[This chapter is too powerful, I always feel that it is not well written, neither does it render the complex and superb image of the lord of a prison, nor does it write through the dilemma that the ancient relics seem to be strong but are actually weak under the strong background of human civilization. I had a terrible headache, and I was stuck for more than two days before I wrote such a text that I was extremely dissatisfied with, I am really sorry for everyone, and I am sorry for the brain cells I sacrificed. Ashamed! 】

At the beginning of eternity, when the world was born, there was a sea of blood between heaven and earth. It is galloping, and the waves of blood are rolling for thousands of years.

For thousands of years, the sea of blood has been glorious and has given birth to many strange or strange lives; It has also decayed, and has been plagued by hundreds of years of war, and once dried up to expose the cracked seabed; By the time it had all passed, it had become a place of great interest in the world.

Later, the ancient hundred tribes came, and the true emperor of the human race also came, but what really settled down was a group of ancient demons who wandered from the outer regions to the Qingluo glazed world. After the cataclysm occurred and the heavens and the earth were cut off, the sea of blood was occupied by a group of ancient demons, and finally left the Qingluo Glass Realm hostage.

This time, from ancient times to the present, is thousands of years. The past is more than a thousand years, and the famous places in the world are still flowing today. It's just that the former name has now changed and is no longer called the sea of blood. Instead, it was linked to the existence of ancient demons and became the 'Blood Sea Flame Prison'.

At this moment, somewhere in the void, under the perennial black clouds, the sea of blood is flowing quietly. The world to which it belongs, the Blood Sea Flame Hell, is in a dead silence. It is said that it is dead and silent, not because of the lack of life in the Blood Sea Flame Prison. On the contrary, at this moment, on the side of the sea of blood, thousands of demons of all colors gathered under the pressure of black.

Thousands of demons formed a nightmare-like scene, and the land was crowded with black figures and the sea of blood, dividing the entire blood sea of hell into a two-color world, black and red. Among the tens of thousands of ancient demons, there are all kinds of demons; There are both half-blood demon descendants and true blood demons who keep their blood pure; There are those who are relatively normal and human-like, and there are those who are bizarre and indescribable...... And so on and so forth.

Usually, these ancient demons are at odds with each other, and most of them have the habit of living alone. If they do, it is most common for them to fight each other. Today, however, they have broken through the enmity they have accumulated over the years, and they have come together as if something big has happened.

These ancient demons, no matter how unruly they were before, or how arrogant they were, at this time, they all broke the common sense of the past, and they were silent, not to mention arrogant, they didn't even dare to make a sound.

All of this is because at the end of their eyes, there is the same figure.

I saw that on the river stone on the side of the sea of blood, a white dress was like snow - on the shore of the surging sea of blood, among the thousands of demons, there was actually a person who was fishing leisurely.

Odd! It's weird!

Tens of millions of demons gathered together, killing secrets in the air, and the extremely heavy atmosphere can be said to be incompatible with the scene of leisurely fishing in white. However, these two diametrically opposed scenes, under the influence of the white clothes like snow, are so natural and traceless, as if everything is taken for granted.

Although the figure was just sitting and fishing, it had a calming spirit. Like a mountain that suppresses the earth, it is inherently capable of attracting everyone's attention and making the entire Blood Sea Flame Prison revolve around him.

The man in white fishes quietly, surrounded by thousands of demons; He was silent, and no one dared to make a sound; He didn't move, and no one dared to behave in all directions. I don't know how long it has been, but in the sky of the Blood Sea Flame Prison, a thunderclap suddenly resounded through the four fields. For thousands of years, the black clouds and mist that had been shrouding the sky and not dispersed suddenly dispersed in the thunder, revealing a small gap of blood-red natural sky.

This can be regarded as a strange scene that has not been seen in the Blood Sea Flame Prison for thousands of years. Those black clouds and mist were actually the blockades laid by the True Emperor of the Human Race against the Blood Sea Flame Prison in ancient times. It has not been dispersed for thousands of years, but today it is dispersed - this is obviously a sign that the ancient True Emperor's blockade of the Blood Sea Flame Prison is about to collapse.

