Beginning Clock-In Emperor

City of Hundred Races, in the void mezzanine.

A dark shadow appeared quietly, his eyes scorchingly looking at the City of Hundred Races below.

In the depths of his eyes, countless faint silk threads are shining, densely connecting countless powerful men and creatures in the city of a hundred races.

If you look closely, you will find that they are cursed lines, all hooked on his body.

"It's cooked, it's all cooked..."

The black shadow looked at these lines with excitement, as if seeing countless ripe fruits, refreshing and drooling.

In his eyes, the ends of countless silk threads are connected to the creatures and powerful people of the hundred races, like ripe fruits, red and very attractive.

Just one harvest can bring a big harvest.

The black shadow smiled, like a weird old farmer who was about to harvest the countless fruits that he had planted.

"Hey, it's a good harvest."

He smiled sullenly and said: "Unexpectedly, the creatures of the Great Chaos of the Hundred Races are so powerful, and they have nurtured so many curse origins for me."

"Suck!"

He took a long breath, but saw a strange black air coming out of the city of Hundred Races, following the invisible thread and quickly sinking into his mouth.

"Hmm..." After inhaling countless weird gases, the black shadow groaned comfortably, shivering all over.

awesome!

One word, cool!

Sombra excitedly said: "The taste is so beautiful, the heavens, the demons, and the races that have been exterminated. Although they have been exterminated, the curse has directly ripened them."

"As long as the origins of the curse in the Dao Races of the Chaos Realm are all matured, the true origin Dao Fruits can be cultivated, and then the race will be able to break through in one fell swoop, surpassing the heavens and all paths."

"What Pangu, what Taixu Lord, and even the Eight Hundred Xu Ancestors are all going to kneel in front of this seat."

"The heavens and the world will become a cursed pasture."

The dark shadow gets more excited as he talks about it, and there is a hint of red light on his gloomy face.

He was so excited that no one knew that this disaster lord of the Void Realm actually planted countless seeds of curses in the Great Chaos Realm.

These seeds are all sources that provide him with endless cursing power.

Even the ten thousand races have become the objects of his curse. Once successful, the ten thousand races will be reduced to leeks and lambs, and they will be killed one after another.

"If it weren't for the Great Chaos Realm's avenue to be smashed by Pangu, this seat would be able to directly plant the curse into the avenue seed to become a real Taoist seed."

"such a pity."

Thinking of this, Sombra looked sorry and hated Pangu so much that he almost gritted his teeth.

"However, the Pangu people can't plant a curse, it's really not beautiful."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but snorted coldly.

But soon the mood improved, looking at the countless mature curse lines of the Hundred Races City below, his eyes lit up immediately.

It's like two big light bulbs glowing.

"Hey, come on baby, I can't wait."

After speaking, he opened his mouth and sucked, and the powerful people and creatures of all races in the City of Hundred Races suddenly trembled inexplicably.

I only feel that my soul has an inexplicable drowsy feeling, and even the origin of the body is passing quietly.

But they didn't even notice it, each of their eyes were dull, their eyes blurred, and even groggy, as if trapped in chaos and unable to extricate themselves.

And the origin and soul in the body are disappearing with the strange breath.

"Hahaha, cool, so cool."

Having absorbed a large amount of the origin of the curse, Sombra laughed excitedly.

This is the powerful source of sentient beings of hundreds of races, and among them are the roots of the great avenues of all races. How terrifying is it to blend together?

It can be said that as long as the disaster dominates continue, they can secretly absorb the origin of the avenue of all races and turn it into own origin and continue to grow.

In the end, it surpassed the Avenue of Ten Thousand Races, and even became its ration. You can eat whatever you want. No one can stop it, or even notice it.

This is the most terrifying.

"Is it tasty?"

Suddenly, a voice came into the ear.

"It's delicious..." Sombra replied instinctively.

But The next moment his expression froze, and his body froze there.

"Who?"

The Lord of Disaster turned his head in horror, and was shocked to find that he didn't know when there was a person standing behind him.

A young person is a human youth in terms of breath.

"Human race?" The disaster lord was shocked, then his face sank, eyes reveal fierce.

Who this person is, unexpectedly appeared behind him without even noticing it, feeling awe-inspiring in his heart.

He looked at the young man in front of him vigilantly, his eyes full of horror and jealousy.

When did the other party appear, the consequences would be disastrous if it was a sneak attack.

The Lord of Calamity felt a little furious at the thought of this, but he was extremely vigilant, and a terrible breath of curse filled his body.

"Who are you?" the disaster lord asked vigilantly.

Xia Chen looked at the Lord of Calamity in front of him, and looked at the City of Hundred Races below thoughtfully.

He saw the dense and numerous cursed lines connecting the guy in front of him, and his heart was a little shaken.

Unexpectedly, this guy actually cursed the Great Chaos Hundred Clan, and he has matured.

Obviously he came to harvest this time, it is not clear how many times he harvested.

Thinking of the human curse of the human race and the curse of Nuwa, killing intent boiled in my heart.

It was the curse under the shadow in front of me.

What surprised Xia Chen even more was that the opponent's body had the aura of the origin of the Great Chaos Realm's curse avenue.

As if thinking of something, Xia Chen's heart was shaken and she understood.

"The Lord of the Curse was killed by you?"

Xia Chen narrowed his eyes and stared at the Lord of Calamity before him.

The Lord of the Curse is the Dao Master of the Great Chaos Realm who is in charge of the Dao of Cursing. It seems that he has been swallowed by the Lord of Calamity in the Great Void Realm in front of him.

"That's right." The Lord of Calamity confessed decisively and sneered: "There is only one curse, and that is this seat. I am the source of all natural disasters and curses."

Hum!

He said that a dark horror appeared behind him, exuding a thick curse atmosphere, and a source of disaster.

This is the fusion of two different avenues, which belongs to the fusion of the sources of curse and calamity of the two realms, which is equal to the fusion of the avenues of the two realms.

This situation was extremely terrifying, and Xia Chen became vigilant.

"Human race boy, although you don't know how you found this seat, but you ran out, then obediently become a nutrient for this seat."

The Lord of Calamity shot directly after finishing talking.

It is incomparably powerful, and it is the most powerful lore when it strikes. The black curse, like ink, directly enveloped the Quartet.

"Want to kill me, for fear that you are not qualified."

Xia Chen snorted coldly, raised his hand and swiped, and the black ink all around broke apart, as if it had been cut apart by an invisible force.

"Arrogant, I will send you on the road."

The lord of the calamity shouted, and the whole person turned into black matter and scattered, evolving the source of the calamity.

Boom!

I saw two big rivers, one black and one gray, sweeping over.

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