Watch the door of the space open

The wind in my ears was roaring and roaring, and the sound of rapid breathing was torn apart in the wind.

The towering ancient trees under him were fleeting in Li Qi's eyes, and occasionally the treetop whips that stretched out pulled out red marks on Li Qi's body, smashing his clothes to pieces.

Green took care of these flawlessly, and Li Qi didn't seem to feel them.

His gaze was fixed on the direction behind him.

Suddenly, a dark flood that engulfed the sky like a flood of darkness swallowed up the sky, Li Qi froze suddenly, tears in his eyes, and his heart was full of sadness.

In the Folding Crane Courtyard of Harman City, Old Man Guo was lazily arguing with Helian, but his face changed suddenly, he looked at the half-dark sky in the distance in a daze, and his heart was shocked.

Helian also seemed to sense that something was wrong, and when he slowly focused his eyes on the light curtain, his heart seemed to sink into the abyss, and he suddenly had a bad premonition.

In that direction...... It's the direction to the Elven Forest.

The remnant flag looked at the direction of Li Qi and them, thoughtfully, under his feet, Chang Deming was lying on the ground, pure black was dissipating from his body, and there was no breath at all. This is known as the most mysterious of the Eight Great Mountain People, this person who has been hiding in the Elemental Forest for countless years, this fifth-order powerhouse sat down awkwardly again as if he had stood up awkwardly before after sending out that earth-shattering blow.

He looked at the motionless corpse in front of him, sighed softly, and said to himself: "Why are you bothering, I don't want to kill Li Qi, at most, I will abolish his cultivation, but I didn't expect that your desperate blow and two blows will force me to go all out." ”

"It's a pity...... Now, how can you let me explain to the young master? ”

"I'm not here to kill you, it's also your bad luck, you just happened to meet me, you said that even if you save him, what's the use, the war has been ignited, the Elven Forest will only be more chaotic than Harman City, just out of the wolf's mouth, and into the tiger's den, I don't know what to think if you haven't died." ”

"Forget it, old and old, so many years have passed, it depends on your eyes, I have taken your life, I will spare that kid's life for the time being, but you don't have much hope, as long as they enter the Elven Forest, they are destined to never come out again, I just give him a few more days to live." ”

"It's the center of the battlefield that must be won!"

"Well, I can't stay here, the people from Harman City should also come over, don't alarm them at this time, let's go, go." The old man chattered, waving the remnant flag, and did not look back all the way.

Ten thousand years ago, a battle to split the heavens was launched between many powerhouses on this continent and some powerhouses whose cultivation paths were diametrically opposed.

That battle lasted for a long time, and the originally prosperous continent was dragged down.

The number of strong people whose cultivation path is different from ordinary people is not large, but it is not a small number, and their terrifying thing is not their own strength, but their research on death.

After that war, the world called those people the Necromancy.

The Necromancers rely on numerous necromancers to constantly resurrect their undead warriors, and wherever there are corpses, there are endless armies.

Even with a large number of bright professionals, they cannot be effectively contained.

Light and darkness are relative, and in the same way, the two are also mutually reinforcing, and who restrains whom only depends on which of them is more powerful in the power of light and darkness.

And at that time, light and darkness were in balance.

So, under the intervention of the dragon clan, the two sides made a truce, and with the power of the world's strongest people, they built a cross-shaped crystal barrier that ran through the continent.

The Crystal Barrier divides this world into four parts, one is the Elemental Forest, the smallest territory, before there is no Crystal Barrier, this place is called the Forest of Warcraft, the land of trials, extremely dangerous, here for those who do not want to be subservient to the lone wanderer or neutral. One part is called the Storm Sea, which is the territory of the Sea Clan, and it is the largest of the four parts.

The other two parts are called the Light Sanctuary and the Netherworld.

The two are opposite, one light and one dark, one ruled by the Council of Light, and the other ruled by the King of Darkness.

Unlike what everyone imagined, the noble and holy Holy Land of Light was not shrouded in holy light everywhere, and in the same way, the eerie and terrifying Netherworld was naturally not dead everywhere.

The undead are just one of the necromantic creatures, or the lowest one, and the upper echelons of the necromantic are the same as humans, in fact, they are originally humans, but they have practiced necromantic magic or fighting spirit.

The Holy Land of Light relies on the power of faith to rule the land of Nuoda, and billions of people, but in the dark and the underworld, they always firmly believe that the big fist is the last word, and it is better to rely on people and heaven than on themselves.

There are not many people in the Netherworld, after tens of thousands of years of reproduction, the land is vast and sparsely populated, not even a billion people, and most of the middle-level people here are undead creatures who have opened their minds, and they are a clan of their own.

