Infinite space is a battlefield, a battlefield in which no one can tell how many living beings are involved. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Of course, it may not be a battlefield, because no one knows its origin, as if it existed at the beginning of eternity.

In between, there are countless adventurers who want to find its origin, the origin of its mighty power, but all of them have failed without exception, and the end of failure is self-evident, because no one has ever seen the reappearance of the most powerful person who is admired and feared.

Over time, the adventurers struggled from the beginning to the end to find their own way to escape. The originally weak adventurers have also grown stronger and stronger in these countless eras, and they have only discovered that infinite space is not as dangerous as they imagined, because it is full of countless opportunities, which can make them soar from obscurity and oppression, and look down on the common people.

In the same way, opportunities always coexist with dangers, and when the new generation of adventurers with passionate hearts and under the instructions of their elders began to step into the mission channel, they could finally understand why infinite space was terrifying, and why even so, there were still unknowable creatures eager to join it.

Only when they come here, will they understand how small their strength is, the creatures that once thought that gold was the strong can be seen everywhere here, the legend is just the beginning, the epic is a stepping stone, and the demigods pursue to advance again, even if the gods who are so powerful that they monopolize a domain are even more distinct.

This is the paradise of the strong, the paradise that truly belongs to the strong, in which countless racial civilizations render their brilliant civilizations, vast knowledge, fervent faith, and the magnificent power that is never predictable.

This is the hell of the weak, the hell of struggling to survive, countless creatures are at the bottom and it is difficult to climb out, but they must keep climbing up, not climbing, they only die, with a desire for strength and a firm hope for the future, but they will disappear in a certain world, a certain corner.

There are living beings who succeed and are envied and looked up to by all beings. And most of the adventurers come and go silently.

This road of looking down is bumpy, and the resentment and hatred of the adventurer have never dissipated, it is almost as old as the existence of infinite space, and no living creature dares to say that it has no grudges, because no matter how kind you are, there are always other creatures who are calculating how to get what you have. Only when you become strong enough that all beings who know you tremble with fear can you move upwards and transcend.

Thinking in her heart, the body of the succubus woman walked out of the space passage in an instant, and what she saw was a dark and lightless world, and the mellow relics beside her emitted a vast Buddha light suppressing the spread of the dark world, rumbling and roaring from time to time, and there was a figure not far away who was calling for something, looking at the figures lying horizontally at the feet of the two, Senna's eyes were dark, and a obsidian ring on her finger flashed with blood, and she smiled and said: "Patron?" Giggle~, it's been a long time! Bring him back, my servant! ”

"Yes~! My honorable master! ”

Derek, the dark knight who had just been released from the Ring of Demon Servants, put his right hand on his chest and bowed his head respectfully, and then pointed forward with the blood ** gun in his hand, and a demonic nightmare suddenly appeared under him, and the blue flame was cold and piercing Derrick in an instant, and the horse's hooves that were also Ning Ning galloped around the blue flame, and a stiff low shout like a machine came out under the blood-colored armor: "Knight charge!" ”

"Whoosh~~"

The front finger of the spear carried the light of the blue flame, piercing the air and charging at great speed, and Zhiqiu Yiye, who was blocked by the formation and could not enter, suddenly stopped calling, and shouted in a deep voice: "Who are you?" Want to ......, damn it! ”

Before he finished speaking, Zhiqiu Yiye felt his goal, scolded angrily, and instantly had an extra yellow charm in his palm, and he directly waved his palm without fire spontaneous combustion: "Ma Mi Ma Mi Coax~, Wind and Fire Thunder and Lightning, Thunder and Lightning Strike - Thunder!" ”

Thunder and lightning fell from the sky, the dark knight was indifferent, just slightly raised the Titan shield in his hand, which was also eroded by the darkness, with a bang, his body couldn't help but shake slightly, but his blood-colored eyes still stared straight at Ning Caichen, who was lying on the ground unconscious, rushing and charging.

"Amitabha~" The knight fearlessly charged, clasped his hands and lowered his eyes and stood silently in the mouth of the little monk of Baiyun who knew the autumn leaves, recited a Buddha horn, and slowly turned around to bow and worship: "The donor, please stay, the little monk knocks the Buddha!" ”

The little monk of Baiyun is in the state of knocking Buddha, and in front of him is a virtual image of the Buddha, together with the surrounding relics, a piece of Buddha light is kind, and it is necessary to block the nightmare of rushing forward, and the cold blue flame on its body slowly shrinks.

Derek's blood-colored eyes turned, moving away from the target given by his master, looking at the phantom of the Buddha who was blocking him, he suddenly became violent, and the spear in his hand was raised high like a heavy weapon and smashed down: "Hammer of Judgment!" ”

The hammer of judgment solidified at the end of the spear, and the hammer body, which was supposed to be bright and shining, was now black and bloody, and the hammer smashed straight on the Buddha who was worshipping.

