Ten years ago, in the Demon Immortal War, 100 billion streams were seriously injured by the gods of the Apocalypse, and they have not been cured to this day.

A few months ago, Billions of Streams were attacked by Stygian and Vivien, and their serious injuries recurred. After that, he was infected with demon poison in Bamboo City. In addition, the battle with Violet was even more painful.

Now his body has reached its limit, and the vitality in his body is facing depletion.

The Great Elder had sent the 100 billion streams back to the Huaxia Realm before, and he had considered this, if he could stay in the peaceful world all the time, maybe he might be able to live another fifty or sixty years.

Billions of streams also knew that their days were running out, so now he could only choose to greatly reduce his own consumption.

To put it simply, it's one word: lazy.

He lay on the back of the white wolfdog, suddenly stretched, looked at the faintly bright sky in the distance, and found something interesting.

There was a deserted town, but it had now become a dead silence, because almost all the townspeople inside had turned into demon corpses, and it was completely like the end of the world.

At the edge of the town, a team of fifty or sixty people was surrounded by a large group of demon corpses, many of whom were old, weak, women and children.

And at the back of these people, there was a young girl, whose delicate body was covered in heavy armor, and was using herself as a shield to cover their evacuation.

Although the billions of streams just glanced over there, they were very open to confirm and recognize the identity of the other party.

Today's Xuanyuan Ting has also changed a lot, she is no longer as arrogant and unreasonable as she was at the beginning, if it weren't for the raging war, maybe she would be the kind of little sister next door who is closest to perfection.

"Stinky dog, is it okay?" asked kindly, patting the white wolf dog's head.

"It's just a few ants. ”

The master and servant were connected, and the white wolf dog was not verbose, and after understanding the idea of hundreds of billions of streams, he immediately rushed into the group of demon corpses.

The demon corpse is equal to half an immortal, no matter the white wolf dog's pounce, bite, claw strike, and any attack are ineffective, but the most important thing for his goal is to lure away the demon corpse group.

For a group of brainless, inhumane, irrational, instinctive, and moving walking dead.

It was easy for the white wolfdog to lure them away.

Even if a few demon corpses were not led away, they were all chopped into pieces of meat by Xuanyuan Ting and others, and they could not be restored and regenerated.

There are also many changes in the appearance of the hundreds of billions of streams, after all, a spirit is the same!

However, he still had the mentality of giving it a try, and greeted Xuanyuan Ting: "Hey, long time no see?

After Xuanyuan Ting saw the 100 billion stream, she was confused at first, and then looked at the strange and familiar face, and then slowly remembered the ally who fought side by side at the beginning.

For some reason, Xuanyuan Ting's originally shocked face suddenly turned into fear.

She took off the armor on her body, revealing an arm, which was obviously infected with demonic poison, and a group of fifty or sixty people, basically all of whom were infected with demonic poison.

Anyone infected with demon poison will turn into a demon corpse, and this is only a matter of time, so just in case, Xuanmen will not let them into the territory of Xuanmen.

That's why they're here.

After recognizing the 100 billion stream, Xuanyuan Ting seemed to see hope, and couldn't wait to ask: "You have also been poisoned by magic poison before, can you help me detoxify?"

Previously, she also learned from the mouth of the divine doctor that the hundred billion stream was Belfinger, one of the seven sin demon gods.

"It's hopeless, bury it!" Billions of people waved his hand, indicating that he had nothing to do about the demonic venom.

"yes! I know, yes. Xuanyuan Ting seemed to think of something, paused and then asked, "Do you have a bone erosion building?" ”

In the second half of the sentence, Xuanyuan Ting's voice seemed to be frozen, and she said it word by word.

As soon as the words fell, 100 billion streams slapped it and landed on Xuanyuan Ting's face. He asked, "Woman, do you know what you're talking about?"

Concealing one's identity is a necessary skill for every dead soldier in the Dark Empire, and he does not change his face when he is in the crowd, and he is as calm as water in the face of threats and temptations, and he can control his joys, sorrows, and sorrows as he wants.

But the hundreds of billions of people who were born in the dead were really angry just now.

When it comes to the Bone Erosion Building, it is no wonder that the 100 billion stream is emotionally abnormal. The so-called Bone Erosion Building, also known as the Yang Realm and the Netherworld, is simply to summon ominous things and turn this place into a magic circle enchantment in a fierce place.

It was created by the gods of the Apocalypse to balance the Dark Empire, turning the corpse-strewn battlefield into a purgatory for the living dead.

After the barrier of the Bone Erosion Building was unraveled by Luoxi, it was taken over by the 100 billion stream.

Before the Demon Immortal War, the total population of the Dawn Continent was as high as 430 million, and until ten years ago, the population was only 90 million, and these data are enough to prove the horror of the war.

Maybe it was the heavy slap of 100 billion streams, or maybe Xuanyuan Ting realized her mistake and cried while apologizing: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I can't help it, I'm really too weak." ”

The people here are either infected with demonic poison, or seriously injured, or their vitality is exhausted, and they are already in danger, and I am afraid that only the Bone Erosion Building has room to turn around.

