Chapter 228: The Gambling Contract of the Year

The vast continent, as far as the eye can see, is a blood-red, and the entire sky is filled with a faint smell of blood. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The Demon Slaying Land, one of the most special areas in the supercontinent of the extraterritorial world, was the place where the Demon Slaying Envoy lived hundreds of thousands of years ago, and even after so many years, it was still a forbidden area stipulated by the extraterritorial clan.

Those who can set foot on it, in addition to the five great demon envoys, there are also the four former demon emperors.

In the southern part of the continent, between a mountain range that stretches for millions of miles, it is full of foreigners.

They all gathered between the mountain ranges, and the demonic qi that faintly diffused out was like mist, absorbed by the extraterritorial vegetation between the mountain ranges, making them grow more than 10,000 times faster than usual.

Because the demonic qi in this heaven and earth is too pure and majestic, and it also shows that the owners of these demonic qi are not weak.

In fact, the demons who are now contained in this mountain range are at least the emperors of a branch of the extraterritorial race.

It can be said that the only remaining powerhouses of the foreign tribes have gathered here, and in the center of the mountain range, there is a huge cave, as if it has directly penetrated the entire mountain range.

Obviously, this is not a natural formation, but a strong man who has caused the terrain to change.

In the cave, there were many figures sitting cross-legged, all of them were well-known top beings among the extraterritorial evil clans, and on a boulder in the depths of the cave, a man in white sat on it, and the black long sword that had been hanging from his waist was also put aside by him.

On that handsome face, it is full of decadence at the moment, and it can no longer live up to the sharpness of the past.

This person is the only one left among the four demon emperors outside the territory, the Sword Demon Emperor.

A few years ago, he led the only remaining people of his clan to escape to this demon-killing land, and now he can't control any clan rules and taboos.

Since ten years ago, the powerhouses of the Great Thousand Worlds slaughtered the middle and high-level of the Extraterritorial Clans such as the Black Abyss and the Hidden Demon Emperor, and the extraterritorial army no longer had the capital to compete with it.

The masters of the two worlds disappeared between heaven and earth again, during which the Sword Demon Emperor led the army outside the realm to fight with Xiao Lin and other great alliances several times, all of which returned with heavy losses.

Now there are less than two hundred and fifty Heavenly Emperor powerhouses left among the foreign clans, and there are less than 10,000 Demon Saint powerhouses, as for the Demon Emperor and the foreign clansmen below this level, they don't know how many have been destroyed by the Great Thousand Worlds.

The entire extraterritorial world has almost fallen, if it weren't for the powerhouses of the vast world who couldn't adapt to this world for a long time, I'm afraid that there is no place for them here.

This was the annihilation of almost the entire race, and the Sword Demon Emperor had to take the remaining clansmen to survive here.

More than two years have passed since the last engagement.

Tang Xinlian, Xiao Lin and the others didn't seem to be in a hurry to wipe them all out.

The reason, how could the Sword Demon Emperor not understand that no matter how fierce the battle between them was, the only one who could distinguish the winner in the end was the level of the master.

But most of the people in the current foreign tribes have an attitude of indifference.

The master of the great world has prevailed, and what will befall them will surely be destruction.

But even if their own demon envoys win a big victory, will they really be safe?

Back then, the monstrous killing intent of the Demon Slayer Enveloped the entire Extraterritorial World, and in his eyes, there was no difference between them, the people of the Extraterritorial Race, and the Great Thousand Worlds.

In his eyes, they are all just ants.

Therefore, it no longer matters whether this war is won or lost.

"Damn, what the hell am I supposed to do!"

The Sword Demon Emperor's heart was full of confusion, the reason why he was able to break into the world alone with one sword and pick more than twenty top powerhouses in a row was not only because of his strength, but also because of his firm belief.

But now, he is confused, what is the point of fighting like this?

Looking at the depressed clansmen around him, his mood became more and more confused

"Bang!"

In the inner struggle, he gently pinched the boulder and crushed it directly, and now he didn't bother to stand up, so he simply sat on the ground.

There was a cold touch coming from under him, and at this moment, he seemed to have forgotten that he had a demon emperor-level cultivation.

Where did it come from, the alien races and the creatures in the world have an irreconcilable hatred, and they need to take everything and fight to the death, and in the end, what's the point?

In a world of its own.

This world, in this great war of annihilation, has experienced many times of destruction and rebirth.

But if the Lord does not die, then the heavens and the earth will not perish, and this is a seemingly never-ending struggle.

The power of domination is also endless, and reaching this level is enough to turn the universe upside down and the sky shatter with the help of the power of heaven and earth.

In the midst of this warfare, the concept of time seems to be blurred, as if a day and a half have passed, as if it has been thousands of years.

