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The first thousand three hundred and seventy-eight chapters are difficult to judge

When this phantom appeared, the familiar feeling became even stronger.

This is indeed a breath similar to mine. It is indeed the gods and demons in the world.

"Master Jian said that the Demon Lord met a strong man who was a god and a demon. That strong man was amazing and talented, but in the end, he died in the hands of the Demon Lord."

Back then, when Chu Cheng heard what Master Jian said, even if he won the God-Demon Art, he didn't really believe it, he only half-believed it.

After all, Master Jian had always planned in his heart to let Chu Cheng follow the same path as the Demon Lord, and even arranged a dangerous situation to force him into this path at the cost of several living beings in the world. This wrong path is indeed wrong, but most of them

, is nothing more than alarmist talk.

But at this moment, Chu Cheng knew that there had really been someone in this world who had embarked on the same path as him.

"This is a formation, based on the community of gods and demons."

This is the way to learn from the past, a shocking avenue composed of millions of living beings, which is extremely terrifying. This has been forcibly condensed into the formation of the sky with the power of humanity.

If the Martial Ancestor only encountered these people back then, what if there were millions of them? One punch was enough to crush them. How could he be seriously injured so easily? How could he fall into crisis again and again?

"This is a formation. A formation drawn from the two bodies of gods and demons..." Chu Cheng murmured, with a clear understanding in his heart.

This familiar feeling became more and more intense. He did not feel the same source of divinity, but he felt the same source of demonic nature.

Perhaps, not long after, the divine origin will be lifted off and appear in this world, before his eyes.

This demonic body is indeed extremely terrifying. If you just rely on your breath, you can't detect these people at all. It seems that the snow in this side of the world is them.

They are this world, this snow, completely integrated into one, regardless of each other.

Suddenly, there was a low cry in this world, and in this wind and snow, in this endless snowfield, a black shadow appeared.

This sudden black shadow was reflected in the snowfield. It also made the tornado that covered a million miles in radius and showed signs of collapse even more profound.

The huge shadow attached to the tornado started to look weird at this moment.

At this moment, the flat black river water was cut off for the first time.

Like a cloud, it began to surge and make big waves. In an instant, in the middle of the black water, a little scarlet appeared, blooming with a bright red light.

In this red light, terror is growing. How terrifying is this?

Even the people who were far away in the second difficulty felt an extremely strong ominous feeling. It was as if they were trapped in hell and would be sent to the eighteenth level of hell in less than a second.

This suffocates them and frightens them.

"This aura...is from the sky...so evil...it is no weaker than when I was at my peak."

Han Xiangzi's eyes cracked open again under this power, and blood flowed horizontally, revealing fear.

The level of evil in this aura is no less than that of the Four Evils at their peak. Not only that, but its strength is also the same.

It's like, in this world, a statue of the Four Evils has once again been born, which is extremely terrifying.

You must know that every birth of the Four Evils will bring disaster. The whole world will be destroyed because of this, and no one will be alive wherever it is.

A world is the best nourishment for the Four Evils. The more people die, the more negativity will be accumulated.

No matter whether you are a human or an animal, you will always be unwilling to face death. If you have not tasted all the beauty of life, why should you welcome death?

They were unwilling to give up, and died with resentment and hatred, and in the end they could only become part of the Four Evils.

The wind is surging.

The black river turned into a majestic air current. Then, there was another roar.

This was a shocking roar.

That scarlet color began to grow rapidly at this moment. In just an instant, there was the brilliance of the blazing sun.

In this roar, the wind gathered from all directions. Even the collapsed shadow disappeared with the wind at this moment.

A drop of scarlet fell from the sky. Then, the color turned into blood red.

At this moment, the sky and the earth were all the color of blood.

In this blood red, any sound is covered. It seems that this is the color that can bury all the sounds in the world.

People saw something appearing in the distance. To be precise, there was only that thing.

It was a huge eye, a scarlet eye.

In those eyes, there seemed to be countless figures standing.

Open your eyes, close your eyes. The millions of figures in the wind and snow are no longer there.

The huge tornado crashed forward crazily at this moment, and started burning with continuous fire.

At this moment, those in the second difficulty felt an extremely strong sense of crisis, which made them even more frightened. Their whole bodies were shaken, and they were suppressed and stopped all actions. Their eyes showed extremely strong fear, and they stared straight into the eyes.

Staring into the distance.

They saw a huge eye that almost took up the entire sky.

That eye was like a starry sky. And that starry sky had long been stained with blood, or perhaps there was only one eye left.

The world seemed to be collapsing, and under the blow of countless cold winds, only a shadow remained.

This shadow's entire body was extremely blurry in the red light, and it was impossible to see clearly. All we could see was this extremely heroic man.

He stood there motionless, looking extremely calm, just looking there calmly.

"This aura...is almost the same as that of Master. This is the void realm. However, when this senior fought against the Lord of the Netherworld, the strength he showed was already beyond that of Master...

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During a fire, a young man looked up and looked into the distance. Looking at the blurry figure in the red light, he just shook his head.

How could he have never seen the battle in the Sky Realm? Therefore, he did not have too much worry about this disaster, which would be a catastrophe for him.

At this moment, he just wants to spend more time with the people around him.

The figure in the red light just looked at that eye calmly.

A figure, an eye that almost covers the entire sky, is so small in comparison.

But so what?

"The two natures of gods and demons. Previously, it was only the emergence of demonic nature. But the sacrifices of millions of people have made this demon have divinity. This is really the secret of gods and demons."

Chu Cheng murmured, then slowly closed his eyes.

All of this, from when he broke the second difficulty to destroying the third difficulty. When he set foot in this legendary place, seeing this scene again was just a flash of lightning.

When he opened his eyes, the Heijiang River receded, giving up most of the world.

Between the sky and the earth, a little scarlet suddenly appeared. Compared with before, it was even more dazzling.

In just an instant, a round of bloody eyes took over the world.

This is the art of gods and demons. It is the confrontation between gods and gods, and the struggle between demons and demons.

At this moment, the flying snow was scattered everywhere, as if spring had ushered in. A scene of colors that seemed the same but different.

In this world, there is a plum blossom blooming proudly, competing with the snow. They all think that they alone have all the beauty of spring. Between them, no one is willing to admit defeat. It is also difficult to judge who is better.

The plum blossoms are inferior to the snowflakes, which are crystal clear and white. However, the snowflakes lose some of the fragrance of the plum blossoms.

The conflict between the two colors makes it difficult to write a critical article.

But, is this really the case?


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