Chapter 287 Sword Mountain and Fire
I'm not dead. There is hope as long as it is not a winner!!
The great disaster in ancient times, the sky fell, and the strong demons were all gone. After the sky fell, the human race fought back and laid the battle of the protagonist of the human race, but it was the one that the demon clan almost destroyed the clan. That is, for the demon clan, it is a bloody battle with no chance of winning, only in the end, the elites of all races are selected. Condden into the secret world.
Retain the last bit of vitality of the demon clan. The last glimmer of hope of rising. As long as the secret land of the heavenly demons can be preserved, it is an invisible victory for the demons at that time. Because they won the last capital. Just wait for future generations to come and take out the great opportunity of this rise.
Unfortunately, the conspiracy of the demon in those years was indeed the only feasible way to preserve the immortal seeds at that time, and it was like a small world in the secret world. There is also purple thunder and frost, which makes everything give birth to wisdom. Continuously transformed into a demon clan, recuperating for the demon clan and accumulating strength.
It can be said to be well-intentioned.
However, the demon only wanted to rest and recuperate, but he did not expect the secret place he opened up. Since then, it has been opened one after another, but no descendant of the demon clan can get his inheritance. He can reopen the secret world and lead the huge number of demon clans in the secret world to step back into the continent that has survived for generations.
It was really the loss of the demon clan in those years. The actual existence was too large. For tens of thousands of years, the human race has been constantly killing demons to get elixirs, and the internal elixir of the demon clan has been promoted. For countless years, I don't know how many ancestors of the demon clan have fallen because of this, and the demon clan has fallen even more. In fact, to this day, no demon clan can still get his inheritance.
It is even the current situation.
"Lord Heavenly Demon, do you know? Our descendants have been waiting here for generations. But because of Shouyuan, he had to step into the demon tomb and wait for the silence. How many ancestors and heroes of the demon clan have been buried in vain. If you are still alive. I'm afraid I'm going to cry too."
The old fox looked up at the purple moon and looked at the sweet frost that kept falling from the purple moon, with a trace of sadness and cool look in his eyes.
"If I can't get the inheritance again, I will also go to the demon concentration to accompany my ancestors."
Hearing his words, many demons around him showed the same sadness together. Obviously, it is empathy.
There is a great opportunity in the secret world, but for those descendants of the ancient demons who retreated to the secret world, it is an unspeakable sadness. In those years, the demons in order to preserve the fire of these demons. After they evacuated to the secret place, they directly blocked the passage of the whole secret place. Unless they were more powerful than him, no one could forcibly open the channel. It can only be opened naturally once in these thousands of years. Only then can we connect the secret world with the Zijin mainland.
But the small world is finally a small world, and under the helplessness of being forced by the demon in those years, the small secret place hastily opened up will be set up here to inherit. Naturally, this small world can't be compared with the purple gold continent outside. The aura of heaven and earth is really thin. When the net was opened, it was fine, but after countless years, the aura here has also changed far from comparable to that of that year.
Moreover, there is a limit in this secret place.
That's it. In this world, it is impossible to condense the inner elixir.
Here, fox old and other demons, although they are all in shape, there is no inner elixir in the body. It is because it is limited by heaven and earth. Don't tie the inner elixir, even if the longevity of the demon clan is long. It will also dry up and fall. This is the price. It's pathetic, lamentable!!
"Pray that there will be a family through inheritance this time
"Pray for me to return to my ancestral land in my lifetime, die for the rise of the demon clan, and die without regrets"
"Let me wait to see my ancestors again
Countless demons knelt down and prayed to the purple moon one after another. In prayer, it contains an ancient charm.
"Here is
The prayers of the ancient demons in these secret places. Of course, the emperor Shitian will not know that the secret place is divided into two layers, one is on the ground, the other is on the sky, two heavens and earth, one is for the rest and recuperate, and the other is the place of inheritance.
