Buzz A spear shone with a faint light of blood.
The tip of the spear pierced Shen Luoxia's chest and came out from behind.
Drops of crystal golden divine blood on the tip of the spear shone with light, ticking toward the Falling down below.
Every drop of golden divine blood reflects a magnificent divine realm.
From the small drops of blood, a small world shimmering with dense shadows of gods slowly opened up.
The whirling world was as small as a meson, but inside it was derived from thousands of lives and years of ups and downs, and a blurred picture scroll was unfolded.
A small life is born deep in the world.
Saint continent.
In the majestic Hundred Gods Mountain Range, the mountains are undulating, and every divine peak is majestic and majestic.
Like a heavenly sword piercing the sky, it is shrouded in thick divine mist all year round.
In the inaccessible depths of the Thousand Divine Mountains, a swaying sacred grass is only a few feet high.
It takes root in the valley, absorbs the essence of heaven and earth, and blends with the divine energy that permeates the surroundings.
The heaven and earth filled with divine power are filled with lush vegetation and elixirs, and this divine grass stands proudly among the thousands of fragrances, like an aloof king, overlooking the surrounding vegetation.
One day, the thunder of the heavenly general and the purple lightning silver dragon shone through the hundreds of millions of miles of the Hundred Gods Mountains.
The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder was about to break through the Nine Netherworld, and finally landed on this lonely sacred grass.
When the divine thunder fell, the divine grass not only did not annihilate into nothingness, but was baptized in the thunder and regained a new life, giving birth to an illusory figure.
Then the divine shadow conceived in the sacred grass turned into a stream of light and penetrated the sky, fell into an ancient city in the east of the Holy Continent, and submerged into the body of a woman in the city.
A few years later, the divine light suddenly burst out loudly, and the divine flower bloomed for hundreds of thousands of miles, and the scorching light shot into the sky, covering the ancient city.
Nine-colored divine clouds fell from the sky and the earth, like a canopy rising into the sky, causing thousands of saints and earth to sing in unison.
That day, the two sacred races were shaken, and the old guys who had not been born for a long time were awakened.
Later, all the people of the two sacred tribes received the news that their son of God appeared, named Luoxia, named after God.
A drop of divine blood evolves a world.
Shen Luoxia's whole life has been melted in this world of divine blood, from the very beginning to the very front.
"Um."
At this moment, the rolling divine blood overflowed from Shen Luoxia's mouth.
He withdrew his eyes and fell on Qingyang Huan.
"I just want to die."
The blood-stained body, the cracked shoulders, and the battle body with blood and bones adhering to each other exuded a cold and cold aura.
Even on the verge of death, Shen Luoxia still held out her chest and stood proudly.
"I am not willing to give in.
If there is an afterlife, I will definitely make every effort."
Buzz A ray of divine light soared into the sky from his heavenly spirit.
The divine light was scorching, manifesting a magnificent starry sky world, with an ancient star hanging high in the center of thousands of stars.
Surrounding the stars is an illusory and broad river, meandering nine times.
The rolling river water stirs up turbulent waves, constantly beating the illusory stars.
Only at this moment, the stars are shining with divine light, dazzling.
The stars lingered on the long river of illusion, and large cracks appeared on the surface that penetrated the core of the stars.
They were teetering in the long river of fate, like an old man who was about to extinguish the fire of life.
buzz buzz For a moment, the silent divine mist in the surrounding void rioted.
The heaven and earth roared, thunder exploded, and purple lightning and silver dragons continued to penetrate the air.
An illusory divine realm emerged around Shen Luoxia, surrounded by the sun and stars, boundless and vast, with countless temples and palaces floating in it.
In this world of gods, a figure standing tall and tall appeared, looking exactly like Shen Luoxia herself.
He looked down at the world, time and space, with a hint of reluctance in his dark golden pupils.
Woo woo woo In a daze, a slight whimpering sound appeared in the void of heaven and earth.
Starting from the divine realm suspended behind Shen Luoxia, a ray of golden flame appeared out of thin air and began to ignite the entire illusory world.
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The spark of fire ignited the whole world in an instant, wrapping Shen Luoxia herself in it, turning into a huge torch, burning blazingly. click Burning in the fierce fire, the fate star suspended above Shen Luoxia's head was torn into pieces and shattered into pieces in the long river of fate.
At this moment, the body of Shen Luoxia in the divine flame has begun to slowly dissolve, and an illusory sacred grass stands in the sky and the earth.
Several blades of grass are slowly swaying, then wither and wither, and finally collapse into a shower of stars. .
The life star shattered, the battle body burned into ashes, and Shen Luoxia completely disappeared between heaven and earth, leaving no trace.
