If you don't die, there is hope as long as you are not the winner!!
The great catastrophe in ancient times, when the sky fell, wiped out all the powerful monsters in one day. After the sky fell, the human race counterattacked and established the human race as the protagonist. However, it was the battle in which the demon race was almost wiped out. That was
, for the demon clan, it is a bloody battle with no chance of winning. Only in the end, the elites of each clan can be selected to escape into the secret realm.
Retaining the last bit of vitality of the demon clan, the last glimmer of hope for rise. As long as the secret realm of the sky demon can be preserved, it is an invisible victory for the demon clan at that time. Because they have won the last step to turn over the original.
Capital. Just wait for future generations to come and take advantage of this great opportunity for rise.
It's a pity that the Sky Demon's conspiracy back then was indeed the only feasible way at that time to preserve the seeds forever. It was like a small world of its own in the secret realm. There was also the Purple Thunder Ganshuang, which gave birth to spiritual wisdom in all living things and continuously transformed into
The demon clan recuperates and accumulates strength for the demon clan.
It can be said to be well-intentioned.
However, the Sky Demon only wanted to recuperate, but he did not expect that the secret realm he opened would be opened one after another since then, but no descendant of the demon clan could get his inheritance, reopen this secret realm, and lead the people in the secret realm.
A huge number of monsters re-entered the continent where they had lived for generations.
In fact, the loss of the demon clan back then was too great. It was so great that for tens of thousands of years, the human race continued to kill demons to obtain elixirs and take the demon clan's inner elixir to boost their cultivation. For countless years, I don't know how many demon clans there were.
As a result, the ancestors fell, and the demon clan fell even further. To this day, no demon clan can still inherit his inheritance.
It even led to the current situation.
"Master Tianyao, do you know that we, the younger generations, have been waiting here for generations. But because of longevity, we have to step into the demon tomb sadly and wait for death. How many ancestors, how many heroes of the demon clan, just like that
It was buried in vain. If Master Tianyao were still alive, I'm afraid you would also shed tears."
Mr. Fox looked up at the purple moon, looking at the sweet frost falling continuously from the purple moon, with a trace of sadness in his eyes.
"If I can no longer get the inheritance, I will go to the demon center to be with my ancestors."
Hearing his words, many demon clans around him showed the same sadness. Apparently they felt the same.
There are great opportunities in the secret realm, but for them, the descendants of the ancient demon clan who retreated into the secret realm, it is an unspeakable sadness. Back then, the sky demon wanted to preserve the fire of these demon clans. After they evacuated to the secret realm
, and even directly blocked the passage to the entire secret realm. Unless a person with a higher level of cultivation than him, no one can forcefully open the passage. Only by waiting for the natural opening that only occurs once in thousands of years can the passage be connected.
The connection between the secret realm and the Purple Gold Continent.
But the Little World is a Little World after all, and it was a small secret realm that was hastily opened out of desperation when the Heavenly Demon was forced to do so, and he wanted to establish a place of inheritance here. Naturally, this Little World cannot be compared with the Purple Gold Continent outside. Heaven and Earth
The spiritual energy is really thin. It was fine when the Internet was opened, but over the countless years, the spiritual energy here has become far from what it was back then.
Moreover, there is another restriction in this secret realm.
That is, in this world, inner elixir cannot be condensed.
Here, Hu Lao and other demon clans, although all of them are transformed, have no inner elixir in their bodies. This is because they are restricted by heaven and earth. Without the inner elixir, even if the demon clan has a long lifespan, it will still be exhausted.
, will perish. This is the price. It’s sad, it’s deplorable!!
"I pray that some clan members will pass the inheritance this time
"Pray that we can return to our ancestral land in our lifetime, die for the rise of the monster clan, and die without regrets."
"Let me see my ancestral land again.
Countless monsters knelt down and prayed to Ziyue. There was an ancient charm in their prayers.
"here it is
Emperor Shitian would naturally not know about the prayers of the ancient monster clan in these secret realms. The secret realm is divided into two levels, one on the ground, one in the sky, and two levels of heaven and earth. One is for the recuperation of living beings, and the other is a place for inheritance.
Take Emperor Shitian and others as an example, generally speaking, all the monsters and humans who enter the secret realm from the outside will not appear at all in the place where the descendants of the monsters can cultivate and live. They all appear together in the secret realm.
