The flames of war are still spreading, and in the dark scorched earth, there are bursts of green smoke, as if rising from the tombs of the dead!
The originally noisy world became completely silent at this time. The whining horses and the boiling crowds all fell silent at this time.
what happens? What is waiting for you?
The thick ancient book had a piece of bronze light shining quietly in it. At this moment, the ancient book became extremely majestic. It floated out of Zun Zun's small world. Now it rises into the air, and everyone is looking up at it. Reading that ancient book, the general thoughts in their hearts were shock and greed, and the depth of desire was a major criterion for measuring the indifferent and clear aspirations of this world.
However, this assessment was ultimately dominated by greed and selfishness.
The raging battle is still going on. Yu Zun's first sword failed. Don't underestimate this sword. This sword is the result of his many years of cultivation, both his own understanding and the accumulation of his ancestors.
But Yu Zun knew deep down in his heart that it would be difficult to end this fight with just one blow! He stood with his eyes closed, and at this moment, his body slowly rose to the center of the sky. When he closed his eyes, he looked so solemn. He was like an angel, with a faint brilliance emitting from his whole body.
When the white robe on his body was blown to pieces by the tyrannical energy, the muscles on his bronze skin were knotted like dragons, wrapping his entire body in them. It was the beauty of strength and the aesthetics of violence!
The picture that appeared on the arm was even more astonishing. It looked like a dragon and phoenix. The green veins were exaggerated and bulging. There was a sound of blood flowing in the blue blood vessels. They were like a long river in the boundless darkness. , boiling, flowing...
The momentum is soaring step by step, and the momentum is like a sea with no end. And the eyes of the Night Owl passing by him were also full of horror. The silence of this naked young man was really terrifying!
The murderous intention sneaked into the depths of the soul. The Demon King, who was in the darkness, raised his head and looked directly at Yu Zun. His originally stiff pupils became much more flexible. In the Demon King's palm, there was a sharp sword, and the sword was tumbling around. A dark mist made the air around him boil and noisy.
The darkness is more like a vast sea, and everyone's faces are floating quietly in the black mist.
Time is flowing slowly, and with more melancholy in my heart, time will slow down a little. Therefore, the life of a person with many worries seems to be longer and more torturous than that of a heartless person!
There was a faint halo on Yu Zun's body. What was visible to the naked eye was that his body was gradually covered with bone-deep magic lines. The magic lines were quietly twisting on his skin. In the magic lines, The flowing broken light is golden!
Slowly, a piece of purple flame mysterious seal appeared on his forehead. The purple flame mysterious seal was rotating quietly between his eyebrows.
But at such a moment, a burst of Buddha's thoughts resounded in everyone's hearts, "I travel around mountains, rivers, and pagodas, not to cultivate the afterlife, but just to meet you on the way!"
His body was suffused with the light of Buddha nature, which made his temperament float away even more!
Then came his pupils. There was a purple-gold dark streak in his pupils. The dark streak was also rotating silently, and the aura on his body continued to soar. So what exactly will happen next?
Everything on the sky made the men and horses standing on the ground feel frightened, but it only lasted for a moment. The roaring drums on the battlefield began to vent their madness again!
The desire to kill makes the blood boil. In the post-autumn period, blood dominates most of the territory in the heart. The scene of rivers of blood is not only in front of the eyes, but also in the silent scorched earth deep in the heart...
The Demon King looked directly at Yu Zun, and the blood in his eyes gradually became crazy, ebbing and flowing like water. But at this time, when the big waves hit, Yu Zun, who was silent, his eyes were still so calm.
The power of the long sword in the Demon King's hand actually increased to the extreme in that brief moment, and the bloody blades were all over the sky!
They are floating in mid-air, like silent snowflakes!
The blade is wrapped in the cold and still air
, slowly, the dark blue deep space is interspersed with violence and kind thoughts.
That’s right! The heart will never die...
When a strong light passed, the sky was set on fire. In that short quarter of an hour, the clouds, moon, and night owls in the sky were all set on fire!
The violent desire to kill, like magma, melted the fear in the heart. The crowd on the ground rushed to kill without fear of death. They blew the charging horn over and over again, and died one by one in the sea of people. There is blood everywhere! The world is full of undead!
