Venerable Amo, Sword Jinghong, Successor of Time and Space, Divine Desolation, Avenue of Stars, Qin Yang, Divine Thunder Emperor, Lan Yuan, Demon Prince, Li Xuan, Peerless Hades, Demon Heaven, Fairy Demon Blood, Dragon Spirit, Nine Gods Dragon reincarnation, Xuan Luo, Heavenly Fire Daoist.
The nine kings are here, the people are not dead, the blood is not dry.
The immortal of the sword of wine, the immortal of the sword, push the cup to change the cup, two sips of spirits, drunk the heavens.
The Haori Golden Crow was astounded, and the Canglan Dharma body was changing, swallowing the sky.
Huang Juetian just came late, otherwise, the throne of the nine kings, perhaps, could not sit down.
Ling Feng Lingying, Xiaobing Xiaohan, two pairs of twins, each possesses the way of ice and shadow assassination.
Cailing, Jialou Potian, Wu Pokong, Heiming, Baixue, Yaozu Tianjiao.
In this battle, Qi Lin died, Li Yao died, and countless partners turned into dust.
But they are still alive, and it is undoubtedly a kind of sorrow for the contemporaries to stand with these evildoers.
An old man sitting on the lonely mountain, unkempt, quietly watching all this, a round of dying eyes, behind him, soaring.
There are ten evildoers of the wooden clan, ten green trees, which can cover the sky.
Gu Yang and Xiao Yun, who controlled the second of the eight lotus flowers in the chaos, smiled face to face, but they were sent to death. Sooner or later, death would be death, so they simply conducted the final martial arts discussion.
Speaking of it, there are not many remaining evil spirits in the spirit world. The Nine Kings and Huang Juetian are the top ten evil talents, followed by people like Qin Lang.
Qi Han, 30,000 years ago, sat in a certain place in the Tianyuan Realm and passed away quietly.
The vast red dust is colorful, and the sky, clouds and waterways are long. At this moment, the joy of returning to heaven and earth, there is no better than the moonlight in the water!
They live not for Hanfa, but for themselves, to be able to feel at ease.
Those who can still stand here today, smiled and expressed their grudges, they were all deceived by Han Fa and pity each other.
There is nothing more worth fighting for than defending dignity. Facing the fierce Red Moon Demon Cult, the gods of the Tianyuan Realm are afraid, but it doesn't mean that they will also be afraid.
A few more people among the demons in the spirit world walked out.
The sky is approaching, Miao is like smoke, south to the sky.
They are also ready to leave, where are they going? Go to another world.
Tianlin turned his head and glanced at Qin Yang. He laughed at himself: "On the martial arts, I am not as good as you. On the martial arts, I am not as good as Luo Xingchen. I am not like you. I have no chance to keep pace with you in this life. Now, in the next life, I'll go to Qing Feng to talk about the past!"
"Miao Ruyan, thank you, Xiang Tian, you accompany me down, I won't be alone anymore."
Miao Ruyan and Nan Xiangtian walked hand in hand, lonely, towards the depths of the dark night.
The three disappearing breaths represent the spiritual world, and three people are missing.
There was still this last part, some exploded in place, dead for nine days.
Very few survive.
They chose to give up, facing the oppression of the Red Moon Demon Cult, the destruction of the spirit world, and the conspiracy of Han Fa. They were too tired to live, and wanted to take a rest. If they couldn't wake up, just go to sleep like this...
This last part will face the blood baptism of the Red Moon Demon Cult!
"Interesting, we haven't done anything yet, you can't bear it first."
Yale squeezed his chin with relish. What he said just now seemed to have magical power and hit people's hearts directly.
The gods, demons and monsters of the Tianyuan realm could not imagine that they would experience danger in their entire lives, perhaps not as short as more than one million years in the spiritual realm.
Those red umbrellas, flying around the red coffin, danced exquisitely, sang Sanskrit, and evokes the soul.
