Chapter 33 Return to Homeland

"Roar!----"

Just as the crowd went to the Sword Pavilion, in the Far West, the dense Pangu warriors suddenly let out a long roar, shook their long hair, and walked to the caves they came one by one.

"You..."

An ancient human was in front of him and tried to communicate with the Pangu warrior. However, the Pangu warrior seemed not to have seen it. His eyes looked at the front, shook his body, and then crossed the ancient man, quickly retreated to the huge black hole exposed at the ground collapse, and a wave of waves poured into it...< /P>

The sky and the earth suddenly calmed down. In the sky, the three supremes and Dugu were unharmed. Ximen stopped in the north. Everyone's eyes were focused on these Pangu warriors who were born when the nine demon gods stepped into ancient times, and then they rushed back at the Pangu warriors below like a tide. Maybe they paid too much attention to the war, or maybe too many people gathered in the Far West drowned the Pangu people in it. For a while, everyone was immersed in the joy of victory.

"Rumble!----"

The earth shook at the feet of the Pangu people. In the blink of an eye, Pangu warriors, who were obviously five feet taller than the ordinary Taigu people, returned to the deep underground cave like a tide.

The Supreme body of the White Tiger took a step and took it back. Below, some Taigu people suddenly blocked the entrance of the cave leading to the depths of the ground, preventing the last Pangu people on the ground from entering the ground. Dugu Wusui and Ximen looked down in the north, and the people who blocked the Pangu warriors looked very excited. Some ancient masters opened their arms, their faces flushed, and kept saying something to the Pangu warriors on the ground, probably to prevent them from entering the ground and asking them to stay on the ground.

However, opposite them, tens of thousands of Pangu warriors left on the ground stood on the ground like cranes. Don't say anything. For the ancient masters who prevented them from entering the underground, the Pangu warriors did not push them away, so they stood on the ground motionless. It seems that I can't hear what they are saying at all.

"Let them go!" The supreme voice of the white tiger came from the void, but the content of the voice surprised everyone. Even the loneliness and the west gate looked at the supreme white tiger in surprise - for today's Taigu, the Pangu people are obviously a strong help!

If they hadn't taken the initiative to walk out of the ground this time, almost no one would have known that there was such a group of extremely powerful and special existences in ancient times. The first battle of gods and demons. If the Pangu people join, the situation will change a lot. If they are allowed to come back to the place where they came from, the next time, I don't know when they will appear.

Below, his eyes turned to the void and focused on the Supreme White Tiger. The earth suddenly fell silent. Although it is very puzzled about the order of the White Tiger Supreme, for a long time, the Supreme has formed a majesty in Taikoo, making people subconsciously disperse.

"Rumble!----"

As soon as the ancient master who blocked the mouth of the cave was scattered, the tall Pangu people began to step underground again...

Looking down, Pangu warriors who poured into the collapsed cave like a shuttle and gradually disappeared into the ground. The White Tiger Supreme shook his head and sighed, "I finally understand why Brother Xuanyuan called these people the Pangu people?"

It was the first time for Dugu and Ximen Yibei to hear the life of this powerful race, with a listening look on their faces.

Xuanwu Supreme's eyebrows moved. He looked at the White Tiger Supreme with a little surprise: "Do you know?"

"Panzi, on the boat and under the dish, the boat is the boat, and the dish is the vessel to hold water. If there is no water, the boating is powerless - have you noticed the eyes of the Pangu people?

Everyone showed a thoughtful look when they heard the words. Before they could answer, the White Tiger Supreme said, "Although the Pangu warriors are bright-eyed. The eyes are full of surging breath of life. However, they are unconscious.

Boom! Dugu and Ximen shook their minds. The subconscious echoed the expression of the Pangu people. Sure enough, except for the roar when dealing with the Jiuyou Demon God, the Pangu people did not say a word at all. From beginning to end, the Pangu people seemed to appear to deal with the nine demon gods, and the others ignored them. As soon as the nine demon gods died, they returned to the ground like a tide.

"The word is like a dry river. If the river is dry, the boat will sink... I'm afraid that they have been set at the beginning of their birth and will never leave the ancient times. Brother Xuanyuan, what Pangu said, means that they will always be in Taikoo, and it is impossible to cross Taikoo and enter other planes to fight!" Thinking of Xuanyuan's turning thoughts, he gave this name to the Pangu people, and his quick thinking is enough.

