Somewhere on the bottom of the East China Sea lies a vast palace complex made of various colors of coral and crystal.

The palace covers an extremely large area, stretching out in the dark seabed, and from time to time it is full of dazzling colors, making the sea area full of light.

At this time, in one of the most magnificent palaces, there was a loud noise, and it seemed that a fierce dispute was going on.

An old man with two golden horns, richly dressed, and a majestic face sat on the main seat with an expressionless face.

The old man's eyes flickered between opening and closing, and the aura on his body was hidden, exuding an indescribable majesty.

At the moment, he listened expressionlessly to the arguments of the people below, and did not say a word.

The water tribes below are separated on both sides, faintly facing each other, among which the left hand is led by a ******** in a blue palace suit, and opposite to it is an old man with a turtle shell on his back.

Next to the beautiful woman, the mussel girl Xiangzhu lowered her head, looking at her toes, as if she was wandering in the world, not knowing what she was thinking.

“...... What about the alliance between the human and barbarian races, the human race has hunted and killed so many of our clansmen in the past, and it has become even more intense in recent years, and it is simply extremely arrogant! We must make them pay for their blood debts!" Beside the old man with a turtle shell, a burly sea clan man said with an angry face.

"According to the feedback of the patrol team, most of the elite forces of the human and barbarian tribes have been transferred, and now Chen Chong's troops are in the coastal towns, and they cannot come out, if we attack rashly, the loss will probably be not small. On the side of the palace beauty, a sea clan with a cyan face immediately retorted.

On the opposite side, the face of a sea tribe with scales on his body sank, and when he was about to speak, the voice of a beautiful woman in palace clothes suddenly sounded:

"The concubine thinks that since the holy woman has obtained the ancient barbarian secret technique, she should immediately put it into practice, once it is successful, why worry that the human race will not break it?"

"According to Lao Chen, although Gu Man is good at soul control, this technique consumes a lot of money after all, and it takes a long time. It's nothing if you succeed, but if you fail, you can ......" The old man with a turtle shell narrowed his eyes, as if he had something to say.

"The prime minister's intention is to take on this responsibility for the concubine? You must know that this matter involves the revitalization plan of our East China Sea clan. This miracle from heaven can be described as a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, if it drags on for a long time and suddenly changes, is the prime minister willing to take responsibility?"

"Madame's words are serious, the old minister didn't mean that......" The middle-aged man with a turtle shell shook his head and said.

Just as the two sides were arguing, a deep and majestic voice came from the direction of the main seat:

"Alright. Neither of them has to fight. The attack on the Terrans is postponed in advance, and the various departments can shrink their forces and maintain the battle line, Madame Lan, you take the Holy Maiden to study the witch array as soon as possible, and Prime Minister Wu Cheng will start preparing the materials needed to set up the formation now. ”

After the old man with golden horns on his head finished speaking, he suddenly got up without waiting for a few people to respond, strode towards the side door, and soon disappeared at the door.

......

On the afternoon of the second day when Shi Mu left the Wanlong Mountains.

At this time, when the mountain fog was rising, the entire foot of the mountain seemed to become a sea of clouds. And the sky is also full of white clouds, like a surge.

Between the two layers of clouds, the heaven and the earth are clear and empty, and the five sections of emerald green peaks without beginning and end are like a ladder connecting the two sea of clouds, towering between heaven and earth.

At the top of one of the peaks, in the center of a dense forest, is a clear lake hundreds of acres in size.

The lake is as green as jade, and what is even more pleasing is that there is an antique octagonal pavilion in the center of the lake, and a nine-curved corridor winds from the shore.

At this moment, a white dress is like snow, and his bare feet are like jade. The girl, who is as beautiful as the elf in the world, is looking at the blue lake in the balustrade in the gazebo, her eyes are like smoke.

And not far from her, a body village is plump. The golden-robed woman with a charming temperament looked at the elf girl with flowing eyes, and her eyes showed a little obsession.

"Did you come to me for something this time?" After half a sound, the elf girl's eyes gradually returned to coldness, and she said lightly.

"Xue'er, have you already decided?" the golden-robed woman's eyes cleared. His countenance became solemn.

"Not bad. The elf girl was silent for a moment before speaking.

"Do you really want to become stronger so much? even if you are successful in the Great Dao and invincible in heaven and earth, then what can you do?" said the golden-robed woman's face sank slightly.

"This opportunity is only once in 30 years, my master was not selected that year, and it has always been a pity, I want to fulfill her wish for my master. The elf girl said slowly.

"I'm afraid that your master wants to get those benefits, right? Hmph, what's the difference between this and selling people!" the golden-robed woman raised her eyebrows and said with disdain on her face.

"Don't talk nonsense, this matter is a good thing for the sect and me, you don't have to worry about it. The elf girl frowned and rebuked with displeasure.

"The Heavenly Posture of Fire Dance is not below you, why doesn't she go?" the golden-robed woman was stunned when she heard this, and then asked again after a while.

"In such a short period of time, Fire Dance has not yet reached the Innate Realm. In addition, the king of Qi has no children under his knees, and Huo Wu will inherit the throne in the future. The elven girl shook her head and sighed softly.

"That Shi Mu, don't you care about it?, this son's potential is beyond the expectations of all the elders, it seems to meet your standards, don't you think about it?" the golden-robed woman rolled her eyes and suddenly asked.

