"It's not a fantasy, it's real. ”

"Huh?"

Wang Long, who was talking endlessly, was stunned for a moment before digesting Tang Xuanming's words.

He instinctively didn't want to believe in the great war that took place in time and space.

When he listened to the history teacher's lectures, he mostly listened to them as myths, and he remembered these strange things relatively well.

Because he found these stories very interesting, and the history teacher was torturous to make up.

"You won't understand that. ”

Tang Xuanming didn't plan to explain anything, after determining that there was an extremely high-end force in the secret realm, and it was very likely that he would be able to obtain all the next levels of cultivation methods, he felt that he had come to the ancient battlefield of the Devil's Plains this time.

"Show me the way, I'm going to the heart of the Devil's Plains. ”

"I'm going to die there, I'm just an Ant Emperor six-fold scum......"

Under Tang Xuanming's calm gaze, Wang Long swallowed the remaining half of the words back into his stomach, and led the way in front with low eyebrows.

And carefully explained: "The center of the Devil's Plains is usually the place where the competition between the human race and the demon race is the most intense, and the inheritance of the human emperor and the demon emperor has stimulated countless people, this time it is suspected that there is a pure-blooded three-legged golden crow appearing on the battlefield, and it will definitely detonate the entire battlefield......"

Wang Long hoped that through this series of news, this mysterious Shura Killing God would reconsider the danger in the center of the battlefield, but found that Tang Xuanming had no waves.

The strength of killing gods with Shura is enough to dominate the entire battlefield, but the key is not in this battlefield, but in the many strong people outside the battlefield.

The appearance of the Demon Emperor's direct bloodline in the Devil's Plains meant that the most terrifying figure of the Demon Clan also appeared nearby.

"Oh, damn it, the Shura God of Killing was born in the middle of the battlefield, and he shouldn't know a lot of news from the outside world. ”

After realizing this, Wang Long did not beat around the bush, and said bluntly: "The strong people in the Devil's Plains are at most ten times stronger than me...... Well, a hundredfold!"

After being glanced at by Tang Xuanming, Wang Long decisively changed his words.

"That's not that strong, you're so weak?"

"The main thing is that there is no way for the strong to enter here, all the strong people are surrounded by the periphery of the Devil's Plain, and they are all strong people who can collapse the mountains and split the land, if you kill too much here......"

Wang Long's meaning is obvious, he doesn't want to follow Tang Xuanming deep into the center of the Devil's Plain, and when the time comes, Shura Killing God Killing Dafa will kill all the top young people of the human race and demon race, and it will really break the sky.

"Hey, there's a little snake here. ”

Wang Long was still about to persuade him bitterly, when he saw the god-killing level figure in front of him pull out a tail about the thickness of a baby's arm from a cave in front of him.

"Why is this tail so familiar?"

Before he could think about it, he saw Tang Xuanming exert his arms.

"Phew!"

The power of millions of catties exploded in an instant, and the short tail did not break, but the mountain peak in front of it let out a violent whistling sound, and it split in half with a bang.

Wang Long opened his mouth wide, looking at the behemoth in front of him, his calves and stomach began to tremble again.

It was a monster as tall as a mountain, shaped like a giant tiger, but with a hedgehog on its body, a pair of strange wings on its fur back, and most peculiarly, a snake-like tail behind its ass.

Tang Xuanming was dragging that tail and pulling this powerful beast out of the cave.

"Wang!"

The mighty beast raised its head to the sky and let out a roar that should have been mighty, but it made a sound like a dog's bark.

Tang Xuanming was stunned for a moment.

And Wang Long, who was next to him, already looked like a ghost, looking up to the sky and screaming, even more sad than when he saw Tang Xuanming, and even gave up his plan to escape, screaming tremblingly.

"Poor Qi! This is Qi Qi. ”

"We're finished, we're finished, this is a fierce beast that was at the level of God Slaughter in its heyday. ”

Wang Long was wailing, and he didn't want to speak.

He didn't expect his luck to be so bad.

In the Devil's Plains, the ghosts of the human race and the demon race are mixed with each other, but in this kind of realm that is at the rear of the human race, theoretically there should not be a powerful race among the demon race, let alone a top fierce beast like Qi Qi.

The only danger in the Devil's Plains is encountering powerful beings of different races.

Between the same race, the powerful remnant thoughts will pass on the supernatural power exercises to their next generation, and there is only one situation between different races, immortality, ten thousand years ago, when the battle reached the peak, all the existing bodies were shattered in the process of reversing time and space, and only the most stirring thoughts in the mind could survive.

And the most stirring thought in the minds of the demon race, in addition to their own most powerful supernatural powers, is the indelible hatred of the human race.

Wang Long screamed in place for a long time, but then found that the powerful Poor Strange Beast had never started to torture him, and he was stunned for a moment before he remembered.

He was not followed by the top figures of the younger generation of the human race, but the Shura Killing God who was born in the Devil's Plains, a terrifying existence with endless legends and bloody colors.

An unrivaled existence for him, but not for Shura Killing God.

Boom!

The whole earth seemed to tremble, Wang Long's eyelids jumped, watching the mountain-sized Qiqi remnants fly high, and then a divine light quickly outlined in the hands of the Shura Killing God, forming a big bow.

Bend the bow and arrow, all in one go.

Previously came from the supernatural power of the Terran powerhouse - the wind chasing arrow.

"Bang!"

The arrow seemed to have a spirit, and it went straight into the half-sized eye of the lantern.

"Wang!"

Qiqi in the void let out a loud scream, and then shattered into a black mist in the sky, like a huge firework.

A thick black silk thread submerged into Tang Xuanming's eyebrows, silently.

"Keep leading the way!"

Wang Long was awakened by Tang Xuanming's words, and instinctively led the way in front, still thinking about the terrible arrow in his mind.

"How could the Terran Star Level Divine Power be so terrifying in his hands?"

"It's obviously a wind-chasing arrow with the unique supernatural power of the star level, why can he explode with the power of qi and blood alone?"

Wang Long was puzzled, and in the end he could only explain it with the special nature of Shura's killing of gods.

"No wonder Shura Killing God is so terrible in the outside world, once caused boundless killing, in the blink of an eye, he can understand and digest a magical power, and use it to such a terrifying degree, such a character is born to exist for killing. ”

Tang Xuanming didn't care how Wang Long made up his brain, at this time he was understanding and digesting the talent and magic power that Qi Qi had just passed to him, the talent and magic power that belonged to the demon clan alone.