48 Demon Palace in the Sky

The slightly bloody sky in the dark, a dark sun, hanging high in the air, emitting an ominous atmosphere.

At this moment, the whole world seems to have lost all voices. All creatures and regions have fallen into a deep panic. A feeling that a great disaster is coming rises in everyone's hearts inexplicably, making all the creatures in the whole world feel a fear from their souls.

At the remote headquarters of the Sanxiu League, a middle-aged man in a moon-white robe hidden in the halo put his hands behind him, looked at the black sun in the sky and sighed: "Mo Ri finally appeared..."

In the Tiannan School, Qingxuan, the leader of the Tiannan School, stared at the ink sun and muttered in a low voice, "The world is going to be in chaos again..."

In a dilapidated auction department in Shenfeng City, a sloppy old man almost fell on the counter with a magnifying glass, raised his thin head, looked up at Mo Ri at the edge of the sky, and said to himself, "Another reincarnation has begun. Alas, I don't know if I can die this time..." He shook it. Shaking his head and looking down at the inexplicable ancient book that he had read many times again.

In the interior of Tianzhu Mountain, the main peak of Tianzhu Mountain, an intermittent voice spread out: "The will of war is immortal, spiritual knowledge should return, hold my spear, and fight for another nine days!" The sound rumbled, and the whole Tianzhu Mountains seemed to tremble because of the sound.

And in more unknown places, countless antique-level figures who have been sleeping for many years have opened their eyes one after another and looked at the ink day with a complicated look.

Boom!

Just as almost all the creatures in the whole world looked at the ink day in a panic, the ink day suddenly shone, like a big explosion, and a devastating energy storm broke out. Even from a long distance, everyone seemed to hear a magnificent sound like the destruction of the world!

Boom!

At the same time as the energy storm formed, the whole earth suddenly trembled violently. The straight ground seemed to become a steep rock in an instant, making people unstable. At the same time, thick cracks formed on the ground in an instant, and countless giant trees and mountains collapsed.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The violent sound of destruction sounded endlessly. When Lin Fan and others barely stood on their feet, their eyes glanced in the distance, and a feeling of despair suddenly filled their hearts.

The mountains are collapsing, and the turbid river roaring in the void. As soon as a large number of birds fly up, they turn into powder in the air, and the fires that soared into the sky are raging all over the sky, making the nine heavens completely reduced to a hell on earth.

"Mo Risheng, hundreds of clans are killed, is it really going to be destroyed?" Lin Fan felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart, and a sense of despair hit his whole body in an instant. Even as a world-class master, it was difficult to resist in this upheaval. All his cultivation became the funniest joke at this moment!

Wow! Whew! Whew!

Just as despair had completely controlled everyone in the whole world, eight beams of light of different colors suddenly rushed to the sky from eight directions at the same time. With the rise of the beams of light, the eight beams of light gradually connected, forming a huge curtain of light in the whole world, and the whole world suddenly shook, and then it seemed to be After fixing, everything in the void and everything on the ground was maintained at that moment.

Wow!

The huge light curtain flashed, and finally stirred up a huge whirlpool. Attracted by the whirlpool, the firelight, blood fog and raging energy all over the sky converged into a mysterious energy and was absorbed crazily by the whirlpool.

Half an hour later, the whole world was clear. Although it was still dark, there was no such desperate horror. There was only a wheel-seeking ink day hanging high in the air, like a huge eyeball, coldly overlooking the whole world in the sky.

The whole mercenary regiment had killed more than a dozen people during the brief turmoil just now. At this time, at the moment when the pressure had just been relieved, everyone banged to the ground.

Lin Fan stood up and turned his head to look at the crowd. Suddenly, his heart was shocked and a trace of shock flashed in his eyes.

At this time, within his sea of knowledge, the Heavenly Emperor Seal rotated rapidly, and a soft light emerged, but this did not pay Lin Fan's attention. What shocked him was that the Heavenly Emperor Seal seemed to open a crack, a subtle gap, a brilliant starlight, flowing out of that gap.

