There was one day left before the ten-day appointment in the Immortal Valley. Dugu Baitian was wandering around in the Immortal Valley, feeling the energy fluctuations in the Immortal Valley.
Snow falls outside the valley and flowers fall in the valley.
Dugu Baitian looked at the withered flowers quietly, his heart filled with endless sadness. He seemed to see a weak and delicate body falling in the air, falling into the endless dark hell...
The happiness of the past and the sorrow of the past...
The flowers withered, the angels folded their wings, the familiar face, the lonely figure alone in the darkness, looking up to the light...
"Ah..." Dugu Baitian looked up to the sky and screamed: "If your hatred is endless, use blood to repay it with blood. The sky is filled with blood..."
The day when the rising sun is destined to be forever recorded in the martial arts history of the Tianyu Continent. Heroes from all over the world rushed to the Changsheng Valley. To be precise, most of them were martial arts people from the Han and Tang Empires. Due to the long distance and heavy snow, the martial arts people from other countries were still there.
Those who didn’t come arrived in time.
Some people speculate that this was a deliberate trick played by the Immortal Demon King. He isolated the martial arts forces of the Han and Tang Empires and carried out crazy massacres before the martial arts people from other countries arrived, and then defeated the forces of other countries that came to aid one by one on the road.
However, most people still don't believe that he can fight against the entire martial arts world on his own.
The vast white sky of ice and snow seemed to herald an ominous sign from the Han and Tang Dynasties. There were no less than five hundred people from the martial arts who came from the Han and Tang Dynasties, and there were more people 66 coming after them.
Dugu Baitian smiled cruelly as he looked at the crowds of people coming from far and near. He turned around and walked towards Gu Nei, hiding in the darkness.
The heroes came to the entrance of the Heavenly Demon Valley in great force. A tragic scene greeted everyone's eyes. Three bloody figures were lying at the entrance of the Changsheng Valley. When they got closer, they saw that they were not flesh and blood, but three bloody skeletons.
Bai Sensen's new bones were stained with blood, and a large black mass of ants was eating the colorful things coming out of the bodies of the three corpses, which was disgusting.
"Wow……"
Finally someone couldn't bear it and started vomiting
"Too cruel."
"inhuman."
"This demon king deserves to be cut into pieces."
"We must not let him escape this time."
"His life must be taken."
…
Swearing, scolding...
While the heroes were yelling at each other, Dugu Baitian was hiding in the dark and staring at them coldly. He was looking at every master present. He found that among the five hundred people, there were only two king-level masters and only five sub-king-level masters. He sneered.
It seems like this will be a battle without any suspense...
Although there are many sheep, it is difficult for them to resist a lion.
Five hundred people drew their swords and yelled loudly at the mouth of the valley: "Get out of here, dog thief Dugu Baitian, I'm going to take your life."
"Haha, do a bunch of people who are greedy for life and afraid of death have the guts to come to the Valley of Immortality but not the guts to come in? The Han and Tang dynasties are just like that!"
The five hundred people had already heard that Dugu Baitian was deep in the Valley of Eternal Life and no longer worried about him sneaking up on him at the entrance of the valley. They walked cautiously inside.
The Valley of Immortality is like a sea of flowers. Colorless flowers are vying with each other. The delicate flowers are bright and dripping, and the refreshing fragrance is everywhere.
No one appreciates the beautiful scenery at the moment. They will not forget that the last time it was in this pleasant valley, the undead demon king sacrificed himself to become a demon and went on a killing spree. More than a thousand lives were buried here. Who knows if there is the blood of former relatives and comrades under these delicate flowers?
Perhaps those delicate flowers are nourished by the blood of countless martial arts people.
Every martial artist is extremely nervous. Fear has begun to spread in their hearts before the Undead Demon King has shown up.
Anxiety, restlessness...all kinds of negative emotions come one after another.
"Dugu Baitian, you are a hidden rat. If you have the guts to come out, don't hide in the dark and look shameful."
"Immortal Demon King, come out and I will fight you for three hundred rounds until you cry for your father and mother..."
"Devil, you come out to restore the lives of my relatives..."
"Shameless people, come out and die quickly..."
All kinds of angry curses could be heard.
"puff."
A martial arts man who was scolding Zhenghuan fell down and blood spurted out from his back. A dead branch was stuck on it and he looked like he was going to die.
