Chapter 310 Who Is She? How Can We Fight without Even a Ripple?!

A strange and unpredictable force of terror emanated from the inside of the jar, shattering everything and swallowing everything inside.

Immediately afterwards, countless strange and mysterious lines emerged, intertwined and flashed, densely packed, filling the void, making people's scalp numb.

These strange veins exude the atmosphere of ancient vicissitudes, like an ancient curse.

Every line seems to represent the birth, destruction and rebirth of the world, with an inexplicable mysterious power permeating the air.

In an instant, all the monks in Ziwei Immortal Palace felt a strange feeling...

A tremor originating from the soul rises from the deepest part of my heart!

It's like this world is about to disappear!

They couldn't help but have a picture appear in their minds...

Deep in the galaxy, in the forbidden area of ​​​​life, a woman wearing a bronze mask is standing quietly, overlooking this vast world.

Her eyes seemed to be able to see through everything, with indifference and nobility, but also seemed to contain compassion and compassion for the common people.

A ray of gray light bloomed from her eyes, scanning the entire universe and starry sky, seeming to have insight into countless epochs and peek into the endless future.

Among these scenes, there are majestic figures one after another, standing on the top of the world and controlling the universe.

Some people wear golden battle armor, some ride on precious chariots, some ride on dragons and snakes, some drive magical birds...

But the final result, without exception, all went to destruction...

One world after another is destroyed... One civilization after another is annihilated... One strong man after another rises and falls... Billions of living beings are wailing and crying, and they are extremely miserable. .....

There are endless images reflected in her eyes, and each scene represents a piece of history.

And in these seemingly endless years, this woman has always stood at the top of the starry sky, overlooking all living beings, watching everything silently.

In front of her, there stood an altar that reached the sky, and endless beams of light shot into the sky, gathering together to form huge stars one after another.

Like a path to immortality.

I don’t know how long it took, but the endless pictures drifted away in the wind and disappeared.

Her body gradually became hazy, becoming illusory and hazy, and finally disappeared completely.

Only a simple and incomplete black earthen jar was left, quietly suspended in the void.

who is she?

What kind of existence is this?

"ah!"

A disciple from Ziwei Immortal Palace couldn't help but exclaimed, and sat paralyzed on the ground in fear.

Others were also trembling, with a creepy feeling in their hearts, a fear coming from the deepest part of their souls.

"What did you just see?"

"It's terrible, it's really terrible! That's definitely not something we can peep into."

"Is that a legendary figure? It's unimaginable, unbelievable!"

"It's too scary...it's really too scary..."

"Is he the legendary immortal?"

"Immortal? I think it's the devil!"

.......

Everyone looked at each other in shock, with a look of deathly horror on their faces.

At this moment, when they looked at the dilapidated earthen jar in front of them, they felt that they were in a netherworld and purgatory. The boundless meaning of death filled the surroundings and wanted to bury them completely.

At this time, no matter how stupid you are, you know that this earthen jar is not trivial.

This has even completely surpassed the scope of ordinary imperial soldiers, reaching another incredible level.

Master Ziwei, who was holding an imperial weapon with a spear, was also frightened by this sudden turn of events. The hairs on his body stood on end, and strong uneasiness and panic emerged in his heart.

"Buzz——"

With a violent roar, the imperial spear soldiers suddenly erupted into a dazzling silver-white glow. Their whole bodies were trembling, and they felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy, even more like they were shivering...

It seems to be aware of the danger!

"This... even the imperial soldiers are afraid of?"

Master Ziwei felt the tremor of the imperial soldiers in her hands, and was so frightened that the hairs all over her body stood on end.

A weapon that can make imperial soldiers feel fear... What level would that be? ?

Master Ziwei's heart trembled, and he did not dare to continue to speculate, because that was simply not a field that he could touch.

The only thing he can do now is to mobilize the imperial soldiers in his hands to the extreme and stand ready.

The next moment,

The spear emperor's soldiers trembled violently, and wisps of bright and dazzling silver light bloomed, sweeping away in all directions like a tide.

A dazzling silver-white stream of light shot out from the spear, striking straight down towards the black earthen jar in the void, splitting the void.

The unparalleled power can tear apart and kill in all directions, seemingly capable of destroying everything.

"clang--"

There was only a loud noise and sparks flying.

A melodious and dull collision sound echoed in all directions.

The pitch-black earthen jar suddenly collided with the purple-gold spear, bursting out with divine energy, tearing apart the surrounding space and annihilating it!

The purple-gold spear trembled violently and was knocked back several feet.

However,

The black earthen jar was not damaged at all, it just shook slightly.

"Hiss...how is this possible?"

Ziwei's eyes widened and her pupils shrank suddenly.

At this moment, although the imperial spear was still bursting with overwhelming power, the black clay pot only swayed slightly, without any damage, not even a trace left.

That was the imperial weapon!

Everyone in Ziwei Fairy Palace widened their eyes.

What on earth was this black clay pot?

It was so hard that even the imperial weapon could not do anything?

It couldn't even stir up a ripple?

Ziwei Zhenren was sweating profusely, his face was full of panic, and the sense of crisis in his heart became stronger and stronger. This clay pot was too weird, it was beyond imagination.

The next moment, the spiritual power in Ziwei Zhenren's body surged and boiled, pouring into the spear in his hand, and instantly soared more than three times.

With a clang, it was like a sword from the sky! !

The imperial spear's pressure was even more terrifying, and strands of mysterious and inexplicable order laws came out of it, interweaving and covering all directions.

The tip of the spear was so sharp that it seemed to be able to penetrate the sun and the moon.

The spear danced rapidly, turning into a sky full of spear shadows, covering all directions, surrounding the black clay pot, densely like rain, smashing wildly.

In an instant, the sky collapsed, the earth cracked, and the void collapsed.

However, there was still not even a ripple, and the black clay pot still stayed steadily in the air.

This scene made countless people lose their courage.

That is the emperor's weapon!

The treasure of Ziwei Fairy Palace!

It is also the emperor's weapon forged by Ziwei's ancestor with his life's efforts. Once it explodes, even the quasi-emperor has to avoid its edge.

But now, there is not even a ripple?

This... This is too outrageous?

How can we fight like this?

The disciples of Ziwei Fairy Palace fell into despair.