If one day anyone tells himself that he will feel an ominous premonition at home, then the Emperor of the Abandoned Heaven will definitely teach him that children can eat and not talk nonsense. However, when he fiddled with that chess game many times, he really felt an inexplicable sense of frustration, just like many years ago when he had worked so hard to find that the world could not be saved. Did you fail at something?

So on this day, the Emperor of the Abandoned Heaven was extremely irritable. Even if he called his old comrades-in-arms to make up for the lack of swords, he couldn't get rid of the depression in his heart. "Old wolf, go back, I'm fine." Pretended to be well-recovered, but how could he hide it from making up for the lack of a sword?

It's just that this time is different from the past, no matter how strong the comradeship was in the past, but after all, there is a difference between the top and bottom, after all, it is still faded, and the subordinates can't say that they can break the fragility of the boss. Silently walked out of the small pavilion where the Emperor of Heaven had locked him, and wanted to look back at Emperor Qitian, but he stopped suddenly, there are some things, pure masters don't look back, such as the explosion of fireworks, such as the fragility of men.

The lonely realm of the six heavens, the lonely gods. The surrounding flowers and trees will never wither, and the mountains and rivers will not rot for thousands of years. But they're all dead, they're all dead. "It looks like it's going to speed things up." With a slight force of the white jade-like fingers, a "king" was pinched into a severe disability, and the Emperor of Heaven waved away the chessboard, clenched his fingers into a fist, gently pressed against his chin, and muttered to himself.

The invisible giant hand condensed in the sky above the Dao Realm again, and the increasingly condensed black air mass wrapped around the newly acquired core as if it had been reborn, and the speed at which the air flow was tumbling from the small river to the waterfall soaring all the way, and even the fierce dragon horn grasping fingers that seemed to be vaguely shrouded in smoke were much clearer. The whole scene is like a child's graffiti turned into a realistic sketch of Leonardo da Vinci.

According to this situation, it will not take the estimated hundred years for the Xenomorphic Demon Realm to be born, giving birth to countless demon soldiers and demon generals who will conquer the Suffering Realm, bringing unprecedented war to the world. But now, its owners can't wait.

Two giant hands, one hand grabbed the back of the neck of the Xenomorph Demon Dragon, and the other hand took out the core of the most central black air mass, as if feeding medicine to a child, and with the help of the flowing black qi, the core was used as a pill and sent into it. One second, two seconds...... The moment the core entered, the atmosphere between heaven and earth froze, and even the surging black air flow stopped moving.

And some new changes are displayed on the Xenomorph Demon Dragon: countless sharp knife-like bone spurs slowly pierce the spine of the Demon Dragon with layers of scales, and from top to bottom, a bone pointed tail tens of meters long stretches out. The spiral pattern circled on it, and the black qi around it stirred like a spear.

And the claw-like palm of the lizard condenses the hook fingers like a mountain eagle. The most striking thing is the golden sharp horn that soars into the sky, with the slight swing of the head of the alien demon dragon, the sharp blade that rushes forward actually cuts out the Dao light waves, from the protective layer outside the Dao, these light waves are obviously things that cost human life, not to look at.

It's just that all these changes obviously didn't come naturally, and they were formed peacefully. As the bone spurs became more and more numerous and larger, the Xenomorph Demon Dragon let out a piercing cry and struggled in the hands of the two giant hands, cutting the giant hands to pieces with bone spurs. "A dog that bites is a good dog, but a dog that bites its owner needs to be educated." The Heaven Abandoning Emperor, who remotely controlled the two giant hands in the Six Heavens Realm, was very satisfied with his work, and the strength in his hand couldn't help but weigh three points more, "Come on, let the world see the new creation of God, how powerful it is to shake the world!" ”

The newborn bone spurs on the back of the neck of the Xenomorph Demon Dragon were broken by the increasingly powerful giant hand, and they continued to grow under the action of the core and air flow, and the layers of bone spurs and broken bone stubble, and the canine teeth interlaced into a deformed piece of basalt. Some bone spurs that were difficult to pierce out of the flesh bent into barbs and hooked into the flesh of the Xenomorph Demon Dragon, and the yellow and black amber-like eyes also stood out from the unbearable pain.

Finally, the Demon Dragon's pain reached its limit, and a heaven-shattering roar was the last struggle of the Xenomorph Demon Dragon, but would the Heaven Abandoning Emperor who came up with the fighting spirit care about the life or death of the toy? Countless calcaneal bone spurs broke in the collision with the giant hand, and fell straight down under the attraction of the gravity of the Dao Realm.

In the face of this simple substance that does not contain any abnormal force, the protective net of the Dao realm is wide open. But this is the creature of the Dao realm. Who would have thought that in addition to hail, rain and snow from the sky, there would also be bones?

There is no perpetual motion machine in this world, and naturally there will be no endless energy, the growth rate of bone spurs has gradually slowed down, but the killing intent of the Abandonable Heavenly Emperor has increased unabated. Two giant hands, one hand pinched the back of the neck, the other grabbed the lower abdomen, under the impact of the two opposing forces, the spine of the demon dragon once made a "crunch" sound.

The beast's instinct told the Xenomorph dragon how dangerous it was, "Roar, ahhhh "The last fight is not to be able to defeat the God of Destruction, but to prove one's worth. The massive horn of charge on the dragon's head glows with a dazzling light, and if a poacher sees it, no top-of-the-line ivory rhino horn will ever catch its eye.

The light condensed into a golden crescent, slashing at the back of the giant hand on the back of the neck, like butter cutting tofu, running through the palm of the hand from the back of the hand, and even crossing the back of the demon dragon for a distance, leaving a scar like a long river on land, and then castration unabated, from the weak point of the Dao realm protective net, penetrating into the realm!

The Dao Realm, which was already frightened by the rain of bones in the world, seemed to have a twelve-magnitude earthquake, and even the Dao Realm Xuanzong Mountain Gate, which was thousands of miles away, was shocked by this.

The four realms and six realms, the Dao realm is the top, the suffering realm is in the middle, the collection realm is flat, and the extinction realm is like a wheel missing the center, below the side of the suffering realm. The last afterglow of the golden crescent moon pierced obliquely into the Extinction Realm, like a thin needle penetrating the orange peel diagonally without hurting the orange pulp, opening a hole in the Dao Realm and the Extinction Realm.

From then on, the realm of annihilation, which was only connected to the realm of suffering by a narrow path to the heavens, finally had a channel to communicate with other realms. However, during the special period when the Great War of the Holy and Evil was about to break out, an unknown passage appeared in the Destruction Realm, which was neither within the sphere of influence of the Confucian Sage, nor under the jurisdiction of the evil spirit.

"Let me take a look! Back to the bitter situation, I can't wait. "There was a voice of calamity and anticipation from the Demon World Floating Slaughterhouse.

"The poor monk inherits the mantle of Brahma, and in this special period, he should do his part." 'There's not enough material. 'Turn the Buddha beads carved by the bone spurs of the woe alone, Brahma thought of a page of the book.