The demon clouds cover the sun, and darkness controls the entire sky.
In front of the Cangliang Mountains, a purple giant stone hundreds of feet tall stood with the two ancient characters "Thunder Sword". The ancient sword intent filled the void, but it could not escape the clouds all over the sky.
In the violet rock, green light shone brightly. It was a green armored warrior, holding a war halberd or holding a war sword, densely packed, and there was no end to see at first glance. At this moment, the eyes of many warriors were quiet. Some of them were covered in blood, some had their arms broken, some had their kneecaps broken, and some had their eyes bleed, and they were blinded.
The blood and energy soared into the sky, hundreds of thousands of war soldiers gathered, and the majestic blood and energy gathered into a thick and thick wolf smoke as if the essence and energy were as thick as the sky pillar. It seemed like a real dragon coming to the world, or like a sky tiger entrenched. However, the top of the sky was densely covered with black clouds, like a huge evil dragon overlooking the earth, staring at it covetously.
"Damn it, damn demon clan, my eldest brother, my younger brother, are all dead!"
"Is this heart made of iron without any mercy? I hate that if I want to take revenge, even if I die in battle, I will be a life-threatening!"
These are several human centurions who are almost soaked in blood. They are covered with demon blood and their own blood. They are all red in their eyes and are besieged for three months. This is a torment. They watch their relatives die in battle. Even though their bloodlines have been separated by many generations, there is a kind of warmth of blood thicker than water.
Eighteen miles away.
The demonic energy soared into the sky, and the demon warriors stationed around a distance. The huge elephant demon, the hideous wolf demon, the charming cat demon, and the strong tiger demon, ninety percent of the demon still maintains the original animal shape, but people stand up. Although they have human form, they cannot inherit human nature.
A huge bonfire was burning, and the demons were roaring, and bloody beasts were rolling on it. They were the wild beasts they hunted. Although they were similar in shape, they were two races from them and their paths of cultivation were also different.
In addition, in some central places, in front of the thousands of demon tribes with respectable status, in front of the bonfire, a young and tender body was grilled, allowing their naked and weak bodies to twitch and twist, and finally dripping oil. The crisp and tender scream made the eyes of many demon tribes brighter and a cruel smile appeared on the corners of their mouths.
There was a constant roar a mile away, mixed with painful screams, and many voices merged, like a huge hammer, falling into the hearts of every Lei Jian tribe.
"I just want to die!"
A mile away, a human warrior roared, his eyes flowing with blood and tears. One of his legs was disabled, but he dragged a small piece of the sword and rushed towards the demon warrior who was full of bonfire.
"return!"
The leader of the Thunder Sword Clan's eyes were so blood that he wanted to hold him back, but the soldier's blood was burning, like a ball of fire, and his speed increased by several times more than usual, and he could not stop him in the end.
Bang!
A punch fell on the dark red blood mud. The sergeant almost bit his teeth. Even if he stopped him, he would not be able to survive. His body was burned out and his life span reached its end. This was a life-threatening blow.
There was no suspense. The human warrior was smashed into pieces by a black war hammer that fell from the sky, with blood flying. Countless Thunder Sword Clan soldiers were red, but they were held tightly by the tribesmen around them. Although they grabbed the people around them, these Thunder Sword Clan people also bit their lips and let their teeth pierce the corners of their lips without saying a word.
"Haha, the short guys of the Lei Jian clan, come on, Master Xiong breaks your neck."
"The blood of the human race is really a nostalgic taste."
A mile away, countless demon clans laughed, but they did not cross it. Compared with the Thunder Sword clan members, the demon soldiers were calm and relaxed, and were obviously restrained.
Several miles away, two demon tribe leaders sneered repeatedly. These were two lion demons, all blue and black, and had already taken human form. However, they were covered with thick hair and were full of demonic energy. They were covered with yellow sharp teeth and still had bloody flesh shreds.
"Wait for another day and a half, the great demon lord will arrive. At that time, I will be two million demon masters and four soldiers. The Lei Jian clan is only two powerful men, one old and one disabled, and he will definitely be unable to escape and die."
"For many years, my demon clan will open up another heavenly warrior road."
"It's a pity that the heavenly road is extremely high. The heavenly warrior level can only bear the combat power of the township warrior level. Only by thoroughly connecting and forming an eternal path can the stronger ones pass."
"Half a year, another half a year, after guarding for a year, this will be another eternal heavenly weapon path for my demon clan."
