Rumble!

Just when the Fifth King's Divine Soul ascended above the Nine Heavens, the 'Heaven' Monument shook violently, and the quaint and barren aura shook, as if it was about to shatter the entire starry sky.

The black pattern was imprinted in the void like a needle of the sea god, revealing a monstrous evil aura, and even a crazy roar came out of it.

The sudden situation made Lin Fan's body tremble slightly, and he didn't open his eyes, because the blood-colored vertical eye in the center of his eyebrows had already seen through all the vanity.

The appearance of the Fifth King caused his body to reject, and without warning, the blood light around his body swelled, fluctuating with a powerful and terrifying killing aura.

Bloody to the extreme!

Terrifying evil spirit!

A demon!

An evil!

The two are opposed!

It's not hard to imagine how violent the collision between them will be.

Both of them sat cross-legged, dividing the heavens and the earth into two parts, one side was full of blood, the other was full of demonic energy, and the red and black lines in the middle made the place distinct.

An illusory figure flew out of the heavenly spirits of the two at the same time, without any nonsense, all rushed away like the word 'sky', and at the same time, their sea of knowledge seemed to manifest in the heaven and earth, forming two vast and boundless oceans, rumbling with the roar of the sea water, setting off a huge wave hundreds of feet high.

"Fight!"

Lin Fan shouted, his eyebrows and blood-colored eyes were completely opened, and a pattern contained the power to destroy the heavens and the earth, shattering a large area of the sky. An incomparable domineering aura shrouded down, like the anger of the Dominator, making people tremble from the depths of their souls.

"Shock!"

The fifth king also roared, his black hair fluttering, and his handsome face showed a hint of hideousness. A black pattern flew out from the center of his eyebrows, like an inky meteor, filled with the smell of death. Vast expanses of the void were extinguished, like an invisible magic hand slapping down, and the unimaginable photographic power tore at everything.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

The collision of the two patterns was like two planets colliding together frantically, causing an unimaginable terrifying scene, and the entire nine heavens seemed to be about to collapse.

Red as blood! Black as ink!

Constantly entangled, devoured, the very center has completely turned into a chaotic zone. I saw the blood dragon roaring wildly in the sky, and the black demon clouds churned, causing this place above the world to boil violently like an erupting volcano.

Like a terrifying storm sweeping away, it is conceivable that such a means colliding with the continent below would be a catastrophe that would completely destroy the world.

"Fight!"

"Shock!"

The demonic figure shook the heavens and shattered the endless starry sky.

These two laws, which can only be regarded as powerful martial arts in the hands of the two of them, have not exerted the most terrifying power at all, which may be the reason why they need to use a roar with deterrent power to suppress the rising battle intent between each other.

The black pattern was monstrous, like hell, obscuring all brilliance, devouring everything, and the sky shattered in a moment with a terrible roar. It's like a melting pot, refining everything.

The blood-colored pattern traverses the sky, full of incomparable battle intent, and the kind of 'potential' that swallows mountains and rivers and sweeps the eight wildernesses is vividly interpreted, as if gods and demons are in the world, and all things surrender.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Changhong ran through the sun, the demonic energy surged, and the figures of the two divine senses rushed out of the chaos, facing the 'heaven' word tablet close at hand, they seemed to have a 'tacit understanding', and at the same time stretched out their palms.

Seeing the wind rise, the palm of the fifth king turned into thousands of zhang in an instant, the size of a mountain, and the black light on the surface flashed with the luster of death, piercing through the high sky, and a vast sea of stars was directly exploded.

If you want to compete with the Heavenly Princess, the incomparable battle intent is crazy and penetrating, and the nine heavens seem to have turned into a sea of blood. A sinuous blood dragon let out a high-pitched groan, its lantern-sized pupils extremely red, and there was a sense of loneliness of a strong man in its arrogance. Rampage like a mountain, blood-colored brilliance like a heavenly knife destroying everything.

Syllable!

Syllable!

In the dull and clear sound, the palms of both hands were held on the corner of the 'Tian' monument at the same time, and immediately, the red and black light flowed down like liquid, each occupying half of the area. In the center, it is constantly devouring, and there is a silent fight.

Lin Fan and the others both had solemn faces, and at this moment, the ancient aura like a stone tablet entered their bodies, instantly covering up the evil aura they exuded. Strange lines appeared on the surface like flowing gas, swirling between the palms of the two of them.

Lin Fan's brows furrowed from time to time, and then unfolded, and those patterns formed a peculiar pattern between his palms. And the same is true of the Fifth King, whose handsome face is more serious than ever, and the pattern he forms seems to be similar to the former, but different.

They are each evolving their own inner Tao and Dharma!

Although they delve into the same monument, they are fundamentally different. The place where Lin Fan was was shaken by wind and thunder, and the aura of slaughter was as cold as a knife, and the fighting spirit was high and surging. So much so that the originally ethereal word 'heaven' appeared as thick as clouds and turned into a substantial object.

