Ever since getting the feeling that "trouble is coming soon", Dark Night has been waiting for this trouble to come.

But at this time, he suddenly remembered that he was a pseudo-saint-level existence, and his concept of time was different from that of ordinary humans.

So far, he has been waiting for more than twenty years!

"I've waited so long, just let me see what you are!" a chill flashed in his eyes. After wasting such a long time, his resentment is very deep.

A figure stopped outside the seal of Changyang Mountain.

The seal of Changyang Mountain is like a piece of glass, you can see the outside but you can't get out.

Seeing that figure, Dark Night's face changed. He was still curious about what could cause trouble for him under this kind of seal, but now he understood when he saw this figure.

"It's you, Your Majesty the Vulcan!" was surprised, but the necessary politeness was still necessary.

Standing outside the seal, the god of fire looked at the dark night, and his voice sounded through the seal around the dark night, "Dark night, trapped in the seal, have you ever thought about leaving?"

Dark Night frowned, he didn't know what medicine was sold in the Fire God Gourd, but he still nodded honestly, "I've thought about it." ”

No one wants to be trapped in such a small corner by a seal.

The corners of Vulcan's mouth raised, "I'll give you a chance: serve me, I'll give you freedom." Do you want it?"

Dark Night's face remained unchanged, but his mind quickly turned, and soon he understood, "Your Majesty wants to serve the Ministry of Fire in the war?"

"You're smart. The god of fire did not hide it, "As long as you fight for me, no matter whether I win or lose after the war, you will be free!"

Dark Night frowned: That's the trouble!

The current battle of fire and water is simply a meat grinder, and through the night wind of the ghost world, the three of them have seen the miserable scene of the continuous loss of the strong in this war.

It's simply a copy of the Great War against the sky!

In such a war, to participate in the war is to ask for trouble!

"I do!" Dark Night quickly agreed. Compared to the battlefield, it was still more troublesome than this seal, he had a feeling that if he wanted to get out of this seal on his own, it was impossible without the saint level!

Receiving this reply, the Vulcan was satisfied. He raised his hand and threw a scroll into the seal, "Very good, as long as you sign this contract, I will open the seal and let you out!"

Dark Night beckoned to pick up the scroll, feeling a little uneasy in his heart. He was led and swung before, and he was still a little uncomfortable now.

However, looking at the posture of the god of fire, this contract cannot be signed.

He opened the scroll and looked at it carefully.

The content in the scroll is very simple, that is, Dark Night joins the Vulcan camp in the fire and water battle and fights for the Vulcan. After the end of the war, he will be free regardless of whether the Vulcan camp wins or loses.

After checking the scroll's condition with his divine sense, he breathed a sigh of relief: no matter what, it was good that he didn't find a problem.

As the scroll demands, he left a drop of blood on it.

The blood fell on the scroll, and the light flashed and turned into the word "dark night".

When he was done, he threw the scroll out.

Because of the presence of the god of fire, the scroll passed the seal without any problems. The Vulcan opened the scroll and glanced at it before putting it away, "Very good, I'll open the seal for you now!"

Night's eyes lit up, and he wanted to see how the Vulcan unlocked the seal.

However, the Vulcan didn't drive any complicated spells, he just took back the power that belonged to him in the seal.

Then the night watched as the staggeringly powerful seal collapsed.

"Actually, it's just that simple!" Watching the seal crumble and turn into four different forces, the dark night was a little incredulous. It turned out that just four pseudo-saint-level powers could be combined into this kind of power that surpassed ordinary saints!

The fire god's gaze also fell on this gradually crumbling seal, and what he sighed was not the simplicity of the gray power, but the relationship between the four of them.

"The four gods are like this seal, they can no longer be combined!" he sighed in his heart, in pain.

"Why is this happening?"

......

The royal court of the god of fire, after some conscription work, gathered with great power.

After following the god of fire into this royal court in the dark night, many people cast strange glances. In the Great War Against the Heavens, Dark Night is basically on the opposite side of everyone. Although time has passed quickly, it is only a few hundred years now, and the people who participated in the war against the sky have not forgotten this incident.

Feeling the hostility contained in these gazes, the dark night is peaceful. He didn't care, those people weren't his opponents anyway!

That's right, he is a quasi-saint, and with the secret method and the extreme way, he has already stepped on the threshold of the pseudo-saint with one foot. If you really want to fight, only the god of fire can beat him.

However, others don't know his strength.

Several quasi-saints looked at him with a little cold eyes: war is often a thing with great uncertainty, although the quasi-saint is powerful, but if he is not careful, he will also fall, isn't it?

Soon, the Vulcan General made a distribution among the strong people present.

The entire fire section is divided into three legions - Vulcan, Fire Dragon, and Red Flame. The Vulcan Legion is naturally led by the Vulcan himself and occupies half of the forces of the Fire Ministry.

The fire dragon is commanded by Lu Zhuan Daojun under the throne of the Fire God, accounting for one-third of the fire department's troops. Lu Jian Daojun is not only a powerful quasi-saint in the Fire Department after the Fire God, but also a friend of the Fire God, so he is naturally qualified to be this commander.

The third Red Flame Legion is commanded by Dark Night, accounting for one-sixth of the forces of the Fire Division. The dark night is a thorn in the side of many