"I'm not doing it! Why do you want to fight against these people? Why suddenly another Red Moon Demon Cult popped up! You made me better to live than to die! Go and die—"
Xue Hanfeng was the first to collapse, and the Snow God Mink family, the grandson of Venerable White, directly transformed into a roar and crashed into the red umbrella in the sky!
"Boom..."
He can only explode, leaving behind turbulent waves, and the souls of the dead fall into the dust.
The Yanglong of the Supreme City, the demon spirit of Shandong Huangjiu, also fell into madness, each manifested the Dharmakaya, moths fighting the fire, and their own destruction.
There are also many gods, demons, and demons who have broken hearts, vying to hug the poignant red rain.
Huang Wuxin was also ready to take this step with tears in his eyes. If Qingwu lived a lifetime, she didn't know who was waiting for it.
Chu Jingxian and Hua Tianwu both made the same choice as Huang Wuxin.
Faced with the pressure of the Red Moon Demon Cult, they knew in their hearts that the sky could not save them, so it was better to die early and end early.
Three well-deserved daughters of the sky, stepping forward, dancing the last song in life, heartbroken song, cold and ruthless.
"I rely on... Brother! Girl, I want to save the woman, I haven't married a wife yet!"
Xiaobing became completely heartless, and in the face of desperation, he could still be so calm that he was hit by a hammer from Xiaohan.
"Big brother, what are you doing?"
Xiao Han glared at him sternly, with awe-inspiring righteousness: "A catastrophe is imminent, you have gotten your head!"
When Xiao Han turned around for an instant, he almost didn't kill Xiao Bing.
"Grow up in an orderly manner, come first and then come."
"Fuck—you are not my brother—"
I saw two ice wolves, scrambling to compete for a daughter-in-law, letting ice cover the earth, the rising of the iceberg, the freezing air, and a drop of dust, also making a heavy snowfall.
"Haha, interesting, these two evil animals are really fun."
Gu Yue Yale hugged his arms, did not disturb, breathed lightly, and slowly said: "Let the death music be more interesting. Anyway, no one can save them."
"My! This blue skirt fairy belongs to me!"
"Fuck off! Can you save people first!"
However, before they were in front of the three alluring women, they were almost kicked out of the sky by each of them.
The dying person, what lover's room
However, some people have to keep them from getting what they want.
Huang Juetian made a move in an instant. He was born with an immortal bone, and he was suave and romantic, and the immortal bone had already turned into a heart of freedom.
Holding Huang Wuxin's jade limbs with one hand, she nodded on her forehead, received the Taoist Palace of Xianfu, and instantly rescued Hua Tianwu and Chu Jingxian one by one.
I only heard two curses coming from afar: "Huang Juetian, you bastard, eat alone—"
"Hahaha..." Gu Yue Yale, who stepped on the red umbrella, laughed madly, leaning forward and closing, revealing his contempt for sentient beings.
"Sure enough, I didn't see the Yellow River without tears! Moon God Sacrifice! Red Moon Demon Cult, commanding the world! The killing array is activated!"
Gu Yue Yale laughs when he laughs, and when he speaks serious, he is serious and moody.
The wisps of moonlight illuminate the body of the Yushu in Huang Juetian.
Huang Juetian closed his eyes and covered his head with a big seal, blocking the attack of the red moonlight for him, and finally ran to Jiuzun Mountain, fighting side by side with everyone, unimpeded all the way, while Ling Feng Lingying, Flashing away, disappearing in the place where the red rain fell suddenly, the two snow-white ice wolves also ran fast enough, like a flash of electricity, the wind stops and the clouds stop!
"Long Ling, you should wake up! Long Ling, are you still awake?"
In Long Ling's will, there was a cordial and long-lasting voice calling her.
"The Tripod of All Things, I... I am... The Tripod of All Things!"
