Time is flowing, and the battlefield of Sanqing Daoist is particularly fierce; the collision between the two sides can be described as a needle-point to Maimang, showing no mercy.
The six great emperor-level powerhouses, no matter how they acted, were unable to obtain Sanqing Daoist. For a time, countless people were shocked.
Pieces of ancient great worlds were shattered; one side of the world was annihilated from then on, and one after another Primordial Star rioted in the air, bursting endlessly.
Hundred years of time are fleeting, and here, a large area of space has been punched out.
And at this moment, in the sky above the galaxy, I do not know how many figures of ancient giants have been attracted.
Their battle has attracted countless ancient beings to open, looking towards this side.
"Who is this so-called Sanqing Daoist, and why is it so terrifying?"