Wang Zhongtong held a magic sword, the sword flashed, and the black sword light swept across the world, filled with murderous intent. He is a descendant of Heavenly Court, and he carries a deep hatred in his heart. He has endured humiliation and heavy burden for many years. Now facing these enemies, he shows no mercy, retaliating tooth for tooth, blood for blood, killing them all.
Darkness shrouds the entire world. The Dark Hall once killed all the gods in the world. At its most glorious time, he looked down at the world of balance between life and death with the power of the dark world, and ruled over the world of balance between life and death. They control nine dimensional mysterious realms, but now they are collapsing one by one.
When the Dark Hall was at its most powerful, it was comparable to the fourth-level forces in the Dark World. They held bloody divine swords and killed the saints in the world of balance between life and death. It was terrifying and bloody. However, as time goes by, they are no longer at their peak. Over the ages, the Dimension Mysterious World has destroyed batch after batch, but they still left behind some of the strongest foundations.
Wang Zhongtong looked at the dark hall in front of him with resentment, because he was once controlled by the darkness and became their subordinate to massacre his family in heaven. But the dark world retreated and he suppressed the darkness in his heart and now became their enemy. He waved the magic sword and struck out with one strike. The light of the sword instantly destroyed some of the mountain-protecting formations in the Dimension Xuanjie. He stepped into the hall of dark creatures and faced enemies who were once powerful but now fearful.
Wang Zhongtong stared at them coldly, with endless resentment and murderous intent in his heart.
At this moment, the foundation collapsed, and people from all directions slashed at the lifeblood of the Dark Hall with swords. The five masters, Gu Tianyi, Wuxian, Yan Tiankong, Wang Zhongtong, and Hao Xuanyuan, have reached the peak of the Infinite Realm. Now they control the Ancient Saint Mecha of Divine Origin and are invincible. One person can kill an entire party.
With a "poof", a dimensional mysterious world was destroyed, and an ancient god of dark creatures was cut off at the waist and fell from the sky. He died tragically on the spot, and his divine weapons also disintegrated.
"Ah..." A shrill scream went straight into the sky, and a small mysterious world was killed and blood flowed, it was too horrible to watch.
Especially the swallowing sky of the swallowing tribe. He holds the purple cauldron of the Yaochi goddess and has destroyed two dimensional mysterious realms alone. He was like a ferocious madman who was unparalleled in the world, surrounded by mysterious divine clouds, with purple energy rising, his skin crystal clear, and radiating hot divine light. His eyes were extremely deep and his pupils were purple, as if he could see everything.
With just a low roar, he can shatter a veteran dark ancient god. Then, he traveled between heaven and earth and launched another fierce attack. In the battle with a dark saint, he actually gained the upper hand and suppressed this powerful enemy who had once made great achievements among the Sky-Devouring Clan.
This result is shocking, because the dark saint has severely injured countless members of the Tiantian Clan. In the face of absolute strength, no false legend can resist it. With a wave of his hand, the flames of the sacred furnace rose into the sky, and the essence of the sun overflowed, burning everything in the world.
With a "chi" sound, the dark ancient saint was pierced through the chest by the monstrous flames, and blood flew like rain. Tun Tiankong did not relax his vigilance because of this. He smashed the enemy's head with one palm. His spiritual thoughts swept away and penetrated into the sea of consciousness, erasing all imprints.
Then, Tun Tiankong turned and left, leaving only shock and awe. His back looked even taller under the starry sky, like an invincible god of war, sweeping away all enemies that blocked his progress.
The three hundred divine ships were as powerful as rainbows, and their rumbles were like thunder. Li Qiu Shui, Wu Yin, Prince Kun and others had tears in their eyes. For the revenge of their loved ones, they went on a killing spree, with divine light spewing out and the runes of the avenue shrouded. Screams, begging for mercy, and the bones of death intertwined into a requiem.
This sleepless night, the night of blood and bones, and the shocking night are destined to be recorded in history, because this is the day when darkness is cleared from the world of balance between life and death.
Three hundred divine ships moved forward fearlessly, crushing all obstacles along the way and speeding toward the realm at the edge of the Underworld and the Northern Territory. Soon, three hundred divine ships approached the outside of the realm of gods, where countless people had already gathered, densely packed.
"Kill!"
The place was filled with shouts of killing. The killings were in full swing, and the bloodshed continued. The dark creatures in the realm of gods roared and resisted constantly. Even if the swords broke, the spears shattered, or even themselves collapsed, they could not change the outcome.
The monks on the heaven side were covered in blood, their eyes were so red that they looked like they were about to spit out fire, and they were killing extremely fiercely. Li Qiushui and others stood on the top of the divine ship, looking at the realm of gods below, with sadness in their eyes.
"Here is...Father, he...he..."
The boy stretched out his fingers tremblingly and pointed down. He recognized this place. It was the Bone Hall of the Dark Hall, and there was his father's head in it.
