Deep in the rift valley, on the cliff, lies a luxurious cave.
A man from the Wing Tribe sat lazily on a soft couch, surrounded by four charming young Wing Tribe women.
Food and wine are brought to your mouth one after another, and two pairs of small hands are gently massaging them, creating a subtle fragrance.
There were strings playing in the cave, and more than ten dancers with tall figures and slender legs danced gracefully.
The dancers are not only beautiful, but the wings behind them are as white as snow, emitting a soft light and full of sanctity.
She is a beautiful woman from the Brightwing clan, but for some reason she ended up in the Dark Court.
In the melodious music, the dancers' skirts fluttered, their slender jade legs jumped and bounced, and their soft leg lines were full of elasticity.
There was a layer of water waves on the ground, and the dancers' clothes were splashed with water, clinging to their exquisite and graceful bodies. Their snow-white jade legs reflected the sparkling waves, which were actually whiter than the reflection of the white gauze clothes on the water.
Occasionally, the jade feet are lifted out of the water, covered with tiny crystal water drops, like freshly cut pear strips full of water.
After the dance, the beauties in semi-wet gauze bowed down and spread their slowly falling skirts into a snow-white circle on the water.
The milky white snow skin shows through the soaked white gauze, and the beautiful body curves are looming, which is so dazzling that it is impossible to look at it.
"Keep playing music, keep dancing!"
The Darkwing man smiled.
On the stone wall of the cave opposite him, there was a piece of jade inlaid with thirteen names clearly written on it.
The six names above have been erased.
Among them were Zi Kuang, Mi Wei, Ye Di and others.
If there are other people with advanced cultivation, they can tell at a glance that these thirteen people are the famous eight-winged soul masters in the Tianyu world, saints who have been on the heavenly list!
"My lord..."
A maid said softly, handing over a peeled fruit with her slender fingers.
The man from the Wing Tribe held the fruit in his mouth, with a smile on his face. He flicked his finger, and a streak of light flew out, erasing two more names on the jade.
Of the thirteen names, only five are left.
This man's name is Feng Li, and he is a nobleman of the Dark Wing Clan. His cultivation level is also at the peak of the Golden Core, and he holds a high position in the Dark King's Court.
Not long ago, this person was infected by Pang Yue's demon and became an all-changing clone.
Now Pang Yue has taken over his body, enjoying himself in the cave all day long and watching the changes in the outside world.
The clones of several major magic talismans all left with "Zi Kuang" to assassinate other top masters in the world!
Anyway, Pang Yue was not in a hurry. This time he wanted to seize the Fruit of Heaven, but he wanted to be safe.
It was inevitable that Heaven would backfire, attracting many experts from the Tianyu world to block the attack. He simply tore a hole in the Dark Wing clan's side, and then hunted down all the eight-winged souls in this world!
Without the leadership of the Eight-Winged Soul, the remaining six wings and four wings, no matter how many in number, are not something to be afraid of.
He took this opportunity to appreciate the beauty of the Wing Clan's beauty.
It really has a different taste!
After another dance, Pang Yue sensed that as a result of the attacks of several demon talisman clones, three more masters from the Heaven Ranking were killed.
There are only two eight-winged souls left in the entire Tianyu Realm.
As for these two, it's just a matter of time.
"The time has come, it's time to take action."
Pang Yue stood up, and the maids and dancers quickly knelt down on the ground.
He Shi Shiran walked out of the cave and came to the void in the center of the rift valley.
"The way of heaven is to make up for the excess of damage."
"The way of man is to lose more than you can but to give more than you can."
He sighed softly, and on the six wings behind him, spiritual light flickered, and feathers as black as night flew out, outlining a mysterious circular formation covering an area of hundreds of miles in the void.
Countless complex and mysterious formations flashed in the void, wandering uncertainly.
His move attracted the attention of many Dark Wing tribesmen.
Nowadays, when the storm is raging, people can be said to be in panic.
"Master Fengli, are you...?"
The Winged Clan asked cautiously.
There were more and more onlookers, but due to Fengli's status in the Dark Court, they did not disturb them. They treated him as if he had set up the formation himself, so it was inconvenient to say anything.
Pang Yue ignored the surrounding wing tribes and took out a few top-quality spiritual stones and embedded them at the nodes of the formation.
Buzz!
The whole formation is bright!
On the cliffs on both sides of the rift valley, several loud rumbling sounds were suddenly heard, and countless hard rocks collapsed, converging towards the large formation in the void.
In the blink of an eye, these rocks condensed into a magnificent and huge altar.
The altar hung in the void, motionless.
Pang Yue walked up to the altar, stood in the center of the altar, and began to use his magical powers.
A hole suddenly opened in the sky outside the rift valley.
Faintly visible in the sky, there seems to be a huge ancient bronze ship, almost oppressive, pressing against the sky.
On the ancient bronze ship, a tall and mysterious qi machine was attracted by Pang Yue's magical power and landed.
Boom!
Boom!
In the rift valley, something seemed to be alive.
On the altar, light soared into the sky, and the dazzling light broke through the sky and turned into an unparalleled huge pillar of light.
boom!
this moment.
The countless creatures in the Tianyu Realm all have the illusion that disaster is imminent.
On the altar, a dark and smooth stone tablet rises slowly!
There are countless runes flowing on the stone tablet, which are profound and difficult to understand.
At the same time, Pang Yue sensed a malicious force coming from heaven and earth, locking him tightly and pressing on him.
Familiar feeling.
