"Mom! You have passed away for many years, but you have to bless your son to not die in this place where birds do not poop. The most terrible thing is that you clearly have so many treasures, but you cannot take them outside to show off. This is a great sorrow." The ancestor Huoli wrote a cross prayer, muttering in his mouth, and didn't know what to say later.

The ancestor Juntian returned to the throne and closed his eyes to practice. He decided to hone his mind at this moment. The obelisk confused him and was very dissatisfied with him. He also saw the true level of the peak master Xuanyuan Nanxing, the dark six-pointed star he could pick up, turned into a sea of ​​light, which impressed him deeply.

The bottom of the altar whimpered, and the eight insect kings were trembling. If they did not have enough concentration, it would be difficult to open the teleportation channel even if they obtained the spatial coordinates. Fortunately, the mother's true body carried the altar and the other seven insect kings were guarding the side, so this concentration was strong enough.

At this moment, the starry sky array turned into a misty light, and all the stars flew in the same direction.

This is a strange scene. Few people witnessed such a magnificent scene. The sky-swallowing mouth was opened in the void, dragging the large and small stars into the boundless darkness. If they do not leave, even the light cannot escape.

"Altar, generate coordinates. If you don't follow, you will fight to your follow." Xuanyuan Nanxing fell an emperor shadow at the center of the altar, and his majestic body faced the dense trialists who had once arrived at the secret realm.

If you leave the secret realm, it means that the altar has completely fallen into the hands of mankind. The Morgan civilization will not allow technology to fall in the heyday. Innumerable consciousness in the altar will recover, preventing Xuanyuan Nanxing from obtaining the coordinates of the starry sky.

Time is tight, Xuanyuan Nanxing's spiritual will climb to the extreme. Every time Emperor Ying punches, countless Morgan figures are destroyed. The power is like a long dragon sweeping across. He wants to suppress the last resistance of the altar with all his strength, and order the center to present a space node in front of him.

"It's here, Lao Chi helps me." Emperor Ying roared wildly, and the black air in his hand condensed. He stacked it into a pitch-black sword and bombarded forward.

The light explosion extends in a step-like shape, and then Xuanyuan Nanxing stepped on the light explosion and the fragments of the fighting will of the Morgans remaining in the altar, and unswervingly walked towards the distant space nodes step by step.

In reality, the ancestor Huoli was sweating coldly because the spire of the insect tower protecting the altar was shattering, and the extremely hard silver crystal wall was torn off by the rampant gravitational turbulence and shattered into crystal clear sky.

"Oh my god! Stinky brat. Why haven't you moved yet?" The ancestor Huoli called out, while grabbing the fallen silver crystal wall like a conditioned reflex. This thing looks extraordinary in material, and it may be of great use to pile it on the altar first.

"Wow, old ghost, you old ghost, can't you help me? I can't do it alone." Huoli's ancestor was noisy, and Juntian's ancestor opened his eyes angrily. Perhaps he felt that this silver crystal wall was indeed very important, so he helped collect it.

A tremolo of "buzz" swept across, and the altar relied on its own strength to compete with gravity.

At this moment, the Nine-ring Blood Jade Platform turned, and the Naga Tree gave the greatest blessing. The infinite treasure light bloomed with the altar as the center, almost burning the surrounding space. The eight zombie insect kings responsible for carrying the altar used all their strength to trek towards the weaker gravitational flow, seeking vitality.

At this time, the gravity of the black hole had completely tore the "escape capsule" of the insect tower. Xuanyuan Nanxing was still motionless, but a lot of sweat oozed out of his forehead. He knew that time was tight, but thousands of Morgan consciousnesses were still immortal and difficult to deal with.

Looking up at the starry sky from the altar, you will find that it is no longer hazy.

The formation has been broken. The starry sky is boundless, but only the palpitations are left behind. The sky is occupied by darkness, like a giant mouth swallowing the sky, ready to swallow it at any time.

The two ancestors were speechless and accepted the judgment of fate.

No matter how strong your strength is, can you be stronger than a black hole? Perhaps the peerless master can still save his life after touching the black hole penalty area. But that is just a guess. As long as everything in the world encounters a black hole, it will not be possible for it to continue to exist.

Xuanyuan Nanxing's muscles were tense, and the emperor's consciousness was fully activated. The pressure soared into the sky, causing blood clouds to roll over the altar. You can see that many large stars in the void on the left and right of the altar were torn and disintegrated under gravity, and then the wreckage of the star body turned into light, leaving no trace.

All the stars in the starry sky formation began to turn into light, and there was no formation to fight against gravity. This was a forbidden zone for life and matter.

The altar suddenly added nine layers of sky-round shields to resist gravitational turbulence. These gravitational turbulences are power accumulated outside the large array for many years. They have long condensed as substance and suddenly burst out, with unimaginable power.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The shields in the round sky were broken one after another, and the altar light quickly dissipated, and the situation was in danger.

The two ancestors took a deep breath and felt a hint of coldness in the universe. The Nine-ring Blood Jade Platform surrounding the altar emitted a pleasant tinnitus, triggering a unique resonance and resisting gravity with shock waves.

The blood clouds roll at the top of the altar, and endless blood can spill down, pouring into the Naga small world, quickly replenishing consumption.

