1202 Chapter 1201: Mysterious Places (2/2)

At this time, in a mountain range on this continent, a vast lake, a famous youth gathered together, and if Xiao Dun were here at this time, he would have recognized these people, who were, of course, the elite disciples of the Night Ghost Pavilion, and Ink Evil was among them.

They escaped from the heavenly limits of the North Star realm and went through a tremendous journey. Finally, they came to this continent, and many people died, even their sons, three of them. Today, the six great sons of the Haunted Palace are still alive, leaving only the three of them, Mu Kuk, Hao Zong, and Bone Changle. As for the other disciples, they are nearly 80% dead.

The heavenly limit, which was once passed by nearly a thousand people together, now arrives safely on the continent with fewer than 100 people.

Looking at the disciples of the Night Ghost Pavilion less than 100 people in front of them, Ink evil eyes murdered, and his heart violently thought, ”Xiao Dun, Holy Palace, you wait, one day I will kill back to the North Star realm and make you regret it. ”

Murray is still thinking about killing back to the North Star world, but his wish, I'm afraid, is doomed to fail, because at this point in the middle of the continent, on a mountain high into the clouds.

At the top of the mountain, there is a large palace, which should look like it's just been built, while dozens of shadow palaces sit in the hall.

The masters of these shadows come from different races, some races, some animals, some ghosts, some gods, some barbarians, and even a lot of races that the North Star world doesn't have.

It is already shocking to see so many powerful people of so many races gathered together, but even more shocking is the fact that dozens of figures in this palace at this time, without exception, are all cultivated by the Great Holy Land.

Dozens of great emperors, almost as legendary as it sounds in the North Star world, gather dozens of people here, in this small palace.

There was some darkness in the palace, at a time when a great saint of the Holy Nation spoke faintly, ”There has been a bit of movement lately, and it seems that the prophecy is about to come true. ”

“Will it be long and long? Looks like that's true.” Rumor has it that a great saint of the ghost tribe beside him also spoke softly.

“If this is the end of the day, it will be a mess, and I'm afraid the central world will have to undergo another great cleansing. ”

“It's normal, and we can't stop it, and I think we can start to prepare, and God willing, no one can disobey, and it's probably not a bad thing for our people. ”

“Yes, after all these years of fighting, it's no fun to make a little noise. Since nature has caused the Battle of the Hundreds to erupt, let it be God's orders, and I don't know who will be the King of the Hundreds this time. ”

Dozens of great emperors honor you with a word I say, and have no idea what more they say, but listening to them, this continent seems to be called the central world, and it should be something big to happen and unstoppable.

“The North Star World, the South Star World, the East Star World, the West Star World, the Four Star World, plus the Center World, sounds really interesting.” In the end, the great emperor of a people laughed softly.

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