Universal Creation: I Added An Auction Group

With a slight tremor of the palm, all the souls that had just been ignited were extinguished directly, and all self-explosions were also stopped.

The revived power of the quasi-sage was so frozen that it couldn't be left behind.

The scene was extremely quiet.

Time seemed to stand still.

"Gulu!"

"Gurl!

Almost everyone could have swallowed their saliva.

"saved!"

"The existence related to the God Lord has shot!!"

The human race, the rest of their lives, is extremely fortunate.

This scene is very similar to the time when the abyss army invaded before.

At that time, and at the most critical time, there was a mysterious and terrifying existence.

That is the friend of God.

They will never forget the palm that pierced through the portal of the abyss at that time.

Now, it is still a palm.

This palm is extremely old, as if it was born in the prehistory of the world.

However, this palm is even more terrifying and powerful.

This palm covered the entire God Realm and held everything in place.

The revived world-destroying power of the quasi-sage is retreating, being forced to go back, and going to a complete dormancy.

"Who are you!?"

The quasi-sages were trembling.

When did this hand come from?

how to appear

They didn't even know.

None of them got any perception.

As if, it has always been there.

It seemed that it existed and was protecting the God Realm, but they hadn't discovered it, and instinctively ignored it.

Who is the owner of this palm?

Is its owner alive?

The quasi-sage is in despair.

Because, they can't sense anything on this palm at all.

Can't sense any breath, can't sense vitality, can't sense everything.

Saints, they played.

They have also seen the holy man of the way.

I even saw the revived breath of the sage of the way.

However, the Compassionate Saint is absolutely not so terrifying.

The quasi-sage asked tremblingly.

However, they don't get any response.

response?

Not to mention quasi-sages, even saints with the same way are not qualified to come in person.

"escape!!"

"escape!"

Suddenly, the fifteen quasi-sages roared.

This is what their instincts are telling them.

Because, they feel like they are going to die.

"what happened?"

"Why can't I move!!?"

"Consciousness is blurring, is our soul dissipating!?"

"No, why is it raining in the sky?"

"IF..." (bhag) "No, it's quasi-Holy Blood...."

"This.....is my blood...our blood..."

"No, isn't ours still dead?"

"Why did the sky drop our blood..."

The quasi-saints are terrified, desperate, and completely at a loss

"What's going on...you...this is the residual will..."

"Mine too...will..."

"No... It's not the will, it's the unwilling obsession..."

"Haha... Dead! We are dead, long ago..."

"Haha... I don't know when I died, and how I was killed, I don't know everything..."

"Saint, there is great terror in the lower realm...

This is the despair of the fifteen quasi-sages.

Or despair after death.

In other words, it is a reflection of their despair after death.

They died so fast, their minds and souls were wiped out, and they didn't know it at all.

The underlying thoughts completely disappeared after the frenzied roar.

Fifteen quasi-sages.

I don't even know how or when I died.

Everything is like an illusion, but it is actually happening.

The recovery power of the quasi-sage subsided, and they completely disappeared.

The front of the God Realm, tens of millions of legions, was bathed in a rain of blood.

The quasi-holy blood rain.

In every drop of blood rain, there is a vast amount of pure immortal power, and the quasi-sage's understanding of the Tao.

Instinctively, the tens of millions of legions sat cross-legged, seemingly falling into an epiphany.

During the epiphany, they heard some kind of supreme voice in the dark.

Remembered, seems to have forgotten.

That palm disappeared.

Seems like it never came up.

"Human race, there are so many flaws!"

"However, there are always so many moments when their performance is the most perfect of all species..."

On the earth, the old man murmured softly.

"how was it?"

Another old voice came.

"He has already slaughtered the saint, and it is estimated that he will overthrow the fairy world."

The old man smiled lightly.

"Troubleshooter!"

"fine!"

The restricted area became silent again.

"boom!"

In the fairy world, outside the holy ruins, the bodies of the three saints trembled violently.

In the eyes, it is incredible.

Totally unbelievable.

"What happened!?"

The saint of Xiexianzong's face instantly became extremely ugly.

He stared at the two saints.

Disappeared!

All the quasi-sages from the lower realms disappeared, and their auras also disappeared.

Even, they didn't understand when it disappeared.

As if, is obliterated general.

However, what existence in the lower realm can kill fifteen quasi-sages at the same time.

But, why didn't they feel the power that killed the quasi-sage.

What is in the lower bound?

There is a real horror in the lower realm!

This, is the layout of Chen Mang?

This is Chen Mang's confidence?

No wonder, Chen Mang was so calm.

No wonder, Chen Mang was not persecuted at all.

"Chen Mang!!"

Wanbaolou's voice was trembling.

Annoyed!

Frustrated!

angry!

And inexplicable horror.

"Is he dead?"

Chen Mang's calm voice came.

"what exactly is it!!?"

Wanbaolou raised his voice.

"I don't know either."

"Or, go down and have a look for yourself, and tell me when you come back."

"By the way, by the way, destroy the human race!"

Chen Mang said with a smile.

The joy in my heart.

He knew that restricted area people.

Whether it was those old immortals who shot, Chen Mang didn't know.

"Chen Mang!!"

The sage of Wanbaolou roared.

"What the hell!?"

"Didn't you say you want to destroy my human race?"

"You guys go!?"

"I am waiting!"

"It's a pity, with such a heaven-defying situation, I thought I could kill one or two saints, but in the end, I just killed some quasi-sage garbage. It's too wasteful!"

Chen Mang shook his head and said disdainfully.

His words are half true and half false, and the saints don't know which of them are always true.

"Damn you!"

"You humans should die!"

The sage of Wanxian Island said fiercely.

He knew that until now, the cause and effect between them and Chen Mang could no longer be reconciled.

"Please kill me!"

"Please, destroy my human race!"

Chen Mang's humble voice was extremely arrogant.

"I've never seen such an arrogant person!"

"Finally saw you today!"

This is the voice of all the creatures in the fairy world. .