"Devil, come out..."
Another man who was cursing angrily fell down, and a small piece of gravel penetrated his head, and the white brain matter flowed out.
"Dugu Baitian, you invited us to come for a decisive battle, but you hide in the dark and don't come out. What's the point of shooting cold arrows?"
"Haha... Do I need to explain anything to you? You have already explained all the truth. Why do I need to explain it to you?" Dugu Baitian's voice fluctuated from left to right like a ghost.
"What's going on? Where is he?" Some martial arts people shouted in fear.
"Everyone, don't be afraid that he is using the Nine Transformations of the Peak of Sound Transmission. He is making a fool of himself. Don't pay attention to him." An old martial arts man explained.
"puff."
Blood splattered. The old martial arts man fell into a pool of blood just after he finished speaking.
Invisible murderous intent spread in the Valley of Eternal Life. The martial arts heroes who came to kill Dugu Baitian felt a chill to their bones, as if a cold unsheathed sword was pressed against their chests. Everyone felt deep fear.
.
"puff"
"puff"
"puff"
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Twenty-seven, twenty-eight...thirty-seven...
The noisy heroes fell silent, and no one dared to speak out anymore. The forty or so yelling heroes were killed by dead branches or gravel, and fell into a pool of blood. There was a deathly silence in the Valley of Immortality.
There were only rough breathing sounds and the sound of some people's teeth clashing out of fear.
Fear grows in everyone's heart, and fear begins to spread among the heroes...
"Dugu... Baitian... If you are a man, just... come out..." A middle-aged martial arts man couldn't bear the silent torture anymore and shouted in fear.
"Haha... That's ridiculous. Is this the bear of the Han and Tang Empires? What a shame..." Dugu Baitian laughed mercilessly in the dark: "Is there anyone coming to the Wuyin Peak of the Han and Tang Empires, one of the five holy places in the martial arts world?"
No one answered.
"Hey, it's ridiculous. One of the holy places in the martial arts world didn't send anyone to slay me, the devil. Hehe..."
"Hum, Immortal Demon King, please don't be so arrogant. The elders of Kirigakure Peak are definitely still on the way, and they will arrive in less than half a moment. It's time for you to teach me."
"Well, let's wait for half a moment." After Dugu Baitian finished speaking, the person who spoke had already fallen into a pool of blood.
Half a moment passed quickly, but there was still no movement outside the Changsheng Valley. After this period of suffering, the heroes in the Changsheng Valley were already panicking to the extreme.
"Haha... the Holy Land of Wulin... Haha..." Dugu Baitian walked out leisurely, "Haha... Holy Land? Where is your Holy Land Elder? Haha..."
The entire Immortality Valley was echoing with the thunderous sound waves of Dugu Baitian's thunderous laughter. The flowers and trees in the valley were rustling, their leaves were shaking, and their petals were flying down from the air.
The heroes were in agony.
Dugu Baitian no longer hid his powerful imperial aura, his imperial consciousness spread out like water, endless murderous intent like a roaring wave in the sky, cold murderous aura surging.
Every martial artist present felt like a small boat in the angry sea, teetering on the edge of the sea, with the possibility of capsizing at any moment.
"Go to hell, you hypocritical and hateful guys..."
The dozens of martial arts people standing at the front felt pain in their minds as if they were being pricked by needles, and finally they fell to the ground with blood oozing from their mouths.
This sudden incident made everyone take a breath of cold air. What kind of skill was this? In just a moment, dozens of martial arts masters died in a mental battle.
powerful!
fear!
Everyone was trembling with fear, and the experts present finally believed the terrible rumor in the world that Dugu defeated Tian and became emperor. The cold-blooded devil standing in front of them at this moment was a Martial Emperor who could only appear in rumors.
The immortal demon emperor emerged from the martial arts world!
"He...he is...an...emperor realm master..." A martial arts man shouted.
"Demon Emperor..."
The terrifying and resounding title of Demon Emperor fell on Dugu Baitian.
"Haha..." Dugu Baitian looked up to the sky and laughed, his powerful mental fluctuations rising and falling along with his laughter.
"Yue'er, you have to watch carefully. This is the first step I will take for you, and I will open the gate of hell with endless blood."
"You despicable and shameless people, please die!"
