"Escape, where did you go?!"
The sage of Beiming squinted his eyes, and he found that even under the Four Seasons Divine Sorrow, he still could not find any traces of Olasg and the others, and seemed to disappear silently in this universe.
If Olasgge and others run away, it will probably cause irreparable damage to the human race.
After all, a saint like this is going crazy and assassinating ordinary human races everywhere, it must be a huge threat.
"Don't worry, he can't run away. Under the suppression of the Shifang World Tower, no matter where they fled to, they can't get out of this range."
The ancestor Xiaoyao came over immediately, saying that there is no need to worry. Under the suppression of the Shifang World Tower, Na Olasg and the others cannot escape. It is precisely because of this concern that they will prepare in advance. Never let this encirclement and suppression reappear the last time that the fantasy tribe and others ran away.
"But where did Olasggar go? He knows that this place has been suppressed, and all time and space are frozen. It is impossible to escape. Isn't he trying to move the soldiers?"
The ancestor Kongkong squinted his eyes, and he felt an unknown threat coming from the depths of the void.
"I don't know, but I will know soon. I have communicated with the Shifang World Tower, and I am scanning it all the time. I can find the trace of the old ghost after another one and three quarters. He can't escape."
Xiaoyao ancestor is murderous.
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Whoosh whoosh! !
Suddenly, the illusionist saints such as Olasgge relied on the power of the exquisite holy artifact, Mirage Mist Bead, to escape back into the treasure house of the illusion.
At this moment, they were panting, sweating like rain, and wounded badly. It is conceivable that the battle was terrible just now. If it weren't for Olasg's action, they would have been hacked to death by the Saint Beiming.
It can be said that they no longer have the power to contend with the human race.
"Ancestor, do you really plan to release that kind of thing?"
Seeing Olasgge returned to the treasure house, an ancient saint immediately understood his ancestor's thoughts. The reason for returning to this place was probably to release the cursed black coffin.
The other saints were also hairy and trembling.
This cursed black coffin was a horrible secret treasure obtained by their fantasy race from the dark forbidden zone of the central universe. It was terrifying and very strange, and the curse power contained in it could not be resisted even by a saint.
In order to seal and suppress this cursed black coffin, their fantasy race suffered heavy losses. They don't know how many people died, and some saints have fallen because of this. This is a taboo weapon.
Even the reason why the fantasy race will fall into the abyss and accept the corruption of the abyss is because of this cursing the black coffin.
He was hit by the curse that cursed the black coffin that year, and his life was at stake, he was about to die, and the vitality of his body was about to be extinct.
In order to survive, Olasggar had to accept the conditions of the abyss and get rid of all the power of the curse in his body, and also made his power to a higher level.
This also caused the entire fantasy race to be corrupted by the abyss and become abyssal creatures.
But even so, they are still very jealous of the cursed black coffin. They usually send several ancient sages to guard this place, for fear that the power of cursing the black coffin will explode again, causing the entire fantasy race to die.
"Yeah, if the cursed black coffin is really released, no one can resist the curse power. Even the abyss will have nothing to do with this power. This will have an irreparable impact, and even the illusion will not remain. How many tribesmen will be completely cursed."
An ancient sage couldn't help swallowing his saliva, fearful.
"There is no way, it's all blamed on the human beings who deceived so much and came out to destroy my fantasy race. The fantasy world can't resist no matter what it is."
Olasg gritted his teeth: "But it's not that simple for them to destroy the fantasy race. This time I want to release the cursed black coffin, which will cause the group of turtles and grandchildren to suffer a heavy price.
I want to see what the expressions of the human tortoises and grandchildren will be after encountering the cursed black coffin. Maybe the invincible saints of the human race will fall because of this, and there will be a good show at that time. "
His tone is surreal and hateful.
The other Primordial Saints also nodded their heads, and indeed the same. Now is the most dangerous time for the fantasy race. In order to completely destroy the fantasy race, the human race has placed heavy bans and cannot escape.
The left is death, the right is death, it is better to smash the human race, so there may be a ray of life.
Once the cursed black coffin is released, no matter how powerful the human race is, it will fall into an infinite curse. This is the true source of all evil, containing the power to fear even the abyss.
"Go in, let's take out the cursed black coffin and give that human race a good look."
Orlasg clenched his fists.
Whoosh whoosh! ! !
A group of saints nodded and immediately walked into the inner hall of the Illusory Clan’s treasure house, but when they walked in, they were all stunned and dumbfounded.
"Damn, what is this place? Did we go to the wrong place? Isn't this the inner hall of our fantasy tribe's treasure house?" A saint was stunned, because according to his experience, the treasure house should be filled with a dazzling array of treasures , There are a lot of eternal life pills, a variety of cosmic-level rare materials, and a plant of holy medicine, the kind that is mouth-watering.
But now, now the entire treasure house is empty, with all the treasures gone, it's cleaner than the face.
Suddenly they felt flustered and felt that their old nest had been moved away.
"Paralysis, who did it, which dog did it, so frantic, have you been a thief?"
An ancient sage cursed, he felt that the treasure house might have been stolen this time, or else where it could be so clean, even the gate had been removed, and there was no waste in it.
"Is there a fantasy clan elder who knew that we might be defeated, so he moved out of the treasure house in advance? In order to leave a glimmer of life." Some ancient sage guessed that he was lucky and felt that he might have done it by himself. This loss Not too big.
"Fart, if you did it by yourself, wherever the gates of the treasure house have been moved away, and moved so clean, you didn’t even leave any rubbish. Seeing that the Elixir Garden is not there, the soil has been excavated, not at all. Waste, it’s a fucking gluttonous entry, and no elder can come in without our order. There must be a small thief to come in and patronize, don’t let me find him, otherwise he will definitely die, kill his whole family, and punish his nine clans, This conscientious dog thing, dog thief, shameless."
Another ancient sage gritted his teeth and vomited blood with anger. These treasures were obtained by their fantasy tribe sages, who had been scammed, abducted, burned, killed, and plundered for years.
Now, the time is gone in the blink of an eye, and all the property has been evacuated. Who can stand such a stimulus is really a pauper in an instant and bankruptcy overnight.