The big demons were covered in blood. They fought until the sky was dark and they killed countless creatures.
But the creatures in Kunlun are endless.
They are now unable to continue their conquest and can only base themselves on the four poles and kill all the creatures gathered from all directions.
At this time, the big demons had a tacit understanding, because they knew in their hearts that if anyone took the lotus first, not only the four poles would be missing a corner, but the other big demons would not then kill the beast tide from Kunlun. They would turn around and take it away.
The lotus creatures are suppressing the killing, and when there is no one to protect the snow-capped mountains, countless creatures will swarm in, and the scene will turn into a mess.
Sacred mediums are not indestructible.
If they are not careful, the lotus will be destroyed and all their efforts will be in vain.
The Golden Mastiff's back was healing. He stood in the east and devoured the flesh and blood of countless creatures to nourish his body. Granulation sprouted on the white spine, followed by muscle texture and skin covered with hair.
Almost mint.
The golden sun burned, and his energy climbed to its peak again.
The other three big monsters were also killed until their vision was blurred. The broken internal organs and bones were stained on the big monster's huge body, and were evaporated by the rising breath, leaving behind large mottled blood scabs.
There is a sea of blood in all directions.
The clear sky on the plateau was dyed red.
The strange fragrance coming from the lotus is getting stronger and stronger, and the strange warm fragrance mixed with the smell of blood makes several big demons feel sweet in their throats.
The medium is affecting them and making them lose their minds.
Especially since the big demons have been slaughtering living creatures until now, their thoughts are restless. The sight of the black beasts is overwhelming, and when you raise your hands, you can see the mud crushed by flesh and bones.
If this continues, they will become the puppets of that lotus flower, craving crazily, just like the creatures in front of them who gave up their lives, until they burn themselves out.
Falling into a deadlock.
If they don't leave, they will go crazy sooner or later. If they leave... The golden mastiff glanced in the other three directions. The storm of green eagles was strangling groups of lives. The wind was full of crushed flesh and blood. White jade ghosts roared and blizzard swept the mountains.
, burying countless lives, and the wild bull muttered something in its mouth, and emitted a thunderous sonic boom, shaking the creatures that came closer into blood mist.
No one is willing to accept it.
The huge mastiff palm falls and the sun rises.
But those dark creatures suddenly stopped moving forward, their eyes were empty and confused. Their crazy desire was suppressed by a sudden fear, and a voice whispered to them to leave. The golden mastiff was stunned, he didn't think he could
Do this.
The four bloody monsters looked back and slowly raised their heads.
The sky was torn apart.
The tide of spiritual energy gathered in the mountains was torn open, and a red lightning flashed and fell from the sky in an instant.
Heavy breathing came from the lightning, resonating with the world.
It's not lightning, it's an unknown creature!
The four great demons were horrified. They had already wiped out all outsiders in Kunlun, and had joined forces to hunt down the rising creatures that threatened them. How could such a powerful being appear at this time?
The moment the figure fell, Qing Diao's terrifying dynamic vision captured an eye that burned like a candle. The eye glanced at him lightly, and Gu Ao's majesty easily swallowed him up, and his throat seemed to be strangled.
Breathing becomes difficult.
"What are you?" he hissed.
The heavy snow on the top of the snow mountain was blown away by the violent impact, the snow dust dispersed like smoke, and a huge red object was vaguely visible entrenched on the top of the mountain.
The ferocious long tail swam slowly, its scales opened and closed, and it was as cold as pig iron.
"Pretend to be a ghost!" Qing Diao was instinctively afraid of the existence in the snow dust, but he didn't want to admit it.
He is the great demon who dominates Kunlun. Who can scare him?
The green eagle fluttered its wings, and its feathers shimmered. He really used the power of rising. The blue light was wrapped with seal scripts, stirring the spirits between heaven and earth. The strong wind howled from the gaps in his feathers. He flapped his wings, dragging countless
There was a blue shadow, a stray ray of blue light floating on the top of the mountain, and it cut down the mountainside in an instant.
The strong wind smoothed away the snow dust that filled the snow-capped mountains, revealing the huge thing entrenched in the snow-capped mountains.
At this time, the face that looked like a red copper mask was looking at him, with swaying golden flames in its eyes.
The other person seemed to be smiling.
An indescribable strange feeling rose from the bottom of my heart and lingered.
But he still screamed, the green light was overwhelming, and the sharp edge enveloped every corner of the snow-capped mountains. He didn't even pay attention to the lotus growing here.
The creature did nothing, and the pressure of just breathing there almost crushed him.
He needs a release and his magical power to tell him that this strange creature is not so scary. These are just illusions in his heart. He has long been a creature at the forefront of the world, and the other big demons in Kunlun are only about half-match with him.
combine.
There can be no living beings outside the scope.
The red behemoth calmly stared at the blue light filling the sky as it attacked.
The scales relax layer by layer from top to bottom, playing an inexplicable and solemn movement.
"Boom——!" There was a muffled sound.
With the tail drawn out, the ferocious and thick tail directly drove the green eagle into the snowy mountains, and at the same time shattered the green light in the sky.
The snow dust filled the air again and fell again, like covering the fallen green sculpture with plain clothes.
Man Niu silently withdrew his gaze. That creature was beyond their reach. The thing's action of slapping the green eagle was just like hitting a mosquito with its tail before it rose up, but the other person was slapping a mosquito almost to death with its big head.
demon.
The tail fin of the unknown creature and the bone spurs on the back of the long tail were like a huge ax blade, almost smashing the green eagle into two halves. He withdrew the long tail, but the huge wound on the green eagle's body was not filled, and hot blood began to trickle out in an instant.
, melted the thick snow, and dyed half of the snow-capped mountains red in a moment.
There are branch-like double horns on the top of its head, its eyes are like torches, and its huge snake-shaped body stretches across what looks like a mountain range.
The other big monsters on the mountain couldn't help but take a few steps back, staring at the creature in disbelief.
Dragon!
Will dragons actually appear in this world?
But the red dragon didn't show any mercy to the big demons under the snow-capped mountains. He lowered his head and looked at the dying green eagle.
Qing Diao's eyes were shattered, and he finally heard the meaning of the solemn music played by the creature's scales.
It is playing the final song of his life.
At the end of his sight, he heard a clear girl's voice.
"This guy has a demon inside him."
Inner demon? What inner demon?
It didn't matter anymore. Qing Diao's vision was blurring and he could only see the huge golden candle hanging from a very high place. Since he was about to die, why did he care about so many things? He even cared about the face of the big monster before he rushed forward to die.
.
Wait...does he care about the big demon's face?
When did he become so impulsive?
The coldness of the green eagle does not come from the body and blood that are about to lose temperature, but from the chill deep in the soul.
The picture then turned dark, and the pair of golden candles were no longer visible.
He died, and no one knew what the big monster was thinking before he died, let alone why he died.