When the terrifying and cold huge eye pupils projected from the gap in the boundary wall, countless creatures in Hunyuan Tian looked up with fear. At this moment, the world seemed to be darkened, and the huge pupils seemed It obscures the sky.
Countless creatures shivered, because the cold gaze made them feel the meaning of destruction.
Zhou Yuan and the others, who were in the Tianyuan Cave, also looked at this scene with a change of expression, their cold eyes made them cold.
"That's... the Great Lord of the Saints?!"
Zhou Yuan swallowed, his expression frightened.
Qin Lian, Mu Youlan and the others were even more pale, and their eyes were full of horror. The fear was even stronger than when the Tianyuan Cave was about to be destroyed.
Because the word saint is definitely a nightmare for all living beings.
Even though the strongest Hunyuantian of the clans is located, but for the mysterious and powerful Saint Clan, he still holds great jealousy.
There are nine days in the source of heaven, and the tribes, including the human race, occupy five days, while the holy race alone occupies four days. This alone is enough to see how terrifying the holy race is.
In those ancient books, there were also records of wars waged by the holy races, and every time, the tribes paid a very heavy price, and many of them fell.
It’s just that, after all, those creatures that existed in ancient books, Hunyuan days, I don’t know how many years they haven’t seen the saint’s great deity again... But today, the appearance of this scene undoubtedly brought boundless fear and disturbed.
Zhou Yuan did not have the fear of Qin Lian and the others. After all, he had seen this scene in that Cangxuan day, and when following Cang Yuan, he had seen the great sage more than once...
However, judging from the current situation, this Hunyuantian is indeed worthy of being the strongest among all the clans in the five days. At the very least, he did not let the Saint Clan stretch out his hand, and in the Cangxuan day, it was held by the Saint Clan. The holy palace supported is extremely rampant and powerful.
It's just that, why did this saintly clan master suddenly catch a glimpse of Hun Yuantian
Zhou Yuan frowned, and he faintly felt that something major was about to happen.
boom! boom!
When Zhou Yuan's thoughts turned, only the figures of the eight great lords and Zhuan Zhu rose up into the sky, and then stepped through the void, appearing directly outside the boundary wall.
They are rising with a terrifying aura, causing the void to continue to shatter.
They stared at the giant eyes outside the gap in the boundary wall, and their faces were fierce and cold. No matter what kind of battle there is in Hunyuan days, everyone understands that the holy race is the real enemy of life and death. , Everything can be put down temporarily.
"The saint clan, why offend me Hunyuantian?!" The body of the god of war gradually turned golden at this time, and the seemingly thin body caused the world to tremble.
The great lords stared at the giant eyes outside the boundary wall on alert, but they weren’t too worried. There was only one person on the other side. Without mentioning his ability to break through the boundary wall and penetrate into the Hunyuan Heaven, even if he was. Here, facing the nine great lords, he can only come back and forth.
Outside the gap in the boundary wall, the giant eyes turned, coldly betting on the nine great lords.
"Unexpectedly, in addition to that Cang Yuan, you Hun Yuantian actually has another great master. It is really gratifying and congratulatory..." An indifferent voice came from outside the boundary wall, seemingly with some playfulness.
All the great lords were indifferent, even Zhuan Zhu, the smile on his face all the time, disappeared, his eyes narrowed and stared at the giant eyes outside the gap in the boundary wall.
When the saints saw that the greats did not pay attention to his meaning, he seemed to be a little boring, and said lazily: "This seat is here, but I have been ordered to inform you that my race will restart the battle for the luck of the weather again. , You should be prepared."
As soon as this statement came out, the eyes of the nine great lords present all shrank slightly.
"The battle of various weather fortunes... is it going to start again?" The nine great lords glanced at each other, their complexions became dignified, which shows how much the so-called dispute of weather fortunes has brought them.
Because this is indeed a real major event, even related to the future destiny of the tribes.
Grand Venerable Zixiao said with a cold voice: "It hasn't reached the millennium time limit since the last battle between the heavens, right? Your holy race is ready, how can other races be prepared in a hurry?"
"Hehe, then it doesn't matter to my race."
The great saint said carelessly: "My clan is the king of the Heavenly Origin Realm. Naturally, I can decide to open the time. If you are not satisfied, you can also try to have this ability."
The faces of the nine great lords all sank, but they are indisputable. The place where the dispute between the heavens is located is the extremely wonderful place of the heavenly source realm. There is one of the sources of the birth of the heavenly source realm. Here, don't say that just because they are in the Yuan Tiantian, even if they unite with the rest of the races for four days, they may not have the ability to open.
In the Heavenly Origin Realm, the only person with this ability is the unfathomable Saint Clan.
The great saint clan smiled and said: "If you Hun Yuantian don't want to participate, you don't have to force it."
The faces of the nine great lords are ugly. This battle between the heavens is enough to represent the future destiny of one day. If Hun Yuantian does not participate, this luck will be seized by other heavens. Then others will be more and more in the next thousand years. The stronger the coming, and Hunyuantian will regress. The most important thing is that if this luck falls in the four days of the clans, it is not completely unacceptable, but if it is taken away by the holy race, then the holy The clan will be stronger, which is something they absolutely cannot accept.
The nine people looked at each other. Although they all saw some suffocation in the eyes of the other party, they finally endured it.
"I know about Hun Yuantian, if the message is completed, I will not send it far away!" The Great Venerable Valkyrie said coldly, and immediately he directly stretched out his palm and shook his hand against the boundary wall. The sky shook suddenly, and only the slightness was visible. The gap was blocked by him abruptly.
And when the gap in the boundary wall disappeared, the huge eyes that followed gave a sneer, and a sneer passed by.
"Then my holy race, I'm waiting in Guyuantian..."
The nine great lords stood in front of the boundary wall, looking at the place where the gap disappeared, their expressions were a bit heavy. It was obvious that this sudden and huge change was beyond all of them.
Zhuan Zhu also sighed slightly. He didn't expect that he had encountered such a major event just now when he stepped into the Saint Realm.
"You guys, I think you all know how important this battle between the heavens is, so there is no need to talk nonsense, and all go back and prepare for it. No matter what, I have to protect my Hunyuantian future for thousands of years!" Xuanji Dazun slowly said.
The other great lords nodded, and immediately had no thoughts of talking. When each of their own shadows moved, they dissipated.
They all understand that under this general trend, no one can take care of themselves, even their supreme lords will also be trapped by this dispute.
The next Hunyuan days, I am afraid that there will be no peace.