The last time he picked the fruit of heaven, it was like this.
In the rift valley, the onlookers of the Dark Wings finally realized something was wrong.
"Fengli, what are you doing?!"
"Stop quickly, this formation seems ominous!"
"There is someone coming from the palace, Fengli, stop the formation quickly, don't make any mistakes!"
Some people couldn't help but take action and wanted to stop Pang Yue.
But as soon as he took action, a star blade fell from the sky above the rift valley, killing him in the air in an instant.
"No, it's the Zhen clan's formation..."
The Dark Court's clan-suppressing formation can withstand the full attack of the eight-winged soul, but wouldn't it be like crushing the ordinary six-winged golden elixir?
But for some reason, there is always a feeling of constant panic in the minds of the Winged Clan. It seems that if "Fengli" is not stopped, disaster will be imminent.
Some Yi clansmen with shallow cultivation couldn't hold back after all, and took action against Pang Yue.
Above the Rift Valley, streaks of star blades fell down like waterfalls, killing the Wing Tribes who took action one by one.
At the bottom of the valley, in the middle of the black lake in front of the palace.
The new Night Emperor looked up at the sky above the Rift Valley with a pale face, his face full of confusion.
He held an ancient and elegant long knife and stood at the center of the formation, but he could not sense the Zhen clan's formation at all.
They could only watch helplessly as a clan member touched the formation and was killed by the sword light fired from the formation.
"He is not Fengli!"
Beside Ye Emperor, a noble figure with a mother-in-law appeared in the world.
The former queen, now the queen mother, looked at the figure of the Wing Clan in the center of the altar with her beautiful eyes, and said softly.
Emperor Ye was surprised and said: "Mother, are you saying that Fengli has been taken away?"
The Queen Mother frowned, and after a moment she said: "I saw the shadow of Zi Kuang in him...could this be his true purpose?"
"What is he going to do?"
Night Emperor said doubtfully.
The Queen Mother shook her head, her eyes filled with worry, and sighed: "I don't know why, he actually gave me the illusion that the world is about to be destroyed..."
"I feel the same way!"
Ye Di said in a deep voice, raised the long knife in his hand, and was about to fly up into the air.
"I'll go find him."
The Queen Mother hurriedly stopped Ye Di and said softly: "You can't put yourself in danger. It's better for me to go and take a look!"
Just as he was about to get up, he saw bright stars outside the rift valley, large swaths of stars shining, and swords shining in the sky!
For a time, I don’t know how many magical powers attacked the Dark King’s clan formation.
The black lake where the two of them were sitting was as level as a mirror. In the deep darkness, the stars were flowing, revealing the scene outside the rift valley.
I saw countless dark wing tribes gathered outside the rift valley, frantically attacking the large array of restrictions, but were killed by the sword light aroused by the restrictions.
At the same time, where they couldn't see, more major forces from the Wing Clan were coming towards them.
The Queen Mother flew to the outside of the altar.
The onlookers from the Wing Tribe have dispersed.
No one dares to watch anymore!
Once you gather around that altar and stone tablet, you can't help but take action.
And once he takes action, he will suffer a backlash from the formation and be killed by the sword light.
Even the six-winged soul is difficult to reach.
Many Dark Wing Clan masters used their methods to clean up the scene, keeping the low-level Wing Clan out and not allowed to take action.
Others went to the palace one after another to find out.
The new Night Emperor and a group of ministers worked hard to study the center of the Zhen clan's formation, trying to destroy the formation or regain control of the formation, but it was obvious that it was difficult to do so for a while.
The Queen Mother came to the edge of the altar alone, and a cold and soft voice sounded: "Zi Kuang, what on earth are you going to do?"
Her complexion was complicated, her eyes were as cold as a knife, and like a lake melting under the warm winter sun, with ripples in it.
Pang Yue turned his head to look at this elegant and noble mature beautiful woman. He felt that this woman was so graceful and charming, just like a work of art made by the most skillful hands. People could not help but admire her.
When he transformed into "Purple Madness" that day, he rearranged the Dark King's formation and couldn't help but take it with him.
After spending time together day and night, we started to behave a little bit beyond the rules.
At that time, the queen had to compromise in order to continue the royal court.
Because of this, the Queen Mother did not notice the true purpose of "Purple Madness"!
He also ignored a lot of Zi Kuang's actions against the Zhen clan's formation.
It wasn't until today that she realized that things might not be that simple!
Pang Yue said calmly: "This world is about to usher in the Age of Ending Dharma. The vitality of heaven and earth will not show up. The monks will not advance but retreat in their cultivation until they become ordinary people."
"Extraordinary people will become completely extinct."
The Queen Mother said nothing, silently thinking about what Pang Yue said.
"Why?"
the Queen Mother asked.
Pang Yue replied: "It's just the weak and the strong."
The Queen Mother was puzzled by the few numbers at first, and then gradually a hint of enlightenment arose in her heart.
Her beautiful eyes trembled, and she looked at Pang Yue in horror: "You... you are not from the Tianyu Realm... you are the devil from outside the world?!"
Pang Yue looked at her and said warmly: "This is the law of the operation of the Great Dao, formation, residence, destruction, and emptiness... Even if I don't pick up the way of heaven in this world, someone else will pick it up, or the way of heaven will break on its own. "
"You already know the secret, it's better to make preparations early, and you can still build an empire in the future."
So what if you lose your cultivation, you can't live forever anyway.
It's better to hold on to your power over there.
This was Pang Yuenian's happy night, and he couldn't help but say a few more words.