On one side, Xuanwu Supreme lowered his head and showed a thoughtful look on his rough face. If I were too ancient, it would be impossible for me to be unconscious. In Taikoo, whether it is the Qinglong warrior, the guardian clan or the witch clan, they all have normal human thinking. And the Pangu people are generally unconscious... It seems that there are only four sacred beasts in the whole Taigu...

"Maybe this is another creation of the law of balance..." Xuanwu Supreme only said half a sentence, but did not go on. Beside him, the white tiger and the rosefinch's shoulders shook slightly, and they felt a little in their hearts.

The four supremes are closely related to the holy beast. The four sacred beasts of Qinglong, white tiger, rosefinch and Xuanwu are the products of the law of balance. The four elephant array embodies the power of local balance. After a long period of integration with the holy beast, the three holy beasts have some mysterious feelings about the balance law that supports the whole universe in the dark.

"Let's go back to the sword domain first. This time, the fourteenth Lord God was not hurt. The nine stars have joined the beads. When the surface in place begins to become unstable, it is the time for the fourteenth main god to lead the army of the demon world to attack again. It seemed that he didn't want to do more entanglement on this issue, and the White Tiger Supreme turned around.

Everyone nodded and quickly swept to the sword field. In the Far West, the dense ancient people also began to return to their respective places of practice after the disappearance of the four supremes: the holy beast guardian warriors returned to their respective spaces, and the prisoners and the army of the gods also returned to the North Sea. The originally crowded land soon became empty again...

When he arrived at the sword field, the three supremes returned to the Holy Mountain to heal the wounds. After the three supremes disappeared on the top of the Holy Mountain, Dugu and Ximen climbed to the Sword Pavilion in the north. On the top of the mountain, the saint and the ancient witch have already stood by the cliff and waited for the marquis.

"Siemen, lonely, you are back!" The ancient witch and the saint took a step forward. Excited. Facing the powerful melee between the fourteenth Lord God and the Nine Demon Gods

"Lord Saint, Lord Wu!" After a long practice, they climbed to the top of the Sword Pavilion again, and both of them had a feeling of separation. Looking at the towering Sword Pavilion, both of them had a familiar and strange feeling.

"It's good to come back... It's good to come back."

Next to the Sword Pavilion, Fengyun Wuji resumed his sitting posture, after the end of the battle. Then he returned to the Sword Pavilion and sat down cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, which seemed to have become a habit.

After the greeting, Dugu and Ximen's eyes naturally focused on Feng Yun Wuji. As soon as the two returned, they met the fourteenth god when they entered Taigu, and they had no chance to communicate with Fengyun Wuji at all.

In the war. I have already felt that Fengyun Wuji's situation is different. At this time, when he was free, Dugu couldn't help frowning tightly: "Wuji is..."

The ancient witch's eyes were also on Fengyun Wuji. He sighed and said, "It's a long story. Let's go to the Sword Pavilion first..."

Loneliness and Ximen's complicated eyes were taken back from Fengyun Wuji, following the ancient witch and the saint. Step into the sword pavilion.

"Squeak!

The thick door of the sword pavilion opened, and the moment the huge wooden door opened, in the sword pavilion, next to the wooden square table. A bend over red reflected in the eyes.

"Princess Phoenix?!!" Lonely and unharmed, he said in surprise. Although Ximen Yibei did not open his mouth, the vibration in his eyes fully showed his shock.

Princess Fengfei, lonely and unharmed, and Ximen Yibei have all met. Ximen Yibei even saved the phoenix concubine from the hands of the Tianmo clan. In the impression of the two, the Fengfei's personality is extremely arrogant, and there is a little coldness in the arrogance. I often haven't opened my mouth yet. It gives people the feeling of rejecting people thousands of miles away.

But at this moment, Concubine Feng is like a hostess. There is a taw-brown exquisite tea tray in the left hand, and the slender white right hand holds the curved handle of the teapot and pours fragrant tea into the four small white porcelain tea cups on the table. The curling fragrance of tea filled the Sword Pavilion. After smelling it alone, I smelled that this was the Tieguanyin that Fengyun Wuji drank the most.

