The sky here is dark, and there are nine purple-red moons hanging above the sky, constantly exuding the aura of death.
The extremely smelly wind is like a knife. Every time it blows, it will cut off a layer of the ground!
One after another, ferocious lightnings entrenched themselves in the clouds, like devil snakes and poisonous dragons, spitting out billions of thunders, as if they were about to destroy the world at any moment.
On the ground, there are many old tombstones, showing the vicissitudes of time and cracks on them, which looks shocking!
It seems that time here has stopped running a long time ago, and this scene has been frozen in this picture for countless years.
"Swish, swish, swish!" Several figures appeared in the sky above the endless tombstones, like ghosts in the dark night, exuding an extremely strange aura.
The leader among them was wearing a black robe covering his face, his eyes were flashing with red light, and his aura was soaring to the sky.
"Master Bishop, all the twelve sacred beasts of Shura have been recalled!" Diemeng was also dressed in black robes, stepping on the void and kneeling in front of the figure, showing respect.
"Well, you did a good job on this matter, but...the corner of the golden plate representing the Shura Blood Beast has been destroyed. This also shows that we must not make any mistakes in the next plan, otherwise we, the Shura God Clan, will
The great plan that has been brewing and planning since the dawn of time will be ruined!" The man said in a cold voice.
"This...this is my subordinate's dereliction of duty. I hope the bishop will punish me!" Diemeng's face changed, and she bit her lips and said.
"It doesn't matter, you have tried your best on this matter, haven't you?" The bishop sneered: "And...according to the current situation, even if a corner of the golden plate has not been destroyed, we will never allow any failure!
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"Yes, I would like to thank you, Lord Bishop, for your kindness!" Diemeng breathed a sigh of relief, his forehead already covered with sweat.
"By the way, who is the person who destroyed the gold plate and killed Leng Wuxiu? Have you verified his identity?" the bishop suddenly asked.
"This... subordinates are still investigating. It seems that this person is a younger generation who only appeared in the God Realm in the past tens of billions of years. There is no information about this person in the relevant files we have recorded!" Several people nearby!
The guy shrouded in black energy also lowered his head and said.
"Is that so? Then hurry up and investigate him. The existence of the golden disk has never appeared since the end of the prehistoric era... The appearance of such a character will definitely become the biggest stumbling block for our Shura God Clan. We must
It must be eradicated completely as soon as possible!" The bishop pondered for a moment and said: "At least, before its wings are completely full!"
"Understood, I will notify the Shura Star Devouring Cluster in the God Realm later. No matter what, we must find this person!" Everyone nodded.
"Well, okay, it's okay. If nothing happens, don't bother me casually. That time is coming soon. In order to fully open the door, there are too many things I need to do!
"The bishop sighed and said: "By the way, two brats from the Shura Star Devouring Cluster sent an interesting guy before, right? Send him to me. If we can produce any research results, he will be able to control the prehistoric times.
The group of mysterious beings that exist are undoubtedly beneficial to our Shura Clan!"
"Farewell, Your Majesty the Bishop!" The other black figures knelt down and bowed to the ground at the same time. The Bishop's figure flashed, and the surrounding space twisted and disappeared.
"Your Majesty the Bishop is still unfathomable!" Everyone marveled.
"No, this is nothing. The bishop's true strength has transcended the constraints of the laws of heaven and earth. He is a being who can truly reach the sky. Compared with those of us who have only stepped into the threshold of that level, it is simply a huge difference.
Farewell!" Diemeng shook his head, his eyes shining with envy.
"Uh, Die Meng, can you feel the strength of the Bishop?"
"A little bit, Lord Bishop... It seems that he has caught up with the footsteps of those gates of existence before the prehistoric era... It makes people look up to them!" Diemeng sighed and said leisurely.
At the same time, in the fantasy star universe, a ray of light shot out from the Medicine King Divine Cauldron.
Then, this ray of light, so cold that it seemed to be able to cut off everything, exploded like fireworks in front of Xiao Fan, divided into eighty-one rays, and then revolved around Xiao Fan for several weeks before returning to one, quietly
The ground fell into Xiao Fan's palm.
"This...this is...the true face of Jiujiu Luoyunqie!" Xiao Fan couldn't help but become a little excited.
A completely transparent, palm-sized oval blade as thin as a cicada's wings.
On it, there are various kinds of icy lustres, intertwined with each other, as if layer upon layer are stacked on top of each other. It seems that just by looking at it, you will feel your eyes being cut by this cold knife light.
Divine Grade Beginner!
This Jiujiu Luo Yunjie, after being broken first and then established, was recast in Xiao Fan's hands, it has reached the level of the primary level of divine grade!
