"Woo......"

"Uh......h Woo......"

The cold wind is howling, and the snowflakes are like a mat.

The roaring wind slammed against the earth like a dragon, making a deafening roar that sliced the entire dim and dull sky into pieces, making it look more and more desolate and terrifying.

There was no color or light in the entire heaven and earth, except for the cold light that flickered on the endless and eternal ice.

This is the land of the far north, the time of eternal night.

"Click......"

"Click...... Click......"

At some point, there was a strange sound in the roaring wind and snow, like the strange sound of a knife cutting through metal, and like the sound of a brocade being torn apart. At first, the sound was small, mixed with the roaring wind and snow, and it was inaudible.

Almost instantly-

"Boom!"

With a loud sound like the collapse of a mountain, countless dense cracks appeared in the space like a mirror, and in the blink of an eye, the cracks expanded rapidly, and then suddenly exploded, and a huge gap was suddenly torn open in the sky!

At the same time as the gap appeared, two fist-sized lights suddenly lit up on the pitch-black sky, green and miserable, constantly jumping and burning in the air, becoming brighter and brighter, and finally like two ghost fires, hanging in the air, exuding a bone-chilling terrifying aura.

In the snow-filled air, there was a huge shadow like a mountain, and through the cold light of the ice and snow, it could be vaguely discerned that it was a giant dragon with wings like clouds! Those two ghost fires were the eyes of the dragon.

"...... Uproar"

The dragon's wings spread and landed on the top of a towering iceberg, and the ice that had not melted for hundreds of millions of years shattered like a tofu block under the collision of the dragon's claws, and the entire top of the iceberg was reduced to pieces in a breath. Countless slags of ice flew out in all directions like sharp swords, centered on the dragon, covering the sky and the sun.

Where the top of the iceberg disappeared, stood a terrifying dragon.

The mountain-sized body snaked out for thousands of meters, covered with countless bone spurs as thick as children's arms and densely covered with sharp barbs, and on the wings, which were sharper than the steel, they were also covered with fine, sharp bone saws and sharp blades, and two burning green ghost fires embedded in the huge skull.

It's a bone dragon. A death bone dragon that exists only in the canon and taboos.

In the wind and snow, the huge body of the bone dragon gradually crept down, its huge head gently resting on the ice, and the two ghost fires flickered and dimmed, as if they were enjoying it. Immediately after, a tall figure stepped on the huge skeleton of the bone dragon and walked down step by step.

This is a man with a sad expression, a snow-white robe has long been scarlet as blood—in his arms, there is a gentle woman with a good figure and a delicate face, and a large mouthful of purple-black blood is constantly gushing out from the corners of the woman's mouth, and there are even fine organs inside.

The severe pain made the woman's beautiful eyebrows frown tightly, and her body shrunk into a ball, looking very thin. The man could feel the woman's pain, and his hands tightened tighter, as if to rub her into his body, so that she would no longer have to be hurt and suffered.

The warm embrace made her feel a little more comfortable, and the woman's frowning eyebrows slowly relaxed. He woke up, with a faint flush on his cheeks, like a girl's shyness, bright and moving.

She looked at the man's resolute face stupidly, as if she wanted to carve his figure into her soul, and at the same time whispered: "Baiyi, follow you, I don't regret it." But, our children...... I'm so ...... Hate!" Before the words were finished, there was no sound.

The man looked at the woman's face in a daze, took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and turned his head to look at his arms on the other side. Huddled here were two tiny children, a man and a woman, with their eyes closed and their faces pale, apparently dead for a long time.

"Tong Tong ...... Late ...... Wan'er ......" words like a dream, tears could no longer be suppressed, and they flowed silently from the man's knife-like face.

"What the hell am I doing wrong...... White-clothed Meng tasted...... White-clothed Meng tasted ...... In vain, you are called the white-clothed Meng Wei by the world, but now you have fallen into the fate of a broken family, a dead wife and children...... What did you stick to in the first place!" The man in white knelt on the ground, centered on his body, and his violent aura spread in all directions like a hurricane, and the roaring wind was actually dispersed by this hurricane, and he could only make a whimpering and choking sound.

"Roar!"

"Roar!!"

"Roaring !!" suddenly let out several loud roars one after another, one louder than the other, as if several thunderbolts suddenly broke out in the flat ground.