The crystal eyes of the Dragon Spirit spread all over the world, and the stunning beauty was extremely popular, and the dragon god opened his eyes. The dragon scale armor on his body was instantly shattered and reorganized, turning into a tripod, the tripod Zhao Xuanyuan!
The huge silver cauldron faced the sky and covered the clouds in a radius of hundreds of miles, and let the red rain fall, and they were safe and sound.
However, the gods of the Tianyuan Realm were scurrying around with their heads in their arms, hiding around, and running slowly, they were immediately melted by the red rain.
Ghosts are crying and howling, the world is sad, the red coffin is not opened, and the aura inside is enough to slaughter the surroundings.
The man in the coffin, the name of the sky roars, worships the moon every day, and the moon becomes a avenue, tearing the heavens apart.
"Magic Dust Bead, return to your place!"
"Void God Sword, come back!"
"The Supreme Seal!"
"Take the god lotus, magic sword, nine thunder mad dragon, three kills!"
Qin Yang is the strongest and most powerful one in control of treasures, a person, possessing nine thunders of the Heavenly Punishment, receiving the Heavenly God Lotus, and the Demon Blade.
In the end, the stone statue of Pluto, which has just been alive and dead, is also like a chess piece, moving away, and the sky is like a chessboard. They stand on the chessboard, the princes and generals, do their best, as long as the sky does not let them die If they die, they will not give up until they die, otherwise, in this life, who is alive for
A game of chess covering the sky, this is the masterpiece of the Red Moon Demon Cult.
Chess pieces are difficult to escape, but it is not impossible.
"Old Stone! Let's die with His Royal Highness Jingyun! Charge over!"
Venerable Flower and Venerable Stone did not plan to return to the Dark Abyss Forest. Venerable Stone carried him, one large and one small, jumping as high as a mountain, jumping higher than the sky, and finally leaping towards the small corner of Jiuzun Mountain. .
At the same time, including the great impermanence, the nine impermanence made concerted efforts, the radiance of the underworld, spreading over the top of the head, was called by a stone statue not far away, nine people, all brushed together, confirmed the avenue, and half-stepped the path.
The stone statue of the Black Hades was also moved from the black and white hell by the will of the Hades.
"Everyone, the black and white hell has just been promoted. Our goal is to fight back to the infinite hell and replace the group of high-ranking bastards!
Whether he is a ghost or not, let's guard the gate of ghosts, and still be afraid of ghosts? Only Li Xuan, the girl, can lead us to rise! "
The black Pluto statue, blocking the red rain killing the sky, is about to merge with the white Pluto statue, the black and white Pluto, this is the glory of hell before the era!
"what?"
At the top of the Red Moon Demon Cult, the six great proving practitioners and Gu Yue Yale were all taken aback. The six demon kings were all sluggish.
What frightened them the most was the energy on the Jiuzun Mountain, gathering more and more and getting stronger and stronger!
All kinds of treasures, the gods refining the heavens, are countless.
In the sky, except for the red moon, there is a cloud of robbery that is approaching. It seems that there are so many treasures, God, can't stand it anymore.
"Don't drag on any longer, Chi will change! Heavenly evil formation!"
Six Daoists, occupying Liuhe azimuth, Guyue Yale, with strange treasures, Red Moon Demon God Child, as the center of the eye, borrowing three Taoism tools to inspire Moonlight Blade, Crescent Moon Demon Knife, Condensed Light and Shadow, Serial A flash, a flash of thunder, a terrifying force, tearing the world apart, destroying everything.
The tripod of all things, the magic sword, the god lotus, the black and white stone statue, the supreme seal, including the dim Donghuang bell on the ground, and the eight magical treasures of Taoism level. They are also connected in a line, shining the sky and shaking the earth, Zhen Yushuo universe.
The red coffin, the man in the coffin, the ghost in the coffin, or the corpse in the coffin can be called whatever you want. When the lid of the coffin is opened, the world seems to be all torn apart, and every inch of the earth collapses and turns into a rift in the abyss, and the sky is no longer the sky. , The earth is no longer the earth, the heaven and the earth are closed, like chaos coming back to the world!