Clang Qingyanghuan was stunned and retracted his royal spear.
Shen Luoxia still had the strength to fight.
If he hadn't been seeking death, he might have been in more trouble.
However, this plan was a huge blow to this extremely conceited son of God.
He would rather die like this than bear the punishment.
Returning to the Holy Clan meant that he had done something wrong.
He was so proud that he did not allow himself to admit his mistake.
He was just unlucky and his path was not wrong.
Looking at the dissolving light and rain all over the sky, Qingyang Huan felt a little lost for some reason.
He didn't have many interactions with Shen Luoxia.
Counting the time at the Qi Luck Battle Platform outside the mountains and seas, the two of them only really met twice.
However, as different races, this kind of opposition is natural.
This time, Shen Luoxia cannot be blamed for his lack of strength, but his bad luck.
There is a reincarnated half-sage hiding behind his back.
He is too weak.
But even if they are enemies, they still cherish each other.
For example, at this moment, Youchaoxuan looked at the illusory figure burning up, feeling a little disappointed.
The fall of Shen Luoxia was naturally a dream for the human race.
Now he is a reincarnated war king, and in the future he will be a great emperor, emperor, or even a semi-saint.
Such a strong man must be killed at the very beginning.
Hiss hiss The only remaining alien kings collapsed and scattered in all directions, each with an ugly face, as if they were dead parents.
They were a monument to the bright camp of Shenluoxia and many young people in the heavens took them as examples.
However, the role model fell like this.
The powerful generation of the Son of God came to an end sadly.
What do they do.
"I don't believe it, I don't believe it."
Near a crack in the western land, a king of the holy race saw such a scene.
He murmured in his mouth and his expression became dazed.
In addition to the previous serious injury, the king could not help but vomit blood.
No matter how blood soaked the shirt on his chest again, he seemed to be going crazy, his pupils blurred, and he kept mumbling at the corners of his mouth.
Shen Luoxia's status in the bright camp of the heavens was far beyond his expectation.
The ugly looks of many remaining kings around him made Qingyang Huan understand that Shen Luoxia It's good to fall Even if he had to do it all over again, he would kill it.
The interests of the clan outweighed everything else.
Deep in a rolling mountain range on the edge of the divine domain, due to the sudden impact of the Samsara Semi-Saint, a brief change occurred in the Taichu divine domain.
The mountains and rivers collapsed and the earth cracked.
Under the cracks in the earth deep in the mountains and rivers, a wisp of demonic energy is looming, but this wisp of demonic energy is too weak, like blue smoke, as if it will completely dissolve into the world in the next moment.
In the wisp of demonic energy as light as blue smoke, a ferocious demonic figure emerged.
He was suspended in mid-air quietly without moving, his eyes staring at the rain of golden blood dripping from the sky.
"It's good to be a devil, it's good to be a devil, do whatever you want, and you will always be plotted in the end."
After a long time, faint fluctuations were transmitted from the illusory demon shadow, and Mo Yuan watched blankly as Shen Luoxia disappeared, then turned into demon smoke and headed towards the depths of the cracks in the earth.
It's not the time for him to leave yet.
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He only has a trace of life left, and he has to wait for the battle here to end before thinking of a way to leave.
When you return to the outside world, you can use this thread of fate to resurrect the corpse and regain a new life.
The disintegration of the demon is the supreme secret method of the demon clan.
You must give up all your strength to avoid death.
This secret method is not the first time he has used it.
To be precise, this time in order to avoid the killing of the human race Hao Bo, this is the third time he has used the method to disintegrate the demon.
He was used to giving up his fortune and getting the chance of immortality.
After all, fate was good and he had to have his life.
Like Shen Luoxia, who loses all hope of life after one failure.
He will not be so stupid.
As long as there is a glimmer of hope, he will catch it, even if he waits for tens of millions of years, he will not care.
In the void, Qingyang Huan looked toward the west of the divine realm, with a trace of doubt in his eyes.
He seemed to detect a trace of demonic energy, but it disappeared without a trace in an instant.
"It's really a cockroach that can't be killed."
Although this wisp of demonic energy was extremely weak and vague, he had an intuition that it was the guy who self-destructed.
Unfortunately, he couldn't find it no matter how hard he looked.
This guy doesn't want to learn from Shen Luoxia's demeanor.
If I can't bear the grievance, I will kill myself.
You and I are good to each other, and everyone is good to me.
That's great.
It's a pity that Shen Luoxia is Shen Luoxia after all.
In this era, there is only one such person in the world, and the same is true for Demon Yuan.
Rumble
At this moment, in the distant void, a star exploded, forming a dazzling aperture.
A hundred times, completely exploded.
Another reincarnation war king fell and his body was blown apart.
