Chapter 122 Seven Gods Lower Realm Harvesting Fruits of Victory
Chapter 122 The Seven Gods Lower Realm, Harvesting the Fruits of Victory [Please subscribe]
a perfect world.
More than ten years have passed in a flash, and the little milk baby is already fifteen years old.
The little kid with red lips and white teeth has grown into an adult, with a tall and straight figure like a sharp spear, and remains as handsome as ever.
When those ancient forces in the lower world heard Shi Hao's name, they all remained silent with fear on their faces.
It's really because, over the years, he has traveled through the Void God Realm and the Eight Realms, killed ancient vicious beasts, drank their milk, and suppressed all disobedience. It can be said that he has a fierce reputation.
Therefore, in order to eliminate fear and re-establish the majesty of the upper realm's orthodoxy, they decided to invite their seniors from the upper realm to go down to the lower realm and obliterate Shi Hao.
A floodplain, a swamp.
The mist is drifting away and the gloomy atmosphere is heavy. Some mud crocodiles are out and about, waiting for their prey to arrive.
There is an altar in front, which is strange and gloomy. It is completely black and shiny, and is engraved with many runes of gods and demons, as if it can penetrate the Nine Netherworlds.
If Liu Shen hadn't left, he wouldn't have to worry so much.
The mark of destiny also shows that there are seven gods in the lower realm and eight realms of catastrophe.
Now that he saw the lower realm of the Seven Gods, he hesitated and couldn't bear to ruin this beautiful life.
With his strength, he can defend himself in the face of these powerful forces. Even if he cannot defeat them, he can still escape calmly.
Wilderness, deep in the wilderness.
"Well, this little guy is different from ordinary group members after all. I can help him at most."
Finally, one of the gray-robed men spoke with a hoarse voice: "Let's get started!"
Lin Meng: "If I remember correctly, the little nanny has already reached the eighth level. Isn't it easy to deal with these seven minions?"
Then, he suddenly realized and thought with some self-blame in his heart.
I just don’t know, now that the little milk baby has been reborn, can he change the tragic fate of the past?
Immortal Changsheng: "@黄天帝, just go ahead and do it. If anything happens, I'll help you take care of it!"
Yao Chen: "What are you afraid of? The worst we can do is to launch a counter-attack to clear the names of the seven border kings and restore their innocence!"
Until now, the truth has been gradually lost in the dust of history. The descendants of the heroic Seven Queens were actually regarded as the descendants of Sin Blood and were sent to the Eight Wasteland Sin States.
At this moment, the altar seemed to have turned into a world that could not be filled no matter how many people fell from the sky. They were all absorbed by it. The blood dyed the foundation stone red and soaked into a striped network.
The altar suddenly lit up, and the black light shot into the sky, shocking all souls.
Thinking of this, Shi Hao felt a little regretful. After he grew up, Liu Shen left.
He stood on the top of the mountain, looking into the distance, as if he saw the tragic scene in the flood area, and murmured to himself:
Little Milkman didn't pay attention to the ridicule of the group members. It wasn't until Master Changsheng's speech appeared that he breathed a sigh of relief.
Shi Hao has always kept this hidden truth and the cruel history of Bahuang in his heart and dare not forget it.
Emperor Huang Tian: "What, the Seven Gods of the Three Thousand Great States are cutting leeks in the lower realm."
"Buzz"
Several figures descended on the altar. They were silent to each other. They each stood in a corner and carefully inspected the various symbols on the altar to see if there were any flaws.
This is true for the captured monks, let alone ordinary people.
Here, another grudge will be drawn out.
Some children screamed, and when they fell from the air, the cold wind rushed into their mouths, and they were soon speechless.
Feeling the little milk baby's thoughts, Li Changsheng shook his head.
On the other side, several other people also took action at the same time, each showing their magical powers and throwing the captured creatures towards the altar. Their souls bloomed. Countless fresh lives withered.
Another man also moved, and opened the blood gourd in his hand. Countless creatures fell down, some exploded in the void, and some fell to death on the altar. They looked very miserable.
Zhang Sanfeng: "Little Milkman's world is a vast world. The eighth level should be far from a master, right? And Little Milkman is a descendant of the Blood Stone King. If he kills the seven gods in the lower realm, those three thousand Dao
If the people in the state start to care about him, they might send people to hunt him down, right?"
"boom!"
"Blood sacrifice!"
"It seems that after all, I was too merciful and did not kill all these upper realm sects, which led to such a catastrophe!"
Han Li: "If you don't worship the emperor when you meet him, your true destiny will be lost. Your name is on the reincarnation monument. Why don't you kneel down quickly? Dog head.jpeg."
Wang Chao: "Hey, are you the legendary king of talkers, the immortal king of foreign lands, An Lan?"
