Mysterious God-level Scan

The setting sun is like blood, the earth has been broken, and endless blood is flowing.

The blood was unbelievably powerful.

Immortal touch will die, there is golden light on the blood, and it flies into the sky for nine days.

Indicates the extraordinaryness of the blood master.

at this time.

A majestic and vast voice sounded heaven and earth.

Ye Zicang couldn't see who was talking, couldn't see his figure.

It is like speaking in the ear, and it seems to be singing in the endless sky.

"Seal the world, punish the world."

The voice still ringed in his ears.

Ye Zi Cang is very emotional!

This voice is him, the voice of the Xingdi

vaguely.

Ye Zicang saw a tall figure, stained with blood, looking particularly desolate in the setting sun.

He stood alone in the sunset.

Do not know why.

Ye Zicang's eyes were a little blurry, his nose was sour, and tears fell involuntarily.

This is a sad song!

this moment.

The picture changed again.

That is another battlefield.

There are corpses everywhere, and there are more than billions of corpses

There are immortal corpses all over the ground, including some powerful and terrible corpses.

The costumes of those corpses are ancient and mysterious.

Clothing representing an era, an era

And now they're gone, dead on this unknown battlefield

Chapter 2 What happened hundreds of epochs ago? 4/[-]

"boom!"

Right at this moment.

Appearing in a huge mountain, it is like a sky piercing both sides of the sky.

mountain.

Magnificent, soaring into the sky.

On the other side, countless figures are densely packed

Those are immortals, immortals that stretch as far as the eye can see.

The lowest is fairy.

Ye Zicang saw it, and those immortals seemed to have turned into corpses from what he saw.

"Today, I am waiting to leave fire for Cangdi, you can leave your last words"

An unparalleled voice echoed.

It seems to come from the sky.

"No."

In an instant.

Hundreds of millions of immortals are howling, but there is no such thing as a cry.

It seems that they are unwilling to leave a last word, but from now on, their traces will be erased in the future.

In Ye Ye Cang's eyes, he seemed to see a group of people who died in battle, but in the end they didn't even have a single spiritual position. Even the hundreds of millions of beings who were abandoned by heaven and earth, their faces were calm and even a little scarred.

The blood-stained battle clothes are still alive and vast.

It's a no-regret!

Suddenly!

The picture is blurry.

Ye Zi Cang Shen wanted to grab it.

But still blurry.