After glancing at the gilded scales in the stone box, Feng Mo Yu's eyes were sure to shine. \ No matter what the devil is saying when he comes this time, he will thoroughly investigate the disappearance of the thirteen elders in the Guixu world.
Since the palace masters and elders in the Demon Palace did not believe it, he went to look for convincing evidence.
As long as he has the evidence in hand, even if the devil comes in the future, he still doesn't believe that he can still suppress him unscrupulously.
This gilt scale comes from a king of the Godly Clan.
He has been stationed in the Annihilation Realm for more than two thousand years.
It is far away from spies and ghosts and close to the Gui Xu World.
The human and demon tribes have entered the Gui Xu World several times to encircle and suppress the Tao family, and he has participated in all of them.
It's a pity that if it weren't for Guixu, the Yongzhao family would have been wiped out countless times.
The gilded scales were a token, the token he had agreed upon with the king of the God-Heaven Clan.
This was no longer the beginning of ancient times.
The Human-Demon Clan wanted to seek independence and had already begun to secretly ease its relations with all the Celestial Clan.
In addition, in order to attack the human race, various tribes naturally seized the opportunity.
It can be said that they were interested in each other and they hit it off immediately.
Putting the stone box away, Feng Mo Yu disappeared into the Demon Palace and headed towards the Gui Xu World.
There are many races in the heavens that have established huge and heavy forces in the world of Guixu.
Not only the warriors from various races have defected, but also the warriors from various races have been ordered to sneak in.
It can be said that the forces here are very complicated.
The scale in his hand comes from a king who defected from the Shentian Clan.
This king is very powerful in several Guixu regions near the Shenmu region.
There are even rumors that he is involved with the Guixu bandits.
He was going to personally investigate what happened to the Thirteenth Elder who disappeared in the ruins.
The human race is in the eastern wilderness, and there are monsters and ghosts.
The sky and the earth are dark here.
No matter the high sun or the bright sun, moon and stars, they can't illuminate this hazy ghost world.
Even if the sun is at its peak at noon, there are still demons in this sky.
The qi transformed into a witch and danced.
Above the ghostly ocean, islands are dotted, a clear tinkling sound rings out, and a small boat moves forward through the undulating waves in the distance.
On the bow is a weak animal lantern, and a small bell hangs under the copper lantern.
The blue flame in the lamp was only the size of a little finger, and it could only illuminate an area about ten feet in radius.
There were two figures on the boat.
One was surrounded by demonic energy and had a ferocious expression.
However, his expression was solemn and he tried his best to suppress his aura, not even daring to take a big breath.
Behind this figure is a thin and shriveled figure.
Through the hazy beast fire, you can vaguely see it.
It is an old and shapeless old man.
His white hair is very sparse, and his face is like a knife. of ravines intertwined.
The old man was wearing a straw coat and straw sandals.
The thick straw coat could not hide the old and decaying aura, but under this decaying vicissitudes, it could not hide the pair of eyes that looked like the bright stars in the sky.
You can see through the rules of heaven, earth, sun and moon.
The boat moved forward steadily in the waves, neither too fast nor too slow.
The copper bell swaying on the bow made a pleasant sound.
Anyone who saw or heard the figure would stay away from the boat and did not dare to approach the boat.
In the depths of the vast ocean, an island like a behemoth of heaven and earth crawls on the water.
From a distance, its outline looks like an ancient evil beast, surrounded by black mist.
The old man on the boat narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the black fog-shrouded island, and shook his head.
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Soon, the boat docked at this huge island, but the next moment the boat's bow crossed the sky, and it was still gliding quickly close to the land, moving along with the ups and downs of the mountains.
Deep in the island is a majestic mountain range.
Deep in the mountain range, on a black stone platform, is a middle-aged figure wearing black armor and curly black hair, like a black dragon dancing wildly.
This figure is hidden in the thick fog.
You can't see clearly, but you can feel a vague ferocity.
Just standing there is like an ancient mountain, suppressing the world and making people feel a kind of spiritual world.
Signs of collapse.
The boat rowed across the mountains, entered the depths of the mountains, and stopped at the edge of the stone platform.
The man-demon king driving the boat spoke respectfully.
"See the second hall master, Master Kumu has been invited."
The Human Demon King bowed his waist and looked at the figure with his back to the mountains.
There was a hint of fanaticism and reverence in the depths of his pupils, because this was an emperor, a powerful man who had transcended the seven levels of kings, completely broken through reincarnation, and controlled his destiny. .
A living emperor, the most powerful person in the Supreme Demon Palace of the Human Demon Tribe, second only to the Demon Lord and the First Deputy Palace Master.
All races in the heavens have strengths and weaknesses.
The current power of the human and demon tribes is enough to rank among the top 100 in the heavens.
Each emperor is enough to hold up the backbone of a race, overlooking the destiny, talking and laughing about the existence of all living beings.
"Master Kumu condescended to come, and the humans and demons will definitely remember it."
Demon Emperor Luojia turned around, his body still shrouded in the demonic mist, and his words smelled of tragic iron blood.