Countless years ago, the ancestors of the Eight Domains fought bloody battles in the frontier wilderness all year round. They made many military exploits and were loved and respected as the Seven Kings of the Border Wasteland.
Open a space-time passage, a road to revenge against Shi Hao!
However, the strength of the foreign land was too strong. During the war between the two sides, the Seven Kings carried out a spy plan and deliberately let some key people go, allowing them to pretend to betray Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, flee to the foreign land, and become undercover agents.
Here stands a sacred mountain that reaches straight into the sky. It was built by Shi Hao, the uncrowned king of the eight realms, with great magic power.
Therefore, Shi Hao has been practicing hard over the years and has never stopped to enjoy the 'beautiful' life.
"Moreover, the inheritance of the Supreme Palace has already fallen into my hands, and no news has been spread to the outside world. How did they know about it?"
Emperor Huangtian: "Then let me start a live broadcast. If anything unexpected happens, brother Changsheng, you have to come and save me!"
On the top of the mountain stands a gorgeous palace, which looks noble and sacred.
In the end, all the crying and wailing were drowned out by these two ruthless words.
However, with Shi Hao's current strength, killing these seven people was as easy as squeezing an ant to death.
The strongest person in the entire world is nothing but a corpse, the Immortal Emperor, deep in the sea.
In the sky, a bright channel appeared out of thin air, giving people an unfathomable feeling.
"I don't want to die, what happened, why am I here?"
That magnificent foreign land, three thousand states, nine heavens and ten lands, eight major regions
Between the fairyland and the foreign land, they have loved and killed each other for countless epochs, performing a tragic song of joy.
Every once in a while, people from the upper world will come down to the lower world, and the sages from the lower world who have finally succeeded in cultivation will be regarded as human body medicine, and they will be cruelly harvested by the big shots in the upper world, or refined into human body treasures.
Dan, may be taken as a mount, or even be directly obliterated.
However, in order to maintain the stability of Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, these messages were hidden.
Emperor Huangtian: "Yeah, yeah, with the words of Brother Changsheng, even if the sky falls, I won't be afraid anymore!"
After joining the chat group, the little baby's destiny was flipped and headed in another unknown direction.
A gray-haired old man roared sadly.
What Shi Hao is worried about is the people behind these seven people and the forces behind them.
Chat group.
However, such a vast place was refined with great magic power. Here, the avenue is incomplete and the laws are incomplete. It is difficult to condense the perfect Tao embryo. Therefore, it is extremely difficult for monks in the eight realms to achieve high achievements in their cultivation.
As they spoke, they all flew away from the altar and stood in the distance, chanting incantations.
These past histories flashed through Shi Hao's mind. He clenched his fists, and a flash of murderous intent burst out from his eyes.
Little did they know that the source of the darkness and turmoil in the entire world was caused by a drop of dirty blood falling from the sky.
The fate of Little Milkman has been publicized for a long time, and all the group members have seen it.
This momentum spread out, like ripples in circles, spreading to the entire eight regions as the situation changed.
The Seven Border Kings did not bother to defend the rumors, but the other Immortal Kings who knew the truth chose to keep silent about the truth for their own selfish interests and allowed the rumors to get worse.
Kou Zhong: "The Seven Gods of the Lower Realm seem to be stronger than the people of the Eight Realms of the Lower Realm. By the way, where is Liu Shen? Ask Liu Shen for help!"
When these behaviors spread to the eyes of ordinary people, the Seven Kings let the traitors go and killed their own people.
Some people landed on the altar, and some exploded in mid-air, turning into rain of blood, bursting out with wisps of red light, and flying into the divine and demonic runes on the altar.
"Blood sacrifice to heaven and earth, the dusk of the gods, opens the way to eternity, and the kingdom of heaven comes."
Sin State, also known as the Eight Realms, is divided into heaven, earth, black and yellow universe, and the territory of each region is extremely vast, and it is difficult for ordinary people to travel throughout it in a lifetime.
Now that Little Milkman is talking about the lower realm of the Seven Gods, it is the beginning of Little Milkman's tragic life.
Mainly people in the upper realm are afraid that the creatures in the eight realms of the lower realm will develop and threaten them, so they regularly send people to the lower realm to harvest them.
Hearing this, Li Changsheng counted with his fingers and instantly knew the past experiences of the little milk baby.
When they saw the words of Little Milkman, everyone was stunned for a moment, but soon remembered that there was indeed something in the fate of Little Milkman.
A man in gray shook his robe sleeves, and tens of thousands of people were thrown out, wailing and pouring down from the sky. They were densely packed and fell on the black altar like raindrops.
"That's not right. I have suppressed all the upper realm orthodoxy. How can they have the opportunity to contact the upper realm?"
Since ten years ago, he has gained a great reputation and is a naughty kid in the entire eight regions who will change their color after hearing about it.
This time in the Lower Realm of the Seven Gods, if nothing unexpected happens, there are still seven people in the Mark of Destiny, namely: Pangolin, Underworlder, Yangli, Silver Wing, Heavenly Assassin, Immortal Palace Divine Servant, and Western God.
In addition, they also have another mission, which is to find the inheritance of the Supreme Palace.
At the altar, the blood is bright, the powerful soul power and life essence are condensed, making it even more monstrous and almost attracting people's minds.
However, this was in vain. It exploded almost immediately, and the blood and soul turned into red light and floated towards the altar.
"Mom, where are you, what's going on, we..."
But I don’t know if there was a flaw somewhere or if it was due to the inertia of fate. The original Seven Gods’ Lower Realm and the Eight Domains Tribulation actually happened again according to the mark of fate!
"I will never let this happen again. My people in the Eight Domains have had enough. You want to harvest at will, which is simply a delusion!"
Why are there eight great tribulations?
Ye Fan: "Tsk, tsk, little baby, do you want me to help you cut these seven guys into pieces?"
After a pause, Shi Hao opened the chat group.
This is a human tragedy that is unbearable to witness.
Just when the passage to the upper realm opened and the auras of the seven figures from the lower realm came out, a young man walked out of the palace.
They come from the Immortal Palace, the Kingdom of Heaven, the Underworld, the Immortal Mountain, the Western Sect, the Demonic Sunflower Garden and other forces in the upper realms.
Later, because many important figures in their team were contaminated by the dark matter from the foreign land and were irreversible, the Seven Kings had no choice but to kill them.
Today, he has loving parents and his grandfather does not have to look for him to leave. It can be said that his family is happy and healthy.
Han Li: "Those who praise my true name will see eternal life in reincarnation! Dog Head.jpeg."
However, he felt that his cultivation level was too low to avenge bloodshed and clear up the grievances of the seven desolate kings and ancestors of all generations.
This is a disaster, like purgatory on earth.
Sensing an unfamiliar aura, the young man Shi Hao counted his fingers and frowned.
But what about the Eight Realms? If he escapes, what will the Eight Realms do? He can't take it with him, right?
Those forces couldn't find him. What would he do if they killed the people of the Eight Domains to vent their anger, or even used his parents and relatives to threaten him?
"Willow God has left. Otherwise, I can ask Willow God to protect me."
"God, please open your eyes. How could this be possible? Demons are rampant and wreaking havoc on the world..."
"The aura that does not belong to this world? Could it be a time traveler? Hey, it turned out to be someone from the upper world!"
He doesn't have to grow up miserable, live in conspiracies, suffer so much fatigue, and suffer so much.
Not only that, this is also a medicinal field in the eyes of people in the upper world.
In just a moment, the altar communicated with the upper world and opened a portal to the upper world.
In just a moment, all the mud crocodiles in the swamp went crazy and fled desperately.
"boom!"
The lives of tens of millions of people are used as sacrifices to the demon altar, just to communicate with the upper world and summon the supreme gods.
Seven figures walked out of the passage one after another, each of them exuding a powerful and suffocating aura.
Nothing can be changed. Countless people were thrown into the altar, turned into blood essence, and their soul power was collected.
The young man is wearing an animal skin suit, which is full of wildness and gives people a refreshing feeling.
The runes of gods and demons lit up one after another, swimming like small snakes, turning into lightning, accompanied by blood, soul power, and the wails of countless people.
Someone whispered, like a magic spell, causing thousands of trees to rustle and leaves to fall.
Several venerables above the sky jointly took the lead, sublimating the ceremony to the final stage.
Wang Chao: "Yu Tuo save me? Dog head.jpeg."
The sacred mountain is called Sansheng Mountain, with green peaks and green valleys, full of vitality. There is a willow tree standing in the wind, with its branches fluttering.
Therefore, he is not worried about these seven people in the upper world.
Some monks yelled, but it didn't help. He still fell, breaking his bones and tendons.
"By the way, I'll go to the group and tell everyone. If the worst happens, I'll ask for the protection of Immortal Changsheng."
These people are the weakest in the Divine Fire Realm, and they absolutely crush the eight realms in the lower realms. The top masters and masters in the eight realms are not their opponents at all.
On the altar, the majestic soul power was accompanied by blood and light, emitting a strange and terrifying black mist.
Apart from him, there are only four quasi-emperors. Compared with the immortal immortal, they are not worthy of carrying his shoes.
In this case, little milk baby has nothing to be afraid of.
Thinking of this, he started the live broadcast.
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