In the early morning, the morning sun shines down, so bright.
Ten Thousand Demons Ridge, in front of the cliff.
The red blood dyed the cliff red, which was shocking.
The cold wind blew up, dust flew up, and the black-eyed Mingtu who had hit Yan Xiaoyu so hard had disappeared.
Under the cliff, Yan Xiaoyu, dressed in a moon-white divine robe, lay there. At this moment, the divine robe, which symbolized purity and flawlessness, had been completely stained with blood and was filthy.
Blood continued to flow from the empty heart. The heart was taken away by Hades, and now there is only a hole left in the chest.
Time passed little by little. I don’t know how long it took. A deafening roar sounded from the sky and the earth. Suddenly, the birds and beasts in the mountains were frightened and fled for their lives.
Then, around the cliff, figures with pale skin and eyes appeared, staggering towards Yan Xiaoyu.
The Ten Thousand Demons Ridge in the Western Region has always been a forbidden area that the world has been shocked by. For thousands of years, almost no one who has entered has been able to get out alive.
Of course, according to legend, there are also people who walked out of Ten Thousand Demons Ridge alive and obtained many treasures. They reached the sky in one step and their strength greatly increased.
However, regardless of danger or opportunity, everything must be experienced firsthand to know. Rumors are always false.
Yan Xiaoyu was obviously not very lucky. After entering Ten Thousand Demon Ridge, he failed to meet the opportunity and instead lost his life.
In front of the cliff, dozens of White-Eyed Netherworlds seemed to feel the breath of human blood and came from all directions. Low roars sounded from time to time in their throats.
Not long after, at the foot of the cliff, two white-eyed Netherworld figures arrived first, reaching out to grab the lifeless Yan Xiaoyu on the ground.
However, at this moment.
Changes occur suddenly!
Yan Xiaoyu, who should have been dead for a long time, suddenly opened his eyes.
Black air, like fog.
What was even more shocking was that Yan Xiaoyu's eyes showed completely different colors, one was as dark as ink, and the other was as bright as the sun.
The two white-eyed Netherworlds felt the danger and instinctively wanted to escape, but unfortunately, it was too late.
The power of light and darkness exploded around Yan Xiaoyu, directly submerging the two of them.
In the light, one White-Eyed Netherworld quickly turned into ashes, and in the darkness, the other White-Eyed Netherworld was directly swallowed.
The next moment, Yan Xiaoyu sat up, glanced at the empty heart, fell silent, and after a moment, pulled the divine robe on his body to cover the hole in his heart.
All around, the other ten Netherworlds looked at the humans in front of them, with fear on their faces.
"Oracle of Light!"
Yan Xiaoyu raised his hand, his body full of light and divine power. Then, beams of light fell from the sky, swallowing up all the white-eyed underworld.
In a shocking scene, among dozens of light pillars, the body of a Netherworld figure began to burn. After a few breaths, all of them turned into ashes and disappeared into thin air.
Yan Xiaoyu looked at the scene ahead, with no trace of fluctuation on his cold face.
He knew that if it weren't for the divine blood and light power remaining in his body, he would have become like these monsters at this moment.
Dirty and stupid.
"Roar!"
At this moment, the deafening roar sounded again between heaven and earth, and the terrifying sound wave shook the entire mountain violently.
Yan Xiaoyu felt this and looked deep into the mountain. He frowned slightly but did not raise his eyebrows. He turned and walked towards the outside of Ten Thousand Demons Ridge.
He is not a match for the black-eyed monster yet, and it is not appropriate to confront him head-on at this time.
Half an hour later, outside Ten Thousand Demons Ridge, Yan Xiaoyu stepped out, looking at the scorching sun in the eastern sky, with a gentle smile on his handsome face.
Under the morning light, the power of light and darkness in Yan Xiaoyu's eyes gradually faded away, and after a breath, they returned to their original state.
"oh?"
Just when Yan Xiaoyu walked out of Ten Thousand Demon Ridge.
In the distance, in the Heavenly Mandate Hall guarded by all the halls, in front of the divine throne, the scholar seemed to feel something. He straightened up and looked in the direction of Ten Thousand Demon Ridge, with a look of surprise on his face.
Came out alive.
not bad.
He was not disappointed.
Thinking of this, the scholar came back to his senses and said, "Pray for prison!"
"Palace Master!"
Outside the temple, Archbishop Prairie stepped in and saluted respectfully.
"Send someone to Ten Thousand Demons Ridge to welcome the Son of God back." The scholar ordered.
Archbishop Qi Jing was shocked when he heard the words of the palace master. He quickly reacted and respectfully accepted the order, "Yes!"
After receiving the order, Archbishop Prairie turned and left the temple without any further delay.
"Light and darkness."
In front of the high throne, the scholar murmured softly, with an interesting smile on his lips.
That's what makes it interesting.
I really want to see what it will be like when the son of light from the Tianyu Palace meets again with the son of destiny chosen by the Confucian leader.
"Darkness and Light."
At the same time, in the small courtyard to the east of Taixue Palace, Confucius looked west, a strange color flashing in his old eyes.
The power of God and the power of Hades actually appeared in the same person. The Son of Light was a blessing in disguise.
Without the power of God, the Son of God of Light would have been assimilated into the underworld by now.
However, can the power of God really resist the erosion of the power of the underworld?
Even the sages of the Taoist generation cannot compete with the power of the underworld. How can the power of gods be so special?
The so-called gods are not nobler than humans, and their power is nothing special.
Just as that boy said, it doesn't matter the gods. They were beaten into disgrace by the Taoist sages and got out of the world.
Speaking of which, where did the boy go? He couldn't be seen at a glance, and there was no shadow.
…
"Five elements, the same contract!"
At this time, at the ruins of Ge Zu, in front of the cliff, Li Ziye opened the Five Elements Array for the first time. Five different forces interacted with each other to check and balance the Five Elements Array set up by Ge Zu.
The moment the Five Elements Formation was restrained, in the middle of the formation, Li Qingzhi faced hundreds of underworlds without any fear in his expression.
"Roar!"
Black-eyed Mingtu roared and immediately rushed forward.
At the same time, from all sides of the formation, Baiyan Mingtu, like a tide, also rushed over crazily.
Li Qingzhi stepped forward, drew a line with his sword, and stood in front of Li Ziye.
"You concentrate on breaking the formation, and leave the rest to me!"
Li Qingzhi said something in a cold voice, the innate Qi all over his body surged, his hair was tied up and dancing wildly, and all his power was gathered.
"The secret blessing of Liujia, the formation of wind and thunder!"
The nine-character mantra of Taoism opens again, with Li Qingzhi as the center, violent winds and violent thunder bursts, the wind and thunder open the formation, and the combat power is fully unleashed.
A moment later, Li Qingzhi's figure disappeared and turned into a thunderous body. He suddenly appeared in front of the underworld army and swung his sword with a force of three hundred feet.
Blood surged into the sky, heads flew up one after another, and then a black rain of blood fell.
The killing begins here.
Over the millennia, geniuses in Kyushu have emerged in large numbers, like shooting stars, drawing bright lights one after another in the night sky. Among the countless stars streaking across the night sky, there will always be that one shooting star, blazing like fire, overwhelming all the stars in the night sky. The stars amazed an era.
Today, the Li family's unparalleled genius has shown such a talent.
Under the scorching sun, that ray of lightning traveled through hundreds of underworlds, unparalleled in its path, and filled the sky with blood and bones.
