The world on the ninety-first level is dark, with no light visible.
This is just a small matter for high-level Taiyi Golden Immortal.
Fairy Baihua can clearly see what the ninety-first-level world is like.
gray.
In the darkness, pairs of eyes appeared.
These eyes sparkle with green light.
The green light is not simple either, with a will that confuses people's minds.
When the Golden Immortal sees it, his heart and soul will definitely be absorbed by it.
Buzz!
Nine powerful men from the gray mist clan came towards Wang Yi.
They are extremely fast.
Uncatchable.
Beyond the speed of light.
Beyond the speed of light in the ninety-first-level world, the strength of these gray fog clan powerhouses has reached its peak.
Wang Yi couldn't avoid it, and he didn't want to.
The gray spears transformed into nine powerful men of the gray mist clan stabbed Wang Yi in nine major parts of his body.
No punctures.
Wang Yi's physical body is indestructible.
"Fire Divine Palm."
Wang Yi's palms turned into blazing fire, slamming into the spear tips transformed into two strong men from the Gray Mist Clan.
Buzz!
The flames of the golden bell swallowed up two powerful men from the Gray Mist Tribe.
The two powerful figures were reduced to ashes.
However, there is no system prompt in Wang Yi Shi Hai.
Even though these two powerful men were reduced to ashes, they were still not dead.
Wang Yi was not surprised.
The real strong men of the gray mist clan are extremely difficult to kill, and they leave their mark on the rules.
If you want to completely kill the strong men of the gray mist clan, you must destroy the marks they left in the rules.
However, it is not that simple for these strong men of the gray mist clan whose bodies were blown away by Wang Yi to be resurrected.
"Good boy, you are indeed amazing. You have mastered the original magic technique created by me to this level. It is amazing." The Demon Lord couldn't stop admiring.
Although his original magic power is powerful, it is not as good as Wang Yi.
Moreover, his cultivation is one level higher than Wang Yi.
Wang Yi's current combat power surpassed him.
Not to be outdone, Demon Lord said: "Huntian strikes."
Unparalleled power shot out from the Demon Lord's palm.
It was a wave of dark light that first hit the powerful Gray Mist clan.
boom!
The three seventh-level Taiyi Golden Immortals were destroyed by the Demon Lord with one blow.
Even if it explodes, even the strong ones from the Gray Mist Clan will not die.
"Demon Lord, if you stop them, this pavilion master will destroy all the marks in the rules." Wang Yi shouted.
The Demon Lord did not expect Wang Yi to be so courageous, and he could not help but burst into the sky with pride, "Okay, I, the Demon Lord, and the Moon God will stop them, and you can destroy the mark in the rules."
The strong men of the gray mist clan engraved their mark into the ninety-one-level rules to facilitate resurrection.
There are also strong men from the Gray Mist clan who have imprinted their marks on other worlds. It is more difficult for them to be resurrected after being beaten to death, but it is also more difficult to kill them.
Wang Yi killed into the depths of this world.
"Stop him." In the darkness, the super strong man of the gray mist clan whispered.
That kind of murmuring makes people feel confused.
Wang Yi was not afraid at all.
Buzz buzz.
Hundreds of figures were killing Wang Yi in the void.
Demon Lord shouted: "If you want to leave, don't even think about it. Take one of my Demon Lord's moves and it will be shocking."
The Demon Lord condenses boundless power in his hands.
His physical body is not that powerful, and the evil power of the gray mist clan's strong men cannot corrode him.
Wang Yi escaped into the depths of this world.
It was an extremely scary place.
Gray fog filled the air.
The divine chain formed by the rules began to become dark and strange under the erosion of the gray mist.
That kind of demonic darkness is very evil.
Wang Yi carefully investigated and found that the regular divine chains had not been completely eroded, and some of the divine chains were shining brightly to resist the erosion of the gray fog.
And on those sacred chains of rules that have been eroded, there are groups of strange shadows floating.
