"Boom!!"

Gray fireworks bloomed wantonly, covering the entire sky in a flash, although there was no rainbow color, but there was the magnificence of the sea.

There are also gray fountains dotted around, and the gushing spring water gathers into a gray ocean current, indulging in the ruins and ruins of the Blood Witch Ancestral Land, and dyeing the blood-colored building facades with a shuddering color of death.

"Pillar of Authority! That's the pillar of authority! The sermon symbol of the Terran crown! ”

The refuge space at the bottom of the ancestral land, the canopy that had been ravaged by the aftermath of the battle, was finally lifted.

The evacuees who were curled up in a group unconsciously opened their eyes and looked up in horror at the gray light divine pillar with no end in sight.

"Poof!"

Ye Yin fell to his knees, and some kind of irresistible coercion instantly covered his soul.

He had no fear, and after a brief moment of surprise, the color of excitement was like a flood that burst the embankment, and it was mighty and charged, and it charged towards the hundreds of limbs and bones.

"The breath of the same origin...... Homologous bloodline ......"

"Not an enemy...... This is the crown of the Night's Clan...... Someone in the clan has achieved the crown...... Who is it? Who is he?! ”

Fanaticism, worship, easy to defeat the calm, dry mouth of the night hidden, only to feel sweat like rain, surging mood out of the eyes.

"Click!"

A huge gray lightning bolt fell, and above the sky, there was an inexplicable fourth sickle.

It doesn't have a shiny metallic color, just a dirty quaintness.

But it is so unusual, with a slight shake, it can cover the purple light of the dark moon, dancing at will, even time has to give way to it, and everything in the space it is in is quiet, and everything is obedient to its orders.

"Boom la la !!"

Like a fierce wind, and like an angry sea.

The Death Scythe landed on a man's shoulder and was held in the palm of his right hand, fitting perfectly.

The man...... I can't see my facial features clearly, and I can't see my face clearly.

But the tall and slender figure, as well as the rippling gray hair, is not surprising, he is definitely a handsome and handsome man.

"Crown...... Death in the womb? ”

It's probably the power of the Son of the Night, which is still attached to the soul.

Ye Hanjun's gaze could barely pass through the thousands of gray lights and spy on a trace of the hidden world.

Nightshade has actually restored his human body!

And his appearance is at least seventy percent similar to the statue of the family guardian in the ancestral hall of the clan!

The rest of the abruptness is completely free from the sense of déjà vu of mortals, like immortals in red clothes and feathers, fairy wind bones, and phoenixes, have returned to their roots and turned decay into magic.

"Congratulations to the Night Clan Chief."

The three cursed ghost monks, the round execution, the head is pressed even lower.

"Congratulations to the Night Clan Chief."

Under the leadership of Wu Xuelu, the Blood Witch Goddess wiped away her tears and paid homage together.

"Can it really be ......"

Ye Tianzi looked directly at Ye Shitian, and let out an exclamation, as if there was a flame burning in his throat:

"The Authority of Death...... There is something like a god between it and Night Shura......"

"But your breath is too pure, rejecting darkness, blood, demonic ...... I can't even feel the killing intent, only the bottomless cold ......"

The Night Chill Monarch echoed his jaw.

Once the pure god-sealing vein grows to the realm of a pseudo-god, and then has a suitable godhead injection, it can completely reproduce the mythical form of the source of the bloodline.

But the crown is different, the ancestor is in front, and it is impossible for future generations to reproduce the "Shura King" with the same authority, so they must find another way.

This is also the reason why the crown of the human race will be scarcer than that of the fetus of the gods.

The evil god Sarus is absolutely terrifying beyond imagination, and can even provide the ascension ceremony of the unknown prophet, among all the fetuses of the gods, he is likely to be the top existence, and maybe it also involves the secrets of the Heavenly Dao.

"Soldiers of the Ancestors, but they still have the strength to fight?" Ye Shitian spoke.

"I have a remnant to support me, and my soul can hold on for a while." Ye Tianzi said.

"That's good."

Ye Shitian whispered:

"Yuanjiao, you deceived the heavens with the corpse fingers of the seven cursed ghost monks, whether it is the fall of the Light Witch God or my ascension to the crown, the outside world cannot capture it at the first time."

"Take this opportunity to mobilize the "empty" spell in the corpse's finger, and the destination is Sunless City."

"Obey the Grim Reaper's command!"

