Big dry world.

The hourglass that replaced the sun gave off a purple glow.

A huge grain of sand fell.

With the passage of time, the origin of the big dry world is also shrinking rapidly, as if it was taken by a powerful existence.

Even the edge of the world has begun to show obvious boundaries and constantly retreat inward.

Within the world, tsunami, storms, earthquakes, volcanoes... all kinds of natural disasters broke out.

The concentration of the heavens and the earth is rapidly decreasing. Many of the supernaturals who have been in the surgery have suddenly found that they have become wrinkled, and the body is filthy. It is the phase of the five renminbi.

The world will be destroyed. These extraordinary people who rely on the world can naturally not be excused.

Nine mountains, headquarters.

The radiance of many techniques flashed and hit the big array of guardian law, causing the light curtain to shake.

"Even at this time, can't you hate?"

Liu Mengmei looked at this scene: "We are nine mountains... It seems that there is nothing to do with anger and grievances?"

"No! Maybe it should be said... It is because of the end of the world that it becomes even more crazy?"

The yin appeared out and smiled bitterly: "They think we deceived them, the saints have not returned, and everything has no hope."

"When a person is desperate, how ugly it will become, that's it!"

Liu Mengmei looked at the growing array of unrelenting squads, and there was a glimmer of despair in the eyes: "I don't know if this world is first destroyed, or if we are first broken by these small ones."

"We are dead anyway, they are not much better!"

The face of the yin face is dark: "The dreamer in the door has been tested. The whole world has been banned by inexplicable power. Even the law of sleepwalking has been banned. Even if you want to abandon your body and flee to other worlds, you will do it. Not... unless you leave before the existence of the shot..."

In her heart, there is still a trace of suspicion, Fang Yuan, the saint, is not aware of this danger, is it just to escape?

Her deity was once a saint disciple, and she knew more about the saints. Naturally, there was not much awe.

I know that saints are also human beings, and it is human nature to seek benefits and avoid disadvantages!

"But what is the hourglass?"

Feeling the increasingly thin air in the air, the face of the yin face could not help but show a bitter smile: "Don't die, I don't even know why I die. I finally understand my deity, why I am so hard to pursue strength." ""

Bang!

Just then, the world was shaken.

In the high altitude, inside the purple hourglass, the last grain of sand also fell.

Snapped!

Looking up at the sky, I feel that my heart will burst.

Hey! Hey!

In the sky, with a purple hourglass as the center, a crack like a spider web emerges.

This is the mark of the sky! Traces of sky shattering!

Along with the crisp sound, the whole sky suddenly bursts like a glass, showing the huge chaos behind.

A turbulent flow of turbulence, touching any big dry world, regardless of mountains and rivers, flowers and birds, insects, and even extraordinary practitioners, are instantaneous for powder.

"Is this the catastrophe of the destruction of the world? I can't think of it, let me see..."

Somewhere in the void, Hidden Dragon Lord looked up and had a desperate calm on his face: "Is that existence, or refused to let me go?"

As a saint who had participated in the Battle of Dagan and survived the whole process, he was very sensitive to this air induction.

Knowing the other side is the deprivation of the existence of the road of the dreamer.

At this point, I am going to destroy the whole world!

"Retribution... Our dreamer plundered the heavens and the realm. At this time, the habitat of the land itself was destroyed by the stronger, and it was also the cycle of heaven and nature, and the retribution was unhappy!"

The hidden dragon sighed with a long sigh, and could not help but shed tears.

At this time, he had no previous image of chic, and he also became an old man.

Under the virginity of the deprivation of the path of the dreamer, even the saints are just big ants, and what is the true Yuanshi of the district?

"Ok?"

At this moment, the Lord of the Hidden Dragon suddenly saw that the purple eyes reappeared in the sky of the shattered world.

This time, it is greedily absorbing the souls after death, especially the supernaturals and dreamers.

For him, this feeling is getting stronger.

"Do you even deprive the power of death? No!"

The Hidden Dragon Lord, who had been desperate, was struggling.

No matter how much, he is not willing to suffer from the death of his own soul.

"The existence, the road to deprive the dreamer before, the destruction of the world is not enough, but also to plunder our souls... it is more demon than the demon!"

The Hidden Dragon Lord roared: "God! What is God's intention?"

At this time, the only thing that is likely to counter this existence is to have a big deal.

It is a pity that after the beginning of the demise, Dagantianyi seems to be in a deep sleep, and there is no response.

Seeing the hidden dragon of this scene, the heart is completely sinking.