The Hunshimo is hidden in the black clouds. His sharp eyes are like a long sword that has just been sharpened by a craftsman. In his hand, he holds a dark sickle. The sword is not extraordinary iron, silent. The sickle seems to have a soul.
The cold wind became more and more violent. The Demon King may have discovered the existence of the Hunshimo Demon, but his eyes never moved away from Yu Zun.
On the sky, those old men in black robes remained silent. Maybe in their hearts, this demon king already had enough dominance! Therefore, their eyes are calmer and their hearts are at peace.
When the war started again, the opponent chosen by the Hunshimo was not the Demon King, but the old men in black robes. The blade was deeply embedded in the body of an old man, and the demonic flames wrapped in blood were instilled into the old man from the blade. In the chest, the demonic flames became more excited and more violent when they encountered the blood.
Until the organs in the old man's body were completely corroded. But in the eyes of the old man, the Hunshimo did not find any horror or fear. Instead, there was a joking smile that slowly took over the old man's deep and pale pupils!
When the ghost banner appeared again, the soul of the old man who was struck by the demon's sword also appeared on the ghost banner. This was more like the previous scene. On the ghost banner, an oppressive black mist rose, and then Then, the figures of the several old men standing around the ghost banner gradually became blurred.
At this moment, the Hunshi Demon gradually understood that these old men wrapped in black robes did not seem to be from the human world. This gave Hunshi Mo a terrifying thought in his heart.
Could it be that these old men are from the Youluo Realm?
If this is true, then the world will definitely change drastically in the future! This means that ghosts will once again run rampant in the world!
The shocking battle that took place thousands of years ago is still widely circulated in the world. Most people with great strength have a sense of awe in their hearts. Because these people are people who have discovered the mortal world, their consciousness is often involved with heaven, but occasionally those who do not abide by the rules will deliberately provoke wars, mostly because they want to win the war. I want to get some benefits out of it, but I don’t know that the cold world is more like an extinct volcano that will erupt at any time! By then, the world will be in ruins and there will be no chance of regret!
In the darkness, another demon king appeared. Those old men in black robes had long since disappeared. On the ground, killings began. Those disciples from Mo Yumen turned the tide of the battle. Many of the soldiers of Mo En City were killed. It was the disciple of Mo Yumen who died!
At this time, Qin Mo frowned. He finally moved. When the bloody sword was pointed at his fellow disciple, he didn't know how he felt in his heart!
However, he had warned them before.
Anyone who stops me will die!
When the aura around Qin Mo slowly unfolded, the energy in his body was like a meat grinding machine. As soon as the enemy came into contact, the flesh and blood evaporated in an instant.
However, this is not the point. What is even more cruel is that the souls of those soldiers whose lives were slaughtered will also be chewed to pieces by that force!
Therefore, the disciples of Mo Yumen will not deliberately provoke this fierce god until the last moment!
Swords flew across the sky, and the woman holding the bloody blade no longer cared about the fight on the sky. The woman jumped into the sea of people. As she fought in and out, the sea of people was like a rising tide. People fall, and countless people come. When they fall, a wave of tide hits the sea level. When they come, the tide rises again! So, wave after wave!
A cold long knife stood in front of the woman. The person who came was a girl with nimble movements. The girl had a soft appearance, and she was an extraordinary person at first glance!
The delicate laughter, more like a life-threatening weapon, spread to many soldiers and generals.
When she hears this, the soldiers will explode and die, but this delicate girl is neither an enemy nor a comrade. The soldiers rolling on the ground holding their heads are not only the soldiers in Moen City, but also enemies. The power!
"You did it for it!" At this time, the woman pointed to the bronze ancient book in the air with a smile.
The girl was honest, so she nodded with a smile: "Exactly!"
"You are fighting a trapped beast!" The woman's voice was extremely clear, and the look on her face was relaxed and happy. This was much more relaxed than the tense expression on her face before.
"But you have to fight once, right?" The girl chuckled.
"You don't believe the rumors?" the woman frowned.
The girl smiled and said: "It is rumored that this ancient book is looking for the last successor. If the successor dies in a different place, the ancient book will also be broken here!"
"Since you know it, why..." Her heart froze, and an answer slowly emerged in the woman's mind.