Dugu Baitian's eyes were completely red, and an almost evil cruel smile appeared on his face. He raised the broad sword in his hand and charged like a tiger into a pack of wolves. Wherever he passed, the innate sword was so bright that no one could withstand the broken sword.
Broken knives fell all over the ground, arms were broken, and the stumps of legs were thrown into the air. Waves of blood sprayed in the air, blood sprayed, and blood mist floated. The strong and pungent smell of blood made people sick.
Dugu Baitian seemed to enjoy the pleasure of blood splattering very much. At first, he inspired his unparalleled innate sword to kill the enemy. In the end, he simply withdrew his sword and slashed through the crowd with his ghostly speed.
The sharp blade of the sword was chopped off by him. Countless broken bodies fell behind him. The colorful organs flowing out of the corpse's belly were so fishy that it made people want to faint. The blood had already dyed his clothes red.
Like a Shura who returned from hell, his whole body was blood red and terrifying.
Facing such a bloodthirsty demon king, hundreds of martial artists felt helpless. Countless swords broke in the air, and large numbers of martial artists fell in a pool of blood.
Dugu Baitian's frenzied killing spree reached its limit, making him look like a ghost. Wherever his figure passed, there would always be blood corpses lying on the ground.
Kill a person in ten steps and leave no trace in a thousand miles.
This was a one-sided massacre. Rivers of blood flowed from the ground, and blood mist steamed up.
"Ding"
"when"
The sound of two metal clashes woke Dugu Baitian, who had already fallen into madness, and a long sword was placed on his curled broadsword.
"Who are you, this ugly ghost?" Dugu Baitian had already sensed that the person who came here had a king-level cultivation and was one of the only two king-level masters who participated in the encirclement and suppression of him this time.
The visitor's face was covered with colorful paint, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a turtle. The visitor smiled miserably and said, "Don't you recognize me?"
"It's you, King Shura Zhao Cheng." He remembered that this man had fought against him before and heard that he had been approached by the Blood Demon not long ago. Unexpectedly, he turned out like this.
"You deserve it. This is retribution for you king-level masters who are dim-sighted and can't distinguish between good and evil. You actually killed me under the king's death order in the entire martial arts world. Today is your day of death." Dugu Baitian shouted angrily, a purple-black color gushing out from his body.
Demonic energy.
"Go to hell," he shouted.
The Xiantian Sword Gang turned into a giant dragon and rushed towards the king-level master with bright brilliance. Everyone in the Valley of Immortality had to close their eyes.
"boom"
The long sword in Zhao Cheng's hand shattered into countless pieces, and his whole body was as sluggish as if his life had been taken away.
After Dugu Baitian Broad Sword regained its edge, Zhao Cheng was chopped into sixteen pieces. Blood was flying in the air. Under the full attack of the Demon Emperor, he didn't even make three moves. The master of the generation of heavenly kings fell.
Suddenly a faint murderous aura hit Dugu Baitian. He stepped on the god's empty step and avoided the loving kiss of death in a ten thousandth of a second.
Another king-level master came, wearing black clothes and covering his head and face.
"The second killer organization in the world?" Dugu Baitian asked coldly.
"Not bad." The visitor's voice was equally cold.
"Go to hell." Dugu Baitian was furious. At this moment, he lost his mind again. The crazy surge of demonic energy on his body was much stronger than when he fought with Zhao Cheng just now. A huge and ferocious figure loomed behind him.
Devil.
Endless Gang Qi and dazzling edges formed a huge curtain of light in front of Dugu Baitian.
"Broken!" he shouted and swung his right fist straight out.
"Poof", the fist smashed the killer's long sword, dispersed his innate sword energy, and shattered his entire body. The killer who had reached the king level was shattered by Dugu Baitian's punch, leaving him only in the air.
A large piece of blood mist.
The Valley of Immortality is like a hellish Shura field, with dead bodies everywhere and blood everywhere. Dugu Baitian is still carrying out endless slaughter.
Screams, roars, screams of terror and despair...
The Valley of Immortality finally returned to peace. The tall figure of Dugu Baitian stood alone on countless dead bodies. Under his feet was boiling blood and mist filled the entire Valley of Immortality.
Looking down on me, I am the only one in the world!
In this battle, no one among the five hundred martial arts heroes of the Han and Tang Dynasties survived, and they were all buried in the Changsheng Valley. The Changsheng Valley flowed with blood...