As far as the emperor Shitian is concerned, all the demons and human races that enter the secret place from outside will not appear at all in the place where they want to live for the descendants of the demon clan to recuperate. They all appeared together in the place of inheritance. Withstood the test of the demon. If nothing unexpected happens, you won't know that there is another world in the secret world.
Di Shitian was inexplicably and wonderful to stay for a short time in another heavy time in the secret world, only staying in the mystery, what he saw and gued. They are all big secrets that have never appeared before.
Unfortunately, just as he wanted to explore, the secret place himself transmitted him back to other places.
Photographed by the divine light, in the blink of an eye, the scenery in front of him suddenly changed, and a trace of embarrassment appeared in his eyes.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!!.
A sound shook the sky, broke through the cold and fierce sound of killing, and suddenly poured into the ears of Emperor Shitian. That murderous spirit, that murderous power, not one person, a hundred people. It's the cry of tens of millions of creatures at the same time. The sound of killing in the self.
Di Shitian held the tiger soul closely connected to his own blood in his hand. With his will, at this moment, he couldn't help trembling violently, his expression changed one after another, and his face was full of a look of astonishing and disbelief.
In front of us, there is an ancient starry sky. He stood in this ancient star space. Around him, there were countless tall figures. The boundless demon spirit shook the starry sky, and the endless murderous spirit broke through the sky. The demon spirit filled the whole. In the starry sky, it occupies half of the starry world, and countless Yan Chen are hundreds of feet tall. Thousands of feet of demon, the demon saint stepped directly at his feet
The tragic murderous spirit burst out of their bodies, and the strength made the starry sky tremble, and countless stars fell. Countless powerful demons who can break the stars with breath alone are densely distributed in the starry sky. I'm afraid that under tens of millions, the demon army formed by other demon kings. There are hundreds of millions.
Countless demons show their bodies, or open huge wings on their bodies. He held a sharp blade in his hand. There is an indomitable and tragic atmosphere on the body.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!!"
The same voice of the heart converges like a stream, with a roar, that is, the starry sky is shattered and the stars fall.
"Tut-tut!!"
In front of the army of infinite demons, there are countless dense demon gods, like locusts. These demon gods, the magic spirit that burst out on their bodies, is not under the demon clan at all, full of the starry sky, equally separated from the demon spirit, which is really terrible. Each of these demons has hundreds of feet. Thousands of feet of huge demon body.
The horror of the long end, strange, different, with three heads and six arms. There is a huge scorpion tail behind him, and so on. Each of them has the appearance of a demon god, which looks more terrible than the demon clan. Of course, there is also a complete Taoist appearance. Such a demon god, every breath emitted, can shatter the starry sky around him.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!!"
The demons and demons in the starry sky had no words. In the sound of killing, they waved the blade and rushed forward desperately. Hundreds of millions of demons and demons fell like rain, and pieces of blood rain fluttered on the battlefield.
In the starry sky, countless anti-god gods run through ancient and modern times. Destroy the starry sky!!
Countless stars are silently annihilated.
Demon spirit, magic spirit, tragic collision!!
The starry sky was shattered, and the sun and moon tilted. The galaxy is reversed!!
Demon clan, move forward bravely. I am invincible. In the fight, the demon's blood was sprinkled. Among them, the pride is infinite. Don't retreat.
Demon god, the magic spirit crosses the sky, destroys the sky, only grasps the sun and the moon, and drives the stars. Where it has passed. Everything is annihilated. The power of magic is like a vast galaxy.
In the battlefield. Every blow has the terrible power of destroying Yan Chen.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!!"
The infinite demon clan has no return, rushing forward one after another. The eyes are extremely resolute. There is a great determination to die generously.
Between life and death, there is great horror!!
Di Shitian stood in this starry battlefield like this. Look at this picture of Xuanhuang crying blood written by hundreds of millions of demon blood. In the body. An indescribable emotion was gushing out. In the chest
Gather.
