In the eyes of the evil god, the wild fire and blood flowed, and suddenly glowed. The sleeping troll was awakened at this moment. The ancient terrifying will of the evil god, the terrifying remnant of the god, rose from the deepest part of the eyeball.

On the stone platform, fist-sized eyeballs rose like a blood-colored sun, levitating in front of Zhou Ming, examining Zhou Ming at this moment.

Through the bloodline, Zhou Ming felt that he had some kind of inexplicable connection with this eyeball, as if life was tied together.

His blood continued to flow out, and the color of blood spread over the Eye of the Evil God. The slightly shriveled ancient eyeballs became full little by little, and a wisp of life filled out, squirming slightly, actually devouring the energy of heaven and earth.

In front of this eyeball, Zhou Mingzhi felt cold all over his body, and there was a strong uneasiness in the depths of his soul.

All this is too terrifying, and it is very different from what Zhou Tianlong and Meng Dieyi said. He didn't control the Eye of the Evil God, but had a terrible feeling of being turned into a puppet and being controlled by it.

At this moment, the evil eyeball is examining the life in front of it, and time seems to stand still in the evil gaze.

I don't know how long it has been, the evil light on the eyeball bursts out, filled with manic thoughts, the whole eyeball is squirming sharply, it seems to be sure that the life in front of him has the same blood as it, and suddenly turned into a blood light, and suddenly pierced into Zhou Ming's heart.

"Ahahahaha, the eternal battle, the endless entanglement, finally I have the last laugh! Everything ends here! Blood Wolf God, you have failed!"

A strange and triumphant voice suddenly sounded, and the laughter was full of charm and excitement.

I only heard his voice, but I didn't see his person, which seemed very weird. Flashing Net

"This ...... It's full of intrigues!"

Zhou Mingzhi's painful face was distorted, his whole body was spasming and trembling, and the terrifying evil power in his body was raging, washing wildly, and roughly shaping.

"Didn't you escape the fate of the chess pieces after all?"

Zhou Ming's heart was full of unwillingness, and his painful eyes were full of confusion.

Raising his head with difficulty, he saw that the space here was collapsing strangely, like an invisible chain, piercing into his body alive, and then weaving, locking, and solidifying, forming a terrifying seal.

He turned his head with difficulty, his blood-red eyes looking at the other side of the membrane.

There, as if across the eternal time and space, suddenly a distorted nine-colored flame was suspended, hazy and vague, blurry, dreamy, burning and dancing wildly.

The sight reminded him of the blazing flames on the altar.

Their arrogance and madness are so similar, they are the same.

"Why?"

He let out a hoarse, twisted growl, and his eyes burst with hysterical hatred.

In the world, there are really such ruthless parents who dare to sacrifice their children to complete their ambitious plans.

Zhou Ming really couldn't believe this.

Zhou Ming never expected all this.

Tiger poison doesn't eat children!

Holy!

In the midst of that flame, a strange purple figure emerged, like a poppy flower in full bloom, gorgeous and suffocating, but with an innate deep toxicity.

The purple figure curled the corners of his mouth, with a kind of palpitating pity, looked at Zhou Ming pitifully and said: "This is your fate, there is no why, fate is fate!"

"My fate is up to me, I don't believe in any bullshit fate!"

Zhou Ming roared, struggling frantically, like a small worm that was suddenly hit by a drop of pine resin, it seemed so futile, destined to be unable to break free, and to turn into a grain of amber.

All of this does smack of fatalism. But in Zhou Ming's view, it is not so much fate as a conspiracy.

The bewitching purple figure shook his fingers and said, "All this does not change because of the unwillingness in your heart! The world is really a wonderful place, and you have indeed changed a lot in the past fourteen years." However, it is still not possible to change the ending. As I said, this is your destiny, the destiny I designed for you. I have to say, you are the most proud masterpiece of my life!"

"What the hell do you want to express?

Zhou Ming smelled the smell of terrifying conspiracy and let out an almost crazy roar.

The purple figure snorted coldly, as if annoyed by Zhou Ming's curse, and said coldly: "I am your master, I single-handedly created your master, a bold slave, dare to be so disrespectful to me!"

"What?"

Zhou Ming's mind was simply thunderous. Only now did I realize that the origin of this physical body was so confusing.

Could it be that Zhou Tianlong and Meng Dieyi are fake? Is that just a fabrication?

Oh my God, that kid was born from the moment he was born, and he was a flesh and blood puppet created by someone else?!

"There is no Zhou Tianlong, there is no dream butterfly, it is just a dream I weave for you. It's just me, it's only me who dreams of Zhoutian! I created you with my own hands, using the blood of all spirits, and a drop of divine blood of the Blood Wolf God, to create you out of nothingness. You are my tool, a mere vessel to seal the Eye of the Evil God. Sending you to the outside world is just for you to complete the final transformation, inherit the will of the source, and make the blood of all spirits and the blood of evil gods perfectly merge. ”

Meng Zhoutian told the truth indifferently and proudly, his hair danced wildly behind his head, and he looked down at Zhou Ming proudly and said, "You are perfect, as a container, you are really perfect." From now on, your life will be one with the Eye of the Evil God. In the near future, you will die, and with it, the Eye of the Evil God. At that time, my ancient battle with the Blood Wolf God will come to an end. As the ultimate victor, I will be given the Realm Birth, where I will be reborn and reborn!"

"You old witch, you won't succeed!"

It was only then that the truth emerged. It turns out that in this mysterious beast tomb, there is actually a realm treasure, and around this treasure is an ancient battle between two old monsters that have been dead but not stiff for hundreds of thousands of years.

Dream Zhoutian's confrontation with the Blood Wolf God is all entangled in the remnants of the embers, just to win the realm of the fetus, so as to give birth to rebirth.

The so-called realm fetus is actually the embryo of the realm, a prototype of the realm that has not yet been formed and is still in a state of gestation.

The prototype of this realm is the battlefield world.

The will of the Blood Wolf God controlled the space hidden in the Realm, but it was a pity that the Baoyue Celestial Wolf Clan had already entered it long before the ancient years and became the overlord in the rudiments of this Realm.

The ancient ancestor of the Baoyue Heavenly Wolf did not have the desire to be reborn here, and he could not allow the realm to be lost.

At the beginning of the war, it was fought between the Blood Wolf God and the Baoyue Heavenly Wolf Clan. Originally, the blood wolf god had an eyeball and a winning capital, which had caused the wolf clan to fall, and they were corrupted by his evil one after another, and turned into a blood wolf.

At this time, Dream Zhoutian, who was also a remnant of the embers, came out of the sky, and promised the Baoyue Heavenly Wolf Clan to rest in peace, and reached an agreement with it to form an alliance against the Blood Wolf God.

Under the confrontation between the two parties, there was a crazy counterattack by the Baoyue Heavenly Wolf clan inside, and a dream Zhoutian sealed the beast essence stone outside, drawing wages from the bottom of the kettle, cutting off the source of the blood wolf god's power, and then banning the evil god's eyeballs and forcing the evil god into a desperate situation.

In this way, the situation is deadlocked.

Time has passed, thousands of years, and it has stretched to this day.

The Blood Wolf God released the fire and had a plan to make a wolf warrior, the Baoyue Heavenly Wolf used the Ancestral Fang, but he refused to give up, and Meng Zhoutian was even more profound, secretly making all kinds of preparations.

So far, the melons are ripe, it seems that Dream Zhoutian has the last laugh?!