Luofu Zong, Yousen Palace. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The cold wind in the secluded forest, like a knife scraping the bone, roaring all year round above 9000 zhang, thousands of mountains around it hang down, the long peak hangs, Qin Xiaoguo, or the Yuguo of the Tai is not saying a word, the eyebrows and eyes are closed, and the pan is sitting in the lonely and cold secluded forest hall.

The wind is blowing.

The blue dress was stirring in the air, and Yuguo clenched her teeth, trying her best to endure the pain and torture of a thousand cuts, her face was sickly pale, only her lips were extremely scarlet, and a trace of blood overflowed from it, which was a masterpiece bitten by her own teeth.

"Do you know what's wrong?"

The clothes were white and flawless, his face was as cold as a knife, he really looked like an immortal, and the Tantai Immortal floated high above the Yousen Palace, looking down at the Yuguo of the Tantai Condescendingly, his eyes were cold and indifferent, and he asked lightly.

Yuguo smiled miserably, raised his head, opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a blue light shining in his eyes, which was 70% similar to the expression of the Tai Immortal, indifferent and cold.

"In vain!"

The voice is cold and clear, where is there still a bit of weakness and immaturity at the beginning, and the tall figure of the Taixian is clearly reflected in his eyes.

At the end of the sky, a red light suddenly lit up, flashed slightly, and disappeared without a trace.

It's still Luofu Sect, but in a cave thousands of miles underground, a man with white hair and long beard, a black face, and a foul smell on his body seems to have opened his eyes consciously, his eyes are white and vast, there are no pupils, only countless flocculent silk threads are like a sea of stars, slowly rotating irregularly.

No one saw that behind the flocculent silk threads, a series of pictures were changing, and finally fixed on a pair of bright red eyes, in which there were faintly a few pairs of speckled tadpoles slowly swirling, mysterious and evil.

"Huh? Is it obscured? ”

Before he could finish speaking, a mouthful of black blood erupted from his mouth, exuding a cold chill, and the image in his pupils suddenly shattered and ceased to exist.

The face of the ancestor was ugly, and the blood remaining at the corner of his mouth made his whole person look even more ghostly, hideous, and his eyes looked at the secluded forest hall above his head from afar, and his eyes were full of chilling greed.

And at the same moment, in the east, west, north, south, and middle, in all corners of this world, there are a handful of people who are either fairy wind bones, or ghostly, or indifferent, or domineering, all look up at the end of the sky high, faintly thinking.

Among these people, most of them gradually stretched their brows and did not take it to heart, only a few people, their brows became tighter and tighter, and finally their complexions changed drastically, with an unbelievable look, and their mouths were even more shocked.

"Is that him?"

He? She? Or is it?

The tone is questioning, I can't believe it, I don't want to believe it, I can't believe it.

On the mainland of Zhongzhou, in the academy, a sound of surprise came gently from the edge of the lake, and the fishing hook was raised, fishing for a pool of sparkling blue waves.

In the imperial city, on the throne of the nine groups of supremes, Emperor Yu glanced lightly at the ministers underground, and his tone was unquestionable: "I want to build an altar, it is to worship the sky, it is to worship the earth, and it is to respect the ancestors. It is the continuation of the thousand-year-old hegemony of the imperial dynasty, and whoever stands in the way of it will be punished! ”

And in the other corner of the world, an extremely cold region, a place forgotten by the world, on a tower of ice piled up to the sky, a burly man, coarse linen shirt but could not hide the strong domineering aura on his body, just stood quietly on the top of the tower, looking down on the ground below, countless men and women in ragged clothes and exuding the smell of steel.

"One day, we will return to our roots!"

Thunder rang out over the entire ice field.

"Today!"

"Today!"

"Today!"

Just like the cry of thousands of years ago, the people on the ground shouted, the drums shook the sky, and the breath was scorching, as if they were about to melt the entire ice field, but this time, a huge crack really cracked on the ice field, like a groundbreaking lightning.

It was pitch black, without a trace of light, full of dead silence, in the dark sea of knowledge.

Suddenly, two lightning bolts passed, one red like blood, the other black like ink, the space seemed to be illuminated in an instant, and countless white chains came from the end of the darkness, winding and entwining, long and boundless, churning endlessly, like nine silver dragons, coming from the end of the world.

Behind the Kowloon, there is a black coffin no more than 3 meters high and less than 1 meter wide, which is inlaid with countless seemingly simple and mysterious patterns.

The white chains were wound layer by layer, shaking layer by layer, like a dragon's tail, and the whole coffin was tightly wound.

From a distance, it looks like a nine-dragon coffin, and up close, it looks like a nine-dragon lock coffin, no one can tell what it is, and after the nine dragons, behind the silver lock, and after the black coffin, an altar that has been hidden in the depths was finally dragged out.

The altar was crimson, crimson, scarlet, smelling of evil and blood everywhere, the altar was round, the ground was crisscrossed with countless ghost drawings, and a cold red and black throne stood quietly in the middle of the altar, and there was no one on it.

Woooooo

The wind is blowing, and the ghosts are howling!

A black smoke drifted out of the black coffin, along the chains, towards the altar, and rushed to the lonely, lonely, sinful throne.

Rumble!

The sea trembled, the sky collapsed, the nine silver-locked dragons suddenly raised their heads, like a long roar, there was a sound of contraction on the black coffin, a faint phantom flickered above the throne, and only a glimpse of a pair of scarlet eyes, cruel, bloodthirsty, evil, powerful, all the evil and power in the world are not enough to describe one ten-thousandth of them.

What a pair of scarlet eyes were there, what a pair of evil black pupils were there, just one glance made Zhao Xuehuang's soul frozen, like falling into hell.

The proud Zhao Xuehuang, the noble Fire Phoenix bloodline, when facing the pair of fleeting eyes on Qin Hao's face, he felt that he had become an ant and a dry bone, which was a kind of trembling and fear from the depths of the soul and hidden in the depths of the bloodline.

The flames were extinguished, the red lotus was extinguished, Zhao Xuehuang's face was dull, her eyes were frightened, and only a pair of evil pupils were left in her world, and black tadpole spots occupied the center of her world, spinning in circles, freezing time and space, leaving only the purest and most evil power.

Du Leech, who had not changed his face in the distance, suddenly shivered, staring at Qin Hao incredulously, the monstrous aura emanating from the other party was simply the same as the initial judgment.

One is an ant that is not a pity to die, and the other is an ancient giant beast that chooses people to devour.

"How is that possible? This powerful aura is simply. Du Leech was horrified, and did not know what words to use to explain the scene in front of him.

The ants of the previous moment turned into a monster that devoured heaven and earth? Is the world crazy?