On the other hand, they fell into a dead silence, as if the heavens and the earth were 'shaken' at the same time, and a trace of evil and uneasiness was faintly revealed in the solidified darkness.

In this way, they didn't know the day and night, the two forgot the time, forgot everything, only the constantly improving pattern gradually manifested in the nine heavens, and the two completely different breaths rubbed into violent sparks in the collision.

On the top of the two Demon Emperor cliffs, the bodies of the two have long been covered with ice and snow, except for the slight ups and downs of their chests, they are like two lifelike ice sculptures. In the middle, there is a moat-like abyss, far away. The fierce wind blew, and the sound of whimpering sounded, rolling up endless snowflakes to obscure the vision, and in the dark, it seemed that the wheel of fate was moving.

Golden Crow Tribe.

Many clansmen were restless, everything in the previous Demon Emperor Cliff was still vivid, especially when they saw that shocking scene, Rao was far away and could still feel the power that could destroy the world. Such a situation was a sign of danger to those of them who had seen the mysteries of the Forest of Death, and it seemed that disaster was coming.

Jin Teng couldn't maintain his previous calm and indifference, his worried eyes were still mixed with a trace of uneasiness, the muscles on his face were unconsciously tense, and many times he didn't even listen to the words of the clansmen.

However, the most flustered should belong to Yang Xiu, walking back and forth in the room like ants on a hot pot, his brows twisted into the word 'Chuan', looking in the direction of the Demon Emperor Cliff from time to time, and the calm after the madness made the uneasiness in his heart even heavier. But I can't imagine where the plan has changed, so that now I am extremely passive and even not controlled at all.

Crunch

The door was pushed open, and a cold wind poured in, and a guard walked in with the wind and snow.

Yang Xiu asked, "How is it?" But he already knew the result when he saw the guard's lowered head.

"Young master, I knocked on the side and asked a lot of people from the Jinwu tribe, and none of them knew that there were any ancient ancestors left in the tribe. ”

Yang Xiu's face suddenly became gloomy, and he didn't say a word, the room was filled with a depressing atmosphere, and the guard was as quiet as a cicada, and he didn't dare to breathe.

"Yesterday, I also vaguely mentioned to Jin Teng about borrowing the Jin Wu Ancestral Object, but this old thing actually pretended to be stupid in front of me, and he didn't get any valuable clues. ”

The guard said: "Young Master, could it be that there is indeed no here, otherwise, with the ancestral things, these people will not shrink in this place, and even food is a big problem." ”

Yang Xiu shook his head: "It should exist, but it may be mutilated." ”

"Jin Teng, old thing, toast and don't eat and drink, you are playing with fire, then don't blame me, you forced it. A fierce look flashed across his face, making his gaze even colder.

He whispered a few words in the guard's ear, who startled slightly, then exited the room and disappeared into the snow

I don't know how long it took, but the nine days that looked like a volcanic eruption finally took a slight turn.

The blood-colored pattern became clearer and clearer, and the complex veins seemed to be drawn out of blood, filled with a thick bloody atmosphere. The blood flames on the surface were soaring, as dazzling as a vermilion bird reborn in the sea of blood, and the terrifying battle intent swept through the nine heavens and ten earths.

The black pattern has also been formed, and the demonic mist is shrouded, like a black hole abyss that swallows everything, and at a glance, even the soul is trembling, as if it is about to leave the body. From a distance, it looks like a great demon king resurrecting, and the terrifying aura is overwhelming the world.

The word "Tian" became faint, and after the last moment of brilliance, it disappeared silently, leaving no traces.

Two runes pierced into the eyebrows of Lin Fan and the others, and suddenly, their breath skyrocketed. At the same time, he opened his eyes, his eyes were like electricity, and the essence of light flashed, intersecting in the air, only to hear a sonorous sound, as if two artifacts collided together, and a large area of the void was wiped out.

In the palm of his right hand, a stele-shaped pattern quietly melted into the flesh and blood, and immediately there was a feeling of controlling the sky, and a dry cloud of arrogance rose in his heart, and there was an urge to howl.

The fifth king stood up, and the two looked at each other quietly, neither of them spoke or moved. And in this calm and weird atmosphere, Lin Fan found a trace of unusualness, as if there was an invisible silk thread that had already connected them.

"Who are you?" Lin Fan asked calmly.

The fifth king chuckled lightly and replied, "We will meet." The soul turned into a stream of essence, dragging a slightly distorted transparent arc and rushing out of the Nine Heavens towards the Demon Emperor Cliff.

Lin Fan glanced back at this place, as if in a dream, a wave of tiredness hit his heart, and then he lost consciousness.

In the cold wind and snow, the two opened their eyes at the same time, and the ice and snow on their bodies like armor melted in an instant. Both of them had changed slightly, one had a faint hint of red in their clear pupils, and the other had turned completely black, more like a demonic flame beating.

"You got it, and I got it. So it's already going to start now. The Fifth King sat on the throne and disappeared as the Golden Avenue spread into the distance, leaving only one thought-provoking sentence floating in the air.