I saw that the bone dragon, which was originally lying quietly, stood up suddenly, and let out a heaven-shattering dragon roar, and the two ghost fires in its skull were more like being poured oil and igniting a raging green fire.

"It's coming. They're still coming!" the man in white raised his head abruptly and looked into the void, his dark eyes burning with bitter hatred.

The robes hunted, and the white clothes were like blood.

I saw that on the canopy where they had appeared, the space suddenly rippled, shaking like water waves, and then, several figures walked out of the ripples, a total of three people.

The leader is a Taoist priest, with a high crown and green clothes, carrying an ancient sword, holding floating dust, his eyes are pure and waveless, as if the blue sky is hanging high, and his body exudes a transcendent aura from above.

On the left is a monk in a golden robe with a compassionate face, and on the right is a young Confucian with an elegant aura and a lupine scarf.

As soon as the three of them appeared, the sky seemed to be splashed with ink, and suddenly it became as black as ink, and it was difficult to see the five fingers when they stretched out their hands. There were also lightning and thunder, fierce winds, and countless wind dragons that were raging in the extreme north gathered from all directions, condensed into several overwhelming death tornadoes, and swooped straight towards them.

The first Taoist priest frowned, as if he didn't like it, and he seemed to disdain, but he saw the floating dust in his hand suddenly wave, and he recited the slogan: "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!"

After the "Hum ......" Dao was recited, a strange ripple spread rapidly around the Taoist priest, instantly covering the entire extreme north. Wherever the ripples passed, the violent blizzard that had been raging in the far north for millions of years suddenly stopped, as if it had been subdued by an irresistible invisible force.

The picture stops at this moment,

Time, frozen in this moment.

"Say what you say, with Tianxian in your mouth!" The monk and the Confucian pupils shrank suddenly, and they quickly exchanged glances, both of which were shocked in their hearts.

The Taoist priest didn't seem to have found anything, and it was possible that he didn't care if he found it, the old god was still there, and there was no wave in the ancient well.

"Brother Dao, please. The Taoist priest stroked the dust in his hand and saluted.

"If the senior brother doesn't go first, how dare we go beyond it!" the two of them resigned repeatedly, and the monk took a step back directly and stood behind the Taoist priest to show respect.

"In that case, you're welcome. Although the Taoist priest was humble in his mouth, his footsteps had already stepped out.

On the pitch-black canopy, as the Taoist priest stepped out, a Qingguang avenue dozens of feet wide appeared out of thin air from the feet of the three people, and paved straight onto the iceberg where the man in white was.

The blue light was like a substance, extremely strange, and everywhere it passed, the overlapping dark clouds were directly swallowed up, and the pitch-black sky began to have a glimmer of light.

The three of them looked at each other and smiled, and walked over with their feet raised.

One step, two steps, three steps.

Every step is on the blue light, and every step out is a distance of thousands of meters, as if the distance of space no longer exists. With the third step, the sky in the far north took on a new look, and the entire sky was as blue as a wash, and there was even a faint golden glow flowing on the canopy.

Four, five, six.

With the sixth step, the Buddha horn in the sky sounded in unison, the Sanskrit sound was loud, and the bright golden light exuded dazzling brilliance, dyeing the entire extreme north into a golden red, and the solidified snowflakes turned into petals of golden lotus, which were sprinkled on the blue light one after another, and completely dyed it golden.

At this moment, the whole heaven and earth seemed extraordinarily solemn, solemn and holy.

Seven steps, eight steps, nine steps.

With the last step, the three of them had crossed the distance of space and arrived in front of the man in white. Seeing the corpses of the woman and the child in front of them, the monk and the Confucian scholar frowned in unison.

"It's really a human tragedy. The young Confucian shook the feather fan in his hand, and his tone was full of sighs.

The monk was also full of sadness: "The sea of bitterness is boundless, and turning back is the shore." It is better to put down the butcher's knife as soon as possible and take refuge in my Buddha, so as not to repeat the catastrophe 10,000 years ago. ”

"Cut yourself, you can leave your soul and re-enter reincarnation. The Taoist priest was expressionless, and his tone was cold.

