Chapter 117 kicks off again

Endless pain wrapped the whole of Jun Lintian. The feeling that the soul was torn apart hit Jun Lintian's nerves in waves. His handsome face was completely distorted because of unbearable pain. The power of darkness turned into a burning flame rising on the surface of Jun Lintian's body, a strong so-called darkness. The breath enveloped this world.

Roar!

In the void, you can hear a dull and powerful roar from time to time. In the horrible roar, there is endless pressure. Even the powerful jihad-level strongman feels extremely hard in the face of this unimaginable pressure.

The dark shadow standing in the void, almost covering half of the sky. In the empty eyes, there was a pure darkness, a demonic breath emanating from this dark shadow. At this moment, in the body of the king's body, in the spine, a huge abyss of wilderness split at a speed visible to the naked eye and formed However, due to the third abyss forcibly opened by external forces, it is extremely unstable at this moment. In the dark abyss, ferocious cracks continue to extend, and the whole abyss of wilderness shows faint signs of collapsing.

Jun Lintian is like a source of darkness. With him as the center, the void becomes darker and darker, and in the illusory sky, a magnificent river flows slowly, emitting a breath of fate.

The mysterious man stood still and looked at the huge river of fate floating in the sky. He had the intention to subdue it, but the afterglow in the corner of his eyes saw the extremely huge dark figure standing between heaven and earth and in front of him. In the face of this power projection, even with his demigod There is still nothing we can do about it.

The pale face showed a solemn look, but at this time, the distant void and violent space fluctuations came, and the people of the holy land came out of the black hole one after another.

Countless people in black robes kept chanting ancient spells that they could not understand, and the huge prohibition of imprisoning the Dragon Vein of the Twelve Weeks was also forcibly moved here by the strong men of the Holy Land of Yantian. The elders, the elders, the saints and many high-level officials of the Yantian Holy Land came out of the black hole, and countless strong people looked at them. The quiet river of fate in the sky.

Then, an old gaze looked at the mysterious man, which was the eyes of the elder.

The prohibition of imprisoning the twelve-week dragon vein shuttled out of the black hole little by little. With the passage of time, the huge body like a floating continent was finally completely displayed in front of everyone. A huge floating continent, covering the sky and the sun, corresponding to the incomparable huge dark projection.

The huge floating continent faintly emits an extremely horrible dragon power, which is the twelve-week dragon vein that has been imprisoned in it for countless years. At this moment, these twelve-week dragon veins feel the breath of the first dragon vein and the dragon vein of fate, and they are struggling one after another, but no matter what their former power was. Huge, now in the imprisonment, there is no way to resist.

In the end, there can only be angry dragons floating between heaven and earth.

Countless figures are floating in mid-air. They seem to be relying on the huge floating continent, as if they are holding some prohibition. A heavy atmosphere enveloped this chaotic world.

At this moment, Jun Lintian still suffered unimaginable pain. He roared loudly, but no matter how much he tried his strength to vent, the feeling of pain penetrated into his soul, and it could not be erased at all.

The elders and other senior officials of the Yantian Holy Land found the mysterious man's figure. The next moment, several figures appeared in front of the mysterious man. These are the sky-level strong men of the Yantian Holy Land. However, when these powerful people stood on this pale face and exuded a strong bloody smell. When they were in front of the mysterious man, these people put away their usual arrogance and defiance. At this moment, the crowd bowed slightly and shouted respectfully, "I have seen the Holy Lord!"

The identity of the mysterious man was eaten everywhere by everyone, and the young man who entered the bloody red sarcophagus failed because of hitting the divine throne and reached the end of his life. Now when he appears in the world again, he has become extremely strange, and the extremely strong bloody smell on his body can't be defeated. Erase it.

Looking at the senior officials of these holy places, he felt everyone's cultivation. Finally, his eyes fell on the saints, and the mysterious man frowned slightly.

"Sky level, not bad, but... what in your heart can't be opened?"

"Holy Lord, because of a battle!"

