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At the same time, outside the Three Realms, there was a huge dark hall, as if it had been attracted by some kind of attraction, and began to slowly appear in the chaos.

The temple was slowly merging and evolving, gradually forming a huge dark hall with a thousand feet in size.

In the giant hall, the black mist rises, as if it can directly destroy the universe, and all the vitality seems cold and gloomy.

In the giant hall, there are layers of black thrones, connected together, and at this moment, on each throne, there is a figure, these figures, all of them are magnificent, and they are actually super powerhouses above the Heavenly Emperor Realm.

If any of the three realms appeared at the same time, they could work together to directly blast tens of thousands of miles of realms.

Although they were all dressed in immortal robes, on top of their bodies, there was a thick dark and evil aura that led directly to the entire space, and they all couldn't help but vibrate slightly.

The entire giant hall was surging with a terrifying evil aura, just like a cave of ten thousand demons.

In the middle of the giant hall, there are thirty-six black thrones, directly extending to the sides, above these thrones, there is also a huge figure in each of them, the black mist is steaming, there is a boundless black mist, behind which it transforms into different human shapes, exuding boundless terrifying coercion.

And if there are people from the Three Realms here at this time, they will find that the images of super Tianjiao and strong people who died in the Three Realms in the past have appeared from time to time in the black mist, and their faces are hideous.

Among them, there are Nangong Guanxiu, there is Fantasy Sea Tianyou, there is Wang Yangming, and even Na Qing Wuya, all of them are facing the figure on the throne in the giant hall, bowing their heads slightly, with a look of awe.

In the center of the thirty-six thrones, there was a tall figure with a raging spiritual fire rising all over its body, and the spiritual fire was sometimes pitch black, sometimes emitting a white light, and the constant change between the two was extremely strange.

In the midst of the blazing spiritual fire, there was a pair of eyes without any emotion, which suddenly projected out, and everywhere the gaze passed, even the entire hall was trembling slightly, as if full of fear.

"Is the information reliable?"

An ethereal and deep voice slowly came out of the spiritual fire.

"The message sent by the second elder of Xuan Ming should not be wrong, the fateful painting elixir at this moment is already the gathering of the five spirits, as long as he is like other disciples, he directly takes the fateful pill, and we rescue our king, the excellent picture scroll of the Emperor of Destiny, Mo Ling, will have fallen. ”

A tall figure, hearing this, hurriedly kowtowed, and replied loudly.

"Everyone is here, right?"

The voice was low and ethereal, slowly coming out of the spiritual fire again, and there was an indisobedient deterrent.

"I'm charming Fairy Fox Dreamer, although I haven't come to the meeting for thousands of years, but I'm not late this time. ”

An old man in a white robe walked out slowly, and when he walked, a circle of black vortices appeared in his eyes, which looked extremely weird, as if as long as someone took a look, they would be directly lost in his eyes.

The person who came was none other than the ancestor of the dreamer who fled in a hurry in the spirit painting space-Dream Batian.

"My Ouyang family has also arrived. ”

This figure was surrounded by terrifying gray-white clouds, and the clouds and mist slowly spread, making the air in the entire hall directly turn gray.

If Ouyang Xun was here, he would definitely feel the five thunders thundering up, incredible.

This person is none other than Ouyang Jinhong, who died in the Human Realm Continent decades ago, the heir of the ancient super power Ouyang Family.

He also has an identity, which is Huiming's little friend, Ouyang Xun's grandfather.

And after him, the figures on the thirty-six thrones also spoke in turn, they represented the core power of the ancient forces of the Three Realms thousands of years ago.

As a result, the gloomy aura in the entire giant hall became stronger and stronger.

Seeing that everyone had already arrived, the flame figure led by Fang nodded slightly, and then the ethereal voice echoed in every corner of this dark space.

"Today, if the Fate Painting Spirit Pill is taken without accident, then the two elders of Xuan Ming can be controlled by the two elders, and after two months, the seal of the old puppet of the Emperor Moyuan will be the weakest in thousands of years, and when the time comes, our opportunity will come. ”

As his words fell, in the huge hall, the mysterious figures on the thirty or so thrones were all surging with cold light in their eyes, as if they were exuding a forest chill.

As soon as his words fell, in the giant hall, the thirty-one demon shadows on the demon throne all had demonic light surging in their eyes, as if they were exuding a chill.

"It's finally time for this day! It's time for us to dominate the entire Cangyu!"

A tall figure, hearing this, suddenly stood upright, and the spiritual power around his body surged violently, faintly, as if there were countless figures, rising and falling in the waves of his gray spiritual power.

"I'm waiting to be controlled by that ink abyss, and I've been silent for tens of thousands of years, it's time to make a move, so that the entire vast sky is shrouded in the fear of my Dark Heavenly Palace. So that they can all understand that light cannot save the universe, and darkness is the eternal theme. ”

On the other throne, there was also a figure opening, this tall figure, when the fingers were slightly swiped, even the space was easily torn, faintly exuding an extremely terrifying sharp aura.

This figure, with a huge background, is the patriarch of the blood clan, one of the thirty-six ancient clans, the bloodthirsty Heavenly Emperor.

In the entire hall, the other figures also let out a roaring sound, which was full of killing intent.

On the throne headed by the leader, the figure of the spiritual fire was burning, slowly raised his palm, and suddenly all the roars immediately quieted down, revealing the majesty he possessed, this figure was none other than the patriarch of the Heavenly Mandate Clan, who was in the first place among the thirty-six ancient families, the famous Heavenly Realm Giant, Qu Lingfeng.

And the Destiny Emperor who forced Emperor Moyuan to seal him with his life was from the Heavenly Mandate Clan, so this Heavenly Mandate Clan has an absolute leadership position among these ancient clans outside the Three Realms.

In the long years when the Emperor of Destiny was sealed in the no-man's land of the human world, it was this ancient celestial giant who ruled all races.