How valuable is the opportunity
Xuan Ying, who walked out of the abyss of death, had a deep understanding.
She carried the wishes of her brother, the Ice Spirit Clan was about to enter its peak age during these three hundred years.
Three hundred years ago—
Xuan Yu and Xuan Ying, siblings, were all dragged into the abyss of death.
The ghost boy was smirking at them, coming and going.
Xuan Yu's body was divided by the Red Moon Scimitar, leaving only half of his body, lingering.
In front of Xuan Ying, she witnessed this terrifying scene.
"Jiejie, if you live, you will suffer for a lifetime."
When the ghost boy left, Xuan Yu knew that he was no longer able to do so.
His voice was intermittent, comforting and smiling, but so bleak: "It's okay, I'm dead, you are still alive..."
He stretched out his hand and called Xuanying: "Come on, I'm a little bit cold, you get close to me..."
What Xuan Ying had to face was a shocking horror.
But this was her brother. Without even thinking about it, she rushed over, crying heartbroken.
Xuan Yu held her hand, and suddenly a burst of energy poured into Xuan Ying's body. Xuan Ying wanted to struggle, but was unable to resist, she had to let the energy hit her body.
After that, Xuan Yu smiled and turned into a piece of ice. The ice melted. He, the young patriarch of the Ice Spirit Clan, died instantly, leaving only a pool of water. On the ground, Xuan Ying could no longer reach out and touch it.
She understands that Xuanyu's love for her is endless.
This is to let her live in his place and revitalize the Ice Spirit Race.
Xuan Ying fainted, unconsciously, and slept for decades. When she woke up, the abyss of death disappeared and became warm and soft.
Her strength has suddenly improved a lot.
Slowly groping in the abyss of death, she found an ice lotus.
This is a real ice lotus, not a phantom shadow, which cannot be touched.
This ice lotus is not among the eight lotus flowers in the Chaos.
Xuan Ying looked at it, her bloodline tempering and evolving perfectly, she planted the ice lotus in the ice spirit world, replacing the previous extremely cold eye.
The Ice Spirit Clan also gave birth to a new evildoer, which is not enough.
The region of the spiritual world is so large, Han Fa decreed that the differences between the Human Race Alliance and the Demon Dao Alliance should be resolved as soon as possible, and then given to them, the last thousand years of time.
The unpredictable situation in the spirit world, the rise of the blood bat tribe, the birth of three half-step true gods, the decline of taboo forces, and the loss of countless combat power and resources.
The magic way, there are faint signs of rising.
The demons gave birth to the emperor of beasts, the ice king scorpion, the phantom snake, and two fierce beasts that became demons. I don't know what method they used to quickly comprehend half a road and become a half-step demons.
The creatures they slaughtered in the spiritual world were more than hundreds of millions, and the human race had accumulated a lot of grievances, which was already a common anger between heaven and man.
In the quiet time, the Human Alliance was losing ground in the Ten Great Sacred Demon battlefields, but it didn't seem to be anxious, they were all waiting for an opportunity, a sign of counterattack.
They gradually anticipated that in the spirit world, a huge storm was brewing.
Ten Great Sacred Demon Battlefield: Blue Realm
A dragon body, sitting high in a chariot of flames, raging, unable to hurt its fur.
Dark dragon scales were inlaid on him, and the gloomy dragon bones, originally the remains of ancient times, merged with him.
This is the newly promoted supreme of the demons, the dragon has no way, the people are as their name, the behavior style, the brutal and the innocent, the killing of creatures, and the cold-blooded ruthless.
But he does have the strength. For hundreds of years, the demons of the human race can't breathe.
His body alone can shake the half-step true god, plus the martial art of comprehension, upside down the universe, turning black and white, stepping on one foot, and utterly barren. He is known as the undefeated dragon king, with a magic word in front of him, the magic dragon The emperor, vowed to conquer all the spirit world and dominate the world.
In the dark night, in the Heavenly Devil Realm, a piece of yellow sand buried countless ghosts, and there was no grass growing for thousands of years. At this time, some grass and trees gradually sprouted, and hope was burning.
Finally one day, from under this yellow sand, a blue thunder gushed out, blasting the square area, millions of miles, to a collapse.
An old man, with his hair hanging down to his knees, has not been trimmed for thousands of years, and his clothes are still in tatters, but his eyes, piercing thousands of miles away, his ears, listening to the world, just a gaze projected past, standing on The demon garrisons and bunkers in the Huangsha restricted area have been uprooted, and they died, only breathing and blinking.
He raised his head and stared at the void, and he could see the void god realm, and the gods were shaking their hands.
The scene of the resonance of the gods has set off the shadows of the gods from the chaos to the present. Whether it is a beast-like form or a variety of powerful men, the real god of martial arts who leads the universe, dead or alive, will all He beckoned.
But he abandoned it like a clog, stomped his foot, thousands of miles of mountains collapsed and the ground cracked, endless landslides, the earth sinking, the rivers are falling, and the stars are moving.
Heavenly Demon Hall, Kaqiang Cang, Broken Wave, Purgatory Demon Lord, and the three pillars, all have become demigods, feeling this distant change, and there was a tremor in my heart.
If the pillars of the Heavenly Demon Palace hadn't been protected by the will of the Demon God, this place would have already collapsed and collapsed completely.
Young people, or old people, the demons are as fierce as wild beasts.
"Someone condensed, it turned out to be in the territory of the Demon Race, this thunder situation, is it possible that the old fellow of the Thunder Demon Race Lei Wangu has become a god?" Ka Qiongcang has always been cold and unsmiling, with a complicated complexion. The emotion is inside.