"Sonorous ~~"

The two touched each other and there was a sound of gold and iron resonating, and Bai Yun recited the Buddha's name again calmly without waves, so that the cracked Buddha returned to normal, and said in detail: "Nan Wu Amitabha, the donor is a kind heart, at this time the demon thoughts are eroding, can you listen to the words of the little monk?" ”

"When contemplating the bodhisattva of self-reliance, when he walks in the deep prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he overcomes all suffering. Relic! The color is not different from the emptiness, the emptiness is not the different color, the color is empty, and the emptiness is the color. The same is true of what you want to do. Relic! It is the voidness of all laws. Neither born nor destroyed, not stained ......"

The Sanskrit sound rippled~ The Buddha's light was shining, and Derek, who was originally holding a spear with his blood pupils violently, couldn't help but stiffen his body, until there was a whipping sound in his ears, and the Buddha's light dissipated before he shouted angrily and waved his gun: "Evil punishment ~ Dark impact!" ”

The blood-colored lightning punishment fell, and the dark light erupted richly, but Zhiqiu Yiye stared at the woman who had just whipped her, looking at her bewitching appearance, and the cinnabar hand drew a talisman and waved his palm: "Urgent as a law~, immobilization spell, fixed!" ”

"Giggle~~" The clear light shrouded her body, but the succubus woman covered her lips and laughed, the long whip condensed the dark light in her hand swayed lightly, shook her head and chuckled: "Little Taoist~, if I first came to this world, I might not be your opponent, but now~, giggle~, painful whipping!" ”

With a coquettish laugh, the long whip suddenly flashed with black light, breaking through the air and slapping straight at Zhiqiu Yiye's cheek.

'Bang~' The air shattered, and the sound cracked, Zhiqiu Yiye looked at the deep crack where he was just now, and couldn't help wiping the sweat on his cheeks, gritting his teeth and saying angrily: "What a vicious demon girl, ...... today"

"Boom ......" Zhiqiu Yiye didn't finish speaking, and there was a sudden sound in the heavens and the earth, followed by a fierce dragon roar: "Huh~, I said, today my dragon centipede wants to slaughter the way of the world and prove my true dragon body!" Click~! ”

The dragon roared fiercely, and the scarred black-scaled body of the dragon dragon finally appeared from the forbidden space where peace was finally restored, and the mouth of the gluttonous man was chewing on something, but it was the head of the king of the bull's head that was wrapped around his body, and he just took advantage of the turmoil of the world to directly attack and slaughter it, and the price for this was that his abdomen, which had been cracked and long slits, became deeper again, and even his dragon's tail was broken.

The dragon dragon devoured the behemoth demon body of the bull's head, which had turned into a chaotic space, a pool of yellow-brown water rushed into an old figure, looking at the ghost beside him who was extremely weak and guarded by the spirit flag, his cloudy eyes showed a trace of sadness, but his body suddenly turned into a yellow spring river and rushed over.

"Huangquan~, you ......"

Before the unbelievable sound of the Ghost Emperor of the Underworld could be issued, it was completely submerged by the water of the Yellow Spring, and after a while, when the shaking river subsided, the old man of the Yellow Spring let out a firm deep sigh: "Ghost, I~, I just want to live!" ”

A locust wood trembled and turned into the shape of a grandmother again, and the black light of the silk clothes behind him slowly dissipated into a green robe, looking at the old man of Huangquan who devoured the ghost and the stable cultivation, he couldn't help laughing strangely: Quack~, there is really no so-called love in this world, Montenegro, you don't complain when you die! Quack~~"

Grandma sighed with a strange smile, in the corner of the space, the mysterious old way was finally revealed, her face was extremely pale, she slowly turned her eyes to look at a few miserable figures not far away, and asked weakly: "How are a few Taoist friends?" ”

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, and the poor monk has the Buddha's treasure to protect himself, and there is nothing to do!"

The old monk of Fahua held the seven treasures of the branches and leaves that had lost most of the treasure light and recited the Buddha peacefully, and the original golden golden body of the Arhat became even more dim, falling off pieces of golden skin from time to time, and beside him was also staggering a embarrassed figure, wiping the blood stained on his beard, vomiting blood and waving his hand: "Xuanyuan Sword just blocked part of the attack for me Yan Chixia, and I'm fine!" ”

The old Taoist of Xuanji bowed slightly, and turned his gaze to the other side, with a burst of fiery blood steaming, the cyan sword rose to the sky, and only then did he shake his head and sigh: "It seems that this Taoist friend is fine, and the realm of martial arts has risen even higher!" ”

"Martial arts are inherently difficult to cultivate, if it is still the case to break through the realm of the Great Grandmaster, then what is the use of cultivating! Ha~"

A roar containing the intent of the violent sword shook the rumor, and the white bone figure that was originally guarding the head with a slashing momentum suddenly gathered flesh and blood, and the tendons and veins were even sharper, holding the intact long-handled Pu knife in his hand, his bare body began to grow hair, and he asked himself very puzzled: "This mage, why did you stop Zuo and this sword immortal just now?" ”

"......" Xuanji Lao Dao shook his head slowly, his solemn face suddenly shook, and he instantly called out urgently: "Zhiqiu, run!" Kunlun mirror~, the art of moving mountains! ”