From the Royal Palace of the Desolate Clan, a transparent film of light quickly spread out, like a strong wind, blowing away everything.
Even the red clouds covering the sky were broken by this light film and converged backwards.
This is the guardian formation of the Desolate Clan. With this formation, it can withstand the pressure of the black-armored demon god.
The formation was shaking, blood clouds were surging, and the real battle had not yet begun, but the color of the world had changed.
Black-armored Demon God, he is there!
People saw a majestic man holding a spear and wearing heavy armor. He stood on the top of the blood cloud, like a god who dominated the world.
He is irresistible and invincible. Under his pressure, people feel chills running down their spines, as if those cold eyes are staring at everyone.
"It's so fast, we haven't planned what to do..."
Some of the human race were inclined to flee the mountains and swamps, but had not thought about how to leave. They didn't know how to feel at this time. They originally thought that they still had time to think about it, but they didn't expect that the black-armored demon god suddenly came like this.
Now, the entire Desolate Clan camp has been blocked by the Black-armored Demon God. No matter which direction they want to escape, there is a dead end. They can only bite the bullet and fight.
Facing the power of the devil and the suppression from the life level, most of the vitality in people's bodies has been suppressed. It seems that as long as they move, they will be killed immediately!
Even if you are in the wilderness formation, this feeling is unavoidable!
At this moment, thin and soft footsteps sounded from the palace. The heavy palace door automatically pushed open on both sides as Jiang Xiaorou approached. Then, Jiang Xiaorou, who was dressed in red and had black hair, emerged from the ancient hall.
Step by step as she walked out, the aura of ancient times lingered on her body.
Jiang Xiaorou held the bone staff in one hand, her back straight, and she walked out of the hall step by step, slowly but firmly.
"you……"
The black-armored demon's gaze was fixed on Jiang Xiaorou!
The surging pressure came, all pouring on Jiang Xiaorou!
The pressure of the Black-armored Demon God is so terrifying that ordinary young heroes will be shattered into a ball of flesh and blood just by being affected by the pressure.
Jiang Xiaorou, on the other hand, faced the gaze of the Black-armored Demon God head-on.
Jiang Xiaorou's strength is strong, but she is still far behind monsters like Yi Yun and the human emperor. Logically speaking, she cannot be so calm under the gaze of the black-armored demon god.
However, she was extremely calm. She wore a bright red dress, wide sleeves, and a long black tassel belt. On her face without any makeup, there were only two touches of bright red at the end of her eyes. She closed her eyes and opened them, bright.
His eyes are like stars, but also like a charming but cold and ruthless sky fox.
Ordinary warriors are suppressed by the Black-armored Demon God. This sense of oppression comes from the level of blood and life. However, Jiang Xiaorou has powerful blood from the Twelve Emperor Heavens flowing in her body. The support of her blood makes her calm and comfortable in front of the Black-armored Demon God.
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"good!"
The black-armored Demon God grinned and spat out ancient syllables that only a handful of emperors of the Desolate Tribe who knew the ancient language tens of millions of years ago could understand.
"I have locked onto you because of your bloodline. I originally wanted you to become my successor."
"You have such a bloodline and were born for fighting. It's a pity that you were born in this barren land and you are so weak now. But it doesn't matter. Your bloodline has great potential. It's nothing to waste twenty or thirty years. As long as you
Cut off the relationship with the entire humble race, and you will become the strongest fighting spirit under my command, killing all directions for me and conquering the Twelve Emperors!"
The words of the Black-armored Demon God echoed between heaven and earth. After the emperors of the Desolate Tribe understood these ancient languages, they were all stunned!
Become the descendant of the Black-armored Demon God!?
It turns out that the Black-armored Demon God originally targeted Jiang Xiaorou, not to kill her, but because he was interested in Jiang Xiaorou’s bloodline and wanted Jiang Xiaorou to become his successor!
This... is so shocking!
Many people looked at Jiang Xiaorou. Regardless of the Desolate race or the Human race, to the Black-armored Demon God, they were all as humble as ants, but Jiang Xiaorou was able to make the Black-armored Demon God take him so seriously.
"Choose, follow me, I will give you powerful power, but... in order to show your sincerity, I want you to join me and kill the two humble races here. If you agree, you will become the strongest fighting spirit. No.
Agree, I will destroy you!"
The black-armored demon said in a ferocious tone. Because Yi Yun had angered him, he wanted to kill Jiang Xiaorou when he first came to the deep mountains and swamps.
But now, seeing Jiang Xiaorou face his own pressure, with such a powerful bloodline, it made his originally chaotic and crazy soul calm down again, and he felt that it would be a pity to destroy Jiang Xiaorou.
Facing the Black-armored Demon God, although Jiang Xiaorou did not understand these ancient languages, the Holy Spirit had already conveyed the meaning to her.
She glanced at everyone with her eyes. Suddenly, she raised her head to look at the sky, and raised the bone staff in her hand.
Woo!
The wind rises from the plains!
A sudden strong wind suddenly blew by. Although the pressure on people did not lessen, they seemed to feel that the ground under their feet became thicker. Although the pressure was strong, they were still able to stand firmly.
This is……
People looked at Jiang Xiaorou and saw a huge silhouette of a sky fox emerging behind Jiang Xiaorou!
This sky fox's eyes project to the sky and the earth, and every hair is as big as a small tree. It has six tails, waving and burning like divine fire reaching the sky.
Holy Spirit!
It's the Holy Spirit!
When the soldiers of the Desolate Tribe saw Tianhu appear, their fighting spirit boiled for a moment. Most of their original fear and frustration when facing the black-armored demon god were instantly dissipated.
The Holy Spirit was with them, and that violent wind just now was the Holy Spirit’s action!
The Holy Spirit of the Desolate Tribe has been injured so badly that it cannot even appear in its true form. It can only descend on Jiang Xiaorou and use Jiang Xiaorou's body to exert its fighting power!
Only Jiang Xiaorou's bloodline can allow the Holy Spirit to exert its power to its fullest.
Jiang Xiaorou held the bone staff and pointed it directly at the Black-armored Demon God. The tip of the bone staff was filled with cold light.
At this moment, Jiang Xiaorou was empowered by the Holy Spirit. Her strength and aura were increasing infinitely, like a towering mountain with an invisible top. Although she could not compete with the black-armored demon god, she could still withstand the large cloud of blood.
He held up the sky for the young geniuses of the Desolate and Human races!
This power...
When people looked at Jiang Xiaorou, they were all frightened, even though they knew it was the power of the Holy Spirit.
But probably except for Jiang Xiaorou, none of them could bear the coming of the Holy Spirit.
This is a terrible girl. If she can survive this disaster, her future may be limitless.
"Hahahahaha!" The Black-armored Demon God suddenly laughed wildly, and he swung his spear suddenly, and the vitality of the world and the earth in a radius of thousands of miles began to flow crazily because of his swing of the spear.
"It seems that this is your answer. You rejected me, okay! Do you think that just a little demon fox from the ruins can fight against me? The little fox who grew up in this abandoned world, Tianjie
I’ve only crossed it twice, and in my eyes, it’s not even qualified to be a mount!”
boom!
At this time, blood clouds rolled in the sky.
The black-armored demon looked at Jiang Xiaorou with a sinister smile on his lips!
"I will kill you right now. Although it is a pity, drinking your blood can heal most of my injuries!"