Prehistoric: Spoiler for Nuwa at the beginning

At this time, a voice came out,

Everyone was shocked suddenly.

What's the situation, the Meteorite pavilion master defected?

They were a little dazed. How could such a person defect?

But now is not the time to be dazed.

"The Master of the Meteor Pavilion seems to have been severely injured by the adults, and his origin is almost exhausted. Now even a master can capture him, so let's do it quickly. If he can be captured, then the supreme position is not a luxury!" Someone said happily.

In an instant, everyone was moved.

Many rulers are heading towards the Meteorite Pavilion Master.

Then, those Supremes also arrived.

The Lord of the Desolate is obviously among them.

Meteor's complexion was a little ugly.

He practiced the secret method and refined a clone that is closely connected with himself. If he wanted to manipulate this clone so that Kong Wuzi could not see it, he couldn't be too far away from the main body, so he directly hid the main body under the hidden power. In so many years, it has not been discovered yet.

But now, the old background was exposed all at once.

Just now, he was captured by Kong Wuzi again.

He is very strong, reaching the level of more than 900 divine patterns.

However, Kong Wuzi is stronger, not only that, the hidden forces are in the territory of Kong Wuzi, and there are many other methods on it.

Although the Master of the Meteorite Pavilion has now escaped from the scope of the hidden forces, his origin has been severely damaged.

Not even one percent of what it was in its heyday.

It is really life-threatening.

See those masters coming.

Meteor let out a muffled snort, and in an instant, those masters who were close exploded to death.

It's just that Meteor's current condition is getting worse and worse, and he spit out another mouthful of blood.

This undoubtedly gave great motivation to those who were chasing, even if the masters died just now, they could not scare them.

"Meteor is really dying, hurry up and get promoted to Supreme, just around the corner!"

Watching the Chasing Juggernaut getting closer and closer.

And the most important thing is that among the hidden forces, Kong Wuzi also made another move, and the hidden forces turned into giant ships and aimed at the Meteorite Pavilion Master.

This time, Kong Wuzi made up his mind to let the Master of Meteorite Pavilion die.

He didn't forget how the Supreme Dao Realm entrapped himself so that his body was dismembered.

He felt that killing the Meteorite Pavilion Master would definitely make the Taoist Supreme feel sorry for a while.

A statue with the combat power of [-] dao gods, at this stage, is an existence of trump card level in anyone's hands.

At this time, the Master of the Meteor Pavilion turned pale and murmured: "If you don't make a move, I may die here today."

"boom!!"

The giant cannon was fired at the Master of the Meteorite Pavilion, and the arrested masters and the Supreme hurriedly dodged...

Chapter 988

Accompanied by a violent roar, that piece of chaos was bombarded into nothingness.

And the figure of the Meteor Pavilion Master also disappeared.

It's like being completely annihilated.

"Meteor Pavilion Master, are you dead?" Someone murmured.

When Kong Wuzi retreated, basically the entire hidden force was controlled by the Meteorite Pavilion Master and the Desolate Lord.

The Meteorite Pavilion Master also has great majesty among the hidden forces.

Now watching the giant cannon blasting him into nothingness, many people are full of embarrassment.

"From now on, thoroughly investigate! As long as there are traitors, behead them!" Kong Wuzi's majestic voice made everyone in the hidden forces tremble.

Then the hidden forces returned to calm.

However, this is just an appearance, and everyone knows that another bloody storm is about to be set off.

That is to say, when the hidden forces made such a big commotion, almost everyone was attracted by this side.

"What happened? Is there a war between the hidden forces and the dark distortion?" Supreme guessed.

But this is just a simple guess.

Everyone knows that in the current situation, it is impossible for the hidden forces and the dark distortion to go to war, at least the superficial alliance must be maintained.

Dao world!

"puff!"

In the Dao World Hall, a figure fell down.

The Master of Meteorite Pavilion, or Venerable Xinghai vomited blood again.

He dodged Kong Wuzi's fatal blow just now.

But his own situation was not much better.

In order to escape for his life, he even burned some divine lines, and it was extremely difficult to recover.

"If you move slower, I won't be able to come back!" Xinghai's eyes were full of dissatisfaction.

He has cooperated with the Supreme Being of the Dao Realm for so long because he knows that the Supreme Being of the Dao Realm has the ability to bring him out intact.

But Dao Realm Supreme did not do this.

It also caused him to suffer such a great trauma, Xinghai naturally felt a little dissatisfied.

"Kon Wuzi is not a good person, maybe he was waiting for me to enter the arena. If I really went, I might have fallen into his trap. You have just suffered some trauma, and it is very easy to recover. Moreover, this exposure is not a bad thing for you." Dao Realm Supreme said.

Only then did Xinghai's complexion look a little better.

But what the Daoist Supreme said before was all nonsense to him, and what he cared about was the last sentence.

