The twilight of the dusk renders the sky, and the remnant sun is a different red, as if it has been painted with blood. The burned-out pyre www.biquge.info black smoke floated gently and dissipated.

In the distance, which is not clear to see, there seem to be patches of firelight, scorching the earth and the sky......

A black figure flew in from afar, his body was athletic, his speed was fast, and in the blink of an eye, he had reached the front of him.

The sturdy figure seemed to be attracted by something, and suddenly stopped, he stood on top of a huge bronze sword, and looked up.

In front of the black shadow, there was a body ten meters high, with copper-yellow skin, a strange face, like a demon, bloody fangs, and eyes the size of copper bells.

The giant who was like a demon god, but he didn't know who had pierced a big hole in his chest, and the giant's big bronze bell eyes had lost their vitality and were gray.

"Tongba, I didn't expect that even you ......" The black shadow stopped on the hilt of the sword, the body wrapped in the cloak, trembling slightly, he clenched his fists tightly, lowered his head, and his voice was a little choked.

Standing like this for a long time, the black figure didn't know what he was thinking, he just stood with his head bowed, as if he was mourning for the giant in front of him.

"Tongba, you, go all the way...... King, I will lead us to avenge you!" the black shadow slowly raised his head, and his face, which had been hidden in the shadows, was finally revealed.

It was a wolf-like face, black fur trembling in the wind, his teeth bared, sharp teeth interlaced up and down, yellow eyes, staring at the giant's body, sad and resolute.

"Bronze eight, rest in peace...... This battle, our demon clan, will win! You won't die in vain!"

The black wolf demon slowly rose into the air, and with a trembling hand, covered Tongba's eyes. Then he shrugged his nose and turned his head sharply to look at the sky behind him, where several white points of light were approaching, flying in the direction of the remnant sun.

"Tsk, you have to report to the king quickly!"

The black wolf demon didn't stay any longer, it rose into the air, chased after those few white lights, and continued to fly away into the distance......

Soon, the black wolf demon was gone, and the aftermath of the war returned to tranquility, and only the huge body of Tongba was left in place, standing there.

The body of the bronze eight stood, glowing with bronze in the remnant sun, just like the words he had said before his death......

"We demon clans! Even if we die, we can't give in!"

......

Between the mist-filled cliffs, there is a cave with a small entrance that is difficult to spot in the mist.

A group of armor-piercing warriors sat around the cave, most of them with large bodies and strange faces, and the black wolf demon seemed to be among them.

"The hungry wolf army of our clan was also defeated three days ago, and the warriors of my wolf clan have no ...... in their lives."

The black wolf demon lowered his head and spoke in a dull voice, and then stopped talking.

"The Hungry Wolf Army is the last team of my demon clan, so wouldn't we be defeated......

A demon general next to the black wolf demon muttered in a low voice, although his voice was very small, but in this quiet cave*** everyone still heard it clearly.

"Bang!" The demon general sitting opposite the black wolf demon slapped the table and stood up, glared angrily at the demon general who had just spoken, and roared angrily: "Nonsense! With my king here! Who can defeat our demon clan! Don't shake the heart of the army here!"

"What are you yelling at?!I'm just talking about the current situation!"

The demon general just now seemed to be full of anger and had nowhere to vent, he glared back unwillingly, and immediately spoke back.

This quarrel was like a fuse, and it immediately detonated the powder keg in the cave, and the demon generals all stood up, and you quarreled word by word, and it was a mess......

"Bang!" there was a heavy slap on the table, so loud that it drowned out all the quarrels, and the dust in the cave fell in a torrent.

"Don't make any noise, do you still have the king in your eyes?"

It was the black wolf demon who spoke, his eyes widened angrily, two white gases erupted from his nose, and his cold eyes swept around. Some of those demon generals were not convinced, but after glancing at the figure in the seat, they didn't dare to speak, and sat down indignantly.

Eventually, there was silence in the cave again, only this time, everyone turned their eyes to the figure on the throne, waiting for him to speak.

The figure in the upper seat was a little thin and covered with fluff. He stroked a little demon trembling beside him, and he didn't even look at the demon generals, but mechanically stroked the top of the little demon's head, as if thinking about something......

After a long time, the figure sighed......

"Hey, it seems that this time, it's me who lost again......"

The figure said this melancholy, not like answering those demon generals, but more like talking to himself.

