The dim sky was like a sudden heavenly change, which shocked and panicked the monks who entered the Heavenly Machine World one by one.

"This may be the screening of the Heavenly Machine Beast!" Looking at the image manifested above the firmament, just as Ruoxi thought, the illusion manifested by the Heavenly Machine Beast was different in everyone's eyes, and even in the eyes of the Tiannan Qin family monk, it was a black dragon, a black dragon with wings and looking down on the world, violent and full of madness.

Of course, this is for the Qin family, and for those family cultivators who don't have the slightest background, everything that happened suddenly is a sudden disaster, without the slightest other meaning.

All appearances are false, the Tao has a different understanding in everyone's heart, and the incomplete heavenly machine, the illusion of illusion, is naturally different, just like the inner demon in everyone's heart, at this moment turned into its own calamity.

It can be said that this screening of the Heavenly Machine Beast is a calamity, a calamity generated by one's own understanding of the Dao.

However, this calamity, for Ye Feng, is a little weird, and even a little close to the essence of the heavenly machine, that is------。

The tentacles like a dragon were hesitating, at least in Ye Feng's heart, and even Ye Feng could hear that almost whisper-like voice, "The existence of contradictions!" ”

This made Ye Feng confused, but he also woke up in an instant, yes, the mutated true element in the body, but it was not the coexistence of death and vitality, the coexistence of destruction and rebirth.

However, when the disc tentacles, the brief delay turned into a thunderous lightning attack.

The golden true yuan on Ye Feng's body was drumming, and the fiery aura surrounded his body, which was a flame that was enough to destroy the heavens and the earth, facing the disc tentacles at this moment, revealing the most domineering aura.

Thundered! It seemed that the blood lake that was unwilling to be silent rose to the sky at this moment, it was a strange scene, as if the entire blood lake had the breath of life, and in an instant, with the origin of the sky, it condensed into a blood-red giant pillar.

No, it wasn't a giant pillar, for where it reached the sky, what manifested at this moment was a spearhead that shone with a scarlet sheen.

This is a shot, the Blood Sea Divine Spear, which shows its hideous side in the face of a supreme threat.

Legend has it that the sea of blood was born from heaven and earth, and became immortal between heaven and earth in chaos, but this is a rumor after all, although Ye Feng has also heard of it, but he has never taken it to heart, and now looking at the blood sea divine spear that wants to compete with the disc tentacles, Ye Feng's heart trembled, it seems that the legend in his memory has some origin after all.

Roar!

The next moment, Ye Feng clearly heard a roar, a roar, like the roar of a beast, more like the unwilling roar of the gods before they fell.

Thundered! There was a roar, as if the enraged disc tentacles showed a power that made Ye Feng extremely frightened in the next moment, it was an illusory figure, just a simple sweep, and the blood sea divine spear that stood between heaven and earth turned into a rain of blood.

"It's just an acquired blood lake, and you dare to be so rampant in front of the deity?" Where Ye Feng couldn't hear it, a slightly immature voice was whispering, expressing his inviolable dignity.

"Damn!" Endless nothingness, a vast space, a vast ocean covered the earth, flooding the sky, but the color of the sea was terrifying, it was scarlet blood, and the whole space was filled with a disgusting bloody aura.

And this slightly angry voice came from the vast depths of the ocean, from the blood-colored palace hidden in the depths of the ocean, where on the blood-colored giant chair like an emperor's throne, a crimson man looked indifferent, that was the indifference of the eternal, with a unique momentum.

"The day of reckoning is coming!" The man's voice was ethereal, and the whole body became illusory in this voice, like thousands of ghosts, illusory, real.

"Who's talking?" The vast world, the strong aura, makes people feel more comfortable, a man in sackcloth, stepping forward, the whole person is elegant, floating like a fairy, but I don't know why, the whole person's footsteps are paused, because just now, a very abrupt word sounded, so that his soul trembled for no reason.

This is a bad feeling, which makes the man in sackcloth frown.

Ye Feng, who was also in the Heavenly Machine World and was facing the situation where the Blood Sea Divine Spear was shattered by a single blow, a voice that transmitted the desolation of eternity echoed in his soul, which was terrifying and chilling.

"Who is it?" Even in the face of the disc tentacles, Ye Feng, who did not have the slightest fear, was frightened at this moment, it was a feeling of being completely out of control, it was the feeling that everything about himself was completely watched.

This feeling made Ye Feng frightened and confused.

And at this moment, a black cry, a high-pitched and domineering voice, also sounded from the depths of the soul, and even at that moment, Ye Feng felt a domineering and blazing aura, burning an inexplicable existence.

And at the same time, in that blood-colored space, where heaven and earth were covered by a sea of blood, the figure in the blood-colored palace suddenly opened his eyes, it was the indifference that penetrated the will of the heavens, and it was the coldness that looked down on the eternal sky.

The next moment, a smile emerged, turning from silence into a monstrous wave of blood.

The disc tentacles were hesitating, not because of doubt, but because of fear, because from the seemingly young boy, there was first a kind of sadness that ignored the eternal sky, and then, there was a kind of domineering intention that dominated the world and was proud of all things in heaven and earth.

It was not a simple teenager, with the mark of the Fallen on his body, waiting for the moment of return. The immature voice in the void space was whispering, with hesitation and hesitation in his expression.

At last the hesitation dissipated, turning into indifference, a piece of determination, he wanted to see who the last breath belonged to, to see why the owner of the last breath had such an unacceptable aura.

The sky is trembling, the dragon-like tentacles are mighty, and the monks are running away, but it is difficult to escape the blood-colored mist, which is the life of the monks, including the monks in the god transformation period, and the little monks with curiosity and hope.

"Damn it!" In Ye Wuxin's eyes, the phantom beast above the sky was surrounded by flames, and every time he opened his mouth, a flame erupted from the sky, and this flame burned the heavens endlessly. Rao is possession of a powerful cultivation, and in the face of this endless flame, Ye Wuxin is still a little powerless.

The sea of fire rolled in the sky, and it was about to drown Ye Wuxin, and the Canglong tentacles that had accumulated a thunderous blow also exerted the power of destroying the world at this moment.