"What's this?"
The gods of the ancient forces all showed shocked expressions. The sky was covered by the air of darkness and death, and the deathly silence covering the sky seemed to turn into a world scene.
Just after they were puzzled, the dead picture continued to evolve, and living creatures appeared in it, as if it was a vast sky and earth. Gods and figures descended from the sky to exterminate the common people and kill all existence. For a moment, the heaven and earth were weeping with blood. I don't know how many people perished. It seemed like the entire world was being slaughtered. The picture made people feel extremely depressed.
"This is..." Someone seemed to have thought of something, and his heart was trembling wildly.
Just when the man's voice fell, a dark figure seemed to step out of the dead world. Then, there were the second and third figures. Many figures appeared from the dead scroll. Their eyes were dull and there was no breath of life. , like corpses, not living things, like an army of the undead.
"It's him!" A very shocking voice came out, and the god figure was so frightened that he involuntarily took a step back, which showed how strong the shock was in his heart.
"He is back, but why does he appear in the boundless sea and under the cave of heaven." They were puzzled.
On Wuya Coast, countless people looked at each other, and some people seemed to have guessed something. Their faces changed wildly, and they said in horror: "How is this possible?"
"Who is it?" A young and powerful man asked in confusion, still not knowing who was coming.
"Death." An old man said two words in a solemn voice. These two words were taboo in the ancient immortal realm. Almost no one mentioned them, and they only existed in an ancient legend.
"I once heard from my ancestors that the God of Death once led an army of undead to attack the ancient times, destroying countless powerful men and destroying all living beings." The old man seemed to be telling ancient legends, with a solemn expression.
"Who is the God of Death?" someone asked who had never heard of the name of the God of Death.
"Gu Qingxuan's people. Countless years ago, Gu Qingxuan was destroyed. The God of Death was Gu Qingxuan's top figure. He once killed the ancients to avenge Qingxuan's destruction. Rumor has it that from later generations to this day, Qingxuan Being banned may have something to do with the God of Death." The old man's words made the hearts of countless people on Wuya Coast tremble. For many people, this was the first time they heard the name of the God of Death.
He raised his head and looked at the scene above the sky. The person who came was actually the legendary being who had once attacked the Immortal Realm of the Ancient World. Now, he had arrived again.
Those powerful people from the top forces naturally know more than ordinary people. They already know who the visitor is, and their hearts are extremely uneasy.
Why did the God of Death appear in Wuya Sea when they were about to deal with Qin Wentian
Could it be because... the Western world.
"But the God of Death?" Qin Zheng looked up at the sky and asked.
There was no response, the sky was covered by a dark and dead world, and the powerful men had no intention of dealing with Qin Wentian at this moment.
Qin Tian Shenzong, Qin Wentian stood at the junction between Shenzong and Haiyu. He also looked at the sky, and his heart couldn't help but tremble slightly when he heard Qin Zheng's words.
Death, is it him
The last time he returned to Qingxuan, his spiritual thoughts covered the entire Qingxuan and he could no longer be found.
"You were the one who threatened Qin Wentian with Qingxuan?" At this moment, a voice came from the dark world, which made Qin Zheng's heart tremble. The last time the powerful men surrounded Tiancao, the Niu Shen Clan The chief suggested that he threaten Qin Wentian with Qingcheng Realm and Qingxuan. Unexpectedly, he actually knew about it.
At that time, Qin Zheng never thought that the God of Death, who had not been born for countless years, was still there and paying attention to the movements of Taikoo. Perhaps, he had always been in the Qingxuan Immortal Domain.
The last time Gu Qingxuan was unblocked, it was probably him who released the news.
"At that time, it was because of the incident in the Sky Cave. I had no choice but to have such an idea." Qin Zheng responded. The Qin clan is not as good as it was back then. His father Qin Ding was exiled. Now, his confidence in speaking has become much weaker. points, in the face of death, do not dare to be arrogant.
"Since you don't have such an idea, then get lost, Qin Wentian, he is the successor of Gu Qingxuan." Another voice came from the dark sky, Qin Zheng's heart trembled, and all the ancient powerful men also They were all shocked. Qin Wentian, many people knew that he was the Emperor of Heaven in Qingxuan. However, he was actually the successor of Gu Qingxuan
How many identities does he have? The son of Qin Yuanfeng of the Qin clan, the grandson of Luo Shenchuan, the successor of Tianku, the person who entered the reincarnation world of Tiandao Holy Court, and now the successor of Gu Qingxuan, the legendary figures have all stepped out for him and appeared again Taikoo Immortal Realm.
The Western World persuaded the Qiankun Sect and Jiutian Xuannv Palace to withdraw, and the Tiandao Holy Court did not appear. Everything seemed to be a foregone conclusion, but at this time, a more terrifying figure appeared, the God of Death.