"Haha, the catastrophe 10,000 years ago......" Xiao Baiyi laughed loudly, with incomparable pathos and indignation in his voice: "In the decades since I learned this technique, have you ever killed a person?" Now, because of the undead magic I learned, I was indiscriminately regarded as a heinous demon by you, and slaughtered all my children. ”

"What is good and what is evil!"

"What about good, what about evil? Dare to learn this technique, the two worlds will not be tolerated, and all races will be punished together!" the Taoist priest scolded.

The Confucian also nodded: "It's useless to talk more, the space has been blocked, you can't escape, hurry up and cut yourself." ”

"Escape? Who said I was going to escape? My Xiao Baiyi has been bright and upright all my life, why should I escape? Moreover, my wife and children are dead, even if I escape, what's the point......" There was no fear on Xiao Baiyi's face, only the bitter hatred burning in his eyes.

"Xiao Baiyi, Xiao Baiyi. You have done good deeds all your life and been a good person all your life, but now you end up with a wife and children dying. What did you insist on at the beginning?" Looking at the corpses of his wife and children, Xiao Baiyi muttered to himself, and suddenly fell to his knees, tears rolling down.

"I hate it...... You shouldn't, you shouldn't!" A demonic roar suddenly sounded, Xiao Baiyi raised his head suddenly, his dark pupils turned blood-red, and his black hair was more like it was being lit, burning with red fireworks.

"Kill him, and it will change later!" Although this change was extremely fast, the Taoist priest was a figure who was a Taoist person, and he immediately reacted, and his murderous intent suddenly rose.

At the moment when the Taoist priest's murderous heart just started and the words didn't come out.

"Huh~" There was a crisp sound, and a dazzling cold light rushed up from behind the Taoist priest, slashing towards Xiao Baiyi with a terrifying roar. The gods have spirits and can protect the Lord. And the natal flying sword is a natal weapon that cultivators cultivate day and night, and the natal magic weapon cultivated by the soul has long been connected, and the sword comes out when the mind moves.

"Boom!" the flying sword came out of its sheath, tearing the air in an instant, producing a sonic boom like rolling thunder. And under the terrifying friction caused by the extreme speed, where the flying sword passed, a series of spark arcs were brought out, and the space was like paper paste, and the flying sword cut out cracks one after another.

As soon as the flying sword came out, the Taoist priest rose directly into the air, stepped on the seven stars, walked seven steps in a row, his hands changed at lightning speed, and he pinched hundreds of laws in an instant. As soon as the mark was formed, the floating dust in the Taoist priest's hand was suddenly shaken, and thousands of dust threads were suddenly erected, condensing into a dazzling white pillar of light, leading straight to the sky.

The Taoist priest pointed to the heavens and the earth, pinched the Dharma seal in his hand, and recited the mantra: "Hongmeng Lei Hai, Shenxiao Daozun." The thunder tribulation destroyed the world, and the five seals burned the gods. Disciple Fa Ming, please ask for heaven's grace. Brilliant Heavenly Might, listen to my orders!" After the mantra was recited, the clear sky suddenly churned with heavy dark clouds, and the power of violent thunder and lightning continued to breed from the void, swimming in the thick dark clouds like a mountain, and the terrifying power of destroying the world was brewing in it.

The Taoist priest stood in the air, with a cold murderous intent in his eyes, and the floating dust pointed at Xiao Baiyi, and shouted: "Shenxiao Dao Law, Five Thunder Seals, Destroy the World!"

"Boom !!!!"

High in the sky, the dark clouds as thick as mountains were instantly torn open several huge openings, and in the mouth, three pillars of thunder and lightning light that penetrated the sky and the earth slashed towards the head of the man in white with the terrifying energy of destroying the world!

"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom !!" seemed to work together in a fit of rage to break the Buzhou Mountain that supported the heavenly realm, and the sound of the sky and the earth cracking sounded one after another, and thousands of scattered thunderbolts swept wildly on the ice field like evil dragons, and countless icebergs that had stood for hundreds of millions of years were turned into powder under the impact of the scattered thunder and lightning energy.

There was a flying sword in front of him, and a thunderbolt to destroy the world, under such a terrifying attack, not to mention a nether mage, even if it was the inheritance of the holy sons of the major holy sects or even the elder brothers, I am afraid that they would all die. The monk and the Confucian scholar thought so, and they couldn't help but be even more jealous in the face of the Taoist priest in their hearts, and there was even a trace of fear in their eyes.

