This time, the true king who accompanied Ke Xueyan to the underground formation was not only He Wenlong, but also a bright female true king with long hair and a shawl, her eyes were shining, as if she was going on a pilgrimage, to do a very sacred thing, Ke Xueyan asked with a chuckle: "Violet True King, once you do this, you will have to stagnate in the True King Realm for the rest of your life, and there is even a risk of a certain realm retrograde, don't you regret it?"

Ning Qiyan, the true king of Violet, said calmly: "After we have ruled the millions of miles of Shenzhou, there will still be people who can remember the name of my hero, is it not worth being a puppet emperor?"

A pitch-black seed phantom appeared behind Ke Xueyan, which looked insignificant in front of the huge formation, but it gave people an extremely strange feeling, as if the entire vast world was in front of this small seed, it was not worth mentioning at all, the phantom of the seed was constantly condensing, and the mysterious black mist emitted from it made the eyes of the Violet True King Ning Qiyan become more and more enthusiastic, Ke Xueyan looked up at the blood-colored aura that continued to flow into the starlight array from the city, she used her palm as a knife, put it on her wrist, and a treacherous smile appeared on her face, and said: "It doesn't have to be thousands of generations later, after this battle, you are already a lingering nightmare in the heart of the righteous path of the world. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

He Wenlong smiled slightly, turned to the Soul Forging Realm monk who was standing quietly beside him and said, "Go find Huang Chengren and tell him that the time is ripe." ”

The Soul Forging Realm guard bowed slightly, and then left the underground world.

At the same time, the illusory seeds behind Ke Xueyan were finally completely condensed, and the mist that seemed to be a dream was flying wantonly in the void behind her, and she called it the heart demon martial soul back then, because she could plant the demon on the monk through these black fogs, and then affect his sanity and have the effect of manipulation, but after all, he was still too reserved at the beginning, and he couldn't let go of the so-called etiquette, righteousness, honesty, loyalty, and the honor and disgrace of the family that was not worth a few dollars, and then it happened that Wei Zifang took advantage of it, but in the final analysis, the root of all this pain came from the man who was high up

He is so rich that people in the world say that he is the reincarnation of the emperor.

He thinks very highly of himself, and can play with more than 1,000 people in the Ke family.

Ke Xueyan wanted to return all this to the man, and saw the picture of the once invincible man kneeling under his pomegranate skirt.

Thinking about it, she felt extremely excited, she couldn't control the desire in her heart, and her whole body trembled slightly.

The hand knife slashed hard.

The blood on his wrist flowed down, like a blood-red demon descending on the earth, merging with the vast formation not far away.

"Please join the battle, Violet True King. ”

Ke Xueyan had blood on her hands for a long time, and her face turned a little pale, but on top of her peerless face, it showed a bit of morbid charm, and she turned to look at Ning Qiyan, the true king of violet.

The hundreds of demon cultivators kneeling on the ground on the ground all said fanatically: "Please join the battle of the True King of Ziluo." ”

Violet True King Ning Qiyan smiled gently, moved the lotus step lightly, and walked step by step towards the pinnacle of her life.

Ke Xueyan looked at Ning Qiyan, who was bathed in the blood-colored starlight, and whispered to herself, "What's missing?" ”

He Wenlong squinted his eyes and said, "The Three Souls and Seven Spirits of the True King Monk, Lord Saintess, don't worry, the decisive battle between the righteous and the demons has begun, and the most important thing is the dead soul." ”

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Ling Xue stood on a high place and looked at it, the Vermilion Bird True Emperor fought against the two prestigious Demon Gate True Emperors with one enemy and two against the two prestigious Demon Gate True Emperors, but she couldn't help but feel frightened, no wonder when the Vermilion Bird True Emperor ordered Li Si to go to the Martial Mansion to pass a message to herself, she could reveal such an arrogant attitude between the lines, this Vermilion Bird Emperor was a little more powerful than Zhao Wouji's cheap master who once stepped into the half-step Shenxuan and finally fell back to the True Emperor, but her greater focus now was not on this, the blood of the monks who died in the city was constantly flowing according to some kind of strange trace, and it was difficult for the authorities who killed the fire to find out, only Ling Xue, who was standing on the outside, while observing from a very macroscopic perspective, could observe this change.

What makes people feel cold is that if it develops to the end, the blood of the monks who are constantly suffering casualties in Jiudu City is very likely to form a blood array that encompasses the entire capital.

The crimson blood was gradually dimming, as if time was advancing at a great speed, and the hot blood was becoming cold and then drying at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Blood is being absorbed from the ground.

It was as if there was a peerless beast devouring the essence of these blood in the ground.

Ling Xue's expression changed slightly, and she muttered to herself: "The essence in the blood of the two cultivators of the righteous and demonic realms is constantly converging underground, and it is very likely that there is something ...... there."

Her heart pounded.

Two blood-drenched words came to her mind.

Formations.

This scene felt familiar, when she was in Wufu City, she had seen a similar scene, the difference was that this time the layout was even more amazing, at that time, it was only hundreds of thousands of monks' blood as a sacrifice, but if her guess was right, this time standing on top of the formation, it was hundreds of thousands of monks' lives.

What exactly does the Demon Gate want to do?

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The battlefield in the heart of Jiudu City.

As this war continued to become more intense, there were a large number of casualties in both the righteous path and the demon gate, and the feather emperor, who also realized that something was wrong, also took the initiative to attack, and approached the Luoyu array in the direction of the demon cultivator, on the one hand, to help the Suzaku side contain the demon cultivator, and at the same time assigned Luo Yan Wang to take a team of monks to find out the problem as soon as possible.

However, it was still too late, when King Luo Yan had just confirmed the existence of a large array underground, the Demon Cultivator had already chosen to self-destruct, killing thousands of monks in an instant with the violent impact, as well as a Vermilion Bird Fang...... What a king!

Just as many people were listening to the incessant roar with their eyes wide open, another earth-shattering explosion occurred in front of their eyes, and a scorching and destructive aura swept across their faces, and the tens of thousands of righteous monks who should have felt the scorching heat felt as if there was a cold air all over their bodies.

The Fallen True Kings of the Two Realms of Righteousness and Demons have each added one.

Indiscriminate self-detonation.

A mist of blood filled the city.

Ling Xue's silver hair fluttered in the wind, and she narrowed her pupils to stare at the blood-colored world.

Demon cultivators are a bunch of crazy people.

As the thought came to her mind, she suddenly heard her heart pound.

In an instant, countless blood mist was absorbed by the palace with monstrous demonic flames, or to be precise, absorbed by the mysterious monster hidden under the palace.

It was as if some extremely terrifying being woke up at this moment, and an ethereal call came out, and if you listened closely, you would find that this call was actually the result of countless monks speaking in unison.

Resentment, pain.

She heard the chords of seven emotions and six desires.

Then the visions of countless resentful spirits struggling towards him appeared in front of him.

Bang.

The monster was finally born, and the shocking coercion caused the Heavenly Demon Hall to collapse.

A blood-red figure shot out.