"Concubine Feng has met the predecessor Dugu, Brother Ximen!" Fengfei put the teapot back into the tea tray, turned around and saluted the lonely and unharmed Ximen Yibei.

"I dare not have Your Highness Princess Lao," Dugu said in a hurry.

"Fengfei is not a princess. Elder Dugu, please don't call her Princess Fengfei in the future," Fengfei said, and then turned her head to Ximen Yibei: "The lava field, thank you, Brother Ximen for saving your life. Fengfei has never had a chance to thank your brother..."

"I dare not! "..." Ximen Yibei hurriedly said, but his face was a little cramped. Obviously, there were some changes in the position of Concubine Feng here that he did not understand. At least, as the identity of Concubine Feng, she would never call herself her brother before. Moreover, the most prompous thing for Ximen is that he is not good at communicating with people, especially women.

"Senior Saint, senior ancient witch, Concubine Feng went out first," Concubine Feng said, lowered her head, passed by the four people, passed through the gate of the Sword Pavilion, held the tea plate, and went to the cliff.

In the moment when he passed by, Dugu moved in his sadness. At that moment, in Fengfei's face, he saw a kind of emotion called sadness.

Looking back, the two looked at Fengfei leaning down and skillfully put down a white porcelain teapot in front of Fengyun Wuji. After injecting the fragrant tea, they put down the brown smooth teapot, held their slender knees, sat down beside Fengyun Wuji, accompanied him silently, and watched quietly. In the distance, the black and bright green silk danced wantonly in the wind roaring at the top of the cliff. Somehow, Dugu felt that the fiery red figure was so lonely in the wind.

In a flash, Dugu seemed to understand something.

"Oh," sighed in the depths of his heart, Dugu walked unharmed to the square table at the head of the Sword Pavilion. The four sat down in front of the square table, and the atmosphere was a little silent.

The turbid and old eyes glanced at the phoenix concubine and Wuji on the cliff, and the ancient witch said, "Since you left, a lot of things have happened..."

It's been a long time. The ancient witch told the story of what happened to Taigu and Wuji. Then, there was a long period of loneliness.

Dugu lowered his head and said firmly, "When we left Taigu, we always believed in it. Wuji will definitely be fine... It's just that whether Wuji survives or not, we can't stay in Taiji anymore. At first, we could still help Wuji, but later, Wuji's pace was getting faster and faster, and it was difficult for us to keep up with him. Later, we had become a burden for him! ..."

That's it. Dugu's face showed a feeling: "This time, Wuji's consciousness was turned into hundreds of millions of copies and put into countless planes. Let me and Ximen guard him and guard the Sword Pavilion!"

The ancient witch and the saint nodded, the return of the lonely and harmless saint, whether for Taigu or Jiange. It's all exciting news.

At this moment, Ximen, who had rarely opened his mouth, suddenly spoke and frowned. Ximen Yibei wondered, "What about the late injury? Why don't you see the late injury?

"Chi Wound has been in charge of the temple. Not long ago, the three supremes led a large number of descendants into the demon world, and Chi Wound and your disciple Simon Huanran also entered the demon world together. The Supreme is back. The late injury and rejuvenation should be back soon," the saint laughed.

"Dad!----"

As he spoke, there was a sound of footsteps outside the sword pavilion from far to near, and Dugu listened to him unharmedly. I only felt that the footsteps were a little floating, and it seemed that the blood was extremely weak.

Ximen Yibei only felt the sword gas trembling in his body, and a familiar feeling surged into his heart. As soon as he brushed his sleeves, Huo stood up: "It's a look!"

On the left side of the Sword Pavilion, a figure staggered up the cliff.

When Ximen Huanran held an iron sword and appeared in front of the gate of the Sword Pavilion. Everyone was shocked. At this moment, Ximen's hair is messy. His eyes were blank, and he leaned sideways. To everyone, his lips kept squirming, making vague whispers.

"Rejuvenated..." He shouted alone and stood up from the square table: "What's wrong? What's going on?"

A feeling of uneasiness spread among the crowd. The saint raised his robe, stood up from the square table, and said, "Rejuvenated, late injury? ...Isn't he with you?"