Suddenly, the monk's pupils shrank, as if he had seen something incredible, and he stared at the place where the lightning struck just now.

Under the terrifying lightning strike, the iceberg on which they stood had already turned into powder, and the original location of the iceberg left only an unfathomable black hole, on which thunder burst out, and thick smoke billowed out, showing the horror and horror of the blow just now.

However, Xiao Baiyi, who had withstood the full power of the flying sword attack and the Five Thunder Seals, was unharmed.

It's just that at this moment, he looks like a demon crawling out of hell.

His black eyes turned blood-red, and his long blood-red hair writhed into the void, as if he was absorbing energy. Endless red light emanated from his body, countless strange scarlet marks swirled around him at an extremely fast speed, an extremely terrifying aura rose from his body, and the space was even more boiling, constantly distorting and collapsing, and an extremely disturbing sense of horror suddenly rose from the bottom of the three people's hearts.

"Kill him!" the Taoist priest's face changed miserably, and he suddenly shouted!

"Bang!" The heart sword was connected, and the flying sword on his back rose into the sky like a swimming dragon, strangled towards Xiao Baiyi with a dazzling cold light and a terrifying roar.

"Boom!Boom!" In the blink of an eye, the flying sword had been frantically shuttling back and forth around Xiao Baiyi dozens or hundreds of times, and at this time, the attacks of the golden-robed monk and the white-robed Confucian also fell.

For a time, the sword shadow was vertical and horizontal, the Buddha was prosperous, and the iron pen was clear.

"It's useless, it's too late. This is the power of the demon god, the law of death. Xiao Baiyi's eyes were closed, and he sighed repeatedly. He knew that no power could harm him until the ritual was complete. As soon as the words fell, the terrifying power that could shatter the void with any attack poured out on him, but he didn't react, as if he had jumped out of this space at this moment.

"Wan'er...... Tong Tong ...... Late ...... The man in white tasted ...... "The man in white was like a dream: "What did I do wrong...... I hate it so much!" Xiao Baiyi suddenly opened his eyes, and a pair of blood pupils were as strange as a demon.

"You shouldn't, you shouldn't!" The voice that was almost like a demon's roar sounded, and Xiao Baiyi's forehead suddenly cracked a slit, and in the blink of an eye, the gap turned into a vertical streak, and the vertical streak turned into a vertical pupil.

The vertical pupil forcibly tore Xiao Baiyi's forehead from the middle, and the scarlet blood gushed down like a spring, pouring straight into the vertical pupil, at this time, the endless red light and scarlet marks also changed suddenly, like a homing bird, surging towards the vertical pupil.

"Click!" After absorbing the blood, red light, and imprints, the vertical pupil seemed to come back to life, and suddenly opened its eyes! A blood-red lightning suddenly flew out from the vertical pupil and slammed into the Taoist priest's flying sword, and in just one moment, the flying sword broke in two.

After the vertical pupil destroyed the flying sword of the Taoist priest, he glanced at the three of them, but did not make any other movements, but spun around, and then endless blood light gushed out from the pupils and spread in all directions, as if looking for something......

At the same time, a roar of hatred resounded throughout the Far North.

"Immortal Monarch, with my blood as a guide, and my bones as a bridge, summon you to return from the lost plane and bring death upon these sinners. ”

"Eternal Demon God, with my soul as a lamp, to lead you back from the dark abyss and give them a cry of pain. After the blood mantra was recited, two white fireworks floated out of the vertical pupils, which landed in two places in Xiao Baiyi's Zifu Tianchi, and then the white light flourished, and Xiao Baiyi turned into nothingness in the blink of an eye.

After the vertical pupil devoured Xiao Baiyi, it became even more demonic, and more blood light gushed out from the vertical pupil, plunging into the void to explore and find ......

It seemed to be a moment, and it seemed to be a long time, and suddenly, the vertical pupil seemed to have discovered something, and suddenly shook violently, and it disappeared into the void.

The change is so rapid that it's inexplicable.

"Today's events are very important, only the three of us can know, and we must not enter the ears of the fourth person, otherwise we will blame the poor Taoist for being ruthless!" Although the Taoist priest escaped death, after this great change, he had no intention of staying, and he disappeared in an instant.

