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    ? At night, hell, the deep blue moon rises, the darkness and the blue blend, deep and mysterious.

    Throughout the wilderness, rotting giant beasts took heavy steps, shaking the ground, and fierce birds in the sky appeared in groups like dark clouds with hostility.

    Ever since the appearance of the blue moon, the night of hell has become bloody and bloody, and wanderers have emerged in large numbers, haunting the wild in dense numbers.

    Even outside some small and medium-sized cities, there are a large number of monsters and living creatures gathering, and the rotting creatures and living people spread to the end of the horizon.

    Under the darkness of night, there were pairs of ferocious eyes, flashing murderous, cold-blooded light, ferocious beasts howling, fierce birds hitting the sky, and angels with divine wings fell in a pool of blood and howled ghosts and gods in hell.  In the last two or three nights, even the True Saint Ashram has retreated into a safe area, and even, adjacent to the gate of hell, is ready to return to the present world through the space-time vortex at any time.

    They were really scared. The so-called city ruins and the safe zone were no longer safe. At night, powerful rogues broke in, kidnapped some true immortals, bit off the throats of two heavenly masters, dragged them into the darkness, and left them on the ground.  A long trail of blood.

    Now everyone is asking, when will the reinforcements arrive?  The current hell is not a place where the advance team can "work". Don't treat the Pathfinder as nothing.

    The city walls of Shencheng are as tall as mountains, and there are not many wanderers outside the city. The huge city has a natural deterrent effect on the wild beasts.

    In the center of the city, the tallest building - the stone tower, seems to be

    Submerging into the deep space of hell, breaking through the faint clouds, even the huge blue moon seems to be within reach.

    Wang Xuan stood on the top of the tower, staring at the deep space, motionless, and resonated with the old universe where Shencheng was located. This may be regarded as the sublimation of fugue.

    Through endless barriers, using the rhyme of Shencheng Dao as the medium, he felt the rise and fall and heaviness of the distant dim universe through remote sensing.

    Even, this time, he saw the blurred outline of the universe, which was the improvement of super god perception, and described its essence through the rules of the universe that overflowed.

    Wang Xuan is immersed in it, there is no sorrow or joy, no glory or disgrace to cover his eyes, it is infinite depth, vastness, and indifference. The old universe has been decayed and revived, and the rules are constantly being interpreted. It is icy cold.

    He seems to have transcended the real world, left hell, and wandered in the rules and rhymes transmitted by the unknown and fuzzy outer universe.

    Even, when he captured a slightly fluctuating "afterglow", he restored part of the truth from an unknown number of epochs ago.

    He reinterpreted the starry sky with strands of regular source matter, and then zoomed in and saw the passing scene.

    A piece of starry sky is disintegrating, a huge face is approaching, with bloodstains, and the moment the turbid tears drip, there are stars and broken.

    What kind of series of creatures is that, is it extremely different?  That creature saw the entire family wiped out, leaving no one behind, and he felt powerless.

    "The birth and death of a galaxy is just a mottled stream of light for a moment. What is it for thousands of years? The old era ended, the extraordinary center changed, races, homes, and the universe were all broken, and one civilization after another was going out.  Transferring the myth, even the true saint is also migrating with the group, as if fleeing, everything for

    What?  "

    The huge face space was shattered, and with a whisper, it dissipated and gradually faded away in the dark space-time of the old universe.

    "Who can prove that we have been here and we have existed? Is it worthwhile for the Transcendent Center to keep migrating and following the road?" That was his last voice echoing among the broken galaxies of the old era.

    Until the end, everything was gone without a trace.

    Wang Xuan had no joy, no worries, and was silent. It was just a fragment of Dao Yun that he felt from afar. The outline of the outer universe was blurred, vast and boundless, and there were too many fragments of passing wonders.

    It wasn't until the middle of the night that he "resurrected" and got out of the special fugue state.  "The years are rolling forward, the vast universe is one century after another, and it doesn't stop for anyone. Those supreme creatures, that vast galaxy, in history, are just an insignificant wave between the fingers, blooming in an instant, and extinguishing in an instant.  .¡±

    In the Taoist rhyme of the outer universe, Wang Xuan saw too many sorrows and joys, the strange people opened the way, and the whole family fought for the cross, and it was difficult to escape the last scarlet scene.  , Even the dust is not counted, the son of the true sage died tragically in the bloody era, he saw that he was numb.

    The withering of the strong, the shattering of the extraordinary race, and the death of the saints are all old scenes that have passed away. It is difficult to resonate with them after seeing too much.

    Even, it is far less real than the tearful smiles of children among mortals seen in a quick glance.

    "Throughout one extraordinary era after another, witnessing too much, one day my??There is blood.

    However, the city is surrounded by extraordinary fog, making it difficult to see the situation in the center.

    "Let people who have cultivated all kinds of divine eyes go and have a look. I really don't believe that a superhuman who can defeat limit breakers four times would be so unwise."

    In the afternoon, a piece of news shook hell.

    It has been confirmed that Kong Xuan broke into a huge city and died in battle. He was turned into a prowler by the mysterious power of hell, and now he stands motionless on the tallest stone tower in the center of that city!  "He died, and became a prowler? Unexpectedly, this is a death, begging for a hammer."

    They repeatedly confirmed that after repeated observations by the person who cultivated the divine eye, he was confirmed to have indeed become a monster, and his state was very suitable for the prowler.

    Moreover, someone from behind saw him standing with the ominous creature in the city.  The white sparrow, the golden ladybug, and the star demon are all creatures that have broken the limit four times. They coexist peacefully with him, and they all remain motionless.

    "Unexpectedly, the so-called quality inspector, Kong Xuan, who has a notorious reputation, ended up like this, and died a bit useless.

    Let's go, let's take a look at his last appearance too.  "The people in the True Saint Dojo are on the move, some people want to determine whether his life or death is really a monster, and some people are watching the fun.

    Hell 5 Poxian naturally heard about it, but he didn't say anything, thinking quietly: Aren't you putting pressure on me to report the big event in Hell?  Well, I'll just watch you and watch you silently.

    The main reason is that Hell 5 Poxian has witnessed Kong Xuan's record with his own eyes, so he really doesn't want to provoke him, so let's see the wind first.
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