Chapter 2037 Crack in the Antarctic Sky

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Behind Zoro was a black crack, which seemed to cut the sky open.

Black aura continued to emerge from it and entered Zoro's body.

"What's going on."

"The flying man in Tianshan gave me a feeling of panic."

"A seventh-level powerhouse? An eighth-level saint-level powerhouse? Even His Excellency the Pope, I have never felt such a powerful fluctuation."

"There is also the black crack on the back. Just looking at that crack, I feel as if my soul is being absorbed into it at this moment."

All fighting stopped at this moment, and the coalition forces raised their heads and looked at the sky, looking at this spectacle.

"What on earth is going on?" Long Yi asked several Tian group elders.

"I don't know, but I have an ominous feeling."

Several cardinals prepared for battle.

Jacina raised her shield, and the war spear in her hand exuded a golden light.

Constantine and Smith stared straight into the sky.

Bei Ming Wuji touched his chest: "I'm so darling, it's been so many years. It's this feeling of accelerating heart again."

Black Butterfly breathed lightly, and she felt the uncontrollable black aura on her body.

"This...this is the energy fluctuation of that plane...this is a plane passage!"

Ye Hao looked at Solo, who had an expression on his face and empty eyes.

He had already felt that the previous Solo had disappeared, and that inside this body was the demon from another world.

…

The far east, the top of Tianmai.

"Lord Heavenly Master, you have been standing here for ten hours." An old servant stood beside him respectfully.

The eyes between the old Heavenly Master's white eyebrows were looking towards the south.

“I’m watching the world change dramatically.”

"Change? What change?" The old servant didn't understand.

"The gears of the times have begun to turn, and the fate that has been silent for three thousand years will once again be upon us." The old Heavenly Master said solemnly.

The old servant said nothing.

"In another half a year, the passage to the Immortal and Buddha plane will be opened. Then send the seeds of the younger generation there." The old Heavenly Master sighed.

"Old Master... Do we really... have no hope?" The old servant clenched his fists and said unwillingly.

"Hope?" The old Heavenly Master looked up at the sky: "We are just a blade of grass under the sky. If the sky gives us hope, we will have hope. If the sky does not give us hope, we will only have despair.

I had some exchanges with those big shots before, and they have made a decision, an unchangeable decision. This decision has determined the fate of our world.

The only thing we can do is leave some seedlings. "

The old servant twitched.

"I know you can't let go of this world, and neither can I. But who calls us weak? Our world has become a poor place.

In the past thousand years, there has not been a native god.

Are saint-level warriors very powerful? In front of those demonic ancient gods, they are nothing more than a mantis trying to act as a chariot.

Even so, how many saint-level experts do we have?

One hundred, fifty, or ten? "The old master's tone was low, with deep helplessness.

Suddenly, the old master's pupils dilated.

"I didn't expect that the battlefield over there would have reached this level."

"Are you referring to the war in Antarctica?" the old servant asked.

Although Tianmen did not participate in the dispute in Antarctica, it does not mean that Tianmen did not know about it.

"It was just an outpost battle. Even if we win, it won't have much effect. That kid is quite talented. If he is willing to leave with our younger generation, he will definitely be able to carve out a world in the immortal and Buddha plane.

There are no gods on earth that can be fought. After all, they are just pawns between gods, Buddhas and ancient gods. "The old Heavenly Master sighed, turned around and went down the mountain.

…

On the Antarctic continent.

The atmosphere was extremely heavy.

"Let all the powerful people below the saint level leave the floating island and evacuate two hundred kilometers away!" Ye Hao suddenly said sharply.

"Below Saint level? Why?" Smith looked at Ye Hao in surprise, not understanding what the young Chinese said.

"If you don't want to see your people, you will die here in vain. Just do as I say!" Ye Hao now has no time to talk nonsense to the person in charge of District 11 of the United States.

On the floating island, Long Yi and others have begun to retreat the dragon group and the supernatural group.

And with Ye Hao's order, the people of Wushuang City were naturally the first to retreat.

At this time, the floating island is less than 500 meters away from the sea. People with a little strength can land safely from here, and then use various means to evacuate to the floating island 200 kilometers away.

"Ye Hao, just let those below level six evacuate. We can stay and help you!" Xia Xue flapped her wings and flew to Ye Hao.

"I don't want to say what I said a second time. All people below the eighth-level saint level must retreat!" Ye Hao said extremely seriously.

Xia Xue was at this moment

Ye Hao was startled. This was the first time she saw Ye Hao's serious expression.

She hesitated for a moment, then retreated obediently.

"Everyone in the Holy See evacuates!" The old pope immediately ordered, but he himself was still by Ye Hao's side.

"Demon Butterfly, all members retreat 200 kilometers away!" Black Butterfly said solemnly.

The Nine Forces, Dragon Group, Wushuang City, Holy Church, Demon Butterfly, Blood Clan, and Wolf Clan all began to retreat.

The only ones that have not retreated are the Greek Temple, Russian Superpower Group, and US District 11.

"People below level 6 can retreat, but we level 7 people can stay, not to mention that you are also at the peak of level 7 like me!" Yakina stared at Ye Hao unconvinced.

The Twelve Saints were still behind her.

"They are your people. If you are willing to let them stay here and die, then please do so." Ye Hao ignored her and continued to stare at the sky.

"What's the point of you dithering like this? It's just a person who showed up, so why not do it!" Constantine couldn't help his temper, and threw a bolt of lightning at the man in the air.

Boom

But the lightning seemed to hit some barrier and exploded.

Then countless black torrents fell from the sky and landed on the floating island.

Each of these torrents has the effect of a full-strength attack from the peak of the sixth level.

Many of those who have not yet evacuated were injured by this torrent.

"Foolish, you will only increase the casualties of your people. In the absolute power, no matter how many people stay here, it is just to die." Ye Hao snorted coldly.

The old pope said in a soft tone: "Everyone, Ye Hao is right. This is the power of the plane channel space. Our power cannot break it.

No one dares to guarantee what will happen next.

Instead of leaving too many people here, let us stay here, so as not to increase casualties."

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