The bright moon sets in the west, and the sun fails to rise on this day.
The sky was gray and the wind along the deserted river became chilly. People could feel a cold breath and a bone-deep chill.
The bonfire flickered on and off, and thousands of Dahe clan members sat quietly. The old clan leader stood at the front with a solemn expression, holding a blue-black war spear.
"coming!"
Hundreds of miles away, Fushan, who had been guarding the top of an ancient tree all night, saw a flash of light in his eyes.
boom!
The next moment, the heaven and earth shook violently, and the entire heaven and earth border seemed to shake. At the end of the world, in the place shrouded in darkness, countless black lights shot out, piercing the long hazy sky and scattering to the wild land.
There are so many that it is difficult to count them with the naked eye, and they seem like dark seeds that are about to take root and bloom into the bloodiest flowers.
really!
On the top of the ancient tree, Fushan looked very ugly. Those black lights were still on the horizon just now, but after a few breaths, they were in front of him. The density was nearly half as many as the last time.
The surge in numbers also heralds the arrival of stronger creatures and the possible annihilation of more tribes.
Woo!
The wind in the wild ancient forest also began to sob, like a baby crying, but under the dark sky, it added a bit of horror and coldness.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
On the banks of the wild river, many people from the Dahe clan stood up, raised their war swords, and roared loudly. In the wild forest by the river a few miles away, thousands of black lights could fall down, and they made no sound.
This is the power of the Dark Celestial Cave, which cannot be intercepted at all. Over the years, many sages have rushed into the dark place on this heavenly road and blocked the Celestial Cave with their bodies, but they have always been unable to make it.
"Brother, I'm not afraid."
In the crowd, Mang Yu held a small bone spear that was only one foot long and whispered in a low voice. She tightly grasped the corners of her brother's animal skin clothes. Although her big black eyes were full of nervousness, there was no trace of fear.
"I'm not afraid, and neither is my brother." Mang Feng held his sister's little hand with one hand, and the hand holding the three-foot bone Zhan Ge was trembling slightly. Even though he had experienced it many times, today was the first time he faced it alone.
From this day on, there will no longer be two figures standing in front of them. They begin to live alone and face the coming darkness alone.
The sky was getting darker and darker, and darkness invaded from the forest beside the river.
There were gloomy figures, bodies darker than the night, and gray eyes staring like death, wanting to devour people's souls.
"Ghost clan!"
The old patriarch's tone was solemn. Among the dark races, there is no race that is easy to deal with. For example, the ghost race has great restraint on living things. The ghost road is one of the most powerful roads in the world. Except for the mysterious soul race,
It is one of the few dark races among the hundreds of races in the world that is involved in the soul.
However, if there are those who are involved in Zhiyang Taoism, they also have a lot of restraint against this clan.
The green-black war spear was clenched in his hand. The old patriarch knew very well that even if he reached the bone-tempering realm, he could not understand the power of heaven at all. Let alone the many Zhiyang Taoisms, most of which were Zhengfa and even the most powerful Tao.
It's even more out of reach.
I don’t know if I can wait until...
The old patriarch looked into the distance and shook his head in his heart. More and more dark races were pouring out of the cave. Even that one might be tired of running around. After all, in this thousand-mile area, his tribe, which was as big as a river, was not there.
A few, I hope... still have some blood left.
So, old brother...
The old man took a look at the war spear in his hand. The mottled spear body was full of marks of time. Since he couldn't wait any longer, it was the last battle.
"Humble humans, dedicate your souls and flesh and blood in exchange for salvation."
There was a cold voice. It was a ghost with long gray hair and rare armor. There were gray-black Dao lines engraved on the dark armor. As he stepped forward, a thick dark energy flowed like
Like a tidal wave, the water of the vast river is dyed like ink.
The breath was so overwhelming that even though he was still several miles away, the old patriarch felt his breath stagnant. After living for more than a hundred years, he still had some eyesight. He was clearly a leader of the ghost tribe, and a ghost had been born. The black armor on his body was
, is also a powerful Taoist soldier.
Comparable to a strong man in the soul-melting realm of the human race.
Behind them, a group of Dahe tribesmen in the Blood Refining Realm looked pale, and their battle blood was about to be frozen. The ghosts, who were not very tall, fell into their eyes at this moment, like ghosts and gods, and seemed to be carved into their souls.
The gap is too big. It's just a mental pressure that I can't bear. It's conceivable that if I really take action, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive for a breath.
"Brother Su!"
Suddenly, there were several exclamations, it was a group of young people from the clan. The old clan leader's eyes suddenly changed when he heard the sound, he turned around and looked towards the side of the wild river. In the wild forest on the other side of the ghost clan, a plain man walked out at this moment.
White figure.
"You shouldn't have come back!"
The old patriarch became angry in a rare way. His gray hair was raised. Once he started to practice, all his veins opened up. This kind of cultivation physique has never been heard of by the old man for more than a hundred years. Such a seed should not be in the sky so early.
It is struggling to death in the wild road. It needs a pure land with enough tranquility to take root, grow, and bloom the most brilliant flowers.
"Quickly leave!" These were two clan uncles who had reached the Blood Refining Realm, their faces were ashen and they shouted angrily.
Even though they saw that figure at this moment, a scalding warmth was born in their hearts for no reason, but the old patriarch was not wrong. Such seeds should not be buried in muddy ground like the river. They would not be able to nourish the most powerful fruits.
On the bank of the wild river, Su Qinian said nothing and looked at the densely packed ghost figures walking out of the wild forest on the other side.
The leader of the ghost tribe raised his eyebrows, and his gray pupils showed a thoughtful look. However, before he could make any move, he saw the young human race on the other side of the vast river, raising a hand, opening and closing the corners of his mouth.
A loud and cold voice sounded.
"Light!"
There was a loud bang, and a blazing fist light bloomed. On the bank of the deserted river, a divine sun seemed to suddenly rise. The fist light was as red as red clouds, and surged towards the other side like the sky and sea rolling back.
The darkness in the sky was dispersed in an instant, and the dark sky was torn open under the light of this fist, and the golden sunlight spilled down, covering dozens of miles of land beside the wild river.
But even the sun was not as bright as that fist. On the other side of the wild river, the ghost leader only had time to show his look of horror before he was drowned by the light of the fist that covered the ground.
Not even a scream could be uttered. Including the leader of the ghost clan, hundreds of thousands behind him, and even the many ghost clans that had not yet left the wild forest, all disappeared at the moment when the light of the fist dissipated. On the bank of the wild river
, leaving only a fist mark that stretched for ten miles and plowed the ground for three feet, like a tide. The soil and mud were melted and solidified into glass-like crystals. (Please subscribe and vote monthly.)