In that deep, deep rainy night, a dark alley, uninhabited, was very close to the inn where Li Tu and Ning Ying were.

An immortal old man, carrying a lantern, the light is blue and faint, as if the ghost fire is burning there, the old man is dressed in rags, looks dirty, the withered hair covered with dry grass, gray clothes, as if he has experienced a lot of things in the world, this is like the legend of the spirit hunter.

The old man is so dirty.

He walked out of an ancient temple in the mountains on that dark and gloomy rainy night, he was too dilapidated, but in his old hand he carried an extremely ancient and delicate puppet, which was extremely exquisitely made, as if it had exhausted all the talents and energy of the world's masters and skilled craftsmen, and it took many days to produce a perfect work of art.

It was a very beautiful puppet girl, like a beautiful girl, painted with tears and eyelashes, pitiful, peerless elegance, how beautiful, black hair folded like an inky cloud, not stained with dust.

"The dispute between humans and the gods really disgusts me." The old man with the puppet girl let out the oldest sigh.

And what is even more strange and terrifying is that the delicate puppet girl suddenly spoke, her voice was crisp, and she was like a jade impact.

"The confrontation between the Curse God and the Martial Ancestor's initial will looks so interesting, hehehehe, old man, shall we go?" The girl puppet said coldly.

"It's too involved, even a descendant of the Great Sword Venerable has come, this is the taboo existence of the year." The dirty old man has no good airway,

"Hmph, the people of the starry sky also want to interfere in the affairs of our great realm, it's too hateful, some ancient forces are awakening, it's very extraordinary, those taboos, even those who live as long as me forcibly interfere, will also suffer a huge backlash, remember one thing, don't try to contaminate cause and effect."

The puppet girl's smile suddenly became very strange.

"Haha, a group of polluted people, just kill it, this great sword venerable heir, it seems that he is a fledgling, isn't there anyone who teaches him something? The various causes and effects that he forcibly interfered with in this way will definitely be very uncomfortable in the future. ”

"This is the disciple that no one teaches."

"You say, how many more years will we continue to be in this state?" The girl asked with a cold and strange smile.

"Who knows? Go to stay in the wind and rain, and look at what fate says, everything is invisible, delineated and tangible. The old man said strangely.

The figures of these two people gradually disappeared into the raging storm.

……

The space was torn apart, countless spells burned, and the lives and deaths of countless believers seemed to have fallen into complete and endless destruction, and the iron-black body of the curse god exuded an infinitely burning aura, wisps of blue-black aura invisibly, releasing the majestic existence of all that.

Summoned from ancient times, the fate and call of the fugitive and abandoned clan, and the glory of the past that was left behind, can no longer be witnessed.

Wu Zu's burly body is gradually disappearing, such a ghostly ghost, disappearing inch by inch, as if following one strong enemy after another, Wu Zu is the most powerful god of war in the early days of fire, unyielding will, immortal divine heart, but unfortunately, he will eventually die irretrievably, because the final outcome is inevitably irretrievable.

The blue-black iron face of the cursed god seemed to burn and shatter, some small scales accompanied by divinity, with a will to perish, his endless rage, because the Martial Ancestor had destroyed his good deeds. Originally, it was only one step away, and everything was going to die completely.

"Martial Ancestor, are you too lenient in this way, an extremely cowardly junior, why can you do this? It's so hateful. ”

The immortal will of the Martial Ancestor is like a divine presence, and everything is higher than the sky.

"Hmph, hateful clown, you dare to steal the power of the Great Dao, you are impatient." Wu Zu said angrily

Very angry.

This is an immortal hunt.

Wu Zu finally broke his will.

He looked at the curse god with those strange ancestral eyes.

It's as if he saw his own life and hatred.

"If you were an ancient god born in my time, this seat only needs to rely on that pair of tearing hands to completely crush you to death, but now, I want to see your face, it's too hateful." There was a very unwilling sense of thoroughness in the voice.

"This is a new era, you are a remnant of the old era, a martial ancestor like you, should have passed away a long time ago, your will is ridiculous in front of me, but you have blocked my most important step, in the long river of time in the future, maybe one day, I will die under the sword of that little girl, really, so what?" The curse god kept collapsing, and on the blue-black face that was constantly disintegrating, the layers of spells, and those outright endings, all seemed to be sneering.

"Okay, okay, someone is going to kill you." Wu Zu said obscurely.

"Who is it?"

"Of course it's the boy, huh." Wu Zu said calmly.