In my mind, there is a strong impulse to wave the tiger's soul and fight side by side with the demons. There is endless blood rolling in the body, and the blood is excited. The tiger spirit roared, and it was 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 god or a demon clan, any blow can turn him into a fan. Slightly involved in the battlefield, the aftermath of the battle. It's enough to tear his whole demon body to pieces. He is not even qualified to participate in the battle.
Join in, you will die!!
Between life and death, there is a battle of great terror evenly matched. Rushing to fight, that is to kill the enemy. The enemy can easily poke himself to death with one finger and rush up. Is it valuable?
Being boundless and bloody in the battlefield, the heart to die without regret. The blood in the turbulent Di Shitian's body was boiling, and it was difficult to control himself. But in his heart, he had a full understanding of the reason of the result of the fight, which made him forcibly hold down the idea of wanting to follow the demon army to fight.
For a while, my heart was constantly wandering, struggling, swaying from side to side.
The choice between life and death. It can be said to be the most difficult thing to choose. What's more, this is a mortal situation.
Rushing to the battlefield, is it stupid, or heroic, brave? Or stupid?
"In my body. Block the demon god. Even if you fall into Jiuyou, you will die without regrets!!"
"I call the world with my blood, but my demon god, his blood is yellow!!
"Sad Heaven"
Di Shitian was hesitant, constantly wandering between blood and reason, bursts of sad songs resounded through the sky, and countless demons and gods fell into the starry sky and fought hard. Some are just a cavity of blood, and some are just full of courage. No regrets about death. Its blood is dark yellow.
"Oh!!"
Listen to sad songs. Di Shitian's whole body became extremely huge in vain, as high as a hundred feet, and he looked up to the sky and let out a tiger roar full of determination. The blood in the body is boiling, and the tiger's soul is singing. The eyes are full of light. The changeable, in the end, the unspeakable firmness condensed in the eyes.
"Bun Bang Bang!!"
Step by step, the starlight paves the way under your feet, and the star halo shines. The tiger's soul is in the sky
Don't say that Di Shitian was inexplicably sent to a starry battlefield, in the midst of endless killing, but said. Hundreds of thousands of monks of the human race are on the North Underworld Island. Almost most of the monks were led by the divine light. Without any hesitation, they followed the traction of the divine light and threw it into the huge vortex.
In a blink of an eye, the scenery in front of them reversed in vain.
"Ah!!"
"Puff! Puff! Puff!!"
In just a moment, there were a large number of sad screams, which sounded one after another, accompanied by the sound of the blade stabbing into the body. Blood burst out one after another. Blood splashed in the air.
"Save me. Who will save me?
"Knife, it's all knives. Pull me out quickly"
"Master"
Countless chaotic shouts sounded one after another.
Sir, be careful. If it's all on my side. If it's good, it should be a famous Confucian dressed up. He holds a Bixiao in his hand, with a trace of elegance in his eyes. Standing in the void, Bixiao in his hand, with a wave of several groups of blue lights, he immediately pulled the two girls not Come to your side.
These two girls, one is covered with a veil, and the other is a pair of Jiaoshan girls. With a strong sense of youth. It's the heart of the piano and the little butterfly.
"Third Uncle!!" Qin Xin nodded to the middle-aged Confucian student and swept around in surprise: "Is this the knife prison?"
"Well, that's right. When I was young, your third uncle also heard what your grandfather said." The middle-aged Confucian student was elegant. He waved his long sleeves and glanced around, and his eyes were full of calmness. Xu Xu said, "This secret place of demons is not simple. It's easy to get in, but it's difficult to get out. Every time you enter, it's hundreds of thousands. If you can go out, I'm afraid it's even difficult to reach 10,000. Here it is. The secret world of demons is a complete killing game. I only remember that your grandfather mentioned that there are several levels in the secret place, all of which are filled with flesh and blood. Among them, the most well-known is the sea of knives and fire
"A sea of knives and fire? Qin Xin's eyes condensed slightly, and he stroked the guqin in his hand. His expression had returned to the plainness of the past. His face was clear, and his mind gradually calmed down. This shows that her state of mind cultivation is by no means ordinary, and she can regain calm in such a fast time. This kind of spirit needs to be raised.