Next to him, the man nodded, eyes wide open, looking at the ancient gods in the dark hall, murderous intent rising into the sky.
The dark creatures have no escape from this purge.
The war was raging, and the stars were dyed blood red. From the depths of the underworld to the northern wastelands, to the world of gods, everything in the dark dimension was involved in this war.
"Ancestors, please rest in peace. Today, we will destroy the temple of darkness, welcome back your skulls, and give you eternal peace."
Not only the people from the Heavenly Court, but also the Ye Family, the Sky-Swallowing Clan, the Demon Temple, the Holy Land of Chaos, the Five Divine Seal Thrones of the Holy Light Star, the Twelve Ancient Gods of the Lonely Star, the Ancient God Mountain, etc. also received the news, and they came to participate. This particular battle.
In the realm of gods, blood dyed the entire land red, as if red rivers were flowing. Dark mist filled the entire space, like a thick black mist. This is a forbidden area and no living beings are allowed to desecrate it. The dark palace sits here, like a huge black shadow, governing many dimensional and mysterious realms.
At this time, broken limbs were flying on the battlefield, corpses fell one after another, and wailing sounds came one after another. The killing is ongoing, and the bones of the seventh generation ancestor are enshrined in the family cemetery, awaiting their return. The monks from various religions were attacking crazily, and everyone's face was stained with blood. The grievances they had accumulated over the years had reached the extreme.
In the realm of gods, the blood of life has formed a river, and this land is sealed, and no dark creature can escape. There is only one way here, and that is to be killed. .
These people had to come, and the bones of their ancestors were displayed in the oldest bone hall in the world of gods. The news came, which was equivalent to forcing them to join the war. On the Bone Palace are all the ancient saints who fought in the dark world during the Shenyu years.
The realm of gods is filled with black mist. This is a forbidden area and cannot be violated. The Dark Palace sits here and governs many dimensional and mysterious realms.
At this moment, the blood here is flowing, the residual limbs are flying, and the corpses fall one after another, wailing all over the field.
"Kill! The seventh generation ancestor, please wait! We will welcome you back and bury you in the family cemetery!"
"Kill! Revenge for our ancestors, kill these shady and dirty creatures, wash away the shame, and welcome back the bones of our ancestors!"
"Kill! Kill them all, leave no one behind!"
"We will devote our lives to the darkness and fight it until death, in order to comfort our ancestors!"
"We will dedicate our lives to fighting the darkness to comfort our ancestors!" Finally, a leading monk solemnly declared, his words full of firmness and determination.
The monks of various religions have fallen into madness and are attacking. There was blood on everyone's face. Over the years, their resentment had accumulated to the extreme.
Their voices echoed in the air, full of determination and grief. Every word seemed to be an oath that they would shed their lives and blood in this war in order to restore the dignity of their ancestors and to make the dark creatures pay their due price.
They are not afraid of death because they know that if they don't stand up today, they may not have a chance tomorrow. They are fighting for the future, for their own beliefs, and for the honor of their family.
The sound of killing shook the sky, and the dark hall was trembling. How could it resist such an army on the verge of collapse? The world of gods trembled. Thousands of armies and horses were galloping across the sky, like hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals rushing to kill and descend into the underworld.
Whether it was out of inner passion or helplessness due to face, the ancient tribes of the world of balance of life and death all sent their troops. This was a fighting force that could not be ignored. Some of them brought holy weapons and waved them in the dark night, creating a massacre.
"boom!"
This place is boiling, the formation is shattered, and countless
A dark saint fell instantly, turned into blood mist, and was exploded by a single blow, leaving no trace, only his bones falling into the abyss.
This is a catastrophic massacre!
"puff!"
The forehead of a dark goddess was penetrated, her delicate body trembled suddenly, and bright red blood dripped from the corner of her mouth.
"Vulnerable!"
A cold snort came, and a snow-white arm crossed the sky and pinched her neck. She struggled, but to no avail. All the bones in her body made crackling sounds, as if they were about to break.
This was a massacre without mercy. The strong men of the Dark Hall were bleeding in the sky and were brutally killed.
In the realm of gods, the light is like the sea, vast and boundless, shining on the endless starry sky. In the battle in this universe, the vast void was turbulent, and countless stars seemed to be mourning.
"Kill——!"
This deafening cry of killing was like a strong wind sweeping across the world, making all living beings in the realm of gods tremble. The cruelty and bloodshed of the war made this dark place become precarious.
"Damn! Has the Lord of the Dark Hall been contacted?"
The saints in the Dark Hall were extremely angry, and several ancestors were not here at this time. The world of gods seemed to be trembling at this moment, waiting for the judgment of fate.
There was a soft sound of "咻", like an arrow piercing the sky, and blood shot up into the sky. A black-gold halberd swept across the sky like a meteor, instantly piercing through the two fallen saints. This thunderous strike was so powerful that it seemed to crack the void.
