At the bottom of the abyss, the broken plane, the ancient battlefield that spreads for millions of miles, the corpses are piled up like a sea, and the broken flag is tilted. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The ancient battlefield condensed the evil qi for thousands of years, and creatures below the ninth level entered it, and when they were infected by the evil qi, they would lose their minds and become a monster that only knew how to kill wildly.

From time to time, chaotic and powerful extremely evil creatures are condensed, causing great damage to the entire abyss.

In order to guard the ancient battlefield and strangle the extremely evil creatures; The Demon Emperor sent the Blood Night Angel Legion to garrison, each of their warriors is a ninth-level creature, they are the most evil race in the Demon Realm, only they can resist the evil energy erosion of the ancient battlefield at the lowest cost.

A faint fluctuation came from the distant outside of the territory, which was pulled and gently sprinkled on the ancient battlefield.

Giggles, weird, hoarse laughter.

A white arm, broken at the shoulder, oozing bright red blood, its fingers moving one by one. In the ancient battlefield, a palm-sized blue-purple crystal fragment floated up; As if it was a signal, pieces of fragments floated one after another, and there were more than thirty pieces.

The fragments coalesced, condensed into a dark blue sword, and flew into the severed arm's hand. The severed arm began to dissolve, melting and recondensing like a wax figure, transforming a strange man with dark blue hair.

The man gently stroked the sword and muttered, "Who moved the wheel of fortune?" A new round of war, my dear enemy, are you ready for fear? The trillions of unjust souls hovering over the crystal sea, the curse of sinking, no matter a hundred, a thousand, or an eternity, our clan will definitely use the remnants of the sword in our hands to kill a justice. ”

A black line swished closer, and the Blood Night Angel appeared in the sky, flapping his blood-red wings, and there were red thorn lines on his handsome face: "What kind of creature below, the Demon Emperor has an order, and those who trespass on the ancient battlefield will die, and they will not be quick to apologize." ”

The man said, "Demon Emperor, is it that kid from Black Feather?" ”

A female blood night angel had apricot eyes wide open: "Bold, even called the Demon Emperor by his name." ”

The other leader, the Angel of the Blood Night, felt that something was wrong: "Who is Your Excellency?" Please report your name, the Demon Emperor is hospitable, and he likes to receive masters from all walks of life. ”

"Who am I?" The man tilted his head in thought, his eyes confused: "Who am I, who am I, hahaha, who am I?" Hahaha, who am I? He seemed to be crazy, laughing madly, and in the midst of his shouts, waves of qi poured out in rows, stirring up the evil spirits.

Seeing this, the Angel of the Blood Night couldn't even breathe, flapped his wings, turned around and fled, and the waves of qi swept by, and hundreds of ninth-level creatures were crushed into blood foam.

The man shouted for a while, calmed down and began to think: "The left arm only has a part of my memory, and I need to find all the other parts of my body to fully recover." A sword light pierced through the Demon Realm Sky and disappeared.

In the Ice Elemental Realm, in the far north, on top of the majestic iceberg, stands an ice temple to suppress demons and their henchmen.

One day, a loud voice came from the Outlands: "I, Luo Yun, will save Coral from suffering." ”

In the Ice Temple, the flawless and beautiful High Priest stood unsteadily and fell, and said in shock, "It's not a good thing. ”

The iceberg of the Far North, at the bottom of thousands of feet, a pair of solemn eyes suddenly opened.

Cracks appeared in the glacier, staggered and horizontal, the cracks became larger and formed cracks, and countless dry palms crawled out of the ice cracks.

The temple shakes!

The high priest hurriedly got up, knelt in front of the idol and prayed, and a divine power descended, and the temple emitted an icy light to suppress the iceberg.

Sen Ran Shenwei, like the sea and prison;

The dry palms of the hands retracted, the cracks in the ice surface slowly closed, and the glaciers of the Far North were about to return to a cohesive appearance.

Under the iceberg, there were monsters laughing, and a blue scaly tail was drawn, and the temple was drawn into two sections, and the tail was so long that even the clouds were scattered.

The temple fell, the divine power disappeared, the iceberg burst like firecrackers, and the hideous fishmen crawled out one by one.

"Little ones, conquer this realm and welcome the arrival of the Empress."

In the black water ocean across several planes, the melodious flute sounds, and on the calm sea, black heads are rising.

Silent, silent and terrifying.

"The time has not come, come back." An old voice flowed with the waves.

There was a thumping sound, and the black head went to the bottom of the water again.

Comes and goes silently.

In the underworld, in the Ten Thousand Caves Mountain, a large number of caves connected to the Styx, one by one the giant crocodiles of the Yellow Springs rolled and screamed, molting their skin and flesh, turning into a beautiful woman curled up, the woman struggled to kneel up, looked at the white hands, and hid her face with joy.

In the world of gods and demons, countless mutations are occurring.

And the source of all this - Luo Yun. Follow the conch, through the cascading Thousand Stone Towers, and walk towards the dark depths of the forbidden land.

The blood moon vanished, the strange wind left, the ice and rain stopped, and the secret world returned to normal, as if it had just been a dream.

The stone tower disappeared behind him, an unfamiliar situation, a pitch-black environment, and only the faint light of the conch in front of him pointed the way.

Luo Yun walked tremblingly, and for a while he felt walking on the ice, cold to the bone; Another moment of walking on the clouds, soft and soft.

I don't know how long I walked, the wind swept cold, it got colder and colder, my toes froze stiff, and there was gradually a light in front of me.

The three-meter square space is like a black lampshade wrapping the light.

Where the light is, under the feet is a transparent crystal, and the silver-white dragon sleeps under the crystal, and the three-meter light just illuminates the head of a silver dragon.

Luo Yun squatted down and said puzzledly: "Coral said that it was a black dragon, why did I see a silver dragon?" Feeling something, he grabbed the conch and chiseled it down. Just listen to a crisp sound, the crystal shatters, like a broken mirror.

The silver dragon's eyes suddenly opened, a pair of silver-plated eyes, there was endless indifference inside, and the sky and the earth could not arouse the slightest emotion. Silver light burst out, rushing away everything, and Luo Yun also screamed and flew away.

Falling heavily from the sky, he got up with a hum and chirp for a while, and cursed in his mouth: Damn, it's really bad luck today.

"Hey, where is this?"

He appeared under a cliff, no vegetation, no growth, bare stones, alone, a sense of loneliness.

"Pixies, elves. Are you there? ”

There was no response, apparently the elves could not hear, or could not come out.

"Conch, come out, come out."

Still no response.

Luo Yun raised his head, a cliff as smooth as a mirror: "I still have to climb up?" ”

Now that my whole body hurts, I'll heal my injuries first.

Find a well-lit corner, occupy a large smooth rock, and sit on it to rest.

Thinking back to one day, he first climbed up from the Valley of the Winds, was chased and killed by the envoys, was rebounded by the stone tower, and then was swept away by the silver light.

It's a bit tiring.

Before he knew it, he fell asleep, and in his sleep, there was a sudden gust of cold wind, Luo Yun tightened his clothes, opened his misty eyes, and was suddenly startled.

In front of her, a beautiful girl in a silver power suit stood without saying a word, just looking at Luo Yun directly.

is just a beautiful girl, Luo Yun is not scared. The problem is that this beautiful girl's pupils are the kind of silver-plated white, which is unique, and this girl is transformed by a silver dragon. (To be continued.) )