Although I don’t know how strong Ye is, the dean of Tiandao Holy Academy, and how powerful the God of Death is, after all, the dean of Tiandao Holy Academy has never threatened the lives of the ancient gods. He seems to be an outsider, and he only came forward to save Qin Wen. The God of Death had a terrible reputation in ancient times. In the eyes of everyone, his threat was obviously far greater than that of the Dean of the Tiandao Holy Academy.
"It's really him." Qin Wentian raised his head and was very surprised. Unexpectedly, his guess turned out to be true. That crazy old pervert turned out to be the God of Death who made even the Ancient Immortal Realm fearful.
Apart from the old pervert, Qin Wentian really couldn't think of anyone else.
"It's him." A voice came out in Qin Wentian's mind. It was the voice of God Si Chen. There was infinite emotion in his voice. He didn't expect that a wisp of undying will could still have a chance. met him.
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Qin Wentian had obtained his inheritance, so the efforts of the ancient Qingxuan gods were not in vain. Moreover, Qin Wentian did not let them down and was becoming stronger.
"This is what the Western world means." At this time, a rather young god spoke. After his words fell, many people looked at him with a somewhat strange expression.
"Shut up." A voice from the gods beside him scolded him. Sure enough, when his voice fell, the terrifying suffocating pressure seemed to fall directly on him. He only felt a pair of eyes staring at him. It's so cold.
"Go away." The word "Go" fell, and it was extremely cold. All the gods looked at each other, but no one dared to refute. After a moment of hesitation, one god said: "Farewell."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Afterwards, many gods from the top forces left one after another. The appearance of the God of Death directly disrupted their plans. It would be difficult to continue to deal with Qin Wentian, and no one dared to take risks.
Even though countless years have passed, his evil reputation is still there.
On the Wuya Coast, everyone was shocked when they saw the top forces leaving like this, leaving in a dejected manner. Is the God of Death really that powerful? What kind of existence is he
Moreover, asking Qin Wentian to hand over the Heaven Cave is the intention of the Western World. Could it be that the God of Death is a terrifying existence that can compete with the Western World
When the powerful men left, the dark clouds that seemed to be crushing the sky dispersed, and the world returned to its original state. The sea breeze remained the same, and there was no longer an oppressive atmosphere, as if no one had ever been here.
Looking at the blue sky, many people felt as if they were in a different world, as if it was extremely unreal.
The figure of Beiming Youhuang appeared next to Qin Wentian. Her beautiful eyes looked at the sky and whispered: "Is it him?"
"Yes." Qin Wentian nodded. Only the two of them knew who the God of Death was.
"Why didn't he show up?" Beiming Youhuang asked. It was as if no one had ever been in the sky.
"It's not like you don't know who that lunatic is. He's so crazy. He was passing by." Qin Wentian cursed and showed a smile. Beiming Youhuang looked at Qin Wentian with a speechless expression.
However, Qin Wentian's words seemed to make sense. He was indeed a madman.
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In the Western World, the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, the land of Buddhism, the auspicious light shrouds the heaven and earth, and it is so peaceful. This is the holy land of Buddhism, where all living beings are educated. Countless people worship in this direction every day.
However, today, the people's worship turned into panic, just because the auspicious holy land, the Buddhist Pure Land, was shrouded in darkness at the moment, and endless dead spirits seemed to appear in the sky above.
In the Buddhist Pure Land, Buddhist cultivators walked out one after another. Their expressions were extremely ugly. They looked up at the darkness covering this Buddhist holy land. Who is it that is so bold
I saw an ancient celestial Buddha surrounded by a golden body. The golden light seemed to want to pierce the darkness, but the darkness was too thick, even if endless golden light penetrated it, it could not be dispelled.
In that dark world, there seemed to be endless souls of injustice appearing and roaring, turning the Buddhist holy land into a place of purgatory.
"Boom." A bell sounded, and Buddhas kept walking out. Then, only a voice was heard: "After so many years, the donor's resentment is still so strong."
"The Holy Land of Buddhism, the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, is worshiped by the world. When you preach scriptures and chant Taoism, when you spread good thoughts, do you ever feel guilty in your heart?" A voice came from the darkness, covering the endless space.
Many Buddhist practitioners clasped their hands together and chanted Buddha's words, as if they wanted to dispel the darkness.
"How much more evil do you want to do when the Lord comes back to the ancient times?" The ancient Buddha's voice came out again, compassionate and kind, as if hearing this voice, you can feel its compassion for heaven and humanity.
"When Qingxuan was destroyed, how many wronged souls were left?" A voice in the darkness responded, saying: "If there is hell in the world, why don't you go to hell?"