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The central place of the demon warrior.
This is a green mountain with majestic peaks, ancient trees are green, and old vines are like dragons, hanging down from the cliffs one by one.
Above the mountain, a middle-aged man carries a purple war sword, his eyes are too long. Behind him, a young man looks complicated, and sometimes looks into the distance, where it is the direction of the Thunder Sword Mountains.
"Qingsheng, the road is chosen by oneself. Only by cutting off the past will there be a future."
The middle-aged man turned around and said, "Who is Jian Qingyun, the third commander of the Thunder Sword Clan? In front of him, it was his only son Jian Qingsheng."
"Father, I'm just thinking about when I can kill their father and son with my own hands." Jian Qingsheng chuckled, and a cold light flashed in his complicated gaze.
Jian Qingyun was stunned and then laughed loudly: "Qingsheng, don't worry. I didn't take action in the Lei Jian clan in order to prevent accidents. In our lineage, there has always been half of the demon clan bloodline in our lineage. The ancestor of the demon clan who passed down from our lineage was a military commander and had a superb combat power. But after a few twists and turns, he stayed in the Lei Jian clan in order to one day be able to cooperate inside and outside and open the path of heavenly weapons. Now I have stimulated your demon blood. Not only has the cultivation of your whole body been restored, but I have also overcome several heavenly tribulations in a row, barely condensed the top-grade battle soul and promoted to the seventh level of the soul-melting heaven. The sword rushing thunder will be dealt with by four demon lords. As for the sword rushing thunder, what can I do if I have the training of the Beixue General? Which step can I reach in less than two years? It's easy for my son to slaughter him."
"I'm afraid he won't come back." Jian Qingsheng nodded, his eyes full of murderous intent, "I couldn't bury him last time, this time I'll send him on my own."
Jian Qingyun's eyes showed a satisfied look and said, "Qingsheng, your bloodline is purer than me, condenses the best fighting soul, and gives you a hundred years of time. It is no problem to comprehend the fate of life and death, and to advance to the realm of opening the earth. You must understand that your path is not only here, but a wider world is waiting for you."
As he said that, the father and son looked at each other and laughed loudly.
...
Deep in the Thunder Sword Mountains, in an empty valley, a middle-aged man in purple robe stepped on seven stars, each of which broke through the void, and a barrier of space appeared. Silver-white divine light flashed, leaving mysterious patterns on the earth.
There were eleven people in the valley, ten of which were a harmonious aura, communicating with the world, and there were ten powerful people in the Soul-Merge Realm. Another one was an old man. He looked full of dusk energy, his face was wrinkled, and his body was thin. Even his eyes were turbid, as if he would go away at any time.
In the middle age of purple robe, he was the long sword of the Thunder Sword clan, and ten people were the only ten remaining Soul-Mergeant Realm commanders. As for the old man, he was the previous clan leader who had been in the death gate for many years. He had forced himself to break through the death gate when he was dying. Now he looks so dusk, but it is really not too long. Both the physical and spiritual are already in decline.
Ten breaths later, Jian Jinglei stopped, and his brow frowned slightly. The earth under his feet was a hundred feet in a radius, and most of them were covered with silver-white array patterns. There were only a few places left, which were still difficult to penetrate.
"Clan leader, this cave void formation..." Jian Wuwang hesitated.
A bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, Jian Jinglei shook his head and said, "No, this formation involves space. Although it is only a Xuan-level formation, it would be fine if there is a Void Stone. If there is no Void Stone, only by stepping into the world can we forcibly imprint the space patterns and create a formation map. However, in the end, it is not as good as the Void Stone swallowing the essence of heaven and earth in the space cracks, and the space aura accumulated after countless years."
Several commanders looked at each other, their eyes were red, Jian Wuwang sighed. At the beginning, the man quietly took away the few void stones remaining in the War Department of the clan.
"Is it still not possible?" In a corner of the valley, the old patriarch's voice was low and a little hoarse, "I, the Lei Jian clan, have been established for thousands of years. Are you really going to the end?"
Jian Jinglei's eyes were heavy, and he had been in control of the seven emotions and six desires for many years, and he couldn't help but feel a little irritable at this moment.
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At this moment, outside the valley, nothingness was slightly distorted, and four figures appeared on the earth. Jian Jingtian took a deep breath, felt the familiar smell in the air, sighed in his heart, and finally came back. (Please recommend votes, please subscribe!) (To be continued. Please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!)