This sentence is like the last judgment, and as soon as these words came out, all the demon generals present were like deflated balls, slumped next to the stone table. They quarrel because they are angry, but when they really get the result, no one is comfortable......

The cave fell silent again, and only the gasps of the demon generals could be heard, and the rough gasps seemed to be filled with despair.

"However, although I lost to that old man again, the demon clan hasn't lost yet!"

Wang Zong jumped up, jumped onto the stone table, looked around at the demon generals, and asked loudly: "All the soldiers, can you pay for the demon clan?!

These two sentences seemed to give the demon generals chicken blood, and they all stood up and replied loudly: "Dare to die for the demon clan!

"Good, good, good, worthy of being my good son! Then you want to endure loneliness!"

The king grinned, revealing two canine teeth, and his eyes were a little crazy. With his backhand, he took out a small non-gold and non-wood sign from his waist, which was carved with some twisted patterns, and a demon character was embossed in the middle.

The demons will be a little confused, and they will not know what their king is going to do......

Suddenly, the cave was filled with golden light, and the wind and sand suddenly rose, making it impossible to see what was happening......

The golden light disappeared, the wind and sand dispersed, and only Wang was left standing in the center of the stone table, still holding the token in his hand, he squinted at the token in his hand, and nodded secretly.

"Yellow-haired boy, remember my words, 30,000 years later, find the descendant of my demon clan, the star of the demon clan, at that time, it will be the time of the revival of my demon clan!"

The king suddenly turned around and shouted at the little demon in the corner, then threw the token in his hand and shot it at the little demon that looked like a big yellow mouse.

The token glowed with a burst of golden light, forming a circular protective shell that enveloped the demon and disappeared into the wall......

"Run, the farther you run, the better......"

The king stared at the wall and muttered in a low voice.

After half a ring, the king came back to his senses, he had sensed that the yellow-haired demon had escaped far enough, but he still had a mission, and he had not completed it!

The king turned around, brushed the purple and gold crown on his head, waved his hand, and the bright red cloak behind him made a hunting sound, and then the king walked out of the cave step by step.

Coming out of the darkness, the king stood at the entrance of the cave, looked up at the sky, sighed, and said, "If I don't die, how can I make him give up." ”

Then, the king turned into a golden light and soared into the sky.

In the blink of an eye, Jin Guang came to an open area, and faintly saw that there were crowds of people scattered in the distance, like a group of foraging ants, densely packed.

Look at the king hanging in mid-air, the golden scale chain mail on his body is golden, like a dazzling sun, he shakes his cloak, waving it, and golden light rises in his hands.

With a "boom", a mountain in front of him was swept by golden light, and the whole thing was cut into pieces and disappeared between heaven and earth.

The king stood in mid-air, volleying, smiling sideways, revealing his two canine teeth.

The crowd at the foot of the mountain also noticed the movement here, and instantly turned into white light, rising into the sky, and rushing towards this side.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the king's body, making his dark golden fur even more gorgeous, and his blood-red cloak danced in contrast to his standing figure.

With that uninhibited look, he looked at the crowd flying in front of him, and laughed even more wildly.

"Come on, boys, see who can catch me!"

Facing the dense white light in front of him, the king stood with his hands in his hands, and the golden light on his body was magnificent, and the momentum was enough to overwhelm thousands of troops!

......

The vicissitudes of life, in the blink of an eye, 30,000 years have passed since the war of the demon clan.

If it is said to be long, it is certain, and it can make an ordinary person reincarnate thousands of times.

Thirty thousand years is enough time to make a lot of changes, to make a civilization rise and then let it perish, to make a race prosper and then to perish, and it is enough for human beings to multiply from the era of Ru Mao and drinking blood, to multiply high-end civilizations.

The current era is the heyday of cultivation civilization, and people call it the golden age of cultivation.

Why is this era called that?

Because of the prosperity of the cultivation civilization in this era, after 30,000 years of tempering, people changed from the original cultivation of the Dao system to the cultivation of martial arts, and later, there were cultivators.

People are no longer limited to one cultivation method, and there are always some miraculous talents who can comprehend the true meaning of heaven and earth, create new cultivation methods, and make strong contributions to the great cause of ascension.

In this era when the cultivation civilization has matured, the great powers have emerged, and a hundred schools of thought have contended, the geniuses of various races have also been born, and a gorgeous stage play is being staged......