The life of undead creatures seems to be much longer than that of humans, and the people of the underworld do not feel angry or ashamed of turning their dead bodies into undead creatures, in their opinion, this symbolizes new life, a higher level of survival, of course, if you can open your mind, it is naturally excellent, if you can't open it, you can't blame others.

However, whether it is the Netherworld or the Holy Land of Light, the coveting heart of the Elemental Forest has never stopped.

The Netherworld needs the replenishment of fresh blood, and the Holy Land of Light doesn't want the Netherworld to succeed, it's that simple.

While the Elemental Forest as a whole is as small as a newborn baby compared to these two behemoths, it may also be the straw that breaks the camel's back.

Therefore, the two forces have never stopped infiltrating the Elemental Forest, and the same is true of the Corey family in Harman City, and the same is true of the Wu family in Snowfall City.

Hundreds of years ago, the Holy Land of Light spent the power of faith accumulated over a hundred years to forcibly open a small gap in the crystal barrier and send a group of people over.

At first glance, these people are young and old, male and female, and at first glance they may seem unusual, but a closer look reveals that they are inextricably linked to the families of the rulers of the Eight Great Cities.

The most of them are the priests cultivated by the Bright Council, and what is the purpose of the Bright Holy Land is naturally Sima Zhao's heart, and everyone knows it.

The major ruling families had no choice but to accept these people because of their face, and the great name of the Bright Holy Land, but when they acted openly and secretly, they did not stumble.

During those ten years, the Elemental Forest had been in turmoil, but fortunately, the number of those people was quite small, and the condensed power was not too great, so that the Elemental Forest would not fall into the hands of the Light Holy Land.

That big move of the Light Sanctuary only made the light system professionals circulating in the Elemental Forest a lot more, filling the vacancy of the light magic brand in the Elemental Forest.

Compared to the Light Sanctuary, the Netherworld didn't seem to move, but it was just that their fangs weren't exposed.

The methods of the Holy Land of Light are quite mild, and the plan launched by the Netherworld this time is very bloody.

After planning for more than 400 years, he continued to bury shadows in the Elemental Forest in a scattered manner, and in order to stabilize the situation, he did not hesitate to send his only son over, in exchange for the successful completion of this plan that countless ancestors had worked so hard for.

No one can understand the stirring mood of the middle-aged man in front of him.

This is not the royal city of the Netherworld, in the name of the locals of the Netherworld, this place is called the Broken Flowing Year, in the eyes of this middle-aged man who is high up, this is just an unstable space with the power of space chaotic and extremely weak.

Very few people know that in this vast land, where black spatial cracks can be seen everywhere, a black spatial door once appeared ten thousand years ago, before that great war.

The place where the space gate is connected is the Forest of Warcraft, which is now known as the Forest of Elements.

It's just that not long after the door of this space was opened, it coincided with troubled times, and he didn't see the world at all, so he was sealed by the people who went to the Elemental Forest later.

The shadows that have been painstakingly buried have been speculated and explored for decades before it is determined that the place where the space gate is sealed is in the current Elven Forest.

Those elves in the Forest of Elves are the guardians of the space gate, but they don't know it.

This battle that is about to begin, just with those newborn undead, just with those shadows, if you want to win, it is naturally impossible.

Therefore, their eyes have always been firmly on the Elven Forest, whether it is entering the dragon labyrinth before, using the power of the dragon to drive the demonic beasts to attack the city, or creating millions of undead demonic beasts, it is all for this ultimate purpose.

As long as you open the door of the space, the Elemental Forest is equivalent to the back garden of the netherworld, and you can take a leisurely stroll.

The middle-aged man who stood tall above was imposing, and behind him, the mountains were all over the fields, and the boundless army of white bones spread straight into the sky, merging with the blue sky.

There was not a single sound, no movement, only the tens of millions of soul fires faintly lit up.

Even in the daytime, it still looks like a sea of stars.

A sea of miserable green stars. The knife is out of the sheath, the bow is wound, the miserable white skeleton war horse is like a statue, behind the middle-aged man, dozens of underworld generals are wearing armor, hanging knives from their waists, there are human beings with dead spirits, they close their eyes slightly, only breathing is still alive.

In front of the middle-aged man, the barren land known as the Broken Flowing Year appeared from time to time with dark black spatial cracks, one by one like an invisible giant mouth, and everything that passed by disappeared silently.

This makes the space look like a shattered mirror.

The middle-aged man sat down gently, dressed in brocade clothes, leisurely like a rich man who traveled for spring.

Everything is ready only to owe the east wind, the king of the underworld, the father of the early sunshine, with an army of tens of millions waiting for the east wind to blow.

He turned his back to the sea of stars, faced the flowing years, and watched the door of the space open.