In the towering palace surrounded by clouds and mist, at the end of the green jade steps dozens of feet long, a man in a golden robe sat upright on a huge white chair.

The magnificent hall is in a mess at this moment!

Not only were there many broken weapons such as axes, halberds, hooks and forks discarded on the ground, but also various rare treasures were sprinkled everywhere. Several huge dragon pillars on both sides were broken, leaving only half of the pillar piers.

The majestic and majestic palace was silent, and there was no other figure except for the man in the golden robe sitting there alone.

The man in the golden robe ignored all this and just looked at something on the ground not far away.

On a huge plaque that is nearly half broken, the two huge golden characters "Lingxiao" exudes endless majesty.

There was a loud "boom" sound!

After the giant hall trembled slightly, dense silver spiritual patterns appeared everywhere in the corners, spreading rapidly, layer after layer, more and more, and in a moment it was like a huge silk screen spread throughout the hall.

There was a loud thunder outside, and the silver spiritual patterns in the hall flashed wildly. At the same time, the ground cracked, and the top of the hall made a "crunching" whine sound.

"It's finally here!"

The man in the golden robe finally raised his head, muttered, and looked at the top of the hall. There was a layer of white light on his face, and he could not see his face clearly.

The purple-gold top of the hall collapsed and shattered with a "bang". As countless pieces of fragments were flying, a mountain-sized demon-revitalized hand grabbed the man in the golden robe with a fierce hand.

...

A golden mountain more than ten thousand feet high was surrounded by endless green demon flames. The sound of Sanskrit sounds of Buddha singing came from the temple on the top of the giant mountain. At the same time, countless golden Sanskrit words flew out, desperately resisting the approach of nearby demon flames.

But as time passed, fewer and fewer Sanskrit flew out of the giant mountains, and the sound of the Buddhist sings of the Sanskrit Buddha gradually fell down. Soon after, it was flooded with green flames and no more sounds.

...

In the dull and dark ghost land, at the gate of the black and hideous giant city, countless strange ghosts rush out loud, and some evil spirits either fly by the strange wind or drill into the ground to escape directly, as if the surging water that was leaking floods disappeared densely in the gray wilderness outside.

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On earth! Noon!

The sky is as dark as ink, and there is no trace of sunshine. Whether in the city or the wilderness, it is like late at night, with only a few lights vaguely visible.

In some cities and towns, in the lights, countless people can be seen looking up at the black sky, either stunned or frightened.

Suddenly, a low sound came from the dark sky, and it became louder and louder, as if countless people were crying softly, making people feel extremely sad and crying.

Almost at the same time, dense red light flashed from the sky, and red meteorite holes penetrated through the dark curtain. The big ones looked like mountains, and the small ones were as big as houses. They rumbled down to the world, spreading all over the four continents.
Chapter completed!