"Soul Blood Oath!Thousand-Eyed Demon God!Amitabha!How is it good!" The monk recited the Buddha's name, and the golden light escaped into the void.

"How so! How so!" the young Confucian sighed repeatedly.

With the departure of the three of them, the wind and snow in the far north are still the same, and everything is as usual.

It's just that there is no white-clothed Meng in the world.

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Yellow sand has buried thousands of years of white bones,

In the palace of the desert stands the throne of the beast god.

The pain of war may have been forgotten,

The suffering of the plane has not stopped.

Our mission has never been abandoned,

When will the former home be restored.

The trumpet of wrath will eventually sound,

And we will reign again.

In the boundless and endless desert, there stood a majestic temple, and gray-white air waves rose from the temple to the sky, drifting everywhere in the desert, and countless blood-red air waves surged from the desert and converged in the temple.

Outside the temple, there were no animals, no vegetation, no sound, nothing but the bleak moon in the sky. The deathly silence is terrifying and hopeless.

This is the center of power in the continent, where the will of the plane is located.

This is the palace of the beast god.

"Knock ......"

"Knock! knock!"

In the temple, the strong heartbeat like a giant's drum sounded from time to time, as if a terrifying beast standing up to the sky was sleeping in the temple. In the center of the temple, under the convergence of countless strange patterns, there was a dark cyan ancient well, and the blood-colored qi waves that gathered from all directions poured into the ancient well, and after the transformation of the formation, it turned into drops of green liquid.

I don't know how deep the pool of ancient wells full of green liquid is, and the sound of a huge heartbeat came from the bottom of the well.

This scene has been going on for thousands of years.

I don't know when, the sound of the heartbeat that has not stopped for thousands of years suddenly disappeared, and at the same time, in front of the ancient well, a giant statue that had been weathered for many years suddenly opened its eyes.

"Boom!" dark clouds gathered in the desert, the wind was blowing, and the yellow sand was flying, like the end of the world.

"Alas......" An ancient sigh came from the bottom of the well, and suddenly the wind stopped, the clouds dispersed, and everything was as before.

"Who woke me up? This is?!" The voice was a little confused at first, but after a moment it seemed incredulous, and finally it turned into a shocking laugh: "Ten thousand years! I was banished for 10,000 years!"

The green liquor in the ancient well suddenly emitted a rich green light, and surrounded by the dense ancient patterns in the temple, the green light gathered next to the ancient well, forming a green light and shadow.

"Gudimon, my slave. You have guarded me for 5,000 years, and you are loyal, and you say, what should I reward you?" Green Shadow looked at the hideous beast that had stood for thousands of years beside the ancient well.

"Lord Beast God, it is the glory of my life to serve you. Gudimon fell to one knee, his knees harder than steel slamming heavily against the stones on the ground, making a dull echo.

"In that case, drink it, and I will grant you eternal life. Drink it, and you will be king again!" appeared in the hand of the green shadow, a holy grail with a simple form and a blood-red body, filled with the green liquid from the ancient well.

"Your gift, I will remember forever. Gudimon tilted his head and drank the liquid from the Scarlet Grail.

A rich green light bloomed and exploded in his body, and suddenly Gudimon opened his eyes, his eyes green, miserable, and glowing with a chilling light!

"Go, Gudimon, convey my will to the entire continent and let the continent rekindle my fears!"

"Go and tell all the tribes, all the kings, that their gods have woken up!"

"Tell them that in the near future I will lead them to conquer a new land of abundance. That's their home after that, because I'm going to give it to them! that's their Promised Land. ”

Outside the temple, a violent hurricane rose from the ground, rolling up the yellow sand and roaring towards the desert.

Where the hurricane passed, you can vaguely see the white bones buried under the yellow sand.

It was another bloody storm, and the blood flowed like a river.

The poignant red moon has become more and more dazzling.

And the green light and shadow in the temple seemed even more dead and terrifying.

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In the bitter cold land of the extreme north, the sun hangs high and does not set, a day and a half, called the eternal sun, the sun hangs in the sky, and one night is also half a year, it is called the eternal night. The alternation of day and night, the cycle of yin and yang, is for one year.