Once the blockade collapses, it means that the road from the Blood Sea to Middle-earth will be completely unblocked. Under the canopy, countless demons were restless about it. It's just that the man in white has a deep prestige, and no one dares to mess around if he doesn't move. The already tense atmosphere became even more restless because of this. Countless demons craned their necks, wanting to see the statement of the man in white as soon as possible.

In the commotion, finally a demon in armor and a head like a snake rushed to the man in white and knelt on the ground. The snake-headed demon has a figure of more than three feet, although it is not tall among all kinds of demons, but compared to the man in white who is just an ordinary human form, it is much taller and stronger. He knelt down in front of the man in white like a giant saluting a dwarf, which looked a little funny. It's just that no one questioned this, and even the snake-headed demon saluted with a solemn and natural face.

Under the thunder, the man in white did not move the rod in his hand; Thousands of demons were in turmoil, and the man in white was unmoved; Before the burly demon bowed down, the man in white was still unmoved.

The snake-headed demon didn't care whether the other party noticed him or not, he just lowered his eyebrows and said to the man in white respectfully, "Your Highness the Prison Master!" ”

It turned out that this man in white was the Lord of the Blood Sea Flame Prison, the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons, and the Supreme King who ruled all the affairs of this prison! No wonder there is such a demeanor that intimidates thousands of demons as if there is nothing.

The snake-headed demon paused, and didn't see any response from the man in white, so he couldn't help but show a smile, and said again: "Your Highness the Prison Master, Zili is dead." Then he bowed his head and said no more, but waited quietly.

Zi Li is the one-eyed giant snake that died in Fang Xing's hands, and the former personal guard of the man in white. The serpent-headed demon said his name because he believed that His Highness the omniscient prison lord must know the potential meaning of his words when he heard the words - "The general in front is dead, it's time to send troops quickly!" ”

"yes, dead." The man in white—no, it should be said that His Royal Highness the Prison Master of the Blood Sea Flame Prison—finally had some reaction when he heard this. Hearing that the personal guards and war horses around him were killed, this demon lord with heavy troops in his hands did not get angry, but his eyes were deep, and his tone was gloomy and did not know whether he was happy or angry, "He died in the hands of a human race, which really shows the face of my Blood Sea Prison." Injury, you say? ”

The child injury is the snake-headed demon, and when he heard the rhetorical question of His Royal Highness the prison master, he was immediately terrified. Zi Li is his nephew, and this time he was given a heavy responsibility and was sent to Middle-earth on a business trip, and he was burdened with a great deal of responsibility. But he didn't expect that he would lose his troops and die in defeat. Zi Li's own death is a small matter, but it is a big deal to ruin the plans of His Royal Highness the Prison Master, and the future of the entire clan.

Thinking of this, the snake-headed demon immediately knelt down and pleaded guilty.

The prison master ignored the snake-headed demon's plea, but simply lowered the fishing rod and turned his head. His face is handsome and delicate, not like an overlord who dominates many demons, but very much like a Jiangnan pretty scholar.

He squinted his eyes, with a hint of ethereal meaning in his words, and said to the snake-headed demon: "Zi Li's death is not false, but before he died, he learned to make up for his sins, and sent a message to Lone, saying a very interesting thing. ”

The snake-headed demon didn't know why His Royal Highness the Prison Lord mentioned this matter, so he could only make promises and deal with it with fear. The man in white didn't seem to care about his reaction, he was just talking to himself, and his thoughts didn't know where to fly.

His Highness the Prison Master fell into deep thought, and no one dared to disturb him. Although the snake-headed demon was extremely anxious in his heart, he could only wait. After a long time, he suddenly saw His Royal Highness the Prison Master standing up, standing on the river stone, looking back at the demon army behind him, with a sense of vicissitudes that did not match it under his handsome and delicate face.

Handsome in white, with long sleeves facing the wind, the demeanor of the Lord of a Prison is unmatched, as if he does not belong to this world full of blood, fire and demons, and no one can know every thought in his heart.