Ximen looked like he didn't hear it. He still leaned against the crowd and stood in front of the gate, with his lips closed one by one, making a vague whisper.

Looking at Ximen's radiant appearance, a trace of pity and guilt rose from Ximen's heart. This is his only disciple. He is a qualified disciple, but he is not a qualified master. Except for passing on the martial arts to him, he has never taught him a day's kung fu. Everything depends on his own practice. I have never cared about him. It's not that I don't want to, but that I can't--it's determined by my nature.

The next step of the foot, the west gate shook its body to the north, turned into a white shadow flowing through the gate of the sword pavilion, appeared in front of the west gate Huanran, and supported the west gate's arms.

"Rejuvenation..."

Ximen Yibei's voice finally lost his mind. Ximen Huanran reacted a little and trembled. Ximen Huanran turned his face. When Ximen Yibei's familiar and kind face reflected into his pupils, Ximen finally had some vitality in his empty eyes. Looking at Ximen Huanran's face for a long time, as if it was as far and near, Ximen Huanran's nose was sore, and finally he couldn't help crying: "Master! ..."

"Bun!

When his knees were soft, Ximen knelt on the ground as if he had no bones. His arms swayed softly, and the long sword in his hand had already fallen into the dust.

"Master, senior ancient witch..., I'm sorry for you..."

Buzz, everyone's ears roared, and the lonely look changed. They took a step forward, bent down, and tried to help Ximen Huanran up: "Xingran, get up first, what's the matter? ...Isn't the delay with you?"

"Dead, late injury... dead! ..."

"Ah!!----"

Everyone stood up, feeling like being hit by lightning all over the body. The delay was injured to death... This news is no less than a bolt from the blue for everyone!

"How is it possible? ...How is that possible? Didn't I pass on his Tai Chi Kendo? ...How is it possible?"

"Slow injury... Late injury, in order to save the White Tiger Supreme, he was killed by the fourteenth Lord God..." Ximen said the matter intermittently. In his eyes, he just kept crying, but he did not cry. Both palms collapsed tightly, and the knuckles turned white because of too much force.

Ximen Huanran is a person who is not very good at words, and he is not very clear. But enough people understand the story of the late death.

The delayed injury organization is in the demon world

The saint and the ancient witch's clothes trembled, and their lips were opened and closed, but their chests seemed to be pressed on a big stone. I can't make a sound.

The saint's eyes flashed over Simon's master and apprentice and fell on Fengyun Wuji, who was sitting in a retreat. Wuji, if you know the news of the death of the late injury...

Almost at the same time, the ancient witch's eyes also fell on the sitting still in front of the Sword Pavilion. The biggest blow to this news should be Wuji, but he doesn't know it yet.

If the action is something else, the delay may still have a glimmer of life. But it was the fourteenth Lord God who took action, and this news cut off the last hope in everyone's hearts.

In the Sword Pavilion, there was a dead silence, and the joy of the return of Ximen and Dugu disappeared under the impact of late injury and death...

It is not far away from the Holy Mountain. The White Tiger Supreme sighed leisurely, and the dialogue in the opposite sword pavilion was like in the ear for the Supreme. The dead silence can also be felt by the three supremes.

"It's not your fault, you don't need to blame yourself," in the dark. The supreme comforting voice of Xuanwu came.

"This is a war, and there will always be sacrifices in the war..." This is the voice of the rosefinch.

White Tiger Supreme sighed and sighed, "I know what you said. But...hey..."

There is silence in the dark chamber, and the supreme feeling of the white tiger can be experienced by both rosefinch and Xuanwu. As the supreme, he should have been to protect the ancient people, but in the end, he could not keep guarding the people, and he had to rely on an ancient man to save himself.

For a while. All three of them were in a trance. Everyone has their own thoughts...

Northwest Demon World.

Thick clouds are dense, and the sky and the earth are full of the breath of a storm before it comes. The fourteenth Lord God stood on the high altar. Under him, there are nine demon gods kneeling on the ground, and the ancient demon gods who are more than a hundred feet tall and have different strengths.

The dark golden eyes of the fourteenth main god turned, and the cold eyes slowly swept across the whole earth and moved to the vast horizon. Under the underground line, there were still boundless nine demon gods and ancient demon gods.