On the land of inheritance, it has withstood the test of the heavenly demon. If nothing unexpected happens, there is no way of knowing that there is another world in the secret realm.
Emperor Shitian, however, inexplicably and mysteriously stayed in another level of the secret realm for a short time. He only stayed in a mysterious space. What he saw and figured out were great secrets that had never appeared before.
Unfortunately, just when he wanted to explore it, the secret realm retransmitted him to other places on its own.
Captured by the divine light, in just a blink of an eye, the scenery in front of me suddenly changed, and a trace of horror could not help but appear in my eyes.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!!.
The cold and fierce killing sound that shook the sky and shattered the Nine Nethers was poured into Emperor Shitian's ears. That murderous aura, that killing power, was not just one person or hundreds of people, but the simultaneous cry of tens of millions, billions of creatures.
The sound of killing within oneself.
Emperor Shitian held the tiger soul that was connected to his own blood tightly in his hands. No matter how determined he was, he could not help but tremble violently at this moment. His expressions changed one after another, and his face was filled with a look of shock and disbelief.
In front of him is an ancient starry sky. He is standing in this ancient starry space, surrounded by countless tall figures. The boundless evil energy shakes the starry sky, and the infinite murderous energy breaks through the sky. The evil energy fills the entire starry sky, occupying half of the starry sky.
In a starry sky world, on countless Yanchens, there are great demons hundreds of feet tall. The demon saints step directly under their feet.
The brutal murderous aura burst out from their bodies, so powerful that the starry sky trembled, and countless stars fell. Countless strong demons who could shatter stars with just their breath were densely spread across the starry sky.
.I am afraid that the demon army formed by other demon kings and great demons is worth hundreds of millions.
Countless monster clans even showed their true bodies, or spread out huge wings on their bodies. They held sharp war blades in their hands. Their bodies were filled with an aura of indomitable ferocity.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!!"
The same voice of the heart, gathered together like a stream, roared out, which meant that the starry sky was shattered and the stars fell.
"Tsk tsk!!"
In front of the infinite demon army, there are countless demon gods that are densely packed like locusts. The demon energy emitted by these demon gods is not inferior to the demon clan at all. It fills the starry sky and is equal to the demon aura. It is really terrifying. These demon gods,
Each one has a huge demonic body hundreds of feet.
The long-term terrors are all kinds of strange and different, some have three heads and six arms, some have a huge scorpion tail trailing behind them, and so on. Each of them has the appearance of a demon, and they look more terrifying than the monsters. Of course, there are also manifestations.
It shows the appearance of a complete Tao body. Every breath emitted by such a demon can make the starry sky around him burst into pieces.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!!"
The monsters and demon gods in the starry sky had no words. Amidst the sounds of killing, they waved their war blades and rushed forward desperately. Billions of monsters and demon gods fell like rain, and pieces of blood rained on the battlefield.
.
In the starry sky, countless supernatural powers run through the past and present. Destroy the starry sky!!
Countless stars disappeared silently and silently.
The starry sky was shattered, the sun and moon were tilted, and the stars and rivers were turned upside down!!
Demon clan, move forward bravely. I am invincible. In the fight, demon blood is shed. There is unlimited pride in it. Even if you die, you will never retreat.
The demon god, with demonic energy flying across the sky, destroys the sky, holds the sun and moon in his palms, and drives the stars. Wherever he passes, everything is annihilated. The demonic power is as strong as the vast galaxy.
On the battlefield, every blow has the terrifying power to destroy Yan Chen.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!!"
The infinite demon race never looked back, rushing forward one after another. Their eyes were extremely determined, and they had the determination to die generously.
Between life and death, there is great terror!!
Emperor Shitian stood like this in this starry sky battlefield. Looking at this picture of black and yellow weeping blood composed by the blood of hundreds of millions of monsters, an indescribable emotion surged out of his chest.
gather.
In my mind, there is a strong urge to wield the tiger soul and fight side by side with the monsters. There is endless blood rolling crazily in the body, and the blood is excited. The tiger soul roars, it is eager to fight and the battlefield.