"Cough cough cough" From the depths of the wild air waves, two figures staggered out and flew out.
A green lotus was washed away by the violent starlight.
The green lotus swayed and exploded violently.
The lotus shadows completely melted, revealing the broken sword of the Taoist robe.
Fairy.
At this moment, the Qinglian Sword Immortal no longer had that misty fairy dust, and was covered in blood.
There were big holes in the Taoist robe, and the bones were deeply visible, with little starlight splashing out.
In comparison, the injuries on Emperor Jiuyou's body were even more serious.
Xing Wuji's madness before his death erupted with unimaginable power, almost piercing through his body.
The battle body soaked in the underworld, a large area The flesh and blood was peeled off, the blood was stained, and the black bones were exposed.
"Ahem" He coughed up a lot of blood, and the blood on his chest poured out like a rainbow.
However, Emperor Jiuyou's eyes were shining with dazzling light, and he turned a blind eye to his injuries.
This time the human race became the final winner.
Worthy of joy.
"I'll lend you the parts on your body to help me."
At this moment, Qingyang Huan wanted to get closer, but the voice from the top of the sky fell down like a decree, imprinted in his spiritual world. click In the endless void above his head, a terrifying force penetrated time and space, opening a huge crack.
Chaos descended, like a river falling down, drowning him in it.
"kill" It was also at this moment that some kings from the heavens who were lying paralyzed in all directions rushed towards the position facing them, as if they had been injected with chicken blood.
They didn't know what was going on.
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Every one of them was covered in blood and flames, obviously trying to get the most powerful blow, and they had to fight tooth and nail.
"bastard" Seeing such a scene, Qingyang Huan couldn't help but curse.
Fortunately, he was wrapped in the chaotic airflow falling from above his head.
The crazy saint king from before rushed towards him, but was isolated from the chaotic airflow. .
Rumble The moment he approached him, the body of the king of the saints suddenly swelled several times and exploded.
This was at the expense of himself and also his death.
Apparently, two reincarnation war kings from the heavens died one after another, which made the remaining kings who were seriously injured become violent one by one.
They also understood that their backer had fallen, and they were hit hard again.
Naturally, they did not run away.
The fall of Shen Luoxia also stimulated them.
For example, the self-destructed king of the holy clan, the spiritual monument of the younger generation in the clan, fell, and his heart Also lost a spirit.
No matter what the idea is, there is no way out.
After all, the reincarnation war kings have fallen.
Looking at this situation, the human race will not let them go.
These kings from foreign races rushed towards Qingyang Huan and the four of them in unison.
They were all going to die anyway, so it would be better if they could support them before they died.
Qing Yanghuan watched helplessly as these people rushed towards Youchaoxuan and others, and he was absorbed by an unstoppable force and headed towards the chaotic world.
The saint king who rushed towards him and self-destructed, his blood and bones exploded, which only caused the chaotic air flow to tremble for a few times before becoming dull and dissipating between the heaven and the earth.
Chaos world.
This dim world has long been riddled with holes by invisible forces.
Terrifying forces that transcend the rules of heaven and earth are intertwined, and countless earth, water, wind and fire appear.
Continents and stars also exist in the world of chaos.
This is the first time Qingyang Huan has seen a continent in chaos.
Traces of the collapsed palace can still be seen on the broken continent.
Obviously, he does not know how many years ago, people once lived there.
An unknown existence.
"Old friend, why are you dragging a junior with you?
Do you want me to feel less lonely on the road?"
At the end of the chaotic world, Qingyang Huan saw a figure shimmering with divine light.
When his eyes fell on this figure, his eyes instantly lost their light and his soul fell into dizziness.
"Use your mind to sense."
At this moment, the fourth Tuo's voice sounded.
This figure was like a savior.
Qingyang Huan felt that his floating body touched the land.
Buzz Closing his eyes, the appearance of the chaotic world appeared in his inner world.
The reincarnated half-saint of the Star Clan was like an old man, wearing a star robe.
With a wave of his hand, the chaotic world collapsed and the stars shook down.
"Should I use this to defeat a Half-Saint?"
For a moment, Qing Yanghuan felt something was stuffed into his palm.
It was thick and a little rough, like a baby's arm.
On the head was a flat and slightly pointed bronze iron piece.
"If I'm not mistaken, this artifact is called a shovel." s didn’t update at night.
I coded a big chapter.
I’m going to my grandma’s house today.
It’s not the Cold Food Festival.
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I don’t know what the customs are in other places.
I have to go back to my hometown to worship my ancestors.
I don’t know how soon I’ll be back in the afternoon.
The author doesn’t know either.
Even if I come back early to update, I can’t tell what time I will come back sooner or later
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