The curse god laughed: "It's just an ant, even if he has the mark of the Great Sword Venerable, this god is not afraid." ”

"We'll see."

"When the king's path is at the end, all this is still undecided!"

The final outcome of everything may inevitably know that it is helpless, and if you are at peace, this is the end.

……

……

"Kill!"

The eternal darkness of the Skeleton Empire, the flames of the skeletons are burning in the immortal.

The monarch of the Skeleton Empire looked at the tens of millions of skeleton troops, the snow-white and miserable green skeletons were very dark and terrifying, they were the ultimate nightmare of the humans in the Night Country, as long as an order was given, then these guys would cross the border like locusts, and there would be no grass, which was very terrifying.

"Sons of the Empire, the Terrans occupy the richest lands in the South, and occupy the invisible divinity that our skeletons cannot grasp, and these should belong to us. Kill! Reclaim all that immortal glory. ”

It yelled in anger.

Beside the Skeleton King, who was as tall as a mountain, countless skeletons seemed to be waiting for each other, as if they were immortal. The dark angels who embraced Skeletron were floating in the brightest dreams.

The Land of Night is in danger.

An army of skeletons, densely packed.

is about to attack Broken Dragon City.

And the first to bear the brunt was Li Tu, as well as those damned Night Kingdom defenders, and the fugitives from Hopeless Heavenly City.

This is the first collision of the two empires of the Southern Regions!

Surging killing intent.

The Skeleton Sovereign's figure swayed between the mountains and the sea, and its huge and majestic eyes shimmered like a green and secluded lake.

……

The huge mountain range, as high as the sky, the wind is surging and howling, like an ancient beast howling, this is a miserable land.

It was a girl with smooth white hair, her lips were as rich as a petal, she looked unusually beautiful, and her white hair and ink pupils had a different kind of beauty.

Behind her, there was an ancient dragon crawling.

The dragon was craggy and huge, and the majesty that could not be seen directly seemed to kill people, it was a snow-capped mountain dragon, its vertical pupils were very elegant, very bursting, as if there were frost and storms condensed in it, eternal immortal.

The dragon roared in pain, as if it had been indelibly wounded.

And the legendary slave dragon girl, a delicate girl with white hair and ink eyes, slender and soft like a flower, was looking at the ancient dragon with a worried face.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's just a throne of gods, we can be disobedient, absolutely."

She stroked the ancient dragon with gentle movements.

And the immortal ancient dragon was prostrate on the top of the mountain, looking at the gray earth in the distance, as if a sword and soldier were meeting each other.

All of this is regretted!

The ancient dragon, the beautiful slave dragon girl, didn't this pair have some stories before? What is written on the yellowed paper, which is indelible, eventually becomes impossible to disappear.

The slave dragon girl has been waiting lonely, her snow-white dress is messy by the wind, her hair is beautiful and moving, her eyes are sad, it seems that she has experienced too many stories.

The dragon maiden finally spoke, only to hear her, "Where are you?" The man who is destined to save the world, will you suddenly appear one day in the future? I've been waiting for a long time, will there really be a good result in the end? Master, I miss you, you can also be immortal, but for my sake, you gave up that kind of immortality. ”

The wind ruffled her long hair, and the voices disappeared completely.

Never again.

……

Night Country.

Wu Guogong's face was full of wind and frost, his breath was extremely powerful, his strength had almost reached the extreme, but unfortunately he still couldn't solve the eternal night curse of the Night Kingdom, and even if he was immersed in the path of cultivation, those plans were like wolves and tigers, but unfortunately even if he was like a fox, he couldn't plan the goddess of the night.

It's all a doomed end and a lonely loneliness.

Wu Guogong smiled indifferently, and his ethereal gaze looked into the distance:

"Hmph, the little guys in Skull Country are starting to get restless again, but no matter what, they can't jump out of this chessboard, everything is a trivial matter, and I also put them together, those guardians of Broken Dragon City have nothing to do with us."

He laughed like an old fox, treacherous and wicked.

The army of the Skull Empire is eyeing the city.

And the first crisis of the mysterious starry sky messenger is about to quietly come.

It's scary and dangerous.

"Damn it."

Everyone is angrily scolding Wu Guogong for his insidiousness.

And that living color, like a jade beauty of the night empress, the night warped, with no sadness or joy on her expression, as if she didn't know what was going on.

It was bloodstained.

Darkness is coming, everyone's fate is extraordinary, no one knows what the bloody future will be, only to go on firmly.