The years have passed, the war demons have disappeared for too long, and the ancient and magnificent palace has become the object of coveting by many people. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In front of the War Demon Palace, hundreds of veterans stood straight, silently waiting for the king to come, the years left a heavy imprint on them, dusty, no different from clay sculptures.

They are not kings, they can't change the pattern, most of them are just the lowest soldiers in the dark realm, they can only maintain their original strength, due to the restrictions of the rules, they will be difficult to break through for the rest of their lives.

After thousands of years of calm, the War Demon Temple finally ushered in his first batch of enemies, led by a golden war commander, there is life and death in the dark realm, but the number of troops is predetermined, whenever someone dies, someone will be reborn, and the cycle repeats.

The battle was about to break out, and the two sides fought to the death, and the War Demon Hall was weak, because they did not have such top-notch combat power as the Golden War Shuai, and the strongest was only a silver general, with a bloody heart and the belief that they would never give in.

Even in the face of strong opponents, they are still fearless and courageous, they have proved with practical actions that they are good, and they have proved with the blood of the enemy that the bloody army is not in vain.

Bloody battle to the end, fight to the point of a soldier.

They have never defended, let alone defended, only attacked, crazy attacks, and even more crazy attacks, and almost self-harming style of play made the golden marshal tremble when he saw it.

The generals are demons, the soldiers are brave, the gods are invincible, and they are devastated, each of them kills at least five opponents of the same level or above, and even more, they can break the law of darkness and kill the enemy beyond the ranks, they show the courage of bloody battles.

The brothers in front of them fall, and the ones behind them will make up for it, they have fully inherited the will of the undead war demons, they are an unyielding army, and they are opponents who make the enemy feel terrified.

The war is very cruel, high-intensity attacks, even hard weapons and armor can not withstand it, they are shattered, but their attacks do not stop because of this, the weapons are broken and there are fists, the fists are rotten and there are teeth, they are like mad beasts, even if they die, they have to pull the enemy's back.

The battle lasted for a long time, and the blood flowed like a river, and the dense corpses filled the battlefield, and the blood flowed down the corners into the huge pit, more and more, until the huge pit was filled, and a strong fierce aura emanated from it.

Without top-level combat power, they were powerless to return to the sky after all, and the outcome was already doomed, but they were not reconciled, and they fought to the death, and the remaining dozen or so silver generals collectively blew themselves up, and the powerful force impacted, and even the golden commander could not be spared and suffered heavy losses.

When the last ten men of the Blood War Army remained, they marched forward with no fear.

When the last five people of the Blood War Army remained, they fought hard to kill the enemy.

When there was only one man left in the Blood Army, he took their souls, their minds, and still fought bravely!

The golden commander won, but he couldn't be happy, because his team suffered heavy casualties, and the main force was almost slaughtered, and he never imagined that the old and weak soldiers could force him to this step.

Looking at the majestic palace in front of him, he retreated, and finally retreated silently, and did not settle in the War Demon Palace, after this battle, the War Demon Palace returned to peace again.

In the years that followed, few people fought the idea of fighting the Demon Palace, because after the golden commander left, there were many visions, and often people saw the ghosts entrenched in the Demon Palace, and a team of soldiers in armor neatly guarded outside the palace, silently looking at it from afar, and waiting silently.

A few years later, a young man was born out of thin air, with a tough attitude to kill into the Golden Commander Palace, it was night, the thunder was monstrous, the roar continued, the outside world could only feel the monstrous killing machine, the strong killing intent was like a substance, straight through the nine heavens.

The palace collapsed, no one in the palace was spared, all were killed, corpses were everywhere, blood stained the sky, all the corpses had one thing in common, headless!

Later, it was proved that the person who was killed was the golden commander who had attacked the War Demon Palace, and it was even rumored that the soldiers of the bloody war came to ask for their lives.

However, the rumors were quickly suppressed, because someone had seen a series of heads flying in the sky that night, and one of them was a golden commander.

And above the flying carpet of the skull, a blood-haired young man stood tall in the wind, three thousand bloodshot waterfalls down to his waist, a pair of blood-colored eyes were breathtaking, and he held a tattered copper sword in his hand, rusty.

Step on the flying carpet of the head and walk alone under the moon.

