In the extreme north, in the Ice Palace, the Demon Lord suddenly opened his eyes, looked to the west, and then looked at the north, silent, but his hands were trembling unconsciously. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The white bear, crouching at its feet, opened its mouth, yawned heavily, closed its eyes again, and after a while began to snore loudly.

In the southeast corner of the Ice Palace, in a side hall, an unusually violent voice came out:

"Why, why? Why didn't the Holy Land choose me, I am the future Demon Lord, I am the future of the Demon Race......"

"Who's it, who's it? He actually got the approval of the Holy Land before me, I want to kill him, kill him, yes, I must kill him......"

"The demon clan is mine, mine, that slut is also mine, it's all my ......"

In the side hall, a man in a blue shirt was wearing a mantle, roaring covered in blood, vases and tea bowls were shattered to the ground, and the screen had been hit, still bumping into each other like madness.

"Holy Son, what's going on, what's going on?"

A woman dressed in palace clothes asked gently, and her voice seemed to be filled with an indescribable magic.

The man in the blue shirt who looked like a madman actually calmed down, and pulled his messy hair, revealing a handsome and delicate face like a stunning woman.

Sticking out his tongue to lick the remaining blood from the corners of his mouth, he smiled evilly and said:

"Bottle, pass on my order, attack the "God Falling Wall" tonight, cover me to enter the Tang Dynasty, I want to snatch back everything I have lost in person! ”

……

On the periphery of the West Mountain in the Western Regions, dozens of black-clothed people dived towards the Guangmen of the West Mountain in a fan shape, their bodies like electricity, without a trace of the wind.

Suddenly, the figure of the leader froze, and as soon as he raised his hand, dozens of black-clothed people stood silently, no longer advancing.

The leader looked at the sky, was silent for a while, and said:

"I feel the breath of the Holy Land, and the Inheritor of the Holy Land has appeared, right in the Lich Sanctuary."

"The plan is canceled, everyone lurk in peace and wait for the summons at any time!"

The voice was illusory, like a heavenly sound floating in all directions, disappearing like falling leaves to the ground, and dozens of black-clothed men had disappeared from them, as if they had never appeared.

The person who was left alone was muttering to himself: "The inheritor of the Holy Land is not the Holy Son, but someone else, what should you do with the Demon Lord, and what will the Holy Son do?" It's messed up ......"

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In the dark palace deep in the heavenly river

The three blackened scrolls on the desk became transparent as the fly's head text was output, and finally turned into streams of water rushing towards the river.

On the Tianhe, Tu Tianjian, who was like returning to his hometown, flew around happily, jumping like a child, and playing happily.

As the river water formed by the three black scrolls gushed out of the river, the Heaven Slaughter Sword suddenly flew out of the heavenly river as if it had been summoned, and once again flew into the huge pit like the first cave of the ancestral root of the little tree in the east, and it was silent.

The river of the three pan-black scrolls poured into the mind of the little tree in the east like money.

Like an old monk, the Dongfang Xiaoshu woke up suddenly, and in the face of the massive amount of obscure knowledge that suddenly and inexplicably appeared in his mind, before he had time to comprehend it, there was a sharp pain like a needle and a knife in his head, and the whole person fell down like a wood.

With his head in his hands, he rolled back and forth on the ground in agony, letting out a howl like an animal.

Frightened, Xiaobao shrank in a corner of the cave, his two wings were raised, his head was lying on the ground, his buttocks were pouted, and he kept talking to himself in his heart:

"Xiaobao didn't see it, Xiaobao didn't see it......"

It is a very dangerous thing to be instantly invaded by a foreign object.

Without any precautions, mortals become idiots even if they don't die, and immortal cultivators are no exception.

It's okay that the foreign thing is good, but it was just a peep at the secret;

If it is malicious, it is believed that there are only two outcomes for the person who has been invaded: one is to lose his personal freedom from then on; The second is that you can't see the sun the next day.

Dongfang Xiaoshu had a splitting headache, and felt that his head might explode at any time.

The howling gradually stopped, because his throat was broken, and he could not shout any sound.

The body that was rolling back and forth also stopped in place because of the lack of strength, and only the limbs were still twitching back and forth.

However, the water gushing out of the Heavenly River still poured into Dongfang Xiaoshu's spirit, and if it continued, Dongfang Xiaoshu was about to turn into a headless corpse, because his head had swelled to pieces.

In the huge pit like the first acupoint of the ancestral root, the Heaven Slayer Sword that had been silent suddenly trembled, and the river water formed by the three blackened ancient scrolls seemed to be pulled, and no longer poured into the spirit of the eastern tree, but went straight to the first acupuncture-like pit of the ancestral root in its abdomen.

After about half a pillar of incense, there was finally no more water gushing out of the Tianhe, and the endless Tianhe suddenly shook, and the waves washed everything and collided with everything.

The cave began to tremble and groan, the ground began to shake, and the rubble rained down and the stone chips filled every space in the cave.

The heavenly river in the cave began to blur, and it could disappear completely at any time.

The main body of the endless Tianhe has quietly disappeared, and the remaining corner is also disappearing at a speed visible to the human eye.

The last corner of the Tianhe River became blurred, and when it was about to disappear completely, a bone hand with a black luster stretched out strangely from the corner of the Tianhe.

Then the head, sternum, legs, and when the black shiny skeleton's feet stepped on the cave floor, the heavenly river completely disappeared.

In the east of the Holy Land of the Wu Clan, the black robe who was waving a Mo knife in his hand and sitting firmly on a tall bone horse looked back strangely.

The two spilling flames flickered a few times, and seemed to hesitate for a moment, still brandishing the Mo Knife, directing hundreds of thousands of skeleton legions to rush to the east.

All the creatures encountered along the way were crushed, and none of them survived.

The cave became unusually quiet, the skeleton with a black sheen still standing, and the black flame in the skull, which symbolized the fire of the soul, was dying, and could be extinguished at any time.

It shows that the skeleton with a black sheen has consumed most of its strength in order to climb out of the heavenly river, and it is exhausted at this time.

Xiaobao still maintained his original posture, pouting his ass and muttering invisible words to himself, entertaining himself.

The little tree of the East passed out rarely, and when the river no longer poured into his soul, he passed out.

I don't know how long time passed, Dongfang Xiaoshu woke up, his head was still painful, but it was within the tolerable range.

Dongfang Xiaoshu didn't get up, but endured the pain and worked hard to digest the inexplicable amount of knowledge in his soul.

The words of the third chapter of the Book of Heaven suddenly appeared in the soul of Dongfang Xiaoshu, which made him continue to sort out a large amount of knowledge after a shiver.