The old man guarding the tomb, that is, Yang Zhi, stood in front of many large tombs, raised his sword high, and shouted: "All immortals, follow me for the last battle."

hum!

Those large tombs vibrated and glowed, and the rays of light intertwined to form a large formation. Then, endless rays of light rushed into Yang Zhi's body.

Yang Zhi's aura rose sharply. He held a saber in his hand and slashed out. The light of the saber was so huge that it shattered the void and slashed on the bundle of long hair.

With a sound of touch, the light of the knife exploded, but the long hair was also thrown out, and the light dimmed a lot.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Zhi slashed for the second time, and the light of the knife struck the chains that trapped the ball. The chains vibrated, and cracks appeared one after another.

"Break it!"

Qiuqiu seized the opportunity, and slashed with a sword with all his strength, and slashed on the chain. The chain finally burst, and Qiuqiu escaped from the trap. His body shook, and a round of sword light flew out, sweeping away the surrounding heroic spirits.

The ancestor of the Cangtian clan let out a cold snort, and immediately, more attacks flew towards Qiuqiu, Yang Zhi and others from the upper reaches of time and space.

A giant metal tower crushed down towards the ball, unstoppable.

The previous chain and a bunch of long hair flew back, powerful and powerful, entangled towards Qiuqiu.

"grandfather!"

Qiuqiu roared in grief and anger, because that giant metal tower was the attack of his grandfather.

The Qiuqiu family is unparalleled in talent, and can constantly devour metal materials or other soldiers to improve themselves.

Cultivation in the cosmic realm not only requires comprehension of the mysteries of chaos, but the power of truth is the most important thing.

Qiuqiu's grandfather can devour immortal soldiers and absorb the real power in them. Even though the number of immortal soldiers is limited, Grandpa Qiuqiu's cultivation is still ahead of other universes, so he is more powerful .

With a bang, the ball was almost disintegrated by the shock of the giant metal tower, and then the chains and long hair flew towards the ball and rewound the ball.

"break!"

Yang Zhi rushed over, but from the upper reaches of the long river of time and space, two sword lights slashed at him.

The two sword lights are of different colors and belong to two different Heroic Spirits of the Cosmic Realm.

Yang Zhi could only resist with a swing of the knife, and his body was blocked.

boom!

A pitch-black palm print emerged from the void and rushed into the tomb, intending to explode all the tombs.

"war!"

"war!"



In each of the large tombs, there was a voice of awe-inspiring fighting spirit, and a figure emerged from the tombs with billions of rays of light.

These figures are like the sun, burning blazingly.

This is burning spirit, burning everything.

boom!

All the rays of light gathered in one place and turned into a beam of light, impacting on the pitch-black big handprint, punching out a hole in the big handprint.

"Human king, take care!"

"Comrades, take care!"

Dozens of large tombs, dozens of figures, all came out with deafening voices, with the momentum of seeing death as home.

They are like the sun that is about to go out, blooming the last brilliance, turning into shooting stars, leaping through the void, and rushing towards Qiuqiu's peace of mind.

Boom boom boom...

Afterwards, they exploded and turned into a storm of destruction, engulfing countless heroic spirits.

More destructive power impacted on the giant metal tower, on the chains and long hair.

The Human Sovereign let out a mournful cry, with tears in his eyes.

He knew that those people were never seen again.

Those strong men in the tomb, those heroes of the prehistoric era, are not really resurrected, they are just fighting for the last battle.

Those Tianjiao Yingjie died in the last battle of the prehistoric era, and their bodies were buried in a large tomb. Under the effect of the formation, they conceived and raised their bodies, condensed their imprints on the world, and accumulated strength. This is not enough for them Resurrection, but it will allow them to fight the final battle.

They expected back then that the battle at the end of the prehistoric period was not the final battle, but just the beginning.

In the final battle, they will walk out of the tomb, burn themselves, and bloom their last splendor.

That battle is now.

After burning, everything, including imprints, etc., will disappear without leaving any traces.

It is the real eternal death, never to be seen again in reincarnation.

However, this is what the heroes of Honghuang are willing to do. They are not willing to be ordinary and lonely, and they want to bloom their last brilliance in the splendor.

And this brilliance is more brilliant than they were in life, and its power is also stronger.

The endless storm of destruction bombarded the giant metal tower, chains, and long hair, and finally lifted the giant metal tower, blasting the chain and long hair apart.

Qiuqiu got out of trouble and wiped out a large number of heroic spirits.

But how could the Heavenly Clan give up, those cosmic spirits in the long river of time and space made another move, playing a terrifying fairy art, crossing the long river of time and space, and shrouded towards the ball.

bump!

Yang Zhi stepped out and appeared in the lower reaches of the long river of time and space. His body became extremely huge, and merged with the space of the tomb, as if turning into an immortal monument, blocking the front.

However, even if he integrates into the space of the tomb by special means and into a powerful formation, it is impossible for him to block the attacks of so many cosmic spirits.

He barely blocked the two attacks, but his body was still hit by other attacks, causing blood holes to burst out, but he still did not retreat.

The Human Sovereign shouted loudly, his whole body was burning, and fought bloody with Xuansheng from the sky. At the same time, he controlled the Samsara Cauldron, pierced through the void, and landed beside Yang Zhi, resisting the attack from the Heroic Spirit of the Cosmic Realm.

Lu Ming, Ye Qing, Xue Yuyu and others are also fighting with all their strength, burning flesh, soul and real power, helping to contain the attacks of many cosmic spirits.

Because, if the heroic spirits of the cosmic realm do not attack them, it is difficult to completely stop Lu Ming and others who are desperately fighting regardless of the consequences based on the cosmic realm of the Heavenly Clan.

Seeing that the two ancestors of the Celestial Clan were extremely dissatisfied with the fact that they hadn't won the ball for a long time, and hadn't been able to integrate the Creator and Immortal Soldiers completely.

"Let me do it myself!"

The first ancestor of the Huangtian Clan, with an incomparably huge body glowing, incomparably thick, rushed out with real power like a vast ocean, and turned into a shocking giant hand in the sky above the prehistoric universe, grabbing at the ball.

This is a blow from the ancestors of the ancestors.

The ancestor of the first ancestor, even though most of the energy and strength are used to suppress and refine the universe sea, and only a small part of the strength can be allocated to make a move, they are still unrivaled.

Pressing down with a big hand can flatten everything, and no one can stop it.

No, there is still someone who can stop him at the scene, and that is the ancestor of Qingtian.

The ancestor of Qingtian, with a look of determination in his eyes, let out a low shout, and the Dazhenluo jade plate was separated from his body and suspended above his head.

His body exuded brilliant rays of light, and these rays of light, like silk threads, flew into the Dazhenluo jade dish and were absorbed by the Dazhenluo jade dish.

As for the Dazhenluo Jade Plate, a force gushed out and melted into the body of the Qingtian ancestor.

boom!

With the palm of the Qingtian ancestor, the thirty-three heavens were sent flying hundreds of billions of miles away.