How to raise it?
Both piano, chess, calligraphy and painting can cultivate one's mind.
"This is the knife prison in Daoshan." The middle-aged Confucian student said indifferently, "This is not an ordinary knife prison. It has not been launched now. As far as I know, once it is launched, the knife prison is vertical and horizontal, and wherever it passes, thousands of creatures can be cut into tens of millions of pieces in an instant. It really fell here with thousands of knives. It's just that it will never rise. What's more weird is. The soul of the fallen creature will turn into a bloodthirsty demon knife in the sword prison. It's terrible. Every time the monks who come in, they will fall no less or 30% in the knife prison.
"What, turn the soul into a bloodthirsty demon knife? Such a horrible little butterfly followed him and pricked up his ears. As soon as he heard this, he couldn't help exclaiming and sweeping down.
I saw that around, there was a blood-colored sword. On the body of the knife, there were bursts of strange blood. In the blood light, there was a bloodthirsty breath. These blood knives are all pointed upwards. When the woman falls, she will insert countless holes in you on the spot. Suck your blood and swallow your soul.
There are almost countless blood knives. At a glance, almost everywhere is such a terrible blood knife, continuous, looking at where he is. It seems to be at the foot of a big mountain.
The river is a knife mountain.
Countless blood knives piled up and tilted up. Standing up, I'm afraid it's not as high as a thousand feet. It seems to be a sky-breaking demon knife composed of countless blood knives. The sword spirit directly runs through this world. In front of all the monks. If you don't cross the Knife Mountain, you won't see the way forward.
There is no shortcut.
If there is a crossing, you must walk from this knife mountain to see the knife mountain, and the knife spirit is constantly sweeping. With countless sharp sound of breaking the air, you can feel that this knife mountain is definitely not so good. If you want to cross it, you can fill it with your life.
"This is the knife mountain in the knife prison. We are just at the foot of the knife mountain now. If you want to go there, you must climb all the way from here. But the higher the knife mountain, the stronger the knife gas is, the more terrible it is. When you reach the peak, the knife spirit is strong enough to easily hang the elix It's smashed. Therefore, across the knife mountain, there is another inch of knife mountain, an inch of blood. Don't be careless." The middle-aged Confucian student looked at Daoshan. But full of calmness, he exhaled gently and said, "And. Don't fly on the knife mountain.
"What will happen if it flies?" Xiaodie asked curiously.
"I want to know why you left by yourself." The middle-aged Confucian student smiled and said no words. He motioned them to look forward.
At this time, there are already a large number of monks standing at the foot of the mountain in the knife prison. Moreover, the number is increasing, and in a blink of an eye, there are more than 100,000. Those monks who fell into countless blood knives and were inserted into countless holes on the spot did not know the situation in the secret place. They suddenly fell on the blade of the knife, and it was extremely unfair to die.
Now you can still see the miserable appearance of their corpses. There are thousands of such corpses.
However, now a monk has stopped. Later monks could help each other, so that no moldy child fell into the blood knife.
A large number of monks gathered at the foot of the Knife Mountain and looked at the Qianzhang Knife Mountain.
For a moment, they couldn't move forward. Obviously, they didn't dare to act rashly.
But at this moment, a handsome young monk shouted as if he wanted to perform before the practice: "It's just a knife mountain. I can fly over easily. Look at me, Wang Ju, to open the way for everyone
After saying that, with a wave of his hand, a spiritual boat appeared in front of him and quickly rushed to the spiritual boat. Then, he drove the spiritual boat excitedly and rose to the sky. I want to stop it directly. Fly over the sky and cross the Knife Mountain.
This move has indeed attracted the attention of many monks.
Seeing that everyone's eyes fell on him, Wang Ju was excited and wanted to show his face. Move the spiritual boat to the limit. It turned into an inspiration and rushed out.
In the big plot, I want to think about it carefully. It's a little slow to code words at random. It will be restored tomorrow, (to be continued)