The projection of the Three Cursed Ghost Monks disappeared from the ancestral tomb, and his true body standing outside the Blood Witch Ancestral Land immediately flicked his fingers in the depths of the earth to change the technique in it.

"The Clown Emperor is on the expedition, the abyss of red dust is pouring out, and the ancestral land is in danger."

"Hanjun, for my son, how do you feel at this moment?"

The indescribable gray pupils of the night release sky, the heavy pupils that lock the night cold king.

Ye Hanjun slowly got up from the kneeling posture, raised his head with his chest straight, and chewed the nail and chewed the iron:

"Those who insult others will always be humiliated."

"Those who deceive others will always be deceived by others."

"The Light Witch God is dead, the high-end combat power of the sea of clouds has been wiped out, and then it is the turn of the Red Dust Abyss, that's all."

"Buzz—"

The earth shook, and the space rippled.

Ye Shitian was unmoved, quietly looking at Ye Hanjun, his deep gaze, completely unclear about what he was thinking in his heart.

In the minute of silence, there were a total of five traction beams, which wrapped around the waists of Night Release, Burtner, Wu Xuelu, Night Hanjun, and Night Firefly.

As their bodies became hazy and illusory, the projection of the Three Mantra Ghost Monks reappeared, arms folded over their chests, and solemnly saluted:

"Respected New Ancestor of the Night, carrying the power of the crown and multiple god levels, the energy of the corpse finger is about to run out, and the old monk will guard the Blood Witch Ancestor Land on his behalf, waiting for the triumph of the king."

"Uhhh

The five figures disappeared completely, and the ancestral tomb was filled with the oppressive aura of the superiors, scattered again and again.

And the gray pillar that symbolizes authority is also like a flash in the pan, completely hidden in the depths of nothingness.

……

……

The abyss of the dark lamp, the city without the sun.

The Great Guardian Array had already been overclocked, and there were at least forty supreme saint-level guardian spirits stationed at the Tongtian Stone Pillar, taking turns to replenish the energy of the formation.

However, the multicolored temple that was pressed across the city, the runes jumped, the glow was staggered, and the rainbow beams were constantly swept down, and they were focused on one point.

"Puff - puff puff!!"

The sound of corrosion was incessant, and in a few moments, one or more guardian spirits must have spat blood, fell off the stone pillar, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

At this time, a corresponding number of guardian spirits immediately climbed the stone pillar, sat in the original position, and did their best to maintain the operation of the formation.

"No...... This is Wangmei to quench her thirst, talk about masturbation, and there is no way to break the game! ”

"Where is the patriarch of the Night Clan? If there is a treasure that threatens the Clown Emperor, if you don't fight it again, wait until the big array breaks through, and it's too late to say anything! ”

Outside the city, at the central altar, the gorgons shouted loudly, and the panic and fear in their hearts could not be concealed.

She was trying to find the strongest as far as her eye could see, but the strong ones either ignored her, or glared at her coldly, indifferent, and ignored them.

"Quiet!"

Finally, the gorgon screech's scream attracted the attention of the Night Clan's saint.

One of them spoke lightly, and when he landed, the gorgon's mouth was sewn shut by a golden needle covered with rust, and she could no longer speak.

"Fear will only bring you closer to death."

"The more important the moment, the more you must learn to relax your mind."

At the front of the altar, rows of black-robed figures sat on the ground, all of which were in uniform family costumes, without exception.

If you look closely, it is not difficult to find that the person who is qualified to sit in the last row is actually the Great Elder who is not visible on weekdays.

The further they go, their faces may not be old, but the aura that vaguely emanates must be terrifyingly strong.

And in the first row, Ye Shu who contracted the "Woman Fish" and Ye Qianmo who contracted the "Bombardment Artillery Carriage" were only qualified to sit on the edge.

The night sky roars and the night soft wind all have the contract spirit of the most holy Dacheng, but they can only be slightly closer to the central axis, and there is still some distance from the main seat.

"Yeying, the Protector Array is on the verge of bursting, let's prepare to execute the next plan."

A white-haired old man sighed heavily, and Wan Duan's emotion touched the heartstrings of the onlookers, making people subconsciously tense their emotions and not dare to be distracted for a moment.

His name was "Yexuanren", and before today, there was a tablet marked as a dead person in the family genealogy.

Unexpectedly, he was still alive, crawling out of the decaying tomb and sitting on himself to one of the five main seats at the front, without any living beings questioning it.

"Anytime."

Yeying, who was holding a bow box, sat in the middle of the five, closed her eyes, and responded lightly.

