Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go

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In the depths of the void, like a mirror, it is fragmented.

The dense black mist seemed to blow from the end of no man's land, and like a sea of ​​black mist, it quickly enveloped the entire Xuanhuang universe.

And in the depths of the void filled with black mist.

An ancient artifact emerged.

It was a dark white bone staff, about six feet long, with a skull on top.

From the eye sockets of the skull, there was a thick and strange black mist gushing out continuously.

The aura of this Mori White Bone Staff is too terrifying.

Along with the endless black mist, there is also that terrifying power that can desolate all things.

It seems that the world can wither and everything wither!

This ancient artifact is no stranger.

Because back then, at the Three Emperors' Barrier, Jun Xiaoyao and others participated in the Tianjiao battle with the Wu clan at Dongling Pass.

This ancient artifact has appeared before.

It is the dark ancient weapon of the Yan clan, the Hanyan Bone Staff!

An ancient artifact of darkness, possessing some of the power of the Black Scourge.

It is a sacred object of the black disaster group, possessing great power and power.

Just like at this moment, the bone stick directly penetrated billions of layers of space and built a passage.

The permeating black mist is exactly the black mist in the depths of no man's land.

And since the Drought Bone Stick appeared.

The meaning it represents is self-evident.

"What... what's going on, what happened?"

"Why is the light of the sky blocked for an instant?"

"I feel an inexplicable terror!"

as a multiverse.

The Xuanhuang universe is extremely vast, containing hundreds of millions of living beings.

But at this moment, those monks and souls all looked up with fear on their faces, looking up at the vastness.

in their sight.

The stars and everything seemed to be covered by billowing black mist.

It was as if all the light from the sky had been swallowed up.

And the only good thing is.

The black fog cannot penetrate into the Xuanhuang universe for the time being.

Because the boundary wall of the Xuanhuang universe temporarily blocked the black mist.

But this black mist is not useless.

Because of the black mist, it enveloped the entire Xuanhuang universe.

So it also isolates the breath and fluctuations in it.

In a short period of time, if something happens in the Xuanhuang universe, what kind of fluctuations will occur?

It is difficult to spread out directly and will be temporarily blocked.

It was as if they were temporarily cut off from the boundary sea.

And this is also part of the plan of the Wu clan.

They naturally don't want to draw the attention of other forces in Jiehai when they do it.

Although now, most of Jie Hai's eyes are on the Three Emperors' Barrier.

In the entire Xuanhuang universe, all living beings seem to feel that the end is coming.

That is the real fire world fluctuation!

Above the dark and yellow cosmic sky.

Some figures emerged.

The few people in the lead are Emperor Huben of the White Tiger Temple, Emperor Xuanming of the Xuanwu Temple, and Moon God of the Moon Sacred Clan.

They are now considered to be the strongest in the Emperor's Court.

"come yet…"

Emperor Xuanming gazed into the vast expanse, everything was covered by black mist

Although they are all top powerhouses in the Xuanhuang universe.

But in the face of this black disaster group that had robbed the entire Jiehai, there was still a little solemnity in his eyes.

"This battle can only be fought, because the Xuanhuang Universe is also our homeland," Luna said.

Her demeanor is cold and holy, but at the moment there is also a chilling intent.

The black disaster group is the common enemy of all living beings in the world.

In the face of the black disaster group, there is only one battle!

And in the Xuanhuang universe, when hundreds of millions of living beings are in panic.

In that void crack, deep in the black mist.

Figures walked out of it with their hands behind their backs.

Every figure is like a majestic magic mountain, exuding an unparalleled aura of desolation.

They are indeed the second generation emperors of the Wu clan!