‘I’m afraid that as early as the last time, the big dry world was polluted by the demons, and the darkness was left behind in God’s will... I’m afraid that the whole world is really looting! ’

He smirked, his body decayed and destroyed, but a little spirit was vigorously drawn and cast into the purple eyes in the sky.

At this moment, all the powerful people in the world of the great world have been treated the same.

‘I’m really unwilling... I can’t think of my hidden dragon’s life, and I’m still desperate! ’

On the way to the rise of the true spirit, the hidden dragon respects the Lord but thinks a lot.

The last thought was transferred to a figure.

Even if it is him, it is not possible to finally reorganize the mountains and rivers. It will be a little-known little soldier before, and even become a saint!

"Fang Yuan... Unfortunately, even a saint can't stop a disaster!"

The hidden dragon sighs, and the true spirit will fall into an eternal sleep.

Suddenly, a loud noise awakened him.

He suddenly looked at the glance, and immediately saw an overwhelming big hand!

This palm sticks out from the chaos, with a variety of dense rune imprints, exudes a lot of regular atmosphere.

At this point, it merged with five fingers and slammed a punch into the purple giant eyes in the sky!

Earth fire and feng shui, make God fist!

boom!

Huge eyes are broken, and many real spirits are like meteors, scattered all over the place.

Even the hidden dragon respects the Lord, but the power that feels bound to himself disappears in vain.

Not only that, but the rune is a big move, chaos is arranged, and the sky is automatically closed, as if the previous death is just a joke.

"This is the great existence that has stopped the giant eye. Is it Fang Yuan?!"

The hidden dragon is very horrified, and he is about to begin to doubt life.

For Fang Yuan’s thoughts, he would not admit his mistake: “Impossible... even saints, in the presence of these existences, there is not much difference with young children!”

......

Jiushanshan headquarters.

"It's a saint!"

"The saint is back!"

Extreme yin and Liu Mengmei's luck is not bad, not as special attention as the hidden dragon lord, but also a large array of guards, barely support this time, saw the emergence of the giant hand.

For them, Fang Yuan’s breath will not admit mistakes.

Oh la la!

A meteor crossed the sky, and the huge palm was gradually disappearing, but it seemed to be aware of the situation here.

wave!

Still staying outside, the practitioners who besieged the Nine Mountains suddenly looked dull. Suddenly, all of them fell down, and there was no breath. The body was turned into powder.

......

People in the big world can only see a part of this fight, just like a glimpse of the leopard.

In the world of Meng Ge, Fang Yuan slowly retracted his hand, but he was savoring the difference.

"The realm after the Creator... is the source! The endless life, the essence of sublimation, no! It should be that the dimensions have improved!"

At this time, he can find that although he is still the original body, the various structures are different from before.

"At this time, I should completely break through the realm of the Creator, and I will promote the Jianjian Sword to the Jiujian Peak, which will be promoted as the foundation!"

Fang Yuan restored the normal person's body shape, and the origin of the entire Mongolian world seemed to be arbitrarily mobilized.

"With the help of the source, and the whole world of the Mongolian world, we finally get a breakthrough... It seems that this realm is not only superdimensional, but also power!"

power!

This is a terminology in the new realm. It is Fang Yuan’s self-definance based on his own sentiments.

“It’s somewhat similar to the priesthood, but it’s different, at least, the scope of power, covering many worlds, even dimensions!”

"Of course, this time I played against the existence, but it was a big deal!"

Although he was lucky enough to win a hand, Fang Yuan’s face did not have the slightest joy.

At this level, he has already perceived that the other's rank is definitely higher than him.

Of course, it is better than the feeling of looking at people.

Moreover, because the other party's deity is in a higher dimension, to fight against the world here, it is only possible to take a shot and the strength is greatly reduced.

Under this circumstance, one can gain the upper hand and defeat the enemy in one fell swoop.

"Unfortunately... my own realm has arrived, and I am about to soar!"

Fang Yuan sighed and looked at the world around him.

A feeling of incompatibility, suddenly filled his heart.

Since it has been sublimated, it is bound to enter a higher dimension.

At this time, even in the strongest Mengge world, there is always the power of the world to support, and he feels that he is suffocating.

This situation, like an ordinary person, was suddenly thrown into the desert, there is no water and no food, and will live to be starved to death by thirst!

At this time, Fang Yuan is Zhu Xian. Although he has the power to use it, he is too low.

"It’s ridiculous! The saints are still trying to pick up the heart of the devil, but they don’t know that as long as the realm is up, the world will automatically reject you and make you soar! Promote the universe of higher dimensions!"

Fang Yuan shook his head and felt deeply worthy of the practice of the former saint.