Seeing the Demon Emperor turn around, the Demon King who led the way respectfully stepped back.
He knew that what happened next was not something that a Demon King like him could covet.
As for why the Demon Emperor was so polite to the old man behind him who seemed to be dying, there was naturally a reason.
The aura on the old man's body was just that he had just crossed the king's realm, and even under the aura of decay, he might not even have the fighting power of a king.
However, the old man is the most mysterious group of people in the world, the priests.
Their combat power may not be strong, but the methods they possess make kings and emperors afraid.
They control the road of destiny and can covet the destiny of all souls.
Therefore, even the great emperor will have a kind of respect when facing the priest.
"I'm afraid Lord Luojia is not far away from the Emperor."
The frail old man did not have the slightest awe in the eyes of the Demon Emperor in front of him.
Just like facing an ordinary warrior, he staggered off the boat and slowly walked to the stone platform.
"Then I'll leave it to the master for good advice."
Demon Emperor Luojia laughed, but did not care.
Even if the priest was mysterious, he did not believe that he could see through his current situation at a glance.
It is true that the emperor is an emperor, but the emperor is not the emperor.
The same realm, the same level of life, but there is a huge difference between the two.
The emperor can stand up to the emperor, but the emperor is just an ant in front of the emperor, the difference between a bright moon and a candlelight.
Not everyone is qualified to be revered as an emperor.
"I don't know why Master Luojia brought me here so far away."
"Of course, Master Kumu needs to take action to deduce a person's fate."
The terrifying thing about priests is that they can not only glimpse their destiny, but also help people change their destiny against the will of heaven.
Of course, this kind of destiny change is not always beneficial.
There was once a destiny king who angered a priest, and the fate of this destiny king was that the sacrificer broke the river of destiny.
His destiny changed from the very beginning, and he was knocked down to the earth and left in the dirt.
"good."
Master Kumu did not refuse, and nodded in agreement.
Since he was here, he was naturally ready to take action.
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Of course, this time he took action, the human and demon tribe paid a huge price.
"Human Hao Bo, Qingyang Huan, I want his past and present lives."
Master Kumu's eyes changed, and two illusory worlds appeared in his pupils in a trance, and then the two illusory worlds merged into one.
The sound of rushing water came from the source of the world, and a big river rushed in, running through time and space.
The long river of destiny.
The long river of illusion flows out of Master Kumu's eyes, converges into a long river, and flows into nothingness.
In the haze, a vast world emerged from the illusory river of destiny.
Thousands of creatures were floating in the river, intertwined and connected.
These intertwined illusory threads weave into a large invisible net, netting thousands of creatures throughout the mountains and seas, and finally interweave and gather together with the river of destiny.
However, among the thousands of thin threads, fate evolved in Master Kumu's hands, twisted into a silk thread, and thrown into fate.
At this moment, the old man, who had a rotten atmosphere flowing all over his body, completely changed.
His sparse white hair danced wildly, covering his ravine-like face, and his whole body was full of momentum like a rainbow, driving the flow of fate.
Demon Emperor Luojia stood aside, waiting quietly, the black mist surrounding his body growing ferocious like maggots on the tarsal bones.
If the priest takes action, even the emperor can peek, let alone a king.
Buzz In the flowing river of destiny, in the unfolding world, a huge wave suddenly set off.
Master Kumu's eyes showed a wave of fluctuation.
He saw that in the long river of destiny, a figure emerged at the end of the line of destiny that was pulled by him. .
This figure was hazy and illusive.
It seemed to be wearing a purple robe, with its back facing him.
Its shoulders were as broad as the backbone of heaven and earth, as if it was suppressing heaven and earth.
How could it be Then, the depths of his pupils shook violently.
How could this happen?
wrong The stalwart figure did not turn around at all, only a wisp of purple flame on the pulled silk thread began to burn, just like a candle.
The pupils shrank suddenly.
Master Kumu wanted to cut off the connection with the river of destiny, but he found that he could no longer control his destiny.
He could only watch the purple flames burning towards him from the river of destiny, and even At this moment, he couldn't even speak.
Seeing the dramatic change in Master Deadwood's expression, which even turned into panic, Demon Emperor Luojia was just about to take action when he saw a wisp of purple fire materialize from the river of destiny, igniting Deadwood.
As he breathed, the dead wood was burned by the purple fire and turned into a wisp of green smoke.
The falling ashes were blown by the wind and scattered among the mountains and forests.
Seeing this scene in front of him, Demon Emperor Luojia's pupils shrank violently.
He became an emperor.
There were few powers in the world that could awe him.
However, At this moment, he, a strong man who condensed the life stars, actually felt chilled.
The dead wood was turned into ashes by fate.
He saw what he shouldn't see and touched the existence he shouldn't covet.
The distant world of Guixu Haoyuan.
"hiss"
"What's wrong with Ah Huan?"
Seeing the good-looking Qingyang Huan's sudden expression, the holy-faced goddess was startled, her aura erupted, and she suddenly showed confusion.
"It's nothing.
It may be that I have practiced too much these days and my aura has not been suppressed."
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