, the magic army is blazing, I can't wait to hold the world. Under the last resort, all of you can decide to work together to carry out the unprecedented world of Dafa. Therefore, I will record the whole process and keep history for future generations."

The sound gradually disappeared and the surrounding scene appeared.

"This is...image retention?" Cold Stars hesitated.

The crowd looked around, but they saw themselves standing on a high altar.

Below the altar, there are bustling crowds, crowds of people, standing countless monks.

Many monks have injuries on their bodies, some are sitting on the ground, and even more, they can only lie still.

The various styles of their armor have been damaged to varying degrees.

Surprisingly, countless weapons float in the sky.

These weapons are either standing still or chasing play. Only when the monks are summoned, the weapons will fly quickly and fall to the monks.

The monks who entered the shackles were the existence of Yuan Ying and the realm of avatars. Looking at this scene, I did not know that I had been drawn into a past image.

"These weapons are all spiritual." Ning Yuexi looked at it for a while and said.

Gu Qingshan said: "Look at their armor."

The crowd looked toward the armor of the monks.

I saw the various brilliances on the armor, and various mysterious patterns appeared from time to time, even the shadows of the beasts.

Ning Yue sighed: "Their craftsmanship far exceeds our world."

"I am afraid not only the refining device, but everyone to look at us." Cold Star Road.

Gu Qingshan turned his head and looked at the big monks standing on the altar.

A total of twelve people.

These people have a deep breath like the sea, and the spiritual pressure has already been collected, but they still shed a horrible pressure.

"Yes, this feeling is the same as facing three saints." A big monk exclaimed in a low voice.

"My God, they have twelve such monks, is it twelve strong sacred people?" The other lost his voice.

Gu Qingshan felt it silently and found out that it was.

This image is also wonderful, allowing them to feel the true atmosphere in their immersion.

In the world of Shenwu, there have been twelve strong people who have sealed the sacred realm. This is such a powerful force.

A thought suddenly flashed from everyone's heart.

- Can such a force not compete against the demon?

According to the known experience, the types of demons are tens of thousands, and the strength of high-order devils is strong, and even Sansheng can barely resist.

Fortunately, those high-order devils quickly disappeared from the world of practice.

No one knows where they came from and where they went.

When the people lost their hearts, they saw twelve strong men of the Holy Land who looked at each other and stood up and walked to the altar.

This person screamed: "The hour has come, welcome the four sages."

The voice did not fall, and the twelve strong sacred sects, all the monks under the altar, all kneeled on the knees and held fists.

At this time, there was a green air in the eastern sky, which turned into a five-clawed green dragon, carrying a white-haired old man, and the clouds came.

In the southern sky, there was a fire rising from the sky. A long knife with a flame burning on it, stood a burly man and flew in the direction of the altar.

The sky in the northwest has a rolling wave. A man and a woman stand on the waves and laugh, while walking slowly.

As soon as the four men appeared, everyone seemed more respectful.

I saw four people flying down the stage, collecting all kinds of visions, and waved their hands: "Imperial."

After listening to this command, the monks dared to get up.

Gu Qingshan suddenly said: "They are not a holy place."

His eyes were nailed to the four people, feeling the heart-wrenching power of the other person.

"Some like the tangible **** demon king at the time." Ning Yuexi also frowned.

"Yes, they are the strongmen above the holy land." Gu Qingshan affirmed her judgment.

"On the top of the seal, there are stronger people... or four such strong ones..." A monk lost his soul.

Monks, look at me, I look at you, they are incredible.

Cold Star suddenly thought of something, his face changed: "They are so strong, how can they lose to the demon?"

This sentence is asked, only a low and silent response, no one can open the mouth.

However, seeing the four sages and the twelve sages on the stage for a long time, there was a fierce quarrel from time to time, and it seemed that something could not be decided.

The image suddenly disappeared, and after a while, it appeared again.

At this time, the image has been skipped for a long time.

Everyone else left the altar, leaving only four corners of the Supreme Stations, and they swayed the law.

They seem to have a special secret.

When the four cast spells, the sky on the altar was split and exposed, revealing the chaotic time and space.

The turbulence of time and space continued for a long time, suddenly disappeared, and the heavens and the earth returned to normal.

A strange ornament appeared at high altitude.

The jewelry flashed and broke into powder.

In the next moment, there were three figures that appeared in the sky.

Gu Qingshan and others looked forward to seeing all the images suddenly disappeared.

In front of them, they were sent out.

The monks appeared in the temple one after another.

"Yep?"

"Are we out?"

"How suddenly was it interrupted?"

The monks only panicked for a moment and immediately returned to calm.

Everyone is looking in one direction.

The entrance to the temple.

A row of strange and mysterious monks stood there.

They wore wide bouts and wore black robes with their hands in their sleeves.

This kind of attire makes people can't see their faces, and they can't see the shredded movements on their hands.

The fluctuation of mana remains in the air.

On the raft, a few deep scratches gave off a slight burning sensation.

It seems that it was these strange monks who attacked the embarrassment and led to the transmission of Gu Qingshan and others.

These strange monks also exude the spiritual fluctuations of the Yuan Ying period and the incarnation period.

The strangers were also taken aback, and they looked up and showed the surprised face under the fight.

Both sides are looking at each other.

No one speaks between the rest.

At this moment, time seems to have come to a standstill.

The monks who practiced the world found that they had never seen these fighters.

Ning Yuexi, the cold star, and the great monks are all generals who have commanded the army for many years. The situation of the entire army is the appearance of the vast majority of the monks. They are remembered in the minds of God and never forgotten.

So they can see at a glance that these people have never seen them, and they are completely strangers.

Even these people’s costumes and weapons are unprecedented.

Are they the monks of the Shenwu world?

- But the practitioners of the Shenwu world have died, no survivors.

On this point, Sansheng had been inspected for a long time and had a broken word.

Therefore, these martial artists do not belong to the world of practice, nor belong to the world of martial arts.

Thinking of this, including Gu Qingshan, the monks have realized one thing in succession.

A thing that everyone didn't think of.

Without warning, history has seen an unprecedented transformation at this moment.

At this moment, civilizations of two different worlds meet unexpectedly in the third world of destruction.

Time will always move forward and will not stay between this interest.

Finally, someone broke the silence.

"Hey? Anyone?"

The stranger who was headed said with a smile.

He wears a long sword with him, and naturally speaks and puts his hand on the hilt.