Further away, demons below the demon god level to demons at the level of Heavenly God are lined up farther away. All the demons did not dare to come out, scattered on the vast land of the northwest demon world, kneeling to the fourteenth main god with the momentum of worship. Bless the earth, the demon world is quiet.

His eyes moved away from the hundreds of millions of demons kneeling on the ground, and the eyes of the fourteenth Lord God moved to the sky. In the dark clouds, where other demons could not see, a pair of looming golden eyes floated above the void.

"li!

A shrill came out of the sky, rising from the northwest demon world and inserting it straight into the sky.

Bang!

In the endless distance, a pair of eyes standing above all sentient beings suddenly opened, and the pressure belonging to the Lord God enveloped the earth. The demons whispered, and their bodies were pressed lower. From the golden eyes hanging high above their heads, the demons felt a pressure from the soul ruler - that was the breath of the Lord of the Soul!

"Boom!

Between the golden eyes, a fine and tortuous golden lightning fell from the distant green underworld and hit the fourteenth main god on the Jiuyuan altar. The demons only felt that a golden light burst out in the direction of the Jiuyou altar, and then the fourteenth main god disappeared...

Time source.

After a golden lightning, the body of the fourteenth Lord God was revealed in the nothingness of the dark abyss. Above the abyss, twelve huge shadows stand on the abyss. Compared with these huge main god projections, the fourteenth main god is as tall as the ants standing at the feet of human beings.

"Boom!----"

"Rumble!----"

A huge muffled sound passed from the virtual shadow on the left to the virtual shadow of the main god on the far right. After a long time, a pair of cold and ruthless eyes opened, condescending and betting on the body of the fourteenth main god. Although the breath of the fourteenth Lord God is strong, it is still weak compared with the shadow of these Lord Gods.

"Roar!--"

Facing the twelve dark gods. The fourteenth Lord God roared with dissatisfaction. The reflections cast by the virtual shadows of the ten gods are intertwined in the void, just covering the fourteenth god.

After the roar of the fourteenth Lord God, there was a silence for a long time. Starting from the main god on the left, powerful waves of consciousness communicate back and forth above the abyss.

Finally, only the virtual shadow of the third main god in the left head communicated with the fourteenth main god with consciousness, and the other main gods watched silently. A soul master, a balanced fourteenth god who has not yet established his own country, negotiated a new deal in this void.

After a long time, the fourteenth Lord seemed to have received a satisfactory answer and nodded to the Lord of the Soul. In the void, the consciousness waves of the last two exchanges also stopped abruptly. Thunderbolt! thream

Another lightning bombarded on the fourteenth Lord God. At the next moment, the fourteenth Lord God disappeared in the source of time and space, and reappeared above the Jiuyuan altar in the blink of an eye.

Around the Jiuyuan altar. The dark-pressed Jiuyou Demon God and the Ancient Demon God were still kneeling on the ground and motionless. The fourteenth Lord God swept the earth, and then looked up at the air, as if he was waiting for something...

At the same time, in a groundwater prison used to imprison the ancient people in the west of the demon world. In the black, rotten sewage, there is a corpse in armor, and a long halberd will slit their chests. With this body sinking and floating. The corpses in the water prison are not of the human race, but of demons. In the dark and wet underground prison, the bodies of the demons piled up in the walls and corners, in the middle passage. Only a few scattered demon corpses are drifting. In the air, there is still a peculiar smell of the blood of demons - there has just been a killing here!

"Wow!

The sound of large splashing water echoed in the underground water prison. Between the dark and narrow water prisons, the black robe was torn, revealing a ferocious demon body, nails, earth scales, and deep body hair. Pop up the bones of the back and joints everywhere. And a long, sharp tail cone. These still remain in the form of battle. It is the water dungeon people in the demon world who are separated from Taixuan and the Legion of Destruction.

These bodies have mutated in the water dungeons in the world of Demon, wading in the black water without knees, and a few feet above their heads, there are thick rock layers.

"Wow!" In the sound of water, a large number of people in the magic world kept moving forward. In the front, Bailiuxi seemed a little excited.

I don't know how long it took and how many turns. When Bailiuxi pushed open a wall, in front of these people in the water dungeons in the demon world, there was a ten-foot-square quiet room. In the quiet room, an old man with all his silver hair looked back and stared at them.