Could it be...
The girl smiled, winked slightly at the woman and said, "That's right! I just want to take a look!"
The woman sighed: "If you don't have a chance to read this ancient book, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to read it!"
"Hahaha, you don't need to worry about this!" The girl's wild laughter made her seem like another person!
"Okay! If you can break through this barrier of mine, I will make way for you!" the woman shouted.
But at this time, the girl rushed into the enemy's army and said with a smile: "I don't want to be an enemy of that boy! Unless, I really want to die! Remember! I just want to take a look at that ancient book!"
Then, he rushed into the battlefield again, and that clever laughter echoed in the battlefield again...
I don't know when, an old man also appeared here. There was a smell of books on the old man's body. No wonder, after staying in the Library Pavilion for thousands of years, even an ordinary person will definitely have the scent of books on his body!
When the old man appeared here, no one knew him. He seemed to be a member of this vast sea of people. The aura on his body was light and indifferent.
He looked at the sky with a smile, a wisp of white frost hung between his eyebrows, and his long beard and hair were fluttering in the wind. He seemed to be an immortal who had fallen into the mortal world, and the aura on his body was flowing with an ancient charm.
And Wentian, the leader of Mo Yumen, has already entered this realm, and Wentian and the old man are not far away from each other. But neither of them wants to reveal the other's identity.
Outside the city of Mo'en, there are wild horses on the ice front, the crowds are like the sea, and the roar is like thunder!
Or maybe they have already taken life and death lightly, so when they rush over, they look fearless!
Since the beginning of this war, it seems that there is no intention to return alive. These are a group of soldiers who are determined to live and die. This is also sad...a group of soldiers... .
There is no trace of fear in the eyes of the people in the city. When they put on their war robes, they will become soldiers and horses fighting on the front line!
Mo'en City is not a simple city. According to ancient legends, this Mo'en City was a city built to suppress the evil spirits in the various realms!
Therefore, Moen City should be a city with divinity!
The war drums beat again, and a new wave of attacks begins again!
kill!
kill!
kill!
Deep down, there is no fear of life and death. Most people standing in this situation have a long-cherished wish in their hearts. As long as they can leave a mark in the history of history, it is enough!
No wonder, for thousands of years, this world has been mostly quiet and peaceful.
But one day, the freezing cold midnight suddenly fell.
That thunderstorm that filled the sky seemed to slowly awaken the warlike genes of this ferocious nation!
The rain was spectacular, and it was also this night that the secrets of Moen City were revealed.
Outside the city of Mo'en, among the green grass, in the long rainy night, low tombs slowly emerged. It seems that due to the watering of the rain, those tombs are also slowly growing. .
At midnight, in the dark wilderness, among the green wormwood, there were silvery glimmers.
The ground was shaking, and then the noise became obviously stronger.
When a blue thunderbolt exploded on the sky, the strange sound on the ground was covered up by the thunder.
boom!
This loud noise was insignificant in my ears, and then there was another loud bang!
The earth cracked... it cracked...
When a stream of demon souls emerged from the small tombs, there were transparent demon souls everywhere in the vast field!
The heroic spirit of their lives was slowly awakened by the rustling rainy night, and the tragic war songs once again flowed in each other's ears. .
I would rather die standing than live on my knees!
They broke away from the earth, and they slowly merged into the darkness. When they were gliding silently on the dark sky, the people in the city were still sleeping.
Therefore, when their souls fell quietly, their ears were empty and pale!
They slowly sneaked into the dreams of the people in the city. In those bright and splendid times, they were also so happy and joyful!
Their souls are grafted deep into the souls of this group of people. Quietly, the common people walking on the streets also have a bit more potential power in their hearts, which is the result of thousands of years of cultivation!
That night, no one knew what happened! Just when I walked out of the city, I saw that the vast wilderness was full of sunken pits.
They also interpreted this scene as an ancient wonder. However, later there were rumors that this Moen City was a city built to suppress evil spirits!
It's someone who has the intention to do it, but they don't know that his heart is vicious!
After thousands of years, time is still flowing slowly. Now, in the first battle, the soldiers and generals in Morn City have left an indelible mark on the enemy. They are really a bunch of lunatics!