As soon as he appeared, the gods and immortals, demons and ghosts hiding in all directions were suffocated.
He straightened up from the coffin, and in that instant, Hong Chen would collapse for it, and the world would split for it! Chaos, because of him coming back!
He is the god of death of the heavens and all worlds, he is the soul song of the gods! He is famous! The corpse is supreme!
In fact, the entire Red Moon Demon Cult is all corpse clan, so they all look bloodless.
But their intelligence is no worse than anyone else.
And this cardinal leader is the Red Moon Demon Sect, the ancestor of the founding sect!
He leaned over, the mountains hidden, he raised his head, the sky fell, he looked sideways, the vast sea evaporated, he waved, the wind and thunder extinguished the sky!
No one knows how terrible his existence is for an old monster that has lived for hundreds of millions of years!
In the red coffin, he slept for 50 million years, and asked Ten Thousand Realms, he smiled proudly for 50 million years, fell asleep yesterday, and wakes up today, thinking about the heavens into reincarnation, and seeing everything has become ashes!
Second only to Infinite Hell, Tian Ming, the powerhouse standing at the top of the world, second only to the Eternal Realm of Heaven!
When this terrifying figure opened the red coffin and flashed out, Tianyuan Realm realized that what was more terrifying than death was the walking dead, unwilling to contend, and powerless to return to heaven!
"Ah! Let me dictate myself! Enough living!"
"Boom boom boom..."
How many people, because they saw him, chose to end the nightmare, and stopped by themselves!
As a result, countless bodies exploded, and they were not in the mood to fight!
The spirit world evildoer hiding under the cauldron of all things did not see anyone, but was overwhelmed by this momentum. Everyone could not breathe, his heartbeat paused, and he fell into an unprecedented haze.
"Who? Who... Who?"
Qin Yang's breathing was disordered, his eyes were red with bleeding light, he clenched his fist, and poked his fingers at the flesh. He had never been so afraid of anyone in his life. He knew the other party, maybe the background was too big.
Huang Juetian, the immortal is suffocated!
Mo Wangchuan, the Mo also bowed his head!
Only A Mo, Shenhuang, and Li Xuan were able to remain calm, Long Ling was flustered, and his heart in control of the tripod began to become unstable again.
Li Xuan, still driving the White Pluto statue, told the trembling nine impermanence: "Don't be afraid, the sky is falling, just get used to it."
Shenhuang doesn't need to be afraid at all, he is not a human, not a creature, but just transformed by Luo Xingchen's great road.
A Mo has never been afraid of anything. Li Xuan has realized the heart of the Pluto, controls life and death, and the heavens in the prison town. Therefore, she is not afraid.
Self-confessed to be chic, can afford to let go of the Motian, Yitianya, not very panic in his heart.
Their horror is not death, but such an aura. Who can defeat him and who is his opponent
They have never seen it, and can only rely on intuitive feelings that this person surpasses all previous enemies and is unmatched.
I'm afraid that the heavens and myriad worlds are just a joke in front of him.
"My original body is Tianhou, but the name I gave myself is called Funeral Heaven! Ha ha... Are you afraid? But you are not afraid, it has nothing to do with me.
I want to absorb all the energy of the Tianyuan Realm, including you, these Dao artifacts can only be used as my nourishment, my heart, and the sky! But I am not reconciled and succumb to the sky, so I want to bury the sky! I am a funeral!
The burial day is here, who can be my enemy? "
"The burial day is here, who can be my enemy?"
A repeated sentence, like a haze, covered everyone's heart.
The red dress and the red umbrella, the Sanskrit voice sings softly, the coercion of the doomsday still exists, not decreasing but increasing.
Hearing the words of this barren ancient giant, people can't think of the pre-epoch grand occasion, they are just a stone, falling into the sea, can not splash much ripples...