"Haha, I haven't felt this way for a long time. Are you nervous?"
Fa Wubian quietly watched the offensive of the four supreme beings, with a trace of confusion on his face.
When was it?
When did nothing in this world make him nervous anymore?
He forgot.
He is so powerful now, so powerful that even he himself doesn't know how strong he is, because no one can make him attack with all his strength.
"Bai Qianmie, I really miss you."
After murmuring softly, Fa Wubian's appearance reappeared in his mind.
A lifelong rival and a lifelong confidant.
It's a pity that Bai Qianmie and Su Muyun died in the calamity in order to break through that level. Now only Fa Wubian is left in this realm.
To be honest, this kind of loneliness almost made Fa Wubian numb. He was so cold at the top that no one could threaten him. Except for becoming an immortal, nothing could make his mood waver.
"The battlefield between gods and demons is full of desolation, broken walls and ruins, but the heroic songs will last forever..."
Taking a deep breath, Fa Wubian's face calmed down and he began to recite.
.......
"What is he reading?"
In the distance, Su Bujin looked at Fa Wubian's moans and was slightly confused. For some reason, her body was restless, and there seemed to be some kind of resonance in the silence.
........
No one knew what he was reciting, but every word he recited seemed to be full of magic, deeply rooted in people's hearts and shaking their souls.
At the same time, the whole sky was changing, with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and the silver lightning was roaring like a ferocious thunder dragon.
The entire Wuji Mountain trembled violently, as if an unprecedented earthquake had occurred. The cracks spread rapidly and covered the earth.
The ground changes color and the image rises!
........
"This is........"
Seeing the strange phenomenon happening, Yun Zhongyi's face became deeply moved.
This power has exceeded his expectations.
........
"It can actually cause a strange phenomenon to occur. What is he going to do?!"
When the emperor came to Bahuang, Chen Wushuang, Yu Wenkui and other people watching the battle changed their expressions.
........
"Everyone, stay away, something big is going to happen next!"
Su Bujin was keenly aware that something was wrong.
The others were naturally aware of this, and they all hid far away without Su Bujin's help.
And the resonant restlessness in Su Bujin's heart became more intense.
........
"Should we start?"
Su Peck's eyes flashed with anticipation.
........
"Have you ever felt true desolation and despair?"
Fa Wubian spoke softly.
I don't know who he is asking.
"A song of condemnation."
Thirteen magical arts, tragic songs of condemnation!
.......
"This feeling is...the Thirteen Divine Arts?!"
Su Bujin's expression suddenly changed with shock, and he looked at Fa Wubian's figure in horror.
Now she finally understood the reason for the restless resonance in her heart.
The Thirteen Divine Arts, what Fa Wubian performed was exactly one of the Thirteen Divine Arts.
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"finally come!"
Su Peck's eyes burst into endless light.
.......
As soon as Fa Wubian finished speaking, it was like the ancient gods and demons had arrived on the battlefield. A desolate and sad war song suddenly sounded, and the sound of the gods and demons fighting resounded throughout Wuji Mountain, like a punishment from the gods.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and the battle between gods and demons in the previous year seemed to appear in front of everyone present, as well as the bright silver-red... blood.
........
East China Sea.
"Across the East China Sea, the country of ten thousand demons is really a nice place."
On the calm surface of the East China Sea, a black silhouette stood tall and proud.
She didn't know how long she had been standing here, looking at the sea area.
"That shabby place in the wilderness is far inferior to this place. Why don't we just move the four demon clans here."
The face of the Eight-Winged Black Dragon King showed a look of satisfaction.
Although the wilderness is now occupied by the four demon clans under the Eight-Winged Black Dragon King, after all, the wasteland belongs to the Middle Earth. The Eight-Winged Black Dragon King does not like to get too close to the monks, so her attention is directed to the East China Sea.
"Who are you?!"
The flames and the phoenix's cry were loud and clear, and the flames converged and turned into a fiery red figure that appeared in front of the Eight-Winged Black Dragon King.
Chi Fenghuang, Burning Nine.
"Dragon clan?"
Looking at the eight-winged black dragon king in front of him, Fen Jiu frowned.
He could feel that the aura of the woman in front of him was the purest dragon aura. As for the woman's cultivation level, Fen Jiu was even more invisible. He even suspected that the cultivation level of the woman in black in front of him was still higher than that of the Purple Dragon Emperor.
"Half-step Supreme? Don't you even have a Supreme in Donghai?"
Glancing at Fen Jiu, the Eight-Winged Black Dragon King showed a look of disdain on his face.
That's right, Fen Jiu has not yet reached the realm of the Supreme, only half-step to the Supreme.
"Could it be that your Excellency launched the purgatory blood sacrifice formation in the East China Sea just now?"
Fen Jiu's eyes narrowed slightly, with undisguised murderous intent in his eyes.
The reason why he appeared here was because of the sudden appearance of the Purgatory Blood Sacrifice Array, but after he arrived here, the Purgatory Blood Sacrifice Array disappeared again.
However, although it did not appear for a long time, it killed a large number of creatures in the East China Sea and caused immeasurable losses to the East China Sea.
If it was really the woman in front of him who did it, Fen Jiu could do nothing to make her leave.
"What Purgatory Blood Sacrifice Array?"
The Eight-Winged Black Dragon King frowned, somewhat confused as to what Fen Jiu meant.
"Am I to understand that you are playing dumb?"
Fen Jiu said coldly.
"Whatever you think."
The Eight-Winged Black Dragon King didn't bother to understand what Fen Jiu meant.
"Whether it's you or not, I have to keep you first!"
Fenjiu shouted loudly, the fire was blazing, and the sea of fire rolled towards the Eight-Winged Black Dragon King.
Anyway, this woman seemed to have come with bad intentions, and Fen Jiu showed no mercy when he took action.
"Insect-carving technique."
The eight-winged black dragon king's eyes were indifferent, and he slowly stretched out his palm. The strange power of darkness spread from her to the surroundings. The power of darkness seemed to be alive. The darkness surged like waves, instantly engulfing the sea of fire and eroding it. .
"What?"
Fen Jiu's expression suddenly changed as he watched the other party's power of darkness easily engulf his own flames.
The strange power of darkness made him extremely afraid.
"It's just a half-step to the Supreme. You'd better save the sparks you have to keep yourself warm."
The eight-winged black dragon king taunted.
"..."
Fen Jiu's expression became serious. The strength of the Eight-Winged Black Dragon King was no longer something he could deal with.
The strength of the Eight-Winged Black Dragon King is at least supreme.
Even...higher.
Fen Jiu didn't dare to think about it anymore. It's a pity that Emperor Zilong is not in Donghai now. If he were here, he wouldn't let this woman be so rampant.
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