These shadows are the imprints of the Gray Mist Clan on the Rule God Chain.
As long as these marks exist, the strong men of the gray mist clan can be resurrected.
This place is not accessible to ordinary people.
Wang Yi passed through the thunder and lightning space-time tunnel and grabbed a shadow.
boom!
Wang Yi crushed the shadow.
The strong man from the Gray Mist Tribe who was fighting against the Demon Lord spat out black blood in an instant. He immediately sent a message: "Sir, the mark engraved on the Rule God Chain was destroyed. That person's strength is terrifying."
"I know, I'm going to kill him right now."
Whoosh!
A huge cloud of gray mist is heading towards the time and space deep in this world.
There is the origin of this world.
In the place of origin, Wang Yi crushed a mark with one palm.
Rattling sound.
The origin of the world is not big, but its pressure is extremely powerful.
Wang Yi resisted the pressure from everywhere and crushed all the marks he saw.
"Wang Yi, the strong man of the Chinese human race!"
A cold voice reached Wang Yi's ears.
Wang Yi looked towards the center of the origin, where a shadow appeared.
Very long.
Wang Yi ignored it.
"You are also a time traveler, right?" Shadow said surprisingly.
Wang Yi's expression remained as usual, "You know?"
He was still extremely curious.
However, the shadow's words at the next moment reassured Wang Yi.
The shadow made a very strange voice: "You, like the Emperor of China, the Emperor of Earth, and the Emperor of Humanity, practice extremely fast. They came from that great prehistoric world, and you, your practice speed is even faster than your mother, It can only come from the prehistoric world."
The prehistoric world was a great world. Although he had never been there, he had heard of it.
Shadow said again: "Your prehistoric world is great, but our gray mist world is not bad either. Now, my gray mist world is swallowing up the prehistoric world. Wang Yi, you are good at strength, why don't you join my gray mist clan, in the future, you will definitely become me The most powerful person of the gray mist clan.”
Wang Yi sneered: "You, the Gray Mist Clan, are devouring the ancient world. Are you just trying to win or are you going crazy?"
The prehistoric world is not the world jointly created by the Emperor of Heaven, the Emperor of Earth, and the Emperor of Humanity.
Shadow snorted coldly: "Wang Yi, although you are also a peerless strong man, you don't understand how powerful our gray mist clan is, and you don't know that the prehistoric world has already declined. I, the gray mist clan, will definitely swallow up your prehistoric world... ....”
laugh!
An invisible flying knife pierced the shadow's head.
The smoke disappeared.
【Congratulations to the host, for killing the king of the gray mist clan and being rewarded with 20 trillion martial arts points】
After Wang Yi killed the king of the gray mist clan, he fled away.
On the ground below, the Demon Lord, Demon Lord, Moon God, and Baihua Fairy were surrounded by countless gray fog powerhouses.
No matter how powerful they are, there is nothing they can do about these strange and powerful men of the Gray Mist Clan.
Moon Goddess has been practicing for hundreds of millions of years and knows how to deal with these strong men of the Gray Mist Clan. She releases the pure brilliance of the moon from her hands to block the attacks of the strong men of the Gray Mist Clan.
The brilliance of the moon is like a Tai Chi diagram, combining hardness and softness, unparalleled in the world.
Baihua Fairy took out the Kunlun Mirror and struggled to resist the evil and terrifying attack.
Demon Lord and Demon Lord were both extremely powerful in battle, but they could not withstand so many strong men from the gray mist clan.
"Why hasn't that kid come back? If he doesn't come back, I'll have to explain myself here." Demon Lord scolded his mother.
He alone had to resist dozens of powerful men of the same level, and he also had to protect Baihua Fairy.
If it weren't for his astonishing fighting prowess, he would have become the food of the strong men of the Gray Mist Clan.
Buzz!
A person fell from the sky.
Another palm move came down from the sky and struck the head of a seventh-level Heavenly Taiyi Golden Immortal.
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