"The remnant bow of Shura, although it has no soul, is operated at the right time, which is enough to show the power of the bow god."

"The remains of the Bone King originate from a pseudo-god of the underworld killed by the Shura King, the bone body is slightly mutilated, and it has been carefully cultivated for tens of thousands of years, and it can also reproduce the combat power of the pseudo-god level within a certain period of time."

"The Divine Blood Cannon is also a good thing left by the ancestors, but it's a pity that the divine blood reserves of our clan have to be greatly depleted in every era, and with today's reserves, three or five blasts are the limit......

Ye Xuanren crossed his fingers and muttered, and at the end, he sighed again:

"Trouble, quite trouble."

"One or two false gods can still deal with it, the Clown Emperor is too difficult, this is not to give us a chance......"

"Just kill."

A headless old man without a head, speaking from his stomach.

As soon as the fierce killing intent poured out, Yeying opened her eyes and glanced at him, the headless old man was silent, and became silent like a wood again.

"Night reverse, the patriarch's order is - drag."

"The Great Protector Array can last as long as it can, and the moment it is broken, our flesh and blood will naturally act as a second barrier."

"Rose, is there any progress in arranging what you do?"

Yeying spoke coldly, and immediately looked at the other woman in the main seat, besides her.

It was an old black-haired woman, although her hair still had a shiny sheen, but the cloudiness under her eyes was the most serious among the five.

"The ghost monk is in the same vein, betraying the Ye clan, there are traces of it many years ago, but the patriarch told us not to be impatient, pretending not to know."

"With the spatial coordinates they provide, the Clown Emperor's subordinates probably also used strange objects to block the teleportation of this place to the outside world, making it impossible for us to leave the Sunless City."

"Fortunately, we have long been prepared for the worst, the sequence of Great Elders from Night One to Night Nine has successively sent young clansmen out of the Abyss of the Dark Lantern in the past few decades, scattered all over the heavens, and has retained the fire of our clan through different forms, we have no worries about this battle."

"Well, that's fine."

Yeying nodded, her frowning brows stretched, and she slowly closed her eyes.

The next moment, she opened her eyes suddenly.

The Clown Emperor on the sky suddenly turned over and sat up, and with a finger, two rainbow rays of light pierced through the Protector Array, and the translucent barrier immediately appeared two extremely distinct breaches.

"Poof!!"

Bears, Centaurs, Plastic Beamon, Tiger Commanders, and Water Crab Generals who are defending the battle...... It was like being slashed by a guillotine falling from the sky, the fire of life was still boiling one second ago, and it was frozen the next second, the head and body were separated, the limbs were broken, and the death was extremely cruel.

"I didn't expect the Tangtang Ye clan to have a day when he was a turtle with a shrunken head."

"The emperor is a little boring to watch, so it's better to have some interesting programs to help the fun."

The Clown Emperor yawned and lay down on the big rock again, his arms supporting his neck, his palms supporting his head, leisurely and lazy.

Inside the Sunless City - suddenly it became a pot of porridge.

The Guardian Spirit stationed in the Heavenly Stone Pillar reacted extremely quickly, and filled the position as soon as possible, and the rift on the Protector Array was repaired in the blink of an eye.

But in the blink of an eye, two creatures broke in.

One of them wears a red hijab, red cloth shoes on his feet, and a red umbrella in his hand.

She is bathed in the rain of blood, and the lotus steps are full of style.

The slender thighs are exposed from the skirt from time to time because of the walking posture, and the attractive skin that can be broken by blowing, as well as the round and full shape, simply grow on the tip of the human aesthetic heart, and it makes people can't take their eyes off it.

However, when you notice that she still has long hair that drags the floor, you will shiver again inexplicably.

Under the bright red cloth cover, the pale skin was reflected, and the sexy and hot red lips rose slightly by an arc.

The beauty that bloomed at that moment was more charming than a meteor piercing the sky.

The blood rain rained harder, and she let out a cackling laugh as she walked through deserted streets, and tall buildings collapsed with a bang.

With a hook of her fingers, the Bright Fetus, who was secretly in charge of guarding, lost her soul and walked out of the bunker and gathered directly to her side.

"Giggle......

"Giggle......

Suspected of manipulating blood and possessing a seductive humanoid monster, it continues to slaughter the lives of the city of the sunless, and wherever it passes, a path of white bones grows stronger and stronger.