"Bun!

The long knife in his hand fell to the ground. Bailixi and the dense soldiers behind him faced the silver-haired old man and knelt down on one knee to salute. Bailixi raised his head and shouted, "Senior Sword! ----"

This old man with silver hair and silver beard, covered in a worn robe, is the founder of the sword body method, the predecessor of the sword.

"What are you doing? ..." In the face of a large number of water prison people who suddenly appeared in front of him, Jian couldn't help but be shocked.

"Senior Jian, are we here to say goodbye to you?" Bailiuxi lowered his head and said.

"Son' goodbye?"

"Yes, Mr. Sword, in a short time, we will return to the kingdom of the Lord of Souls!"

"Wow! With a swing of the long sleeves, the senior sword stood up flat from the ground and stared at the aquarium people: "Get up quickly. What are you doing? Also, what does it mean to return to the kingdom of the Lord of Souls? Bai Lixi smiled bitterly, raised his head, looked at Elder Jian and said, "Senior Jian, can't you see it? We have already been dead!"

"...is it you? Bailixi?!!! What the hell is going on?" The senior sword seemed very confused. The sword has been guarding the water prison of the demon world, trying to let some people survive as his own responsibility. But I don't care about or understand what happened in the demon world.

Bailixi straightened out his thoughts, and then told the whole thing to the predecessor of Jian.

It turned out that when the soul of the nine stars appeared. A large number of human souls passed through the kingdom of the soul master, came to the demon world, and were reborn with the help of the dead bones left in the demon world. This kind of thing. It was mysterious. Everyone only thought that it was the nine-star shadow of the Lord of the soul. The country was chaotic, which led to everyone's escape. This idea has not changed until recently. It turns out that all this is arranged by the Lord of the Soul. The purpose is to intensify the conquest and killing of the demon world through this large number of people in the water dungeon of the demon world, so as to provide more killing power and promote Jiuyou. The fourteenth god, who silently absorbed the atmosphere of killing in the demon world, broke out in advance.

At the same time, the souls of the demons killed under the mass killing of the demon world will also enter the kingdom of the soul lord, providing them with a continuous source of divine power!

"Death cannot be changed. Even if it is a resurrection, it is only temporary." Bailixi said, "Originally, we planned to wait for the return of the fifth supreme demon world, then fight in the demon world, and then return to the kingdom of the Lord of the Soul. In this way, even if it is used by the Lord of the Soul, it will not be in vain. But. Unexpectedly, we didn't wait any time. The kingdom of the Lord of Souls still controls a trace of our soul, and now it is calling us back to its kingdom with our remaining souls.

"Sword, get out of here quickly. Now there is no one for you to guard. The people who entered the demon world at the beginning. The dead that has long been dead, the dead, and the rest of the land have also been corrupted by the breath of the demon world to ours, and they have died as early as the war of the demon world. Go ahead, Elder Jian, get out of here. The fourteenth Lord God will soon carry out a cleaning of the demon world. If I find you here, I want to go again. I can't leave."

"But what about you? ..."

"Let's go, senior,... The water prison is empty, and there is no one you can save in the demon world! ...The three supremes have woken up. The ancient people need you. Go back to the ancients!"

In the demon world, the golden eyes of the soul master hanging high in the sky suddenly turned to the west of the demon world, all the areas of the aquarium people.

"Boom!

With a loud noise, a huge vortex-shaped black gap appeared over the water prison of the Western demon world, and the other side of the gap seemed to lead to the endless underworld. From afar, a ghostly cry could be faintly heard.

In the water prison, Bai Liuxi and others looked up and seemed to notice the change of the sky and the earth, and their faces changed wildly, but they soon calmed down and took a deep breath. Bai Liuxi said in a loud voice, "Senior, the magic world water prison has no intention to repay you for your kindness. Please wait for me three times!"

"Senior, please wait for me!" With a clatter, all the people in the demon world knelt in the dirty black water, did not hesitate to worship the dirty black water at all, and worshipped three times!

"What are you doing?" The senior sword's face changed greatly. He took a step forward and did not shy away with his hands. He directly held Bailiuxi's dirty arms and wanted to help him up.