The gods resonated with great momentum, and this momentum can at least spread throughout the spirit world, and can be felt on all planes.
"It's not him, I suspect that the old monster Tianlei was not dead."
Purgatory Demon Lord, proficient in the way of killing, his strength is not much worse than that of the creator of the nine-dead immortal body of Ka Qiong.
His pupils showed skill and shrewdness, and a speculation caused a turbulent wave.
"Really?" Ka Qiongcang was already cold to the bottom of his heart, his fists were also clenched tightly, and he made a thunderous sound. He was unwilling and groaned coldly: "At the beginning, we spent a lot of time to spread the net and anger the sky. Old Monster Lei, he fell into a ten-square killing array and was sealed by the Demon God’s will. This is not dead...
Are the old humans, vitality, all so tenacious? "
It is a pity that those who become gods are not demons.
From Grandma Feng to the ancestor Xuantian, the newly promoted gods have nothing to do with the demons.
On the surface of the Demon Race, there are Long Wudao, Mo Wang Chuan, Qing Feng, Tian Lin, Yang Jie, Tian Ying, Illusory Demon, Sword Song... These countless evil spirits are replenishing fresh blood for the Demon Race.
Why can't they become gods
In the Void God Realm, there are still only three true gods of the Demon Race. Unfortunately, Demon Dance, the ancestor of the Demon Race, was like the Five Elements Great Emperor and the Thunder Emperor.
At this moment, the forbidden land of the Heavenly Devil Realm, the Heavenly Demon Ancient, is in retreat, preparing to condense into a god. This should be their greatest hope for the birth of a new god.
But the Tianmogu is in retreat, who can fight the Tianlei boss who is about to become a god
If the old monster Tianlei becomes a god, according to his violent temper, I am afraid that the heavenly devil world, the territory of hundreds of thousands of miles, will disappear.
A kind of anxiety filled the hearts of each of them.
"Stop him!"
Broken Wave took the initiative to attack for the first time, as a dark abyss, violently stepping on the sky, tearing through the space, and rushing into the restricted area of yellow sand.
Kaqiu Cang, the Demon Lord of Purgatory, did his best, and followed closely behind. There was a kind of endless flame on both of them. They were like raging fire, immortal and immortal.
"Chichichichi—"
Swords and swords are coming.
The three demigods, divided into three directions, have surrounded the old monster with long hair over the knee.
What Ka Qiongcang is good at is the ultimate strength, the ambition of being fearless and fearless of death, even if he is torn into pieces, as long as a trace of the soul is saved, he can be reborn, and now, what can make him hurt to this point, except God almost does not exist.
"The dying sky!"
Ka Qunchang's arm swung out, setting off a wave, rolling up the Yellow Sand River, and every grain of fine sand could make people wipe out.
The violent palm shadow is like the five-finger peaks of the mountains, suppressing a thousand miles, it is nothing to say.
A person with such strength was still swallowed by a protective net made of blue thunder when he was about to approach the old monster Sky Thunder.
"Devil Clock!"
"Break off the mountains and rivers!"
"Purgatory!"
Ka Qiu Cang couldn't succeed with a single blow, so he summoned the magical magic clock, hitting the bell, and sound waves attacked the blue thunder shield.
Broken waves are amazing with speed, and the swift avenue has its own toughness, and it travels without shadow, like a meteor crashing out of the sky and dying.
The Purgatory Demon Sovereign used the avatar technique, and successively eighty-one of the indistinguishable Demon Sovereigns who were indistinguishable from the true and false, waved their palms and turned into a sea of purgatory fire, and made every effort to blast them over!
It is a pity that these attacks are useless, and the man's arm is a car.
Ka Qiongcang was swallowed by a thunderbolt, and he was almost about to taste the taste of disappearance.
The Purgatory Demon Lord and Broken Wave were also attacked by Thunder. Fortunately, they escaped quickly.
Blue Thunder, refining a thunder tripod, standing on three legs, condensing thunder polar field, destroying mountains and rivers, spreading across the world, blooming with a blue light, it is the first artifact refined by the old monster of Tianlei. By condensing the Dao into a god, you have already refined a real artifact, and the old monster Tianlei is the first person who deserves to be the master refiner.
The artifact has suppressed the Quartet, and the three demigods of Ka Qiongcang are at a disadvantage. In order to save their lives, they have to flee and avoid the violent impact of the thundering tripod. Wherever they go, everything is wiped out. In this situation, the old monster of Tianlei seems to be determined. Raze the demon to the ground.
The lofty ambition Lingyun laughed, and the sky rolled across the sky.
"Hahaha... Demon, all of you formed a group to besiege me! What happened? Didn't the old man survive? Today, Meng Tiangang came to ask for advice—"
He calmly and calmly, with a flick of his finger, he put away the thundering tripod, without any treasures, a firefly-like luster suddenly turned into a thunder pole, bursting for thousands of miles, wantonly trampling on the plants and trees of the heavenly devil world.
Ka Qiu Cang, Infernal Demon Lord, Broken Wave, tried their best and was already at large.
But seeing a storm swept in, restraining the speed of Ka Tiantian, his body was about to be swallowed by the thunder, and turned into powder.
"The firmament!"
Broken waves grabbed Ka Qiongcang's hand, using his extreme speed to take Ka Qiongcang out of the sea of suffering
The storm raged and roared, and their bodies had become distorted.
Lightning and thunder, like a doomsday judgment.
"Mozu, these years of bloody debt, the old man came to ask for an explanation."
But only listening to the nine-fold forbidden land, a call sign came: "Human race, don't want to be presumptuous—"