Divine products are divided into four levels.
Beginner, Intermediate, Advanced, Super!
And according to what Sui Xing said, the Nine-turn Heavenly Dragon Wing is only an intermediate-level magic weapon of divine quality.
But now, I have actually forged an elementary level divine product with my own hands!
"The knife needs blood to fully display its brilliance!" Xiao Fan raised the corner of his mouth, put Jiujiu Luo Yun into his sleeve, stood up and left the room.
At this time, the "Suffering Camp" had begun to become very lively.
A huge gate of time and space was opened on the altar in the city, and tens of thousands of Shura God Clan warriors came one after another. Although their current strength is not high, they have all been selected and have superior bloodlines.
hope for the future.
And everyone in the 'Suffering Camp' also got busy, registering and allocating accommodation.
"It's really strange, why hasn't Mr. Sang come yet? Shouldn't he be the one to take charge of such a big matter and lecture these little guys?" A few of the 'Baying Camp' masters were busy, wondering at the same time.
Said endlessly.
"Ah, we have already sent someone to invite Mr. Sang. It is indeed strange that Mr. Sang is never late!" Others also nodded.
Not long after, a guy ran back in a hurry: "Mr. Sang is not in the room, and Mr. Sang's room is in a mess, as if he had experienced an extremely fierce fight!"
"Oh?" Others were confused.
"It's strange, where can Mr. Sang go? Who would fight with Mr. Sang in his room?"
At this moment, a cold voice suddenly echoed in everyone's ears: "No need to think hard anymore, that one-eyed dragon was killed by me just now, both body and soul were destroyed. The pile of black ash in the room is his corpse."
The last thing left!"
This sound is so cold that it makes people feel their whole body trembling, just like the cry for life coming from the Nine Nether Abyss!
"Who? Intruder?" Several guys were shocked and stood up quickly.
But before they could fully stand up, they felt a chill on their necks, and then their heads completely separated from their necks!
In an instant, eighty-one masters of the Shura God Clan were separated from each other and fell into a pool of blood!
Invisible to the naked eye, eighty-one rays of transparent cold light flashed in the air, rotated for a week, and then returned to Xiao Fan's hand.
But Xiao Fan's figure at this time is not something that these guys can find!
"What's going on? This...what happened?" Suddenly, eighty-one masters died and fell in a pool of blood, which immediately caused everyone in the entire "Battle Camp" to panic.
"Shura God Clan... your life span has come to an end, today... is the time to harvest your lives!" Xiao Fan's words sounded like thunder over the entire 'Battle Camp', and soon the sky also became dark, and a
A huge ghost-like shadow appeared in everyone's sight.
This shadow was wearing a black robe, with no face visible, but white light flashing in its eyes. It held a huge sickle in its hand, as if it could completely wipe out the entire 'damage camp' with one blow!
"Enemy... enemy attack! Everyone, get ready for battle!" The entire 'Suffering Camp' suddenly burst into excitement, whether it was the older group of 'Suffering Camp' members or the 10,000 newcomers who had just arrived,
Their expressions changed drastically, and they unleashed their power as if facing a formidable enemy.
"Hurry! Contact other battalions quickly, enemies have entered our Huanxingyu!" At this time, some old guys reacted immediately and said quickly.
"Notify the other camps? Hum, I won't let you do this!" Xiao Fan used his divine power to transform the figure into a cold laugh.
This image of a figure holding a scythe was to intimidate this group of Shura God Clan guys. Before that, he had already arranged layers of barriers around the 'damage camp' to prevent anyone from escaping and thus revealing himself.
The facts in this fantasy star universe!
As he raised his hand, another eighty-one heads fell to the ground!
"Damn it, this guy is extremely powerful!"
"No, the camp was blocked by him with a barrier!"
"Don't panic, everyone. There is only one person on the other side. How can he kill us all? Let's all gather our strength and kill him! Revenge for Mr. Sang, and avenge these dead brothers!"
"Hmph, do you think that you can do anything to me if you fight hard? Now that you have the consciousness of death, let's all rest in peace!" Xiao Fan said, and took action again, releasing Jiujiu Luo Yunzhi again and again.
Go out and harvest life crazily.
A stream of blood shot up from the headless cavities like a blowout, and in a blink of an eye, the entire ground of the 'Battle Camp' was dyed red.
"Damn it, you...who are you?" When the old guys saw this, they roared with great anger.
"The person who sent you Asura God Clan to die...you can also call me...the God of Death!" Xiao Fan raised the corner of his mouth and was about to take action again when suddenly a voice sounded in his mind: "You don't have to kill them yourself.