The man in black sneered and said in a rough voice: "Dark God..."
"Ling, Lord Demon God of the Temple warns us that we must retain our strength now and cannot use our magic skills at will, let alone turn into demon bodies. Anyone who violates will be executed. Don't do anything stupid!"
An urgent voice lingered in his mind, interrupting the words he was about to blurt out.
The man in black's interest suddenly dropped, he bit his tongue and said, "Tsk, it's really annoying!" After saying that, he pulled out the green knife and withdrew his magic power.
"You have to understand the Lord Demon God. He is also following the instructions of the Demon King. Now we must recharge our batteries. In a few years, we can go on a killing spree and make the ants on this planet surrender forever. After all, by then, Seven
The great demons will come at the same time, and these people will have no choice but to be slaughtered." The voice echoed in his mind again.
"How many years? It's really a long time. Then I'll wait and fight with this person again in the future. I hope that by then, this person can make me more excited." After saying this, he raised his purple lips and gave a weird smile.
Voice.
The surging magic power all around began to gradually dissipate, the vast purple magic circle slowly became transparent, and the earth-shattering magic pressure dropped sharply.
The purple curtain in the sky suddenly pulled down and returned to its original color.
This person is one of the subordinates of the Demon God, Ling. He loves experimental research, collects corpses extensively and transforms them. He has the ability to summon the undead. He is called the Necromancer by the demons and is extremely powerful.
Ling Tian saw that the magical pressure around him gradually disappeared, and a trace of doubt immediately appeared on his face. However, he had no time to hesitate and quickly seized this opportunity that would never come back.
The majestic and majestic god has a tall and straight figure, his long golden hair is flying slowly, and the eight golden wings on his back are shining brightly.
"God—annihilate the Nine Suns!" Ling Tian's golden eyes shone with a cold light, and the coldness was overwhelming.
The Tianmen Divine Sword has nine moves and three major mysteries. The arrival of the gods is only one of the mysteries. There are five moves of the gods. The first move is to destroy the evil, and the second move is to destroy the nine suns.
The god's golden eyes suddenly shot out golden light, and a towering golden giant sword flashed in his right hand. The sky instantly turned into a deep blue color, as if it was a blue ocean, and the power of fighting against heaven and earth filled the entire space.
Ling Tian raised his sword sideways and placed the blade of the Creation Divine Sword on his left arm. The tip of the sword pointed in the direction of the man in black. The god also made exactly the same action as him, as if Ling Tian was in Lie.
Shadow under the sun.
The sword energy above the divine sword is swirling, the golden light is dazzling, the air waves are flowing, and the sharp sword energy rushes out, majestic and sharp.
His eyes were focused, and he was about to lean down and shoot, but the figure of the man in black instantly turned into a thick purple smoke, and then disappeared without a trace.
Seeing this, Ling Tian retracted his posture, and there was no smell of the man in black around him.
How did the man in black disappear out of thin air? And he didn't leave any traces. It was as if he had disappeared from the world, and it was so strange and unspeakable.
"It doesn't matter if you leave. With your current strength, you will definitely suffer a loss, and I may have to take action to save your life." Long Jie breathed a sigh of relief and said happily.
The surrounding storm gradually subsided, and the cool breeze blew over Ling Tian's body, giving him a cold feeling. He was filled with worries at the moment, and a feeling of powerlessness enveloped his heart.
Although Long Jie said it very straightforwardly, it was an indisputable fact. Even if he had just used a sword to break through the wilderness and mysteries, he could not defeat the man in black. Because from that demonic pressure that made his heart palpitate, he could not defeat him.
In the meantime, he already knew the result.
He withdrew his mysterious power, and another phantom suddenly disappeared. The huge bodies of the archangels and gods all turned into light and dispersed, and the surrounding sky turned into pitch black.
Occasionally a few stars blink and shine in the night sky, making it look extremely lonely.
"Father, how far is the road you are pursuing? Can I really succeed?" He has long flowing blond hair, a high-slung windbreaker, eight-winged golden eyes, and a starry face, except for those dazzling golden eyes.
There was a touch of sadness in his eyes.
Late at night, people are dreaming of their hometown, and loneliness makes them miss their father. But he doesn’t know where his hometown is, he only knows bits and pieces of his childhood past.
The pontifical room of Shenyue Clan is a bit simple. There is only one table, one cabinet, one chair, and one foot. The walls are painted brown and the floor is paved with reddish-brown oak, making it look extremely neat.
A man with bright eyebrows, white hair on his temples, pale hair, and a resolute face was lying on the armchair.
He closed his eyes, his long white hair spread straight back like a waterfall, and even breathing came from his nose.
At a cursory glance, although this man's temples are as white as frost, there is no trace of aging. Instead, he is lively and full of vitality, and his face still has some heroic appearance.
This man of unknown age is Elder Yue of the Shenyue Sect. His full name is Yue Han. His cultivation has reached the level of an ancient god and he already has the ability to become immortal. If he reaches the fairyland, he can obtain the so-called immortal body.
, and the divine realm can only extend life span by a few hundred years.
A dazzling golden light suddenly flashed out in front of his desk, and then a graceful woman with stunning beauty and stunning beauty suddenly appeared in the light.
Elder Yue opened his hazy eyes slightly, and the tiredness that was like a surging river made him inevitably yawn.
"I said, Princess Angel, why are you staying up late at night and coming to me?"
As soon as he said this, he suddenly woke up, then stood up excitedly, and said with a smile on his face: "Oh, is it the princess who wants to spend this late autumn night with me?"
Yan Qianxue frowned, her lips parted slightly, and she said in a cold voice: "You old man, stop dreaming about your spring and autumn dreams. I came here to ask for that invitation." She originally planned to come tomorrow to ask for it.
But in order to avoid attracting too much attention, I still think it is more appropriate to come tonight. After all, this old man has always regarded this room as his home.
After hearing this, Elder Yue pondered for a moment, and then asked: "I wonder what kind of invitation the distinguished Angel Princess wants? Is it an invitation to the competition of the sect? Or an invitation to a dance performance? Or an invitation to the sect's annual celebration?"
Invitation letter?”
"No matter what kind of invitation it is, send it all to me." Yan Qianxue said harshly without thinking.
"Uh..." Elder Yue didn't expect her to be so domineering, and he didn't know how to answer for a moment.
Outside the higher education building of our college, Jing Rou and Su Jin were waiting in front of the gate.
At this time, the night was deep and quiet, the moon was high and the wind was cool, and the street lights everywhere were very bright, illuminating the surrounding area.
The dead leaves were whirling and falling to the ground, and there were bursts of rustling sounds.
People patrolling at night were in groups, a few of them, swaying confusedly under the bright lights, with tired faces.
But when they passed in front of Su Jin and Jingrou, the listlessness on their faces was immediately replaced by radiance. They all turned their heads and looked around as if they had discovered a new world, their eyes full of blazing heat.
Seven figures in long black clothes were approaching from a short distance away. When the originally energetic group saw these black figures, they all fled in panic as if they had seen a ghost. In an instant, they disappeared from their sight.
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Seven people in black clothes stopped in front of the two of them. One of them, a short brown-haired man, put his hands on his hips and asked them carelessly: "What are you doing here?"
A man with short hair, a long face, and a sharp face raised his hand and slapped him on the forehead, and said angrily: "You little brat, if you can't speak, don't beep, no one will treat you as a mute!"
ps: Open your mouth to tell, but stop when you want to speak. Quiet your mind to think, and keep your mouth shut.