"I ...... I don't have anything to do with him. The elf girl was stunned for a moment, and replied with a flash of eyes.

"Doesn't it really matter? Isn't there an agreement between you?" said the golden-robed woman, whose eyes flashed with a hint of smiling cunning.

The elf girl was silent for a moment, and as soon as the white shadow flowered, it appeared a few feet away, and disappeared on the outline in a few flashes.

"I won't change my decision!" the elf girl's voice came from afar.

The golden-robed woman looked at the white figure in the distance, clenched her fists fiercely, her beautiful eyes flashed, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

......

At the necromantic interface, towering peaks appeared on the ground.

These peaks are pitch black and exude a cold and gloomy aura.

The ground beneath the peaks was a desolate sandy patch, and the gravel was pitch black. There is a strong wind blowing between the peaks all the time, and there seem to be black lines in the wind, which is cold and biting.

But the most surprising thing is that the sand here is littered with countless scattered bones.

Skulls, hand bones, humanoid, beast-like, some protruding from the ground, others half-buried in the sand. It can be inferred from this that there must have been many bones in the depths of the sand......

It's as if this place has experienced countless great battles and countless necromantic creatures have fallen here.

In the cold wind, a team of skeletons lined up in a long line. Forward in the headwind.

Walking in the forefront was Yan Luo, whose eyes flickered with soul fire, faintly revealing a look of eagerness, and strode forward.

The wind around him was also quite a hindrance to his progress, but Yanluo didn't care in the slightest.

Behind it was its skeletal legion. They were almost all struggling to keep up with Yanluo's footsteps.

The further you go, deeper into the depths of the black peaks, the stronger the wind, and even the sand and dust on the ground begin to roll up, forming a black dust storm that comes to your face.

Although Yan Luo was fine, some of the weak skeletons in the skeleton army behind it were swept up by the storm, and they were thrown into the air, falling down and shattering. The soul fire also dissipated.

Yan Luo seemed to have no idea about the situation behind him, and still strode forward.

After some time, it came to a canyon between the two giant peaks, and finally stopped.

A moment later, a jumble of footsteps caught up.

There were originally hundreds of skeleton legions, but at the moment there were only thirty or forty left, but all that remained were some strong skeletons.

The azure soul fire in Yan Luo's eyes flickered and fluctuated, as if sensing something.

Its body shook, and it suddenly ran forward, and after two breaths, it came to a low-lying ground dozens of feet away.

Roar!

Yan Luo opened his mouth and let out a silent fluctuation of his divine soul. The skeletal legion under his command immediately rushed over, digging into the ground with their palms in pieces.

Yan Luo himself also flew with both hands, quickly digging through the black sand on the ground.

Countless bones were buried in the sand, all of which looked to have decayed for an unknown number of years.

Dozens of skeletons combined. In the blink of an eye, a large pit several feet deep was dug, but the further down it went, the harder the soil became, and it was difficult for ordinary skeleton soldiers to dig the ground again, only Yan Luo's palms were still sharp, like stabbing tofu. Easily pierces into hard ground.

Yan Luo's hand movements became faster and faster, and the soul fire was beating brighter and brighter.

With a muffled sound, Yan Luo peeled open a piece of black sand, revealing a gray-white skeleton, although it was hidden deep underground, but there was no trace of decay, and even emitted a faint fluorescence.

Yan Luo's soul fire brightened, and he quickly dug through the nearby sand, revealing the full picture of gray bones, but it was a leg bone with a toe attached, which looked like it should belong to the right foot.

Yan Luo grasped the leg bone in his hand, and his whole body trembled slightly, as if he was very excited.

After a few moments, it stood up with its leg bone, grabbed the bone spear that had been placed aside, and slashed at its right leg with lightning speed, severing it in one fell swoop.

Immediately, it placed the gray leg bone in its hand on the broken bone, and a burst of white light flashed, and the gray leg bone was perfectly connected to its body.

A burst of white light suddenly appeared on Yan Luo's body, enveloping it all over its body.

After a full quarter of an hour, the white light slowly converged, and finally turned into a white ball of light, which merged into its skull.

Boom and silent fluctuations!

A powerful divine soul fluctuation emanated from Yan Luo's skull and swept towards the surroundings, and the color of the soul fire in Yan Luo's eyes suddenly changed from light blue to completely blue.

Not only that, but Yan Luo's body also exuded a powerful aura far beyond the previous one!

The surrounding skeleton legions felt that Yan Luo's strength had increased again, and they fell to the ground one after another.

The soul fire in Yan Luo's eyes slowly calmed down, and he seemed to have a few more spiritual rays than before.

It turned its head to look around, and a moment later let out a spirit cry, and the skeletons around it stood up.

Yan Luo waved his hand, and a white light emanated from its hand, instantly diffusing to all the skeletons present.

The bodies of these skeletons were shocked, and the soul fire in their eyes suddenly became a lot stronger.

Yan Luo lowered his arm, waved the bone gun in his hand, and led his skeleton army to continue forward.

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Recently, I have seen a lot of people in the circle of friends talking about online novels adapted from mobile games, and I am still very proud of forgetting words. Because the biggest difference between the forgotten "Demon Heaven" mobile game and most mobile games is that the "Demon Heaven" game reproduces the fighting process of the world of cultivating immortals. (To be continued.) )