"Whew......"

With a heart-rending cry, the earth was shaken three times, and the little leader sat on the ground, he looked at the dragon spirit tremblingly, his body kept moving back, and his pupils were full of horror.

At this moment, the dragon spirit is dozens of feet tall, his face is covered by a strange black mask, his pupils are beating with flames, his body is covered with a pair of black demon armor, his mouth is spitting black smoke, and he is shrouded in thunder and lightning, and the dragon spirit is like a Nine Heavens Demon God.

"Ah~ Help!"

The little leader screamed, and he stumbled to his feet, and ran as if he were flying, and he was sure it was the fastest in his life.

"Huhu~"

With the sound of breaking wind, the little leader was grabbed by the dragon spirit in his hand.

"No ......"

Before he finished speaking, the upper half of his body was gone, blood splashed, and then the lower half of his body was swallowed by the dragon spirit into his abdomen, but the dragon spirit still looked unfinished.

"Boom ......"

The dragon spirit began to run, the mountains and rivers shook considerably, and the mountains continued to collapse in the eyes of the dragon spirit, everything was so small, it was impossible to stop his progress.

The huge movement here has already attracted the attention of the sect, and there are constantly warriors rushing here.

"Bold and demonic, don't hurry up and arrest me, I am Yun Mohai, the chief third disciple of the Bloodthirsty Sect, and I am here to collect it. ”

One person held two long swords and stood out among the disciples of the Bloodthirsty Sect, one white and the other black, the white sword was like a white tiger, and the black was like a black dragon, the momentum was dangerous, but the dragon spirit did not put it in his eyes at all.

"Ignorant humans, how can the footsteps of my dark god be stopped, ignorance, let you see the power of my dark god. ”

Long Ling raised his right hand and slowly pressed a finger towards Yun Mohai, Yun Mohai's face couldn't help but change, he was shocked, all the space around him was sealed, even the air was frozen, he couldn't move, at this time he realized how small he was, he felt like a lamb against a hungry lion.

Yun Mohai's pupils burst, and the bones in his body were crushed and broken, the sound was terrifying, Yun Mohai opened his mouth to say something, but he couldn't spit out anything.

"Die!"

The dragon spirit seemed to have had enough, a dead word was like the soul urging order of the king of Hades, and he pressed it down with one finger, and suddenly the sea of clouds and ink turned into nothingness, and the dragon spirit showed a cruel smile, and he looked at the rest of the people.

"The third senior brother is dead. ”

"The third senior brother is really dead. ”

The dragons were leaderless, and everyone immediately fled in all directions, this level was not something they could deal with.

Long Ling looked at everyone with interest, as if those were all in his pocket.

fear

despair

weep

......

And so on emotions eroded the heart of the dragon spirit, he forgot who he was at the moment, forgot his own heart, forgot the truth, forgot everything, he only remembered that he was called: God of Darkness, he only knew his purpose, his mission was to destroy this world, so that this world would fall into darkness forever.

"Whales swallow all directions"

The dragon spirit's mouth opened slightly, as if a hole had been broken in the sky, and the galaxy was trembling, perhaps the dragon spirit was more like a gluttonous who had just woken up after a thousand years of sleep at the moment, devouring the sky and devouring the earth.

It didn't take long for people from the major sects to come to help, if the dragon spirit was really put into which city, it would be another bloody storm, and then there would be no living souls, and no grass and trees.

It's a pity that everyone's magic weapons and weapons hit the dragon spirit, and the dragon spirit felt like tickling, but it was not light or heavy, and he was a little impatient, and waved it away, and all those who were waved by the dragon spirit fell, and the dragon spirit roared angrily, and he was really angry.

"You cannot stop the power of God, mortal men. ”

Ten days later, the Bloodthirsty Sect had no life left except for the disappearance of the sect master...... Twenty days later, a quarter of the planet fell...... Thirty days later...... , So far, no one has been able to hurt the dragon spirit, the power of the dragon spirit is beyond everyone's cognition, if there is no way, it won't be long before this planet will become a death star, and all the people on this planet are in a panic, and no one knows if they will be alive in the next second.

"Alas, since it was my Bloodthirsty Sect that caused the disaster, then let the old man and I personally solve it. ”

A white-haired old man stood on the top of the mountain and looked at the dragon spirit from afar, he was the sect master of the bloodthirsty sect who had disappeared for a long time: Moro Honghe, Moro Honghe had mixed feelings in his heart, and he appeared in front of the dragon spirit in one step.

Long Ling was still holding dozens of ordinary people in his hands, and his mouth was still chewing, and Moro Honghe couldn't bear to look at it directly.

"Stupid guy, do you still want to do nothing?"

"Although I don't know who you are in the sect, but I didn't find out that you are my sin earlier, since I came, I didn't want to leave alive, you are not him, he is him, I just came to defeat you. ”

Moro Honghe looked at the dragon spirit calmly, Moro Honghe saw through life and death, and his calmness made a little wave in the dragon spirit's heart.

"Ordinary people also want to fight with God? Ridiculous, let you see the power of God. ”

"Silk!"

Moro Honghe didn't wait for the dragon spirit to make a move, and at lightning speed, one hand passed through the dragon spirit's body, through the dragon spirit's body, the dragon spirit's pupils widened, he couldn't believe it, he saw Moro Honghe pull out a mass of objects from his body, which is commonly known in the world: soul.

Everything in the world has a soul, even if it is a grass and a tree, the dragon spirit's body trembled slightly, all the substances of time are controlled by the soul, the dragon spirit began to sweat, he really didn't expect that there was such a forbidden law in the world.

A soul-snatching battle kicked off, and the dragon spirit, which had always been strong, seemed to have no power to fight back at the moment, and the monks were willing to let go of this great opportunity when they saw it, and suddenly red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo... Various colors of light appear in the dragon spirit's vision.

The dragon spirit is desperately withstanding the attacks of everyone while snatching his soul, although the Moro Honghe people are old, but their strength is not small, and they have already pulled out one-third of the soul of the dragon spirit in a short time.

"You will all die, and dare to blaspheme. ”

Moro Honghe's eardrums were shattered by the sound of the dragon spirit, and his ears were bleeding, but he was stunned and pulled the soul of the dragon spirit.

The two couldn't fight for a long time, but at this moment there was a turnaround, and suddenly Moro Honghe's eyes widened, he looked at the two swords that ran through his body in disbelief, he looked at the person behind him, and he suddenly understood.

"You're still ...... Alive?"

"Yes, I didn't expect it! Moro Honghe, ten years ago, I slaughtered ten thousand disciples of my 'Smile of Death', and today is the day when I take revenge and blood hatred. ”

'Smile of Death' is a non-approved sect, they take pleasure in slaughtering people, and they are proud of killing young and handsome people, a group of disciples led by the Bloodthirsty Sect ten years ago really can't bear it, which sect has no disciples who have been killed by Smiles of Death?

Someone takes the lead, and naturally someone follows, ten years ago, the battle was bloodstained for eight hundred miles, and finally caused countless high-level sect leaders to dispatch, and the smile of death was not left except for the sect leader Qi Junhe.

"Alas, the heavens are going to die, and I will do my best. ”

Moro Honghe looked up to the sky and roared, grabbed the dragon spirit with a knife and cut off the limbs that the dragon spirit had torn out and swallowed it into his mouth, then turned around and grabbed Qi Junhe, and said coldly:

"Come with me to hell! Seal !!"

"No ......"

Suddenly, a grimacing monster appeared behind Moro Red River, and the monster ripped open its abdomen, pulling Moro Red River and Rugged Horse into its belly, and then vanished.

"Haha, this is the truest nature of human beings, and when it comes to the life and death of the race, they can't let go of grievances, ha...... Boom!"

While everyone was still immersed in the monster, Long Ling's words were accompanied by a loud bang in everyone's ears before they could finish speaking.

Everyone looked at it together, and the dragon spirit was like a meteorite hitting the ground, kneeling on the ground, his arms drooping and looking powerless, and the armor on his body had completely disappeared, except for the mask on his face.

Everyone was stunned for a second at first, but then reacted, and a variety of moves bombarded the dragon spirit, and the dragon spirit's armor was as fragile as a snail without a shell.

"Bastard, you remember the day I return to the world, all the rebellious ministers should go!"

The dragon spirit tore through the space and fled, and those who understood the meaning of time and space chased after him and planned to take advantage of the victory to pursue, if he really ran away and returned again, no one could stop him, and there was only one Moro Red River.

The Red River of Moro was not inherited, and the strong people of the Terran began to organize people to rebuild their homes, and after this battle, the vitality of the Terran was greatly damaged.

......

"Who am I? Where am I? Do you know who I am? Where am I? Who are you?"

Ten years later, the human race gradually recovered a little vitality, and the dragon spirit asked the same question when he met people on the street, and everyone regarded the dragon spirit as a madman, and no one wanted to pay attention to the dragon spirit.

When he came to an old fortune teller and asked the same question, the old fortune teller did not ignore the dragon spirit like everyone else, but said:

"You don't even know who you are, how can I possibly know who you are?"

"yes, I don't know, how do you know?"

"Have you really forgotten, or do you not want to remember it again? Are you going to sleep forever in this memory space?"

The old man had something to say, but he didn't break it.

"I'm ...... Nightly Sleep...... Still is...... Dragon Spirit!?"

"What do you say?"

"I'm the dragon spirit, I'm not the night sky. ”

In the old man's repeated inquiries, Long Ling finally saw his true heart, he was not Ye Tianjue, his name was - Long Ling!

Long Ling bowed respectfully to the old man, and when he raised his head, the old man had already disappeared.

The dragon spirit felt like his soul had left his body, and he found himself beginning to look at the legend that belonged to the night sky as a bystander.