Later, someone vaguely saw a young man near the War Demon Palace, saying that he entered the demon pit with his head, and there were also strong people looking at it from afar, and the blood in the demon pit was churning, as if a pot was boiling, and countless blood-colored soldiers walked out of it.

These soldiers crawled out of the pit in a rage, bowing to the blood-haired youth with great reverence, their eyes fanatical and persistent.

The head brought back by the young man was piled up in front of the demon pit, as if to warn the world that the majesty of the War Demon Temple cannot be desecrated, and those who trespass on the Demon Temple will not be killed!

A few days later, another golden commander fell, and the servant was slaughtered, the ground was dyed dark red with blood, and the blood-haired young man walked out of the opponent's palace in blood.

The moon in the sky was a little brighter, and the tips of the young man's hair were still dripping with blood, and the tattered sword in his hand was less rusty because of the blood sucking.

The slaughtered golden marshal was the one who thought very highly of himself and looked at the War Demon Hall from afar, and after the news spread, the people of the War Demon Hall could only be in awe.

With the death of two golden commanders in a row, people thought that things would calm down for a while, but was he enough to be called a demon just like this?

In the night, the blood-haired young man came out of the demon pit again, and this time it was not one golden commander who died, but two, and things were like a hurricane, sweeping through the Qi country.

At this time, the legends about the undead war demons in the past became clear, and people rumored that when the undead war demons returned, he would take revenge on the entire dark realm, and only by killing everyone could he extinguish the anger in his heart.

The successive deaths of the golden commanders finally made some people unable to sit still, so the golden commanders of the entire Qi country were all united, with worries, fears, and fears in their hearts, and no one wanted to be the next soul.

Today's undead war demons can kill others, tomorrow's death is their own, who is not selfish? The king has not moved, and they have lost the protection of the king, and they are panicked in their hearts, so they decided to strike first.

A full fifty golden commanders, leading all the men and horses, poured the strength of a country, surrounded the War Demon Palace, dense human heads, black pressed into pieces, and there was no edge in sight.

Breaking through the obstacles, they finally saw everything in the demon pit, a huge deep pit, filled with thick blood, constantly tumbling and bubbling.

Behind the magic pit is a majestic hall, magnificent, due to the precipitation of time, now it is more simple and vicissitudes, in the center of the main hall, a young man wearing a golden armor sits upright, sits down nine golden dragons are lifelike, looking down on the world and the world, looking at the world.

The young man leaned on the dragon chair, stroked his forehead with one hand, and held a rusty bronze sword in his right hand.

Mount Tai collapsed in front of me without changing color, among thousands of troops, I did not move.

Even if they had absolute bargaining chips, they still didn't dare to act rashly, because they knew the horror of the undead war demons, and the record of continuously slaughtering opponents of the same level was not covered.

Everyone looked at each other, who would make the first move? Taken by the other party's prestige, those who made a rash attack would be attacked by the other party, they were all hesitating, although the result was obvious, a few people would inevitably die today, but who would want to be the ones who died?

Just as everyone hesitated, the blood-haired young man moved first, his speed was too fast to catch the trajectory of his attack, so fast that even the afterimage was not left.

Even the powerful Golden Commander only saw a blood-colored rainbow slash across the sky, and then the undead war demon appeared behind a golden commander, and then, the long sword swept past his neck, and a dazed head flew up, blood splattered.

The dead was a strong man of the Flying Tiger Clan, as the patriarch of the Flying Tiger Clan, his strength was undoubted, the Tiger was the king of all beasts, except for a few super fierce beasts, he could be said to be the strongest.

The huge tiger's head rose against the storm, showing its original form, and its flesh was as big as a mountain, falling on the surface, and tens of thousands of soldiers were crushed into flesh before they could even scream.

"Poof!"

The young man turned around, and the long sword had been inserted into the body of another golden battle commander, this was a dragon elephant clan powerhouse, with the bloodline of the ancient divine beast dragon, and also with the bloodline of the desolate alien supernatural elephant, which was very powerful.

A sword killed, the long sword pierced the other party's heart, the young man was bloody, his pupils turned dark red, and his long waterfall-like hair danced in the air, he became a real demon under the moonlit night.

It happened in an instant, and at this time, they really realized the horror of the undead war demons, and now, there was no point in escaping, as the golden commander, they had their own pride.

One by one, they no longer kept, and roared angrily and launched the strongest attack on him, either you die or I die, a fight of life and death!