Chapter 109: The Cemetery of All Races
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Ruins of the gods
"Zi Yao, you have to think about it, now that your Purple Clan has just been established, Ziwei Emperor Heaven is still accumulating strength, if you kill me, then another day, your Ziwei Emperor Heaven will definitely suffer a catastrophe!" Emperor Qiyun said tremblingly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
"Is it...?" Zi Yao's expression was terrible, this person was really, he had reached such a situation, and he was still thinking of threatening him, how could he be threatened by others?
"Well, I'll wait for the arrival of your Imperial Army! I want to see how far the Emperor has grown after a while. Zi Yao raised the Nine Illusions Against the Sky Sword and slashed off Emperor Qiyun's head with one sword.
"Yaoyang, you go back first, it's dangerous here, I'm afraid I'll drag me down if I take you with me. Zi Yao squinted his eyes and looked at the black mist, his expression was a little solemn,
"Well, it's good! Boss be careful, little brother go first. "The fearless lion had long wanted to leave, and at this time, he had already seen Zi Yao order him to retreat, and immediately ran away without a trace.
Zi Yao was just about to move, when a golden figure suddenly came, "By the way, big brother, where am I going?"
“。。。。。 Zi Yao was speechless for a while, "Ziwei Emperor Tian, Zi Xiaocheng, just say that I asked you to come." Zi Yao didn't reply, and said
"Okay. When the dreadnought lion heard this, he immediately retreated.
"Looks like there's something really weird here. I felt a little ominous. Zi Yao muttered solemnly
After speaking, his body was disillusioned, and Zi Yao appeared in the black mist.
A black haze moved with the wind. The space here is black. It's really hard to imagine that Di Qiyun and the others lived here for a year before.
"Interesting. Zi Yao stretched out his hand and flicked the mist in front of him, only to find that these mist seemed to have a trace of strange power. Zi Yao felt as if something had changed in his palm.
"Do you want to erode me?" Zi Yao whispered, his palm emitting a burst of dazzling purple light, and a trace of black mist was forced out by Zi Yao.
At this moment, a loud voice came from the depths of the black mist, "Explorer, this is the ruins of the gods. If you want to gain something here, you must use the god-killing iron to break the seal here. ”
"Hehe, who are you?" Zi Yao said with a smile
"I, I'm just a remnant here. The voice laughed at itself and said
"Really?" Zi Yao sneered, his figure disillusioned. Suddenly appeared behind a black shadow, raised his foot and kicked out. "Dude, can you take a shower when you appear again? ”
"Humph!" the shadow snorted coldly and vanished. "Boy, you'll regret it. ”
"Regret it, you try it!" Zi Yao snorted coldly, and rushed in with the Nine Illusions Against the Sky Sword.
"Bang!"
Zi Yao hit his head against a wall, "What's the situation?" ”
Zi Yao walked and walked, and a wall appeared out of thin air.
"Huh?" Zi Yao looked around suspiciously, and at some point, the black mist disappeared, replaced by a ruined temple.
Zi Yao turned around and stepped into the ruined temple.
"Shhh
Zi Yao gasped, and what appeared in front of him was a corpse in a place, and the bright red blood stained the earth.
"What!" Zi Yao looked up, and the sky suddenly turned bloody, and a broken purple moon fell into the sky. Bring up a bloody light. Patches of blood rained down. Under the blood-colored twilight, corpses were everywhere, with the desolation of eternity.
"That's, what?" Zi Yao looked at and pondered.
Suddenly, Zi Yao's eyes froze, and the blood here turned black with a trace of black. Could it be that the ancient monks here have been corrupted?
Zi Yao waved his hand and swept a drop of blood on the ground, and a purple flame appeared in his right palm, "Ziwei Holy Flame, refine ten thousand evils!"
A trace of black substance evaporated from the drop of blood, turned into a black poisonous snake in the sky, and rushed towards it with a ghostly cry.
"It's weird, after so many years, this substance is still alive. Zi Yao quickly retreated, and at the same time, his right hand was raised, and a crape myrtle holy flame rushed out.
"Shhhhh
The black serpent screamed, and it turned to ashes.
"The blood that was refined turned out to be golden, although countless years have passed, Zi Yao can still feel the huge energy contained in it, the owner of this blood is probably no less than the God Realm.
The death of such a powerful man seems to be the ruins of the gods.
Zi Yao stared carefully at the drop of blood. A huge golden lion roared, and many big stars in the universe shattered instantly, and a black dragon-patterned halberd seemed to pierce the universe, directly piercing the golden lion's head, making it stain the starry sky with blood. The starry sky was silent. After countless years, a little bit of golden light appeared, and the golden lion began to slowly grow smaller and ignite a thousand flames. When the flames were extinguished, a golden light pierced the sky and disappeared into the starry sky, and a lion cub could be vaguely seen wrapped in it.
Zi Yao's eyes were a little weird, this little lion couldn't be the fearless lion, right?
Suddenly, a blood-stained palm suddenly landed on Zi Yao's shoulder, and a trace of bright red blood flowed down.
"Ahhh
"Alas, are young people nowadays so hot-tempered? They even cut off other people's shoulders as soon as they meet. ”
An old voice came from behind Zi Yao,
What made Zi Yao's eyes drop was that the corpse of an old monk covered in blood actually stood up, picked up his fallen arm and connected it like that, and even reconnected it.
"Hey, boy, don't look at the old man like that, the old man is just a remnant of the soul that has not been destroyed, and then the old stinky skin is resurrected. Don't look at the old man with that hellish expression. ”
"Kid Zi Yao, I've seen my predecessors. Zi Yao bowed to the old monk, "The previous kid was reckless, and asked the seniors to forgive their sins." ””
"No need to be polite. The old monk waved his hand and looked at Zi Yao carefully, a pair of cloudy eyes glowed green, and Zi Yao's scalp was numb, "Purple boy." Not bad, not bad, very good qualifications. If you really want to talk about it, I really have a bit of a relationship with your ancestors. I think that at the beginning, our ancient Buddha lineage was also a well-known great sect in the fairy world, but since that battle, it has almost been destroyed. Alas!"
"Did that battle create the ruins of the gods?" Zi Yao asked.
"The ruins of the gods, is that what you call it?" the old monk was stunned, "we call that battle the battle of all races. And here, it is also called the cemetery of all ethnic groups. Here are the burial of the heroes who died in the Great War, and it is the resting place of their heroic souls. At the same time, it also suppresses many evil spirits. ”
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