Some time ago, he was on the shores of the sea of blood, gathering an army of demons. Tens of thousands of demons waited day and night, just waiting for him to give an order, and then wave his troops to break through the blockade laid by the ancient true emperor and march into the world of Middle-earth. However, in the past few days, the demon army has all gathered like this, and it is fully prepared and can be triggered at any time. However, he did not open his mouth to send troops, and only waited for thousands of demons who were in a hurry to be stimulated by the war. If it weren't for his authority, I'm afraid he would have complained a long time ago.

The generals under his command thought he was waiting for the right opportunity. However, only he understands that in fact, he is not waiting for an opportunity, but hesitating. The white-clothed prison lord has inherited the will of the previous king and has ruled the blood sea of demons for thousands of years. Over the years, he has wondered what the future holds for his community.

Earlier, he thought that as long as the blockade of the True Emperor of the Ancient Race collapsed, he would be able to lead his own sons and waves his army to hit the earth. At present, the world of Middle-earth has lost the glory of the ancient era, and there are definitely not many people who can hinder the existence of demons in the outer lands. In this way, the blood sea and the demon of the Flame Prison under his command, although he can not say that he can dominate the world, he will definitely not have the dilemma of being trapped in a corner anymore, and his life will definitely be much more nourishing than now. However, when he released multiple eyeliners and designated a three-way route for a large-scale invasion, he hesitated.

Under the reports from all sides, the current situation of Middle-earth was clearly displayed in front of him. The reality was far beyond his imagination, and he thought that the human race after losing the guidance of the Ancient True Emperor should decline rapidly. Unexpectedly, without the glory of antiquity, Middle-earth is still prosperous, with a population of hundreds of millions and many masters. In contrast, the demons of the Blood Sea Flame Prison lineage, because of thousands of years of hardship, most of the clansmen are left, and most of those who survive are in a difficult situation.

Divide and decay civilization against a thriving and powerful human civilization; With a corner of the broken race, what are the chances of winning against the Terrans who have already dominated the entire Middle-earth world? The strength of the human race and the decline of demons are exactly the sorrow that he and his people are facing. Because of this, the original plan to go out in three directions, sweep the Northland, and sweep Middle-earth was abandoned by the prison master.

For the past few days, he has been secretly thinking about the future of the race. Trapped in a corner of the Blood Sea Flame Prison is definitely a dead end, and it is not advisable; According to the original plan, it was not advisable to invade Middle-earth on three fronts; What will be the fate of the Demon of the Blood Sea Flame Prison and its own existence? The white-clothed prison lord hesitated.

At this time, the one-eyed giant snake was defeated by the Terran boy, and an important message came before he died. Among them, there is a mention of the divinity of death and a mysterious purple aura; The divinity of death is an attempt by the white-clothed prison lord to save the decay of the race, and it is very precious, and it is naturally better if it can be regained; However, what made him even more ecstatic was the mysterious purple qi that was regarded as a natural nemesis by the one-eyed giant snake.

The one-eyed giant snake didn't know the details of that mysterious purple qi, but the white-clothed prison master knew a little bit about it. It was the tip of the iceberg that immediately made the white-clothed prison master regain his spirits and set a new strategy—he had been secretly working on his new strategic plan before the snake-headed demon interrupted him. Now, this new strategy has finally taken shape.

The white-clothed prison master stretched out his hand to signal, and when the thousands of demons saw it, the commotion suddenly calmed down, and countless eyes showed a look of expectation.

"The true emperor of the human race, our race has endured it for thousands of years!" The prison master was on the river stone, with his back to the surging blood river, facing the tens of millions of demons under his command, and published his opening letter, "Blood Sea Flame Prison, endure enough!" ”

"Huh! Since he became the king of Lone, in the middle of the year, he has lost more than 70 true blood and mixed-race people such as Wuyang, Yuzhu, Xuan, Shanzhu, Baishou, and Copper Thorn, and more than 10,000 people such as ghost soldiers, puppets, ghosts, and human slaves. Before heaven and earth were cut off, the first king and Gu spent hundreds of years entangled the elite of the Quartet, which was not something that could be found in the Blood Sea Flame Prison. Now, Zili is dead again, and there is one less clansman under the command of this king who can be relied on. If this is the case, in a few hundred years, how many clansmen will there be in the Blood Sea Flame Prison? ”

The words of the white-clothed prison master were not high, but they spread throughout the entire Blood Sea Flame Prison, echoing in the ears of every demon.

