“Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!”
In the realm of intense flames, the burning ancient world is looming.
The boiling magma pool, the volcano spewing flames, and the fleeting flaming meteors all became real in those heavens and earths.
The red flames and dark electricity formed the underlying laws between heaven and earth, allowing the flaming world to quickly perfect itself and become an independent world.
Gradually, there was a breath of life, formed by the fierce breath of God.
Soon, fire unicorns, fire dragons, warriors of the Yan clan, and all kinds of strange fire elves were born in the magical burning world.
The blazing realm of God is actually evolving the world, performing the process of the birth of living things.
The glaciers and extremely cold stars sent by Pang Jian, when they came into contact with this ultra-high-level fire magic, were either shattered immediately or burned to ashes by the flames.
In the numerous cold demonic realms, waves of cold currents poured in, but they had no effect on the blazing Flame God Realm.
The power that a true high-level god could exert after he sacrificed his real divine body and spread out his divine domain made Pang Jian feel a mountain of pressure.
“Crack!”
The burning flames reached the center of the dark "sky" when Pang Jian lost his consciousness.
The surging demonic energy and numerous evil thoughts that Pang Jian used to balance the crystalline light were all affected by the flaming divine realm.
The ray of light representing good fortune was freed from the confinement of the robe.
“Whoosh!”
The luck was like a divine rainbow, pouring into Luo Hongyan's head and being instantly sucked in by him.
A vigorous breath of life emanated from His beautiful figure. She pursed her lips slightly, with satisfaction in her eyes.
"life."
He whispered softly.
In the dense jungle of the fifth continent, the vitality of grass and trees turned into light green streams and rivers, flowing into His body.
The thick energy and blood in his body spread out directly, and he was enveloped in a blood-red color.
The blood color and the vitality of plants and trees miraculously gathered together, integrating the two different forms of life energy, flesh and blood life and plant life, into Him.
This allowed Him to begin constructing the fourth godhead.
"Shaka, Lieyang, A'man. There is a blood god named Dong Tianze. Remember not to kill him. I still have a use for him." He said calmly.
His divine voice reached directly into the minds of the three most powerful aliens.
The three strongest alien races who were promoted to middle-level gods responded: "Got it!"
On the top of the City Lord's Mansion, his flawlessly beautiful face suddenly froze on Pang Jian.
He frowned slightly.
“Boom!”
He saw the thunder pool that was erupting with thunder and lightning, growing bigger little by little in the blazing fire realm.
When Pang Jian saw that his luck was lost, he decisively put on the magic robe and no longer used the magic robe to transform into a "sky curtain".
Above the pitch-black demon robe, there were bright red names of the demon gods, flowing like bright red stars, emitting an incomparably terrifying demonic aura.
"There are eighteen middle-level demon gods in total." His eyes released a cold and gloomy meaning, and he said calmly: "Yan Lie, you should be careful."
Yan Lie looked stern and said, "It's really a bit of a trick!"
When the dark "sky" disappeared and turned into a robe that Pang Jian wore, Pang Jian's momentum began to rise steadily.
The vast demonic energy began to concentrate, and the endless evil thoughts and malicious ideas were no longer affected by the burning of His divine domain.
Pang Jian, who was in the pool of thunder, controlled the supreme treasure left by Lei Gong and appeared directly in the world of fire constructed by his divine realm.
The flaming world that was swept by the pool of thunder collapsed, and all living creatures died instantly.
His divine realm was also falling apart.
At the same time, an inexplicable fear arose in his heart.
Eighteen huge demonic shadows were born in the ocean of his mind, imprisoning his divine consciousness, distorting his own spiritual wisdom, and giving rise to the evil in his heart.
Those are eighteen demons!
Through the robes left behind by the Lord of Demons, Pang Jian forced the eighteen demon gods with real names to join the battle, and forced them into the flaming sea of the mind.
At present, he cannot command the three great demon gods, Fajie, Hemotian and Luanji.
But if a mid-level demon dares to disobey his orders, he is ready to follow the traces of his true name and inject the violent power in the thunder pool into it!
A middle-level demon god cannot block the thunder pool left by the Thunder God. If he doesn't want to die, he can only join the battle.
Yan Lie is indeed a high-level god.
But in the world of Purgatory, he has not yet been able to recover his peak combat power, because the resources of Purgatory are not enough for him to achieve that step.
Eighteen middle-level demon gods, cooperated with Pang Jian and Lei Chi to attack Yan Lie, and together attacked Yan Lie's soul and mind, leaving Yan Lie with no time to take care of his own divine realm.
The burning realm of God and pieces of flaming heaven and earth were destroyed by the pool of thunder.
…
The galaxy outside the sky and the major demonic realms.
The demons who dropped their current tasks and were forced to join in this battle groaned.
"Flame."
"Lotus Goddess's capable man."
"To attack Yan Lie is to offend Luo Shen. It will be hard to deal with it afterwards, but if I don't do it, I will die. I really have no choice."
The demons had bitter faces, and were either lying down or sitting cross-legged, constantly gathering demon souls to gather strength.
…
A dilapidated temple, covered with spider webs.
A demon named Black Scythe, with a bitter face, complained to his companions: "Hey, if I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have left my real name on that demon robe."
"Heijian, when the Lord of Demonic Heaven has not fallen, you will leave your real name on that magic robe. No matter what troubles you encounter, you can ask the Lord of Demonic Heaven for help through your real name."
His companion shook his head and said, "In the beginning, you were on the verge of death several times, but you were saved every time because of your true name."
"You, on the other hand, should learn to be grateful."
He said with a smile.
"Bi Lin, please stop making sarcastic remarks." Heijian said with a sad face, "No matter what the outcome of this battle is, Luoshen will find trouble with us afterwards. You are also a member of the Demon God. When Luoshen comes to find you, won't you feel embarrassed?"
“He may not be the last one to laugh in the fight with the Black Phoenix.” Bi Lin was calm and composed.
"The Black Phoenix is dead! No matter how powerful the demon clan's overlord was, he died after all!" Black Scythe shouted.
"You don't understand the Phoenix tribe." The Bilin Demon God smiled strangely and said, "The Black Phoenix has the ability to be reborn through Nirvana. It is extremely difficult to really kill it. Every time the Phoenix successfully reborn, it will become stronger and more terrifying."
"I even feel that the fall of the Black Phoenix was all His own fault."
"Because except for the masters of the same level, no one can truly kill Him, not even Himself."
"And if He cannot die once more and restart His path to Nirvana, He will never be able to achieve a greater breakthrough."
Bi Lin talked boastfully.
Heijian was stunned, and felt that Bilin was a little strange at this moment. He asked, "How did you know? You mean... Black Phoenix's death was intentional?"
"I just think there is such a possibility." Demon God Bilin nodded.
"call!"
In the temple, there was a handsome man from the Ghost Demon Clan, holding a black-gold magic sword, and came with a smile.
"Finally found you." He smiled slightly.
The Bilin Demon God stood up, nodded slightly at Him, and said, "I have been waiting for you for a long time."
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(End of this chapter)