At this moment when the fierce battle was raging, a cold murderous intention suddenly flashed across the angry face of the Saint in the Dark Hall. He glanced at the two fallen saints who were penetrated by the black-gold halberd, his eyes full of determination and coldness.
"You traitors will never achieve anything great!"
The Saint in the Dark Hall shouted loudly, and a powerful force surged from his body. Under this pressure, the surrounding stars seemed to dim instantly. He waved his hand suddenly, and a huge force knocked the two fallen saints away instantly.
At the same time, the saint from the Dark Hall summoned a huge black spear from the void, the tip of the spear flashing with cold light. He gripped the spear tightly and disappeared instantly, leaving only a shadow flashing in the air.
With a "Puff" sound, the black spear pierced the body of an enemy leader in the distance. The enemy leader suddenly screamed, his body was pierced by a spear, and his life force poured out of the wound like running water.
At this moment, the saint in the Dark Hall seemed to have turned into a ruthless killing machine, fighting against the heroes by himself. His figure was erratic on the battlefield, like a strong wind, sweeping away all enemies who blocked his progress.
The battle continued, and the saints of the Dark Hall were able to navigate the battlefield with ease. His eyes were as sharp as a knife, and every move was accompanied by a cold light of death. His enemies fell in front of him one by one, but he seemed to become more and more courageous as he fought, with murderous intent pouring out.
At this moment, a knight in silver armor came flying from the other side of the battlefield. He was holding a huge cutting sword, and the sword was flashing with cold light. His target is directly at the saint in the Dark Hall.
The knight in shining armor galloped across the battlefield, leaving a trail of afterimages behind. His sword slashed towards the saint in the dark hall, and the sword energy tore through the void, as if it was going to cut the world in half.
The Saint in the Dark Hall caught a glimpse of this sword, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes. He swung his spear suddenly, and a burst of black energy blasted towards the sword. The two giant forces collided in the air, erupting into an astonishing energy storm.
In this storm, the figures of the saints and knights in shining armor of the Dark Hall were blurred. Every move they made was filled with decisive killing intent, and the collision of sword energy and black energy shook the entire battlefield.
This is a fateful showdown. In the intertwining of blood and fire, the saint of the Dark Hall and the knight in shining armor, their fates will also be intertwined, and together they will compose a tragic war song.
This is the knight commander of the Ye family. His ancestors once followed the Emperor of Heaven to fight in the dark abyss, so he is very hostile to dark creatures and weirdness.
"The light of the sword stretches across thousands of miles, and the sword cuts down the saint and shakes the sky. I, Ye Ye, come to wash away the shame of the ancestors for the glory of my ancestors." He shouted, riding on
On the back of the black unicorn, he used all his strength to slash at the dark saint with a sword. The sword energy was like a dragon, and it was powerful in all directions.
Ye Ye, the commander of the Ye family's knights, is wearing silver armor, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, like stars in the sky. His aura is like a rainbow, and a majestic and firm force seems to be able to cut through the dark abyss. His ancestors once followed the Emperor of Heaven to conquer the Dark Abyss. This was a glorious past, and it also became an obsession in his heart that he could not let go of.
Dark creatures and weirdness, such existence seems to be an insult to their Ye family, bringing shame to his ancestors. In his eyes, darkness is a symbol of evil, and weirdness is an existence that goes against common sense. He cannot tolerate both.
"The light of the sword spans thousands of miles, and the sword cuts the saint and shakes the sky." This is his oath and his determination. He used this powerful swordsmanship to express his deep hatred of darkness and his persistent pursuit of the honor of his ancestors. He wants to use this sword to wash away all the shame and cut off all the darkness and weirdness.
The black unicorn roared, and in conjunction with his movements, it was like a dragon and a tiger united, with infinite power. He clenched the long sword in his hand, and the sword's light flickered, as if it could illuminate the darkness. At this moment, he and the sword became one, and the sword danced in his hand, like a meteor piercing the dark night sky.
Facing the Dark Saint, he showed no fear. With this sword, he used all his strength and determination. The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and the momentum is like a rainbow. The pressure of the dark saint seemed to be nothing in front of him.
He used this sword to declare war on the darkness and challenge the future. He firmly believed that as long as he, Ye Ye, was around, darkness would never be able to invade this world.
Tan Ling walked alone in the cold void and destroyed five dimensional worlds. Every step was filled with indescribable glory and tragedy. His eyes were full of firmness and determination, as if he had surpassed the limits of ordinary people and became a true god.
At this time, he looked at Ye Ye in the distance, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, outlining an unpredictable smile. His voice was deep and powerful, as if it contained an irresistible charm.
"The Ye family is really amazing. Such talents should belong to my army."
In the future, it will definitely be a major obstacle to the battle against the Dark Abyss. If the Ye family joins the Heavenly Court, the Interstellar Legion will be able to sweep across the vast world of Yingtian. Soon, they may be able to destroy that bastard of Yingtian. Chasing and killing me is destined to pay a heavy price. The price of bleeding, Tan Ling thought secretly.