In this way, I can be with my wife.

"Then Kong Wuzi, do you still have people?" Xing Hai asked.

He is not concerned about the plan of the Supreme Daoist, but worried that if the Supreme Dao fails, he will not be able to resurrect his wife.

"There are manpower, but it's not very effective. And in the current situation, there is no need to put in manpower." The Taoist Supreme said: "I will arrange you to go to Yuanyuan, you can rest for a while!"

Xinghai didn't say any more, just reminded him.

"Kon Wuzi still has people outside the territory, please pay attention."

The Taoist Supreme nodded, and Xinghai disappeared from the Taoist world.

After Xinghai left, a door of light appeared, flickering in the hands of the Supreme Being of the Dao Realm.

And his eyes gradually became deeper.

……

At the same time, the dark twists the border.

This place is shrouded in darkness all year round, bordering Outland, in the deepest part of darkness.

Eighteen epochs have passed, and few have been able to reach the borderlands through the darkness.

At this moment, somewhere on the border, several figures emerged.

"Mo Dao, my dark camp kindly took you in, why did you betray!?" Xue Sha said coldly.

In front, is a figure.

It was the ink knife that cut off one leg of Kong Wuzi's body at that time.

At this time, the ink knife does not look very good.

His sword slave has suffered extremely serious injuries, his right hand has been broken, and there is a black flame attached to the severed arm. Otherwise, with his supreme strength, he can completely regenerate the severed arm, but the black flame , making it difficult to restore his origin.

Not only that, but even the ink knife itself has slight cracks.

After he defected, Hen Dao personally took action to apprehend him, even if the ink knife evil sect was powerful, he was still defeated by Hen Dao, and escaped with serious injuries.

But at this moment, because of the call of the Supreme Being, Hate Dao is not on the scene.

But even so, it is already difficult for the ink knife to match any supreme being.

"Defect? ​​Don't think that I don't know what your plan is, but you want to keep me in the dark camp, and then sacrifice me to summon the lord, and even my body will become the most powerful person in the lord." Do you think I'm stupid for the weapon in your hand?" Mo Dao said coldly.

Those supreme beings didn't bother to reply, and directly shot towards the ink knife.

This ink knife is not only a sacrifice to summon the lord in the future, but also has other great uses for the lord. Besides, he still has a leg of Kong Wuzi in his hand, so he must take it off no matter what.

Several Dark Sovereigns came together, and the momentum was incomparably huge.

Under the siege, Mo Dao seemed to have no possibility of escaping.

However, at this moment, the sword slave moved. He swung the ink knife and slashed towards the barrier that separated the outer domain and the land of relics.

The moment the knife fell, a small crack appeared in the barrier.

"not good!!"

The Dark Sovereigns exclaimed, but it was too late.

Mo Dao's face is ecstatic. He has been wandering around the dark border all these years, just to find the weakest place. Coupled with the particularity of his own body, he can break the barrier. As long as he enters the outer domain, whether it is Kong Wuzi or the dark These existences in the world have nothing to do with themselves!

Mo Dao seized the opportunity and directly drilled into it.

"Boom!!"

Those supreme attacks fell, but Xue Fiend already knew that these were all in vain.

There was no trace of the ink knife at all.

Those Dark Supremes were dumbfounded.

"What should we do now?" A Supreme One asked.

"Go back and report to the commander!" Xue Sha gritted his teeth.

It took only a while, and the broken barrier had already healed at this moment, as if it had not suffered any trauma.

At this moment, in Outland, in a relatively barren time and space, the sword slave fell with an ink knife.

At this moment, the lower body of the knife slave has disappeared, leaving only the incomplete upper body, and the aura on his body is like a candle in the wind, which seems to be extinguished soon.

"The blow just now has exhausted all the energy and origin of the sword slave, and the sword slave will soon dissipate."

Mo Knife's joy did not last long, and he is now in a predicament.

Because of the pursuit of the Dark Lords and the power consumed by the broken barriers, not to mention that the sword slave is about to burp, he himself is about to fall into a deep sleep.

Suddenly, the ink knife trembled violently.

At this moment, the remaining half of the knife slaves also collapsed directly.

The body of the ink knife trembled slightly, but it couldn't move at all.

He is now at his weakest moment, if there is no sword slave available, then he can't go anywhere at all.

And this place is barren, if he falls into a deep sleep, he doesn't know when he will see the sun again!

The most important thing is that the current situation is unpredictable. If I accidentally sleep for ten thousand years or one hundred thousand years, maybe the venerable will wake up, and I will not be able to do anything by then.

The ink knife is not reconciled!

After finally escaping, is it possible that he will be arrested again?

However, at this moment, a shaky figure appeared in this barren space.

It was a young man in a white robe, covered in blood, and not very strong, he probably looked like a saint.