Time becomes chaotic under the flood of rules, and there is no point in going backwards and forwards.

"Futu Road, don't look back!"

Qing Yan Ming Ling stood on a shadow, the ancient voice was recited slowly, and from the palm of his hand, a mini Futu God Tower appeared, and when his words fell, on the tower body, the heavens and earth-like inscriptions actually extended.

It is like a series of avenues, extending for hundreds of millions of miles, and at a certain node of each avenue, there will be one or several roads extending out again, densely packed, enveloping the whole world.

The ubiquitous shadows of heaven and earth do not seem to be able to escape the enveloping range of the countless roads.

"Boom!"

The whole world seemed to tremble at this moment, and then from the countless roads, countless floating slaughter towers appeared, and if you looked closely, there seemed to be a shadow suppressed on the tower.

"Qing Yanming, even your old ancestor can't help me without paying the price, even if you have the same means as him, what can you do?"

At the bottom of the Futu Pagoda standing on a certain road, there is a wisp of shadow that is unrestrained, floating out, faintly turning into a hazy figure, and then I saw that on this countless road, the shadows suppressed by the Black Tower are drifting away, and then turning into more shadows.

Seeing this, Qing Yan said unwaveringly: "This matter has nothing to do with means, this is a debt you owe to my Futu God Clan, and it must be returned!"

Buzzing.

The Futu Divine Pagoda on countless roads trembled lightly, and like the small pagoda in Qing Yanming's hand, it once again extended one inscription after another, turning into an endless road.

"You!"

Even if he is a shadow demon envoy, he has to admit that Qing Yanming's methods are not inferior to the Futu Spirit Emperor back then, and as the master, even if he can't tell the winner from the loser, he also has a general distinction between high and low.

Just as he was not the enemy of the Futu Spirit Emperor back then, he was suppressed by the immortals.

Snort!

However, the endless road that Qing Yan Ming extended out became an obstacle between several people, and many roads were infected by blood and then corroded.

After that kind of blood infected the road, it did not stop, but followed the original trajectory, infecting the countless floating slaughter god towers and the inscriptions of heaven and earth, and even extending towards Qingyan Ming.

However, it did not succeed, the three forces intertwined, and once again descended on the blood-red avenue, and the fusion of the three rules sprinkled on the blood-colored like a shining brilliance.

In an instant, it was like melting snow.

But this kind of method really shocked Qing Yanming's heart, this is the method of the Demon Killing Envoy, the power of a master, not to mention fighting against it, even touching it will be difficult.

"Your opponent is us!"

Hundreds of millions of flames swept through, the light of the origin wrapped around it, rising above the immortal, Xiao Yanlin moved the three of them to step on it, and confronted the demon slayer in the air.

On the demon body like the Optimus Giant, the figure of the Shadow Demon Envoy was not as dusty, but the three of them were able to lock their eyes on him in an instant, and said with a heavy face.

It is also the Futu Ancestor Qing Yan Ming is a master, and it is not easy for the Demon Killer to take it down, otherwise, just the moment just now is enough to cause unpredictable casualties.

They don't know how long they've been fighting here, and they don't know how long time has passed in the outside world.

The Demon Killer couldn't help Xiao Yanlin move the three of them, and similarly, they couldn't take the Demon Killer.

"Opponent?" the Demon Slayer Envoy laughed when he heard this, and said, "In this world, there has never been an opponent of this king, and you are just a tool I use to entertain my boredom. ”

He didn't care, he never saw these three as real opponents.

What if they were able to compete with themselves?

"Your tone is even bigger than your ability!"

Xiao Yan said indifferently, standing with Lin Dong Muchen Ling was to continue to attack the Demon Killer.

He has fought countless battles in his life, and although the Demon Slayer is the most difficult one, it does not mean that this person can ignore all the masters.

The Demon Slayer didn't have the power to override everyone yet, otherwise, he wouldn't be standing here a long time ago.

The Demon Slayer smiled when he heard this, then looked at Xiao Yan and said, "Emperor Yan, do you remember the bet you made with me when you and the two people next to you resealed me?"

"What do you mean?" Xiao Yan's black pupils condensed slightly.

Immediately, the Demon Slayer laughed and said, "There is no one in this world who can violate a word that has been said to this king..."

"So what?" Mu Chen's eyes were filled with immortality, and behind him, it was like hanging an eternal history map.

The corners of the Demon Slayer's mouth slowly rose, and the words after him made Xiao Yanlin, Dong Muchen, and the faces of the three of them all change in shock, turning into unbelievable shock.

"Do you really think that by combining the power of the three of them to create such a space, you will be able to trap this king?"

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(Second update.) (To be continued.) )