Chapter 2213

ang bang bang! ! !

I saw that the cursed black coffin that was sealed in the creation ball erupted in an instant with a terrifying black aura, containing powers such as darkness, curse, evil, resentment, etc., and turned into big hands, fiercely bombarding the creation ball above the inner wall.

Immediately, tens of thousands of terrifying big hands slapped frantically, making a bang bang sound, trying to smash and erode the creation ball.

The big black hands are like ghost hands, which makes people feel palpitating. If they really break through, they will explode with terrifying power and wipe out countless living beings.

It's a pity that the power of the creation ball isolates everything, no matter how terrifying the power of the cursed black coffin is, it can't break through, and is always trapped in the creation ball.

Whoosh!

In the next second, with a thought, Xia Ping immediately took the Creation Ball back and fell into his hands.

"Sure enough, this innate magic weapon cursed the black coffin."

He was very satisfied. After sealing the cursed black coffin, it was equivalent to breaking off an arm of the phantom race, disabling most of their backhands, and there was no more threat.

Moreover, if one obtains this innate magic weapon, if one can refine it thoroughly, one may obtain endless power. With the power of this terrible curse, one can completely run amok in the universe without any scruples.

Even against formidable enemies, this can be a killer weapon.

"Okay, there are no treasures here, let's just sneak away."

Putting the Creation Ball into the Shanhezhu space and storing it temporarily, Xia Ping wanted to leave the fantasy world. After all, there was a tragic war in this place, and he didn't know what would happen next.

The so-called gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, he does not need to stay in this dangerous place.

"Wait, the time and space of this fantasy world is sealed, and there is no way to leave."

Xia Ping's heart moved, and he found that the time and space around the fantasy world were sealed by a tyrannical magic weapon, and the surroundings were suppressed by layers of worlds, and it was impossible to escape through space.

Although he can use the space of Shanhezhu to leave here, but Shanhezhu will stay in the fantasy world, and this magic weapon may be discovered by other saints and obtained by others, so the gain outweighs the loss.

"Forget it, stay in the fantasy world for now, and leave after the war is over."

He rubbed his chin. With the ability of the formless mask, he could change into countless ways. Even an invincible saint would not be able to find his whereabouts. Even if he stayed in the illusion world, he would not be found by others.

Whoosh!

Thinking of this, Xia Ping's figure flickered, and he temporarily left the treasure house, came to a corner of the fantasy world, and hid himself.

"By the way, let's see how the battle is going."

After evading, he wanted to know how the war between the phantom race and the human race was going. He immediately activated the Golden Crow Eye of Hell, and immediately shot two terrifying golden lights, penetrating the void, revealing the eternal coercion.

The two supreme eyes seem to have passed through countless spaces, countless latitudes, and landed outside the illusion.

bang~~

In an instant, Xia Ping immediately saw the situation outside the illusion world. At this moment, the void space outside the illusion world has become a super battlefield, and countless saints are fighting.

Among them, the immortal saints are just soldiers, and the real main force is the ancient saints, even the invincible saints. There is no room for other saints to intervene in such a high-level battle.

One after another, the terrifying power is vertical and horizontal, as if it is formed by the cohesive laws of the universe, and it contains the terrifying power of time and space. The power of any law is enough to destroy him.

Xia Ping is not able to intervene in a war of this level at all. With his cultivation, it is estimated that if he enters the center of the battlefield, he will die.

"Um?!"

Xia Ping's heart moved, and he suddenly found that there were a few extremely tyrannical auras around the periphery of the war, as if they themselves were the universe, and all the power of laws revolved around them, so tyrannical that heinously, they are like an invincible saint.

These must be terrifying figures at the level of the ancestors of the human race, but they did not make a move, but watched from the side, as if they were guarding against the imaginary race and unpredictable dangers.

And the only invincible saint of the human race who made a move, his aura penetrated the heavens and the earth, shaking the heavens and the eight wildernesses, and single-handedly countered the eight immemorial saints of the phantom race, and one invincible saint.

Xia Ping also knew this person, it was his master Beiming Saint.

"Master is here too."

Xia Ping was very surprised, but he also felt the strength of the Beiming Saint at this moment. One person can contend against eight ancient saints and an invincible saint. One can imagine the fighting power of the Beiming Saint.

Now the power of the human race has the absolute upper hand, and even here, not only the saints of the human race took action, but the saints of other races are also beating the dogs in the water, causing the saints of the phantom race to fall one by one.

"Damn it, I can't go on like this. I can't be entangled by this damn Beiming, otherwise all the low-level saints of our phantom clan will die." It was the ancestor of the phantom clan, Olasg, who had reached the level of an invincible saint. Realm, he is also the strongest of the phantom clan, the real pillar.

His face was very ugly at this time, because he could see that the Beiming Saint in front of him didn't use his full strength, but just entangled with them, the purpose was to contain them, the strongest of the phantom race.

It can be said that it is enough for the Saints of Beiming to restrain them now. As time goes by, the saints of the phantom race will all be strangled. After all, the human race has the absolute advantage now, and the phantom race is absolutely no match.

Once those low-level saints are beheaded, then he will really become a bachelor commander.

Not to mention, there are still several old antiques from the human race watching covetously. The reason why those old antiques didn't make a move is probably to prevent the phantom race from jumping over the wall in a hurry.

On the other hand, I am afraid it is to train the Beiming Saint.

Thinking of this, Olasgo became even more annoyed. He is the ancestor of the phantom clan, in the realm of invincible saints, almost standing at the pinnacle of the universe, but now he is regarded as a test object, which is really unreasonable.

"Old Ancestor, what shall we do then?"

The other eight ancient sages asked.

"Fight him, do your best, hit this Beiming sage in an instant, and then use the top-grade holy weapon, the mirage bead, to escape, and you can't fight him." Aulasge, the ancestor of the phantom clan, was very calm, he knew It is difficult to kill a saint who has reached this level, not to mention how can he kill the saint of Beiming with a few old antiques of the human race watching him.

So now the only way out for their Phantom Clan is to escape, if they continue to fight, the Phantom Clan will die.

"Yes, Patriarch."

The eyes of the eight ancient sages of the phantom race showed a trace of killing intent. They felt Alasig's determination to fight to the death, and now they had no other choice.