"Newlyweds...... The false god of the Red Dust Abyss? ”

The Night Iron Rider suddenly rushed out of the main seat, and a riding spirit in the shape of a giant horse appeared under him, and the man and horse were one, and the royal horse flew.

The withered, decaying aura of the saint was like a scorching fuel injected into it, and it reached its peak in an instant.

But the Night Iron Rider didn't crash directly into the newlyweds.

He smashed a ring, and with a bang, the sand flew, and a huge skeleton creature toppled tall buildings, and an ultra-low frequency scream erupted in his throat, and the scarlet blood rain that fell from the sky immediately became sluggish and lazy.

"It's worthy of a big family, and there are toys made of pseudo-god corpses......"

The newlyweds smiled, and the snow-white palm lifted the corner of the red hijab, and the red pupils, which were quieter than the cold pool, aimed at the back of the skeleton creature.

"You are guilty, and your sin is death!"

The Night Iron Rider was not afraid of those red eyes, and with a cold snort, the ancient words that could only be recognized by ancient demons wrapped around the bare ankles of the newlyweds like a whirlwind.

"The way of music and rhythm, killing with words?"

The newlyweds smiled even brighter, and between the snow-white teeth, the flesh and blood of unknown creatures could be faintly seen:

"In the life of a concubine, I hate male creatures the most."

"People like you who can speak well and are the easiest to deceive girls will only waste food if you live in this world......"

"Whoa-la-"

The blood rain was sudden, and the newlywed lady flew up and kicked out, which was on par with the corpse of the Bone King.

The Night Iron Rider remained calm, and the dense words like a mantra continued to activate, changing tricks to limit her movements.

……

"Dark Lantern Night Clan, hand over the corpse of the Great Killing God!"

"Since the middle of the Ancient Universe, there have always been only two prison gods in the heavens, and we are worried and sleepy, and we still can't seal the god position!"

"I have reason to suspect that you have managed to keep the godhead of hell, hand over the godhead, hand it over to me!!"

The second creature who broke into the Sunless City also came to the realm of false gods.

She wears a sexy black leather skirt, has a feminine-like body, and is ten meters tall, far surpassing humans.

But she had no pretty face, only a dog's head, and her scalp was covered with thick black curls that hung haphazardly like a clump of weeds.

"I'm just missing a godhead...... It's just one godhead......"

"As long as you have Godhead...... I am God, the true God! Invincible God! Ahh Don't push me! I don't want to kill!! ”

The kobold monster unleashed countless claws, each of which seemed to have the power to tear apart the superalloy.

However, none of the creatures she had killed died, and all of them fell to the ground, sobbing and sorrowful.

The night breeze is soft, the night sky is singing, and the night is comfortable...... Several saints gathered from different directions, but when they reached a certain distance, they stopped at the same time, not daring to take a step.

"Lovelorn Witch...... The glorious demonic bloodline of the Ancient Universe? ”

"I heard that you didn't survive the catastrophe of the Broken Universe, and the Ancient Universe had already perished, but I didn't expect that not only did the bloodline continue to the Nascent Universe, but also surpassed the Ancestor and became a god in half a step?"

The Night Mystery Man pushed a gun cart the size of a stroller, passed the sad man who fell to the ground, and slowly approached:

"The Great Killing God of our clan died on the battlefield, and his form and spirit were destroyed, and there was not even a single fragment of cells left."

"The Godhead that originated from Him was either taken away by the enemy or by an existence that fished in troubled waters."

"Of course, the greatest possibility is that this godhead will be naturally diluted and returned to the heavens and the earth, and any false god of hell who holds the same seal may be obtained."

"How many 10,000 years ago was this? In the Second Age of the New Era, you actually used this reason to help the Clown Emperor, become His lackey, and serve Him? ”

"The Clown Emperor said that he is fifty percent sure that this godhead is hidden in your ancestral land!"

The lovelorn witch broke out, she was already crazy, and in a fit of anger, those human beings and contract spirits who were sad and flowed into rivers cut off their breath one by one and cut themselves off.

"I'm going to turn your ancestral land upside down!"

"Kill! Kill! If I don't kill you, you will kill me! I want to become a god, I want to be a unique "goddess of lovelorn"! Die, die, die! ”

"Boom!!"

The first sound of the divine blood cannon exploded, and the right arm of the lovelorn witch exploded, and the sky was full of fragments of her flesh and blood.

She let out a scream of pain and a black tear dripped from her.

In an instant, despair deeper than the abyss turned into dark clouds, into a violent wind, sweeping away all living beings visible to the naked eye. (End of chapter)