Inside the cave, a group of people were shocked and could not believe it.

"Blood God Ancestor!"

"Old ancestor!"

Everyone exclaimed in grief and their eyes widened.

This is simply incredible.

One of the supreme supreme emperors of heaven and earth, the Blood God Ancestor actually transformed.

Blood bleeds in seven orifices, and facial features are black and die!

Soon someone showed an extremely horrified look and found something was wrong.

"Look, the death of the Blood God Ancestor is exactly the same as the death of others!"

"It's a curse, that kind of curse!"

"How is this possible? The Blood God Ancestor was also cursed?"

These people shouted in horror.

It would be fine if the people on the Heavenly Kings List were cursed, but now even the Blood God Ancestor was cursed?

He is the Supreme One.

For a moment, everyone was trembling and frightened.

How powerful should a curse that even the Supreme Master can curse to death?

Who can stop it?

The Sword God Ancestor on one side had an extremely gloomy face, and his body was filled with an invisible terrible aura, as if countless invisible sword auras were surging, and his aura was rolling like a wave of waves.

"Damn it, what the hell is going on?"

The Sword God Ancestor's voice was cold and said, "Ao Cangtian is dead, and the Blood God Son is dead. Who is taking action?"

He shattered the space and suddenly disappeared here.

The group of people was even more shocked and incredible.

One of the most powerful supreme masters, Ao Cangtian, is also dead?

What exactly happened?

Could it be that there are really some extremely terrifying curses in that wasteland?

Anyone who has the idea of ​​that wasteland will die?

…

In the thick fog.

Endless unknown land.

A chaotic meteorite rotates here, forming a large and unique area.

With a bang, the body of the Sword God Ancestor appeared here, covered in hazy body, surrounded by strange mist, with deep eyes, and a wide giant sword behind him.

In front of this area, there were several other figures, all of which were hazy, mysterious, and filled with a terrible aura.

"The Blood God Son is also dead, and the ending is exactly the same as Ao Cangtian, with black facial features and bleeding from seven orifices."

The Sword God Ancestor said in a low tone, "Someone is targeting us, there must be an enemy who is plotting against us!"

"There hasn't been any news from Mogu yet. It's been half a day. Could something happen? "

Someone responded with a cold tone.

"Let's work together to break the formation, open his formation, and go in and take a look!"

Someone said.

"I have no objection."

"I have no objection, either."

Many big names have cold tone.

Their bodies glowed, and bursts of invisible terrible aura filled with them, connecting them together, forming a huge aperture, and then suddenly broke through the air and bombarded towards these terrifying meteorite areas.

Dong!

The sound roared, causing endless huge waves to sweep around, and the entire huge meteorite area rolled violently, like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, making a roar.

Soon, the terrifying meteorite zone was hit by a huge hole.

A group of supreme people had a hazy breath and cold eyes, and they strided inside.

At the deepest point, an ancient stone palace floated, emitting a rolling black air, filled with a terrible smell of decay, as if connecting the source of all evil, making people instinctively feel the terrible and terrifying waves.

However, all the Supreme Ones present were all, and this aura could almost be ignored.

They walked into the stone hall and appeared at the deepest part of the stone hall. Their eyes were fixed and they looked at the figure in front of them.

At the front, a figure in a black robe covered with thick black fog sat cross-legged on the ground without moving.

Three strange balls of light floated on his head, two of which were almost extinguished, leaving only one in the middle and the other still emitted bursts of black light.

The figure under the light ball revealed a black cheek, bleeding from seven orifices, and a shawl filled with an unspeakable death aura.

"You're here."

The ball of light above the figure's head suddenly spoke low words.

"Mogu, even you were robbed?"

These people's eyes shot a terrible divine light, which was incredible.

"I felt an extremely terrifying force rushing into my soul. Fortunately, my three-yuan reincarnation was cultivated. At the critical moment, I divided the soul into three, so that I could save my life, but I was still destroyed two souls."

A low voice came out from the light ball, saying, "The soul is not complete, my state cannot be like before. I suspect that some of the people from that time are still alive and have been found."

The Supreme One present sank in his heart.

"Who could it be? It's been fine for so many years, who can still find it?"

"What kind of curse is this? It's unprecedented..."

"Mogu, have you discovered anything?"

They asked.

The strange light ball shook his head slightly and said, "The power came extremely suddenly. I used the secret technique to track it, but I almost fell into the eternal unknown. That person was very strong and terrible, and there was no trace left."

Everyone present had a gloomy face.

"No matter what, since we have already found it, then we will prepare to take the call!"

The Sword God Ancestor said in a low voice.

"In my opinion, it is probably related to that wasteland. Why didn't something happen sooner or later? But when we discovered that opportunity and were about to come, we only had an accident when we discovered it?"

Someone said sinisterly: "It must be related to there, and this curse must come from there."

The eyes of many supreme masters were deep, revealing terrifying cold light.

"Let's talk about it and see what the hell is in that world?"

Someone said in a low voice.

Everyone nodded.

…

In the Tongtian Cult.

In a wide yard.

Zihua's true man vomited a long breath, and his gray hair turned completely white, and his whole body was sweating profusely, as if he had just crawled out of the water.

He felt relieved and looked at the three straw men on the altar.

The oil lamps on the heads and feet of the three grass men had all been extinguished, and he shot seven arrows on each grass man.

The oil lamp is out, which means that the other party has completely died.

He looked at the sweat on his body and was secretly awe-inspiring.

Originally, Qi Yun told him that he had suffered a lot of damage to himself, but he didn't believe it, but he cursed for eighteen days in a row, which really cost a lot of life. He felt almost exhausted.

Especially his long hair turned snow-white.

"No, we need to replenish the consumption as soon as possible."

Zihua Zhenren turned around and looked for Qi Yun. The entire Tongtian Sect could not find any trace of him. He immediately took out the ancient jade for communication to send him a message.

Soon, a space in front of him slowly cracked open.

Zihua Zhenren immediately separated into it.

In the vast holy land space, there is a huge altar.
To be continued...