At the same time as Lin Fan was shocked, another accident happened. I don't know how long the tiger roared. At this time, it was also dark and prosperous. A group of fierceness came out of the sword, echoing the starlight sprinkled from the Emperor of Heaven.

Just when Lin Fan was shocked, a scream suddenly sounded, pulling Lin Fan's consciousness back to reality. Ji Yunzheng pointed to the sky with a shocked face and said indisguity, "A piece...a palace!"

Lin Fan looked up and couldn't look away. It was really a hazy palace! But the scene made Lin Fan feel cold all over!

In the palace, there are many corpses, both human and beasts, including bloody people whose hearts have been dug, there are divine bodies that have been cut off but still shining like immortals, and there are also apprewren eyes like ancient ever-old bright lanterns, and inexplicable monsters whose heads have been beheaded but have nine tails, and There are demons whose bodies have been torn off but still exude rolling magic that seem to be able to survive at any time. They are all floating in the void and imprisoned by a strange force.

And behind them, a group of dilapidated palaces stand on their own. Although they are broken, the quaint atmosphere is full of the vicissitudes of time, even if it is far away, it still makes people tremble.

Above the head is a strange river. The river has no head in front and tail in the back, like one, and two, in the same trough, but the left side is as red as blood, and the right side is as black as ink. At first glance, it seems to be motionless, but if you look closely, it seems to be flowing slowly. If you look at it again, it seems to be roaring, and there is even a feeling that it has been galloping for tens of thousands of years and still continues like this.

But all this is not the point.

All the floating corpses, the dilapidated palaces, and the two-colored strange river, if compared with the arrogant figure above the strange river, they all become foils.

The lonely and magnificent figure stood on the river so casually, looking up to the sky, and his face was blurred, but it strangely left a face in the hearts of the person who looked up at him, but if you want to feel it carefully, it was blurred.

At this time, not only Lin Fan and others, but also the practitioners in the whole world looked up at him. At this moment, he was the only one in heaven and earth!

"Who can be called the king when the world is vast? Only my demon emperor!" Just as everyone in the world was looking at the shadow, a deep but extremely heavy voice, which seemed to run through the three worlds and six paths, suddenly sounded in the whole world.

With this sound, the illusory palace in the air suddenly rose up, and the corpses suspended in the void seemed to come to life at this moment, looking up to the sky and roar silently, faintly forming a circle, surrounding the figure over the river, roaring together as if they were the king of them. Worship!

Then, a series of shadows that could not hide even the dark sky suddenly rushed out from all directions of the whole world, blowing a gust of anger and rushing towards the unreachable palace in the air.

At Lin Fan's feet, several shadows rushed straight up, screaming and rising to the sky.

The wind gusts all over the sky became a sea of souls, dense, almost covering the still indifferent high hanging ink sun.

"The sky is hard to destroy, and the earth is hard to bury. I'm proud and empty. I'm back!"

"The thief who steals the sky, be killed! Although he died for a hundred generations, he will never regret it!"

"It's hard for all races to tolerate the world by holding the way of heaven!"

"Even if the six worlds return to the ruins, my fighting spirit will never be extinguished, and I vow to break the cage!"

"Creve my sword, extremely green!"

A strong and fierce voice suddenly sounded throughout the world. In front of the world's voice, everything seemed to become illusory.

Under the naked eyes of everyone, the mutilated palace suddenly became vivid. The arrogant virtual shadows, like the world's god of war and the fighting spirit to rise to the sky, unexpectedly rushed through the seemingly illusory light curtain, washed open a gap of several feet of wide in the whole gray world and rushed to the sky far away to the high wheel of sky. Mo Ri.

"I'm back, my friend, when will your soul of war come back?" Just as Lin Fan looked at the palace in the air and was stunned, a vicissitudes of voice suddenly sounded in his heart, which was like the demon emperor who had just spoken.

Lin Fan was shocked and looked at the figure in the air that seemed to have never moved. He felt that the figure seemed to be looking at him, and his eyes penetrated through the ages and fixed on himself.

I will take a professional course tomorrow, and I will miss hundreds of words today...