However, the battle in front of him has already exceeded the limit of his cultivation. Whether it is a demon or a monster, a casual blow can blow him into powder. If he is slightly involved in the battlefield, the aftermath of the battle is enough to kill him.
His entire monster body was torn to pieces and he was not even qualified to participate in the battle.
If you join, you will die!!
Between life and death, there is a terrifying and evenly matched battle. If you rush forward and fight, you are killing the enemy. The enemy can easily stab you to death with one finger. Is it valuable if you rush forward?
Stirred by the immense pride, boundless bloodiness, and willingness to die without regrets on the battlefield, Emperor Shitian's blood boiled and he could not control himself. But in his heart, he had the kind of rationality that fully understood the consequences of rushing forward to fight, and he
Let him forcefully suppress the thought of following the monster army to fight.
For a while, my heart was constantly wandering, struggling, and swinging from side to side.
The choice between life and death is the most difficult thing to make. What's more, this is a certain death situation.
When you rush to the battlefield, are you stupid, heroic, brave, or stupid?
"I will use my body to stop the devil. I will fall into the Nine Netherworlds and die without regrets!!"
"Use my blood to summon the common people, but my demon god's blood is black and yellow!!
"Sorrowful Heaven"
While Emperor Shitian was hesitating, wandering between passion and reason, bursts of tragic songs resounded through the sky, and countless demon gods fell into the starry sky, fighting hard. Some were just full of blood, and some were just full of courage. Even if they died,
No regrets. His blood is dark yellow.
"Ouch!!"
Listening to the tragic song, Emperor Shitian's whole body became extremely huge in vain, reaching a height of a hundred feet. He looked up to the sky and let out a tiger roar full of determination. The blood in his body was boiling, and the tiger's soul was roaring. The light in his eyes was changing. In the end, there was no difficulty.
The firmness of his words was reflected in his eyes.
"Bang bang bang!!"
Step by step, the stars pave the way under your feet, glowing with stars. The soul of a tiger crosses the sky.
Not to mention that Emperor Shitian was inexplicably sent to a starry sky battlefield and was surrounded by endless killings, but it was said that hundreds of thousands of monks from the human race were guided by the divine light on Beiming Island, and almost most of the monks did not.
Anyone who hesitated followed the guidance of the divine light and fell into the huge vortex.
Once inside, in just a blink of an eye, the scenery in front of them was completely reversed.
"ah!!"
"Puff puff!!"
In just an instant, there were large areas of shrill screams, and at the same time, along with the sound of the blade piercing the body, streaks of blood burst out, and blood spattered into the sky.
"Save me. Who will save me?"
"Knives, they are all knives. Pull me out quickly."
"master"
Countless chaotic shouts sounded one after another.
Young Master, be careful, they all come to my side. If you are right, you should be dressed as a Confucian scholar with the name of sword. Ding Cunren, holding a bixiao in his hand, with a trace of elegance in his eyes, standing in the void out of thin air.
, with a wave of Bixiao in his hand, several groups of green light immediately pulled the two girls not far away to his side.
These two girls, one was covered with a gauze, the other looked like a charming mountain girl with a strong youthful atmosphere. They were Qin Xin and Xiao Die.
"Third Uncle!!" Qin Xin nodded to the middle-aged scholar and glanced around with some surprise: "Is this the Sword Prison?"
"Well, that's right. When I was young, your third uncle and I also heard your grandfather talk about it." The middle-aged Confucian scholar, with a refined air, waved his long sleeves and glanced around, his eyes full of calmness. He said slowly: "
This Heavenly Demon Secret Realm is not simple. It is easy to enter but difficult to get out. Every time you enter, there are hundreds of thousands. It is possible to get out, but even a mere ten thousand is difficult to reach. Here, the Heavenly Demon Secret Realm is a complete killing situation.
I only remember your grandfather mentioned that there are several levels in the secret realm, all of which must be filled with life and flesh and blood. The most well-known among them is the Mountain of Swords and the Sea of Fire.
"A mountain of swords and a sea of fire?" Qin Xin's eyes narrowed slightly, and she stroked the guqin gently in her hand. Her expression had returned to its usual calmness, her face was as clear as ice, and her mind gradually became peaceful. This reflects her state of mind, which is by no means ordinary. She can perform in such a state.
You can regain your composure in a quick time. This kind of spirit needs to be cultivated.
