"Father God (Pangu), how will he be resurrected..." With this thought in mind, everyone's eyes looked at Buzhou Mountain with incomparable curiosity. One after another divine thoughts spanned the boundless space and fell on the sky above Buzhou Mountain. phantom figure. But it was transformed by the divine thoughts of all the great powers and the strong! Even those who participated in the auction are no exception. When Hongmeng Auction auctioned the imprint of time and space, it only explained its function. Who can know what effect this thing will have when it is used, so it is natural to be curious about what will happen when it is actually used. In the eyes of all the people, only the rolling roar beside Buzhou Mountain suddenly appeared, and a majestic and terrifying force of energy and blood swept over it, instantly turning Fang Yuan's area within hundreds of millions of kilometers into nothingness. A sea of blood. The dragon with hidden vitality and the evolution of the gods and beasts let out bursts of roars, and a figure that covered the sky and covered the earth stood tall and majestic like a world. Even the ancient sacred mountains are as small as dust in front of them, and the terrifying coercion makes the space almost solidified as if frozen, and the void is squeezed layer by layer visible to the naked eye, as if it will be suppressed and become almost real. Twelve Ancestral Witches, now! All have turned into the real body of Zuwu!
Buzz buzz! ! ! Buzz buzz! ! ! One thought is eternal, and one thought is like eternity. When the Twelve Ancestral Witches appeared, many auras burst out in the void, and countless auras flowed. The brilliance fell, and the gaze was fixed. Among the countless eyes staring, the faces of the twelve ancestor witches were solemn, and one after another, the tribe of the witch tribe came one after another. The earth trembled, as if the sound was made by the walking of the Wu tribe, and it seemed to be brewing, as if they were solemnly welcoming the revival of a stalwart existence. "The formation of the gods and gods of the twelve capitals...start!" The Twelve Patriarchal Witch pinched their handprints and let out a loud shout. In an instant, bursts of loud noises roared. The surging aftermath is majestic and powerful, the ancient and wild atmosphere rises, and the dazzling light bursts out. The figures of the twelve ancestral witches begin to blur, and they are replaced by a chaotic head on the ground, whose body is as big as the prehistoric continent is like dust in front of it , everything around him was extremely small in front of him and appeared out of thin air. Pangu, real body! If the Imprint of Time and Space Long River wants to revive a living being, it needs the breath of the living being, and there is no doubt that the place with the most Pangu's breath and the most Pangu's breath is naturally Pangu's real body! "Greetings Father God...Resurrection!" Pangu really knelt down on one knee, stretched out his hand, and if there was a rushing river rushing out, all the creatures in the entire prehistoric plane seemed to be able to hear the sound of the rushing. Following this, the sky of the entire Great Desolate Continent seemed to turn into darkness, the stars were silent, the starry sky was dim, and all the colors in the sky and the earth seemed to disappear. Accompanied by a loud noise, the sky seemed to be torn apart, and in the shocking eyes of all creatures, a huge crack appeared in the void. If it penetrates the emptiness, it seems to go straight to the root, and you can vaguely see the depths of the endless plane, which is a field that is difficult to reach even the prehistoric world, that is... the place where the long river of time and space is located! A majestic, majestic and immeasurable river comes across the boundless void dimension, across the prehistoric sky, the colors seem to be replaced by the long river of time and space, and one can see the time nodes one after another at a glance. The past, present, future, dimensions, time and space, etc. are all in it, and they are all in it, not only the prehistoric plane, but also other planes. Senluo Zhutian, the majestic myriad worlds, everything is in it. There are creatures from infancy to peak, and there are mortals from birth to death, and even the origin of planes, the death of the world, all evolutions, many births, infinite vastness, majestic stalwarts.
It seems to be traced back to the origin of the heavens, and can see the end of the world, and the past evolution of the prehistoric plane is all in it. One can vaguely see a titan opening up the world in the boundless chaos, fighting one after another with terrifying and mighty gods and demons. Boundless, endless, so magnificent that it is difficult to describe it in words, and so majestic that it is difficult to summarize it in words. Just one glance is enough to make people feel breathless, as if it is unbearable, as if they are worshiping, if there are hundreds of millions of ancient sacred mountains pressing down on the top, what will rush to the face is the massive power of time and space. "The imprint of the long river of time and space actually attracted the real long river of time and space? Let the projection of the long river of time and space come!?" All the powerful were dumbfounded, and all the mighty were dumbfounded. At this moment, the whole prehistoric world has turned into... dead silence! ......... Happy reading every day during Spring Festival in the Year of the Rabbit! Recharge 100 and get 500 VIP coupons! Immediate recharge (activity period: January 21st to February 5th)