After hearing this, the mysterious man looked at the king Lintian shrouded in the dark. He seemed to think about it, but after a moment, he stopped thinking about these things. The Holy Lord of Yantian Holy Land focused on the huge prohibition of the dragon vein of the twelve weeks of imprisonment and felt the eleven twelve weeks imprisoned in it. The prohibition of the dragon vein, even with his experience, is slightly shocked. In today's changing era of heaven and earth, it is extremely difficult to gather the twelve-week dragon vein together. Even with the huge heritage of the holy land, it is extremely difficult.

There are no superfluous words. The Holy Lord of the Holy Land, that is, the mysterious man, said in a low voice, "Let's imprison the dragon vein of fate first."

"Hmm!"

The people of Yantian Holy Land nodded one after another, but at this moment, everyone's eyes fell on the huge shadow. Whenever everyone saw the huge empty eyes, no matter everyone's cultivation or the strength of willpower, everyone can emerge from the heart, from the heart, from The fear in the depths of the soul, the feeling of fear, is like the feeling of a coward walking alone on the grave mountain in the dead of night.

On the way to imprison the first week of Tianlong Vein, the extremely huge dark shadow stood in front of everyone.

"That's what appeared in the void after the three wilderness abyss of heaven and earth were completely opened. However, I don't know what it is, but the power contained in it is extremely powerful. Even I can't easily resist his power." The Holy Lord said solemnly that in his heart, he had actually guessed what kind of existence this dark figure was, but the fear in his heart made him subconsciously avoid this question.

The Holy Lord of the Holy Land couldn't help clenching his fists. For countless years when he slept in the sarcophagus, he has been in a state of wandering soul, as if he had gone through endless years, and in the blink of an eye. In short, in the sarcophagus, he used the heart of the dark dragon vein to continue his life experience and let the Holy Lord treat this piece. Heaven and earth feel a feeling that is different from anyone else.

vaguely, he felt that the world was constantly changing. Although ordinary people could not feel this change at all, and in the depths of the Lord's heart, in his feelings over the years, he always felt that the dark figure in front of him was so familiar, but he was familiar. When he was there, he couldn't say it for a while.

The doubt and uneasiness in his heart were deeply buried by him. In any case, the dragon vein of fate and the holy land of Yantian are bound to be obtained.

"In that case, we have to break through the huge shadow of darkness!"

"However, its power is not something we can resist at all, and now we don't even know what kind of existence it is. How to break through? And let's not talk about whether we can break through this dark figure. Even if we really fight with it, the Yantian Holy Land may not be hit hard.

......

Several people present were talking about what kind of existence this dark figure was, and the saint who had been silent suddenly opened his mouth.

"That's the 'demon', the demon lurking in the abyss of the king's of the wilderness. Now that all three abyss of his wilderness have been opened, the 'demon' that divides power and consciousness into three may also be the time to wake up, and this dark figure may be just a projection of the 'demon'."

The voice of the saints bashed everyone present. On this continent, especially after the changing times and the great changes of the world, people have always tabooed the word 'demon'. Now they are said so seriously by the saints in such an environment and under such circumstances. A short sentence is enough to cause an uproar in everyone's hearts.

"Magic? Why do you say that?"

"At the beginning, when I fought with the king, I felt the abyss of the wilderness, which was an endless darkness, dark as the power of the wilderness, surging in the abyss like a tsunami, but at the beginning, he still had the suppression of the power of the twelve-week dragon vein, coupled with his rock-solid will, This made the dark power of the wilderness not completely overflow, and in the dark abyss of the wilderness, I felt an extremely horrible existence, and the breath was emitted by this dark shadow.

The voices of the saints echoed powerfully in everyone's minds. For a moment, the ancient legend circulating in the holy land of Yantian echoed in everyone's minds.

"This world is all the body of demons!"

A chill like falling into an ice cellar enveloped everyone on the battlefield. At the same time, a sentence handed down from the ancient times also echoed in everyone's minds extremely clearly. "God said that we will all die, just to wait for the day of rebirth..."

The people of the Yantian Holy Land were silent for a moment, with a pair of solemn eyes, staring at the huge black shadow standing in the void.

"Is it possible that the catastrophe between heaven and earth has begun again?"

The elder Taishang muttered in a low voice.