However, at the foot of Bailiuxi, it seems to have taken root: "First of all, the dead people in the demon world!"

"Bun! The water splashed the waves, and in the corridor, the dense high-spirited man lowered his arrogant head and bowed deeply to the senior sword.

"Second worship, the mutants who have died in the demon world!" Soul! ..." Lightning thunder, rolling dark clouds gathered from all sides. In the gap, there was a great suction. At the entrance of the water prison, a burst of wind blew, and the dense people of the water prison in the Ma Di world did not even make a scream, but decomposed in the wind, and the flesh and blood turned into ashes and melted into the wind and floated away in the water prison...

"Wow! After three knocks, Huo, a famous water dungeon in the demon world, stood up from the sewage: "Senior! Please tell the Supreme that we didn't humiliate Taigu!"

"li!----"

In a shrill sound, the water dungeon people in the demon world raised their heads. Their eyes seemed to penetrate the barrier of the water dungeon and saw the kingdom reopened by the Lord of Soul in the sky.

"Lord of the soul, even if it is death, we will never give in to you! ... In the country of death, you will never have peace!"

"War, war, war!" ----"

In a roar, within the corridor, the dense water dungeon people in the demon world turned into a handful of flying ash and flew in the corridor. In the ashes, the unyielding souls flew towards the kingdom of the soul lord under the traction of the black gap in the sky!

In just one breath, all the dense people in the demon world disappeared. The sword closed its eyes, and the right hand still maintained the outstretched posture. The thin five fingers trembled slightly in the void, as if they wanted to catch something. However, in the corridor, there was nothing but the flying ashes.

The skirt of the sword trembled, and the corners of the eyes were covered with wrinkles. Two rows of turbid tears slid down, and a few traces of water mist splashed in the falling black water.

In an instant, countless scenes of the past appeared in front of me one by one...

At the end of the first battle between gods and demons, the demon world, the blood clan, and the three messengers of heaven gathered in ancient times. Just in front of the portal of the demon world, the ancient people signed the humiliating Taikoo Agreement. And Jian was one of the witnesses to the signing of the Agreement. The number became the first batch of victims of the Agreement. Under the sent delivery of countless clans, they stepped through the portal of the demon world... On that day, the whole Taigu was sad, but no one cried. All the Taigu people silently sent these clans to the portal and watched them disappear into the portal... Everyone had blood in their hearts. That moment was the most humiliating moment in the history of Taigu. At that moment, countless people lowered their heads, their nails were deeply pinched into the flesh and blood, and their knuckles turned white, but they didn't feel it.

Most of the first people who stepped into the demon world were of low-powers, no one complained, and all of them were voluntary, including swords.

Since then, batches of ancient people have stepped into the demon world and imprisoned in the dark and wet water prison of the demon world. Every day, the demons of the demon world will extract their power to limit the power of all the ancient people until they die!

For a long time after that, batches of ancient people stepped into the demon world and never returned...

And the sword witnessed the death of groups of people in the water prison of the demon world. Despite his best efforts, he can't change this fate... Now, tens of millions of years have passed, and the water prison of the demon world is empty. The people who crossed the portal of the demon world together in the past have all become the past...

"Ah! ..." Jian took a deep breath, raised his head, and burst into tears: "...Walk all the way..." With heavy feelings, he came out of the water prison that had been under the ground for thousands of years. Through the dark and round corridor, the body of the sword finally appeared on the ground outside the water prison. Along the way, the sword seemed to exhaust the strength of the whole body. Along the way, the sword saw the dense corpses of the aquarium people. Their flesh and blood have already turned into ashes, leaving only a pair of black and dead bones that have recovered the original, still standing firmly on the ground, standing still standing still. Their heads looked up to the sky, like roaring and roaring in anger to express the unyielding of the soul.

"Wow!

The cold wind rustling, standing on this dark demon world, the sword suddenly felt a little cold.

"Senior Jian, where are we going now?" After the sword, 20 or 30 people who still maintained their human form stood, one of them said.

"We... can go back to the ancient! ..." Looking at the vast world, the sword let out a leisurely sigh from the depths of his heart, and a feeling of confusion and emptiness surged into his heart...

A few days later, the sword took all the people who survived in the water prison of the demon world and returned to the ancient...