Chapter 64 The problematic battle between gods and demons

Leng Wuyou raised his eyebrows, then relaxed them for a while, then that's it, let's make peace with it as it comes.

This was a corridor, and it was dark inside. Leng Wuyou released his consciousness, and "chi" a black mist wrapped around her, instantly corroding a small hole in her consciousness. Leng Wuyou immediately made a decision and directly

After cutting off the connection with his spiritual consciousness and losing a trace of his spiritual consciousness, Leng Wuyou's face turned a little pale.

She looked at the black mist with a somewhat surprised expression. What on earth was this? It could actually corrode the consciousness.

Moreover, the black mist tried to penetrate into her body. She frowned, not daring to raise her eyebrows, and immediately placed several layers of spiritual power shields outside her body.

Sure enough, as soon as the spiritual power shield was laid down, the black mist adhered to the spiritual power shield, and then there was a burst of corrosion sound, and the spiritual power was also corroded.

Leng Wuyou's face looked a little solemn, and he seemed to want to leave here quickly.

"Zila." Leng Wuyou threw out another bolt of lightning from his hand, and a dark shadow was instantly annihilated under the lightning.

This was the one hundred and twenty-third black shadow she had killed.

I don’t know how long ago, she walked forward along the only corridor in this space. The long corridor was dark, without even a little light, and it was quiet. She walked forward, but it seemed like she had been walking forever.

It's as if it's a road leading to death.

Until she walked into another corridor. As soon as she stepped in, a shadow rushed towards her. The shadow looked like a person, but had no facial features. It looked extremely weak, as if it could be stabbed to death with one finger.

But it is very difficult to kill.

And she didn't know why, but when she saw these shadows, she felt extremely disgusted, as if it came from the depths of her soul.

"Erling!" A startled voice sounded in Leng Wuyou's mind. It was an old voice.

"Erling?" Leng Wuyou frowned, what was that? After thinking about it, she directly sent out a ray of consciousness to enter the space and asked the old man about the situation.

"Erling is a very special and terrifying existence." In the space, the old man's face was solemn, with some inexplicable fear in his expression.

Even the fat baby was in a bad state at the moment, his little brows were furrowed, his fat little face was full of hatred, and even his aura became irritable and restless.

Leng Wuyou has always known that Fat Baby has a secret, but she never asked, because she didn't want to, because of respect, and because of her trust in Fat Baby. Now she won't ask, she will wait until Fat Baby tells her personally.

On that day, Leng Wuyou, whose consciousness had transformed, touched the fat baby's little head soothingly and listened to the old man explain to her what the Erling was.

"Have you heard of the ancient war?" The old man said this out of nowhere. Leng Wuyou didn't react at first, but when she realized it, she subconsciously answered, "Is it the war between gods and demons?"

"Yes and no." The old man shook his head, his expression a bit sad.

"Huh?" Leng Wuyou raised his eyebrows, which means... "Is there something wrong with the war between gods and demons?"

"Yes." The old man nodded, "The war that year was actually a battle between the entire continent and the alien spirits." He looked into the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.

"One hundred thousand years ago, I don't know when these evil spirits suddenly appeared. Their movements are mysterious, they look like shadows, and their methods are even more unpredictable. They can corrode the consciousness and spiritual power of any race, and they can also assimilate other cultivators to become

of their kind, each of these means is

It's shocking. Their sudden appearance and strong pollution made it difficult for the ancient powers." The old man sighed. He had never seen these things with his own eyes. He only learned about them from his master's mouth.

, and his master was the one who managed to survive in that battle.

In that battle that year, except for his master, everyone else died without even a trace of soul power left. In the end, his master secretly went back to that battlefield, which was already in ruins. Which battlefield did he walk on?

No less than dozens of times, but nothing was found, not even a body, and those evil spirits were nowhere to be found, as if a big hand had erased all traces of that battle.

Just like now, those Erlings have never been known to anyone, and even the original war was distorted. He died that year because he wanted to investigate this matter, and then there would be what happened next.

a series of things.

After listening to the old man's words, Leng Wuyou didn't know what to say for a moment, but after a while he heard the old man say again: "Do you know that the current Canglan Continent fell from the heavens."

Leng Wuyou was shocked, "Is it also because of that battle?"

"Yes, this world used to be divided into six realms, namely: Beast Realm, Nether Realm, Demon Realm, Spirit Realm, Heaven Realm, and God Realm. But now they are all fragmented, some are directly closed, and the Beast Realm and Nether Realm are

, but it has been beaten to pieces." The old man's words were faint, full of sighs.

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