Xuanyuan Ting may not be a good leader, but she is a good princess, as her soldier, even if she dies for her, she is willing.

Billions of people looked at the four people around him, and his heart was sad.

He handed over a round stone to Xuanyuan Ting, rode the white wolf dog that had just returned, and left alone: "I originally wanted to catch up, but it seems that there is no chance, if I can survive, I will go to Yajia and return it to me in person!"

Xuanyuan Ting quietly looked at the delicate round stone in her hand, this is the original form of the Bone Erosion Building, and it is also the artifact left by the God of the Apocalypse.

"Hundreds of billions of ,,," Xuanyuan Ting bit her lower lip, tears fell silently, gone, nothing, everything in the past, even the last home has been lost, what will become of the future?

If you can't become the master of the Bone Erosion Building, then you will become the puppet of the Bone Erosion Building, and everything can only be left to fate.

She may probably really like you, but that doesn't stop you from liking someone else.

In fact, the most regrettable thing is that I have never felt the feeling of being firmly chosen, as if she just needed it and you just happened to be there.

This time I said goodbye, and I don't know when I will see you again.

The scorching moon sun was like a blazing fire, and it was noon, and the sky was dazzlingly bright, like a big furnace

Hundreds of billions of people have been on the road for several hours, and they are meditating and pranayama in a secluded forest, and the white wolf dog is lying quietly on the side.

"Woo, ah, woo one" Suddenly, the white wolf dog's closed eyes suddenly opened, and it felt a breath of a living person approaching here, and it showed a fierce appearance towards 100 billion, and screamed nonsense.

"What's the matter? is anyone coming?" Billions of Streams woke up from a nap and glanced at the white wolfdog.

Sure enough, in just a moment, two figures walked towards this side.

The other party is a man and a woman, the man's appearance is obvious, and he knows that it is a demon at a glance, and the girl seems to be an elf, these two people are Yuromi and another Qianlinger from the Ancient Continent.

When Billions of Streams saw Yuromi, they stood up vigilantly.

"You're a demon?"

Yuromihua didn't feel the hostility of the billions of streams, so he was not afraid, so he leaned over: "Who are you? Why do you have my sister's breath on your body!"

The Yuromi in front of him is Qian Ling'er's brother, and he has never seen it before, let alone heard Qian Linger say that he still has an elder brother.

Qian Ling'er had already left this world a thousand years ago, and even the other people in the Dark Empire had come into contact with her through hundreds of billions of words.

So the 100 billion stream, who was in a state of bewilderment, asked with a puzzled face: "Your sister, who?"

Yuromi was stunned for a moment, seeing that Billions of Streams didn't know Qianling'er's whereabouts, he didn't say anything more, and left with Qianling.

"Trouble, are the demons of the Ancient Continent also allied with the Supreme Heaven?or do they also want to wade into troubled waters?" Seeing Yuromi leave, Billions of Streams sneered.

There are many races on the Dawn Continent, among which there are many contradictions, with the Southern Xuanmen and the Northern Dark Empire being the most powerful, and the two major forces have fought several large-scale wars in the millennium in order to compete for more resources.

Later, because of the intervention of the Heavenly Realm Protoss, the two leading forces chose to negotiate, so that the war that had lasted for thousands of years came to an end, and the long battle finally came to an end.

Now that ten years have passed, the supreme heaven of the foreign race has suddenly attacked, causing the situation to become more and more serious, and Xuanmen will naturally not sit idly by.

When the gods of the Apocalypse returned to the Heavenly Realm, they left a spirit stone and entrusted it to the head of the Xuanmen, telling them that if a great crisis comes, this stone can select a savior and lead them out of the troubled times.

With the traction of the spirit stone, a teenager appeared in the summoning array.

Xia Nuo is a typical otaku, his parents work outside the home all the year round, and he doesn't have any good friends, so he stays at home all summer vacation.

In addition to playing games every day, I am ordering takeout.

originally thought that this summer vacation would be spent like this, but who would have thought that he would be chosen as the savior of another world.

"Ah, who are you, why are you at my house?"

Xia Nuo, who stayed up until one or two o'clock the day before yesterday, had just woken up naturally from sleep, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw several people in strange costumes surrounding him.

Seeing the surrounding environment clearly, Xia Nuo directly burst into a foul mouth: ", where is this?"

At first, the language of this group of people Xia Nuo was incomprehensible, but after a moment, these voices suddenly came to his ears, and they were all translated in Chinese.

In front of Xia Nuo, there was a woman in a long red dress half-kneeling, with a slight smile on the other party's face, looking at him quietly: "Is this the savior?"

"Yes, it seems that he is the savior chosen by the gods of the Apocalypse. "The person who spoke was the old man standing here on the throne, and his voice sounded very weak.

Everyone around them, after looking at Xia Nuo's weak body, fell into a strange silence for a while.

Xia Nuo was uncomfortable being stared at by these people, but there was nothing he could do.