The snake-headed demon listened to what the white-clothed prison master said, and recalled that after being locked in a prison by the true emperor of the human race, the clansmen were trapped and died one after another; Thinking of the death of his nephew Li, he was angry in his heart and filled his chest with hatred.

When other demons heard the rumors, they either roared in the sky, threatening to slaughter the descendants of the true emperor of the human race when they entered the world of Middle-earth; Or they have a fierce light in their eyes, and they are silent, only the demonic flames rise all over their bodies, revealing the deep hatred in their hearts, and so on......

Although the civilization of the demons in the outer lands is not as tightly organized and patriarchal as that of the human race, it is by no means barbaric.

Back then, they were the leaders of the ancient era, with a population of 10 trillion, dominating the nine skies, and dominating the entire Qingluo glazed world. However, it was later defeated by the true emperor of the human race, and the general trend declined, and the population was not guaranteed. In the end, the demons of their vein fell from the throne of the overlord of the high side, and only ended up in a realm of self-protection and stealing their lives.

The True Emperor of the Terran Race expelled them to a corner of the Sea of Blood, and laid down a blockade array, which they had been trapped for countless years. For thousands of years, the hatred of their enemies has not dissipated, but has grown stronger and stronger over time. Therefore, the words of the white-clothed prison master suddenly aroused the anger that had accumulated in the hearts of these demons for thousands of years.

"Troops! Dispatch troops! While you can still fight, sweep the world! ”

"Kill! Kill! Kill all the human races and exterminate the true emperor! ”

"Roar...... Whew......"

The higher demons with spiritual intelligence shout slogans and vent hatred; And those demon descendants under the spirit are roaring in unison, venting the arrogance in their bloodlines with a piercing voice.

It was still dark, with only a few pieces of blood exposed. Suddenly, a dazzling light pierced the black curtain, like fang-like lightning, piercing the thick black curtain. At that moment, the blockade laid by the Ancient True Emperor finally collapsed after thousands of years.

In the sky, the blood-colored waves suddenly rendered the entire sky, lightning continued to roll in the air, and the majestic rain fell mercilessly, revealing a passage composed of blood waves, thunder and lightning, and rain.

In the midst of the changes in heaven and earth, the white-clothed prison lord independent Jiang Shi, in the angry tide of the mountains and tsunamis, waved his hand and shouted, "Go!" ”

"Let's go - the goal is Dongping! We will destroy everything and break all obstacles! Let's go! Go to Dongping - we will finally hold on to the future of the ethnic group! Go-go! ”

The snake-headed demon was startled at first, and he didn't know why the strategy that was originally set to be a three-way strategy would turn into a solo attack on Dongping all the way. "Is it because of Zili's death? Or is it because of the message that Zili sent before he died? ”

However, the thought only passed through his mind. In the next moment, the snake-headed demon was also infected by the frenzied atmosphere that suddenly rose, and set off with a roar along with the frenzied and restless demon army.

"Let's go!" After the white-clothed prison lord ordered the troops to march into Dongping, the river stone trembled under his feet. After the earth and stone were shaken off, the river stone that covered an extremely large area also revealed its true face, and a one-eyed giant snake that was even bigger than Zili woke up from its dormancy. He raised his majestic figure thousands of feet, and His Royal Highness the Prison Master stood at the head of the serpent, overlooking the water of the sea of blood with his back hand, and his eyes were far away, and he did not know what to do.

"I don't know why the treasure of the Huangquan Ghost Mansion is in your hands. I don't want to know about that either. All I have to do is find you, kill you, grab it, and that's it. With it, our clan can continue to pass on the inheritance, and the bloodline will continue to flow from generation to generation......" He said to himself as he looked at the phantom of the Terran boy who floated in his heart.

Immediately, the giant snake rose up in the clouds, and tens of thousands of demons followed closely behind, flying into the sky and rushing towards the passage opened in the canopy. At the end of the long tunnel is the world of Middle-earth, the target of thousands of demons - Dongping!

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