The ancestor Huoli stomped his feet and knew that the loss was huge this time. He hurriedly summoned the previously collected corpse of the insect king from the Naga small world through his authority, and quickly drew blood energy.

The insect corpse is very large, and it blooms in an instant, and blood can ooze from the body, like blood rain falling all over the sky.

The Sword of Destruction is also consumed. Although the Supreme Sword relies on the badge of life, it is not perfect enough after all. Therefore, the equatorial wind drains away from the great light and merges into that sword to kill the new mother emperor and blow the obelisk away, otherwise where will it come from?

Therefore, when the ancestor Huoliyao took out the corpse of the Insect King, the Sword of Destruction was also feasting on the opportunity to absorb it.

Time was not long, and a worm king was sucked clean and completed a small sacrifice. The insect blood in the worm king's body was ordinary and there was no abundant energy anymore. Even the hardest part of the insect shell was cut off by burning waves, becoming a raw material reserve for the altar.

Consumption of an insect king can only last for more than twenty seconds for the altar, and the longer the time is, the less chance of survival. Because the gravity in the direction of the black hole is increasing, it is a thrilling force that has never been felt before. Even with the altar, the two ancestors feel depressed.

Yes, suppression, boundless suppression.

A celestial body like a black hole itself represents death, and it seems that no matter how hard you struggle, you will fall into the endless darkness.

Just as the ancestor Huolio complained and took out the second insect king's corpse, an extraordinary explosion suddenly broke out from afar, and the entire void became dazzling like a large fireworks burning.

"It's the Dark Time, it's dead." Before the ancestor Juntian finished speaking, another ball of light surged, which was more dazzling than the Dark Time's death. All gravitational waves in the black hole were plated with a glow, showing a tragic beauty.

"It's the golden thread larvae, it's done, and the black hole has good gravitational ability. Didn't Nanxing say that there is a hatching nest left by the mother's deliberately in this larvae? It seems that the hatching nest exploded, otherwise it wouldn't have such power." The ancestor Huoli said that he was watching the fun.

"I was wondering whether the obelisk would be squeezed out by gravity." Old Ancestor Juntian was saying, and a beam of light appeared far away.

"Boom, rumble, rumble..."

The spiritual level is filled with roars and roars.

It seemed like hundreds of great saints, the Queen of the King of the Insects, was roaring. The remaining consciousness of the Queen of the Ancient Queen who was left on the obelisk. When the inheritance was about to be destroyed, they were extremely unwilling to break free from the gravitational vortex, but without external force, and countless star wreckages were attracted, and it was almost impossible to go upstream.

In this way, the obelisk encountered repeated impacts. Although it was trekking out of the gravitational vortex with its extraordinary characteristics, it could not provide extraordinary energy consumption. The winding insect patterns crawled across the void, but were quickly shattered. Facing the strangling of the black hole power, even the gods were afraid.

The altar is located at the edge of the forbidden area, and the gravity constraints are much smaller, and there is no impact on the star wreckage, so it is naturally easier to deal with than the obelisk. Even so, the ancestor Huoli had to keep taking out the sacrifices to supplement the altar and maintain an overloaded operation, which shows how strong the gravity is.

I don’t know how long it has been, but the two ancestors have almost become numb. Most of the corpses of the insect king who were sent to the Naga’s small world have been consumed, leaving only ten fine products.

At this time, the altar was affected by gravity and could only stay in place and could no longer move. At least there were so many star bodies to bear the attraction on their behalf, so they gave the altar a chance to leave, but it has now become invalid.

It can be said that the power of the black hole was only revealed at this moment. It was just the first plate before, but now it is just a big meal. If the surrounding gravity is strengthened several times, it will be difficult for the altar to be immobilized.

Xuanyuan Nanxing's face was pale, and the coordinates of the starry sky were the most stringent information on the altar. It would be difficult to reach if it was not for Morgans. If the Queen's aura was monitored for forcibly breaking through, the altar would even explode to keep the secret. If it weren't for the identity of a priest, it would have been destroyed now.

"I don't mind letting you pass away again, you lost Morgans." The emperor turned his figure and only faced the residual consciousness of the Morgan Trialer with a back. At this moment, only five hundred consciousnesses surrounded the space nodes, forming a defensive formation.

There are too many artistic conceptions that cannot be described in the back.

It is a kind of courage and a kind of determination, as if singing to the world. The road is long and arduous, and I will search up and down.

The sword was scarred and the altar shook. The blow carried forward with courage and never gave up, and penetrated all the roadblockers behind him.

At the same time, the obelisk fell into deep darkness, and a large crack appeared on the body of the monument.

This sacred object inherited by the Great Saint King Worm burst out with a ball of light and expanded infinitely. The Zerg had too many mysteries and was written in this monument. However, Xuanyuan Nanxing and the two ancestors walked in the secret realm, just as they caught up with the mother Emperor Haofeng’s life.

After being sealed in the Starry Sky Array for many years, the Great Saint King Worm no longer has the glory of the past, and its ambitions have been exhausted, leaving only decay.

If Xuanyuan Nanxing does not come, this star field will collapse in tens of thousands of years, and he just took the time a little earlier.

"We have already obtained the coordinates, let's go." Xuanyuan Nanxing opened his eyes, roared, and his hands continued to activate the space nodes collected by the altar. The blood light intertwined into a channel, and the altar began to rise...

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