How to raise?
Playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting can cultivate the mind and nature.
"The Mountain of Swords is the prison of swords." The middle-aged Confucian scholar described calmly: "This is not an ordinary prison of swords. It is not moving now. According to what I know, once it is moved, the sword energy of the sword prison will be everywhere.
, can cut thousands of creatures into tens of millions of pieces in an instant. Those who are truly cut into pieces by a thousand knives will never rise up if they fall here. What is even weirder is that the souls of the fallen creatures will turn into handles of poison in the prison of swords.
The Blood Demon Sword is very terrifying. Every time the monks come in, no less than 30% of them will perish in the Sword Prison."
"What, turning the soul into a bloodthirsty demon sword? It's so terrifying. Xiaodie followed him, pricking up his ears to listen. When he heard this, he couldn't help but let out a exclamation, and swept under him.
I saw, all around, bloody swords. On the blades, there were bursts of strange blood light. There was a bloodthirsty atmosphere in the blood light. All of these blood swords had their tips pointing upward. Fu Dan
If you fall down, you will be stabbed with countless holes on the spot. It will suck your blood and swallow your soul.
There are almost countless bloody knives. At a glance, there are such terrifying bloody knives almost everywhere. Looking at the location, it seems to be at the foot of a big mountain.
The river is a mountain of swords.
Countless blood knives piled up and tilted upward. They stood up to a height of no less than a thousand feet. It seemed like a sky-shattering demon knife composed of countless blood knives. The sky-shattering sword energy directly penetrated the world.
.Stand in front of all the monks. If you don’t pass through the Mountain of Knives, you won’t be able to see the way forward.
There are no shortcuts.
If you want to cross over, you must walk from this mountain of swords to see the mountain of swords. The sword energy is constantly raking. With countless sharp sounds of breaking through the air, you can feel that this mountain of swords is definitely not that easy to cross.
, OK, fill it with your life.
"This is the Sword Mountain in the Sword Prison. We are just at the foot of the Sword Mountain now. If we want to get over, we have to climb all the way up from here. But the higher this Sword Mountain is, the more powerful the sword energy is.
, it becomes even more terrifying. When we reach the top, the sword energy is strong enough to easily crush the Danjie monk. Therefore, when you pass the mountain of swords, there is another inch of sword mountain, and there is an inch of blood. Don't be careless."
The middle-aged Confucian scholar looked at Daoshan with a calm expression. He breathed out gently and said, "Besides, don't fly in the air on Daoshan."
"What will happen if it flies into the air?" Xiaodie asked curiously.
"I wonder why you just left after looking at it for yourself." The middle-aged Confucian scholar smiled lightly and motioned for them to look forward.
I saw that at this time, there were already a large number of monks standing at the foot of the mountain in the Sword Prison. Moreover, the number was increasing, and in the blink of an eye, there were as many as hundreds of thousands. Those who had fallen into countless bloody swords before were inserted out on the spot.
The monks with countless knife holes were all unaware of the situation in the secret realm. They fell on the blade all of a sudden and died in an extremely unjust way.
The miserable appearance of their corpses can still be seen. There are thousands of such corpses.
However, now some monks have stood firm. The subsequent monks can all help each other, so that no unlucky child will fall into the bloody knife again.
A large number of monks gathered at the foot of the mountain of swords, looking at the thousand-foot mountain of swords.
For a moment, they all hesitated to move forward. Obviously, they did not dare to act rashly.
But at this moment, a relatively handsome young monk, as if he wanted to show off in front of the other monks, shouted: "It's just a mountain of swords. I can fly over easily. Look at me.
Make a way for everyone
After that, with a wave of his hand, a spirit boat appeared in front of him, and he quickly rushed onto the spirit boat. Then, with an excited face, he drove the spirit boat into the sky. Xiang Yao directly stopped his sword, flew over the sky, and crossed the mountain of swords.
This move indeed attracted the attention of many monks.
Seeing that everyone's eyes were on him, Wang Ju was excited and wanted to show his face. He pushed the spirit boat to the limit and turned into a spiritual light, then rushed out.
I have to think about the big plot carefully and sort out my thoughts. It’s a bit slow to write random words. I’ll resume tomorrow (to be continued)