"Your majesty!"

Although Chang Jun was greatly influenced, he saw Fang Hao go straight up and immediately follow him.

Just as she said at that time, Fang Hao's military peak is the direction of Chang Jun's attack.

Then, the strong man above the demigod in the heavenly army, although painful at this moment, is not as difficult to resist and move as the strong one of the heavenly saints.

Without hesitation, he followed Fang Hao's figure and rushed directly into the dark sky, the source of sound.

Jiuyang God Emperor, ghost car, Dade, Shenxi and other gods also flew up.

Since we can't guard against it, we'd better get rid of it and kill it. This is probably the idea of everyone.

"Qiang Qiang..."

"Ang..."

The harmony between the dragon and Phoenix seems to be the most sacred and solemn voice in the world, but it seems to have a solemn and stirring voice.

Gu Ze led the dragon clan fierce impact, Fang Cuicui that color of the huge dragon body, as if to break out of the sky a hole, with a strong force.

Although numerous strong men, under the leadership of Fang Hao, have the greatest momentum in the world, but in this dark world, it seems like a bullock into the sea, can not lift too many waves.

A ray of golden light appeared on Fang Hao's body. Then, Fang Hao's incarnation rushed out of Fang Hao's body, holding the golden tree, and collecting all the masters who were suspected of coma from the ground into the spirit root.

It's just that Tianyu doesn't know how high it is. Fang Hao takes the lead, like a golden streamer, impacting tens of thousands of feet, but still can't find the source of the sound.

Boom

The hum began to intensify, as if there was a hammer knocking in Fang Hao's mind, and the rest of the people were unbearable, feeling the shock of mind.

Even the strong in the period of return to reality, they also began to appear coma, a kind of coma that is difficult to wake up.

Boom

At this moment, the hum changed greatly, just like the sound of a clock.

But after this clear cry, the whole world is forbidden, strange general stillness, strange silence.

Solidification!

It was as if the whole world had been frozen.

Even if people fly high, they are like a statue floating in the sky, without any movement or breath.

The continuous beating of the bell, although the sound is clear, but it seems to be the death knell, destroying all the vitality of the event.

This scene, not to mention the strong in the Guizhen period, is the existence of the road to the great God, which is still as petrified, without any vitality.

What it was like before the bell rings, it will remain the same as before, as if to be kept forever.

Silence, emptiness, lifelessness of despair.

Even the countless gods in Kyushu, who did not know what was going on, had fallen into a state of silence.

Even if it is as strong as ghost car, Jiuyang God Emperor and Dade, they are still at the moment. Wanru has lost his soul, but it is also hanging in the air.

Night seems to be the main color forever, just like the legend of eternal night, heaven and earth will be ruled by darkness.

"What's going on?"

In the highest night, Fang Hao's body couldn't move, but even so, he felt that the whole space was filled with solidified materials.

Even though he couldn't move, he couldn't fall down.

Fang Hao's consciousness is clear, and there are four incarnations in his body, but he can't control it.

This feeling of being unable to control his own strength made Fang Hao very uncomfortable.

Looking at their own daughter, there are countless strong people are the same scene, if now someone raises a butcher's knife, these people who are imprisoned by inexplicable force, are they meat on the chopping board?

It seems that the more afraid you are, the more you will come.

Fang Hao could hear him. Someone was saying it above him.

"It's a good clock, but Oh, my God, there are so many. When can I find them? "

"Only pick the best flesh and blood, big people like to use such things to refine medicine!"

With the continuous sound coming, Fang Hao could not help but sweat from his forehead.

There is a surprising guess in my heart. I want to look up, but I can't move at all.

In the face of such a great samsara, it is really sad to find that no matter how much preparation, it is not enough.

Because no matter how many strong people, in such strange means, it seems to be a kind of desolation.

"Ah..."

Constantly shouting in his heart, Fang Hao tried to break through the confinement.

But the body is still motionless, even their own eyes can not move, almost predictably, other people are the same.

And then.

Fang Hao saw that a figure came slowly from the distance, carrying a bag in his hand, just like picking mushrooms. He directly lifted up the people and even powerful animals in the places he passed and threw them into the bag.

The bag was not big, but it seemed that it would never be filled.Fang Hao's eyes are splitting. What was captured was not his heavenly army, but also the people who fought against the great samsara together.

Then, Fang Hao saw a mysterious man carrying a bag. They were like the God of death harvesting life, and put all the people who were imprisoned into the bag.

Even their conversation made Fang Hao feel sad. No wonder even some old guys don't know what the great samsara looks like or what it is.

I only know terror, but I don't know what it is.

Fang Hao is constantly searching for answers, but the result is also a constant disappointment. Even if he has been to the other side where he claims to be able to find any answer, it is useless.

Now, Fang Hao knows What's the use.

Just listen. Someone's talking.

"Can these ordinary people really refine medicine?" Someone said in surprise.

"Ha ha, you are going to ask Ying que about this. He has experienced ten generations of reincarnation, and he must know better!"

Obviously, the questioner seems to have come for the first time, so it is not very clear.

However, the man named Yingque said coldly: "all the creatures in the real world have certain Zhenyuan in them. Great people will send us to pick them once every 1000 years or so. They are often stronger in cultivation and more in Zhenyuan, but the real world is broken and forms all kinds of heaven and earth. All the nature can't be found. But we just need to find a relatively complete world to pick them Just like here

"What is Zhenyuan?" Someone was surprised.

"How can we know about this? Pick it quickly. The Kyushu boundary is vast, leaving a few people here, and the rest going to other areas!"

Then, about a dozen people will be scattered around the world.

Fang Hao was shocked in his heart. He never thought that the great samsara was so sad that countless powerful people with incomparable talent would be reduced to something refined by great people!

"Every 1000 years, you can pick them. What's the difference between raising livestock?"

At this moment, Fang Hao saw the endless desolation. It turned out that what they were fighting against was such a existence.

When I saw a man come up to him.

Fang Hao estimated that he would never forget this face all his life. There was a mole and a tuft of hair on his face. He looked very obscene, but he seemed to dominate everything.

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