It's also strange to say.... The giant python, which seemed to be very huge, actually showed a strange sense of hierarchy in the flashing of electricity, like a head that grew countless times, and the ghost at that moment made almost everyone have an illusion of perspective.

The overlapping phantom turned into a real ghost at this moment, covering the huge zombie body almost instantly.

With the swaying of light and shadow, a large area of brilliant time and space rolled over the entire battlefield.

The occasional giant python markings made almost everyone in the Quartet Clan's battle array feel anxious to the extreme.

At this moment, a black spiral slowly rose along the spine behind the zombie, like a black vine, covering the huge body of the zombie brother in an instant, as the black gas filled, the zombie brother also became expanded, and the body shrank and shrank, turning into a circle of black and inky spirals, and finally penetrated the thick phantom like a spinning top, showing a huge corpse ghost phantom.

Corpses!

The Demon God Childe, who couldn't see this scene, couldn't help but lose his voice and said: "I didn't expect that a mere red-armored corpse can comprehend the corpse spirit, interesting, interesting, this son likes this kind of game more and more."

At this time, the body of the demon god boy got up from the big bed just now and tidied up his messy clothes. At this time, everyone understood that the Demon God Prince just now was just his doppelganger.

The Demon God Prince stared at the black mist spiral opposite, his arms were slightly bent, and his entire palm swirled, and a bloody light curtain appeared in front of him.

As his palm glowed red, he saw that the sky above Brother Zombie also turned bloody, and after that, the entire gradient rotated, forming a perfect blood-colored vacuum in the realm.

The demon god stretched out his palm very easily and grabbed it with a hard palm.

At this moment, in that vacuum, a huge palm slowly swallowed out. It has no real material entity, it just exists within space-time and gradients. However, its coercion made everyone present who possessed Dogen feel an extremely strong sense of oppression. It was like a kind of coercion from outside the sky, and soon a kind of heaven and earth power was formed, and finally all of it was pressed back on the zombie brother.

Its huge body bent slightly, but it refused to admit defeat, and with a loud roar, its arms bombarded the air several times in succession. The corpse spirit also seemed to open its eyes at this time, and raised its head to stare out of the sky.

As the palm fell, the crimson coercion almost became tangible, whether it was matter or time and space, at this moment it turned into something that could be burned, turned into a crimson flame, and finally extinguished into molten slurry, and then turned into a pure red sea of fire, and finally transformed it into a realm.

The zombie raised its head suddenly, and the human spirit became one, turning into a violent gray cyclone, and slammed into the huge palm.

Boom.

Heaven and earth collapsed, and stars fell.

At this moment, everyone seemed to be pulled out of reality, roaming the vast void until they were solemnly pressed down by a beam of light.

Only then did the six senses return to the body in a trance. Only at this moment, none of them spoke. The whole world seems to stand still, including everyone's beating heart.

That scene just now...

No one knew if it was real or hallucination, but at that moment, none of them saw the most terrifying picture in the world.

When they recovered from their half-asleep dreams, the huge physical zombie in front of them had long since disappeared.

The only place where he was standing was a sea of lava and fire.

As for the battle, the two also disappeared together.

After a brief lull, the battlefield erupted like a volcano, and whether it was revenge or the killing of interests, it was ruthlessly poisoned on this wasteland.

On the other hand.

At the edge of the earth's gradient, there stood several old men with pale beards, and on the opposite of their old age was a woman dressed in white with a fairy aura, her eyes staring at the blue planet of the Nether, with a touch of sadness and complicated emotions on her face, no one could understand how entangled she was at this time.

Most of the old men behind him looked a little depressed, they originally thought that they could walk sideways in a mere mortal realm with their own cultivation alone. But then the three setbacks made their original momentum of looking at the world completely turn into a depression. They drank all the way, sighing and sighing from time to time.

"If the old man had known such an outcome, he would never have taken the initiative to get out of the forbidden land, and would have just died in it" A gray-robed Taoist picked up the wine gourd and poured it into his mouth. He was the most conceited of the three, and naturally he was hit the hardest. After he drank half of the gourd, he threw the gourd back to the old man in the green shirt and said.

"It seems that several of us old fellows are old, and after going back this time, the old man will retreat and will not come out again" He also raised his head in great frustration and poured a sip of wine.

Among the three of them, only the old man in the Confucian shirt still retained a trace of reason, he snatched the wine gourd from the old man in the green shirt and said: "This time, the people of the big and small heavenly realms have been involved, and the matter is far beyond our previous estimates, this is not your fault with me."

Hearing this, the two old men's eyes flashed with inspiration, but they quickly recovered to their original state, laughed wildly and said, "Even if those little dolls are involved, we will make things like this, and we will not have the face to face those old ghosts again."

"Cough" The old man in the Confucian shirt could only sigh, after all, this matter has been made like this, the three of them joined forces to fight against others, and they were made like this, no matter what the reason, several of them have also become famous.

Thinking of this, the old man in the Confucian shirt also became sad. When people reach their level, no interests are too important, and fame and prestige are sometimes more important than their lives.

This is also the reason why the three of them have not been able to recover from this treasure hunt defeat for a long time.

The battle just now....

The three of them have never fought a junior, and they are still in the mortal world.

Although Gu Hua Gongzi broke the siege in the end, they still felt deeply humiliated.

When I think of that terrible demon god boy.

The three of them were not shocked in their hearts, they didn't know why such a demon-like existence was born in the human world.

But his horror has brought deep fear to the three old ghosts.

In addition to the three of them, there was also the old man of the Ice City, and the white-haired elder of the Sword Sect. The two of them have always kept a safe distance from the three elders, and with their cultivation, it is not enough to be parallel to the three elders. These two guys are not only sluggish now, but even their appearance is very embarrassing, and they look like a generation of grandmasters.

Looking at the blood stains oozing from the clothes of the two old men, Bai Bingyan stepped forward and took the initiative to heal and bandage them.

The three elders also turned a blind eye to this and ignored it.

After Bai Bingyan healed the two old men, he took the initiative to walk across from the old man in the Confucian shirt and said very respectfully: "Master, we have walked out of the turbulence, I don't know if we will let them leave."

The old man in the Confucian shirt glanced at the two old men with indifferent eyes, and said with a sneer: "These two old miscellaneous hairs are not a good bird, Yan'er don't be deceived by their appearance, keep them as our guides."

When Bai Bingyan heard this, he glanced back at the white-haired old man again, at this time his eyes were pleading, and there were still blood and tears in the eyes of the dim old man. This made Bai Bingyan even more unbearable, and bowed to the old man in the Confucian shirt and prayed: "The disciple also has some understanding of the Void Continent, and the disciple can do it without them to guide the way."

The old man in the Confucian shirt hesitated for a moment, then swept the two cowering old men with cold eyes, and then nodded slightly and said, "Okay."

Hear the words. Before Bai Bingyan could respond, he saw that the two old men, who were originally sick, actually got up in a panic and plunged into a high-dimensional shattered void.

Seeing this scene, Bai Bingyan was stunned. The old man in the Confucian shirt stood up and walked to her side, smiled slightly, and said, "Everything they did just now was disguised, and their injuries were not serious, just to win your sympathy."

Hearing this, Bai Bingyan's cheeks were slightly red, and he stared at the old man in a Confucian shirt with embarrassment and said, "Master, the disciples have long known that they are not seriously injured, but I just saw that they were almost the same age as the ancestors, and I couldn't bear to let them be treated as servants..."

The old man in the Confucian shirt stretched out his hand and pressed her shoulder and said, "You are a good child, but your heart is too simple, so you will often be used by people with a heart."

Bai Bingyan immediately bowed down and said: "What the master taught is that the disciple must work hard to correct it in the future."

The old man in the Confucian shirt smiled again and said: "Everything is up to you, and the ancestor has no intention of forcing you, but you know what serious consequences your self-righteous actions will bring to the clan."

At this time, the eyes of the old man in the Confucian shirt suddenly became sharp, and he seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

Bai Bingyan's whole body trembled, along the way, the ancestors were very amiable, which made Bai Bingyan have the illusion of encountering family affection.

It was only then that she realized how ridiculous her thoughts were.

Shizu is still in trouble. Of course, she knew the true meaning in Shizu's eyes.

But she didn't intend to give in, she raised her head, stared at the old man in a Confucian shirt and said, "Master, Yan'er knows that she is deeply guilty, and she still hopes that her ancestor will punish her."

"Punishment? This doesn't seem to be the best result, right?" the old man in the Confucian shirt swept his sword eyes and said in an indifferent tone: "If things are really so simple, why would the ancestor come out to look for you in person."

Hearing this, Bai Bingyan was shocked again. She didn't expect that this time the ancestor came out specifically to find herself.

As a master ancestor, even if something happened to a third-level clan disciple, he would not be alarmed.

This made Bai Bingyan feel a sense of foreboding in her heart, and at first she thought that Shizu just happened to meet her this time.

As for his own little things, it is even less worth it.

At the moment, the serious expression of the master ancestor, as well as the sharp words, made Bai Bingyan's heart cool down.

"Originally, the marriage of one of your four generations of disciples was enough for me to personally inquire, but the evolution of the matter has exceeded the marriage itself, and it is related to the alliance of Qing Shui and the Nine Shadows and Seven Sects, how can you afford it."

"What's going on? Yan'er also asked the ancestor to teach Mingxun, "Bai Bingyan finally couldn't suppress the fear in his heart, and prayed to the ancestor.

The old man in the Confucian shirt shook his sleeves, then took out a letter from his arms, threw it to Bai Bingyan and said, "See for yourself."

After receiving the letter, Bai Bingyan glanced at it roughly, and was immediately shocked by what was said in the letter.

It turned out to be a clan crusade letter.

The letter was written by the elders of the contemporary Nine Shadows Clan. It is recorded that she did not hesitate to break the marriage contract for the sake of a mortal, and also colluded with outsiders to murder the Nine Shadows Prince, so that the Nine Shadows Princes were seriously injured, and all the Nine Shadows internal guards fell. The evidence of the letter is conclusive, and the words are sharp, forcing the Qingshui Palace to hand over Bai Bingyan, and give a result that is satisfactory to the Nine Shadows Sect, otherwise they will tear up the alliance contract and fight with the Qingshui Palace.

Looking at the letter in her hand, Bai Bingyan's hands kept trembling, she really didn't know why the Nine Shadows Son would slander herself so much, and her tears of grievance fell quickly. The whole person is at a loss.

"This can't be, someone must have framed Sister Bai" Just when Bai Bingyan was sad, an iron-masked woman came out, grabbed the piece of paper and threw it back.

"You, you dare to rebel" The old man in the Confucian shirt had already flashed a trace of murderous intent in his eyes at this time, and his cold eyes covered Bai Bingyan and the iron-masked girl, with a fierce murderous aura.

"Master, this matter has nothing to do with her, if you want to punish the disciple, punish the disciple" Bai Bingyan naturally knew that the ancestor was really angry, and dragged the iron-masked girl behind him, and then knelt at the feet of the master.

"This matter, whether you are framed or not, you must go back to the clan with me to give an explanation, as for that mortal clan, the ancestor will deal with it" The old man in the Confucian shirt stared at Bai Bingyan and said coldly.

"No, the matter of the ancestor really doesn't care about the affairs of the Quartet Clan, everything is borne by the disciples" Bai Bingyan heard this, and the whole person panicked.

"It turns out that they are called the Quartet Clan, okay...."The old man in the Confucian shirt exhaled a few breaths vigorously, and his beard fluttered in the void very strongly.

"Master, as long as you don't embarrass them, I am willing to accept the marriage of the Nine Shadows" Bai Bingyan knew very well that the ancestor was powerful, and with the current cultivation of the Quartet Clan, no one would be able to escape at all.

The old man in the Confucian shirt frowned slightly, his indifferent eyes gradually became erratic, and said: "Since you know that you are wrong, then the ancestor will not force you, what to do, you can weigh it yourself."

After saying that, he turned around and walked away, ignoring Bai Bingyan who was kneeling on the ground crying.

"Sister, let's go. We don't have to beg them" The woman in the iron mask tugged Bai Bingyan's sleeve, trying to cross the gradient.

"No, sister, I can't leave, I..." Bai Bingyan pushed the iron-masked woman away with a desperate expression on her face.

The Ironmasked Woman was pushed by her, and her body crossed the gradient and slid down towards the blue earth.

"Old Xiaotou, let's see you in the next life" Bai Bingyan stared at the azure water balloon with teary eyes, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and a resolute look appeared on his face.

The snow covered the entire heaven and earth, whether it was standing on the earth looking up at the starry sky, or standing in a high dimension to feel the changes from beyond the gradient, the whole world changed because of this snow.

Nangong Ru walked to the edge of the gradient, staring at the silver-white world under his feet, and frowned deeply.

Even if several of their major families joined forces to resist this catastrophe, they still couldn't resist this gradient collapse after all.

(End of chapter)