There is a legend in the world:

A special force composed of a group of gods, demons, demons and other races - the "undead". They have guarded the world, overthrown the palaces www.biquge.info and temples of the gods, stepped through the demon realm, resisted the heavens, Arhats, and Buddhas・・・・・・

"Based on love, protect all the souls of the earth, warm the world with your heart, and create hope in the world! When sin and evil strike, may you become the sun and illuminate the world in all darkness!"

- The will of the undead

The leader of the undead calls himself the deposed prince, and other information is unknown!

"If you want the world to bloom with love, you need a group of people who believe in beauty and are willing to take action for it!"

- The Abolished Prince

The black volcano erupted once in a hundred years, and under the flames, there was no grass growing in the mountain, and there was a little vegetation at the foot of the mountain.

A man dressed in a tiger skin in the woods, with black hair hanging down on his knees, stared at the trunk of the tree in front of him, but he didn't seem to be looking at the tree, as if he could see through the obstacles in front of him and look into the distance.

"Whoosh, whoosh"

Four figures, old and young, suddenly appeared behind the man.

"Waste Prince, the one that escaped from the Four Dragons of the Dark Snow Stream is now besieged in the Black Volcano, do you want to kill it?"

The tiger-skinned man was silent, continuing to look ahead, frowning slightly.

A moment later.

"Eh, this time, I'm wrong!" the tiger-skinned man sighed.

"The four dragons of the dark snow stream are not all evil, although this dragon is in the netherworld, but its heart is like the bright moon, I almost killed it by mistake!"

"Flowerfall!"

Among the four, a man dressed in white, with hair as white as snow and almost pale skin, agreed.

"In!"

"Bring the mark of our clan and give it to the dragon, and tell it that no matter where it is in the future, it will be protected by the undead!"

The mark of the undead is printed from the undead clan, which can communicate the power of heaven and earth, protect one's own body, and have endless benefits.

However, those who have the undead clan script know the sorrow of this!

The Undead Wen is nothing but a shackle, a shackle that the great power that opened the world, the Pangu God, to restrict them!

Chaos began to open, and many creatures came with it. Most of the great demon trolls in the undead are this kind of creatures.

It's just that there are talents from all generations. Pangu, Nuwa, Fuxi and other amazing and glamorous generations in later generations were frequently born. The world is finally lost from the hands of the older generation.

Pangu could have killed them, but he thought that if he killed these nascent creatures, it would be like slaughtering his own biological parents.

So after they were subdued by Pangu, they set a seal in their brains, and cultivated their whole bodies into seals in the leaf lines on their foreheads.

The leaf patterns are the result of Pangu's lifelong cultivation, and they can watch Pangu's Tao and Dharma from this, but their lives are also tied to Pangu's hands.

The seal helped them cultivate to the realm of the Pangu Great God, and even some of the humane laws surpassed the Pangu Great God, but they couldn't break the seal in the end.

With thousands of years of getting along, they and Pangu are also teachers and friends, and Pangu opens up a realm to incarnate in the world, and the seal is no longer restrained.

However, the beauty of the world and their gratitude to Pangu made them voluntarily stay and help Pangu protect the world - they declared it to the outside world, and only they knew whether they had ulterior motives or not.

"Pass my order!

"Order!" the white-haired flowerfall nodded softly with his hands behind his back.

Today, a huge lotus flower rose from the top of the black volcano, covering the sky, and the undead people sat cross-legged on the lotus flower and closed their eyes to cultivate, the tiger-skinned man and the four people guarding him stood proudly and looked into the distance, and the lotus platform led everyone away・・・・・・

"Little Heijiao, cultivate diligently, he can join my immortal clan one day! Remember, don't do evil, this seat will hear it, cut it!" The voice of the tiger-skinned man, the waste prince, came from the distant sky.

In the black crater, a small black dragon secretly breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the glowing green leaves in his dragon claws, and stared at the man on the lotus platform in the distance, the dragon's eyes were shining, and his expression was complicated.

Suddenly the earth trembled, the ground cracked, and the weather became disorderly. Huge meteorites fell with raging flames, dense meteorites, accompanied by rain, accompanied by snow, accompanied by hail fell to the earth, and then the sky began to collapse・・・・・・

Before the dragon could react from the terrifying sight, it was engulfed by the flames of the erupting black volcano.

A huge flaming meteorite fell into the lotus flower flying in the air, and the lotus flower shattered・・・・・・

"Kill!" the soul-shattering sound sounded.

In the cracked sky, a heavenly soldier named Shenwu was holding a silver spear, wearing silver armor, stepping on white clouds, his face was solemn, and he was neatly arranged in a formation, killing from the heavenly realm to the world・・・・・・

In the Asura Realm, the Asura Realm's eyes were blood-red, and they trembled with excitement, "The war is going to start again, the war is going to be again!" Hahahaha! Buddhas, your life should also be over!

In the ghost domain, the black pressure pressed a ghost army to sacrifice their lives and hit the seal, and several figures behind silently whispered, "The world!"

The ten halls of the underworld gathered the king of Hades, "Black and white impermanence will follow us and others to lead troops to the human world to support!"

In a cemetery in the world, the demon clan gathers・・・・・・

On the top of the spiritual mountain, the Buddha sighed・・・・・・

This war is chaotic and chaotic! The Demon Realm, the Ghost Realm, the Underworld, the Heavenly Court, the Asura Realm, the Spirit Mountain, and so on are endless racial battles, and many small forces are also their own masters, and the war is boundless・・・・・・

The peak of Tiandu was demonic, and black smoke filled the sky. The surrounding hundred-mile sky was surrounded by a large army of demons pressed by black. At this time, the demon's attention was focused on the huge circular array platform on the top of the mountain.

The waste prince stood on the platform with a dull gaze, his hands, feet, and neck locked by five thick black iron chains carved with runes.

The demons chanted a low, unsounding incantation, clouds rolled in the sky, thunder loomed, and black flames rose from the array.

"Is it over?" the waste prince's eyes were gloomy.

"Boom!" A colorful lightning bolt slashed at the waste prince, and the black flames burned to his skin.

"Little waste~" A woman's roar was heard in the distance.

"Sister?" The waste prince's dim eyes regained his breath and looked into the distance in shock.

The woman was dressed in a red dress, but she danced, and her graceful dancing posture showed the softness of her body lines, and with the dance, a red dragon surrounded the woman.

The price to see this beautiful dance is - life!

With the dance of hands and feet, one by one the demons fell to the ground, the blood mist filled the air, and the woman danced in the blood mist・・・・・・

The woman in red moved little by little in the air towards the top of Tiandu Peak. However, there are too many demons, the passage of time, and the continuous battles have already exhausted the woman, and she is already a strong bow and crossbow.

"Let's go, sister, hurry, sister!" the waste prince roared in a hoarse voice, letting the thunder and lightning split his body, and let the flames burn.

The woman's movements had slowed down, and she was unable to continue fighting.

"Little waste... sister rescues, you have to go first..."

"Goodbye! brother"

"Boom-" The woman exploded herself, revealing a small patch of blue in the black sky, and a large area of demonization turned into ashes.

"Ahh

The wasted prince carried iron chains and collided in flames and thunder・・・・・・

Several bolts of lightning slashed down on his head, and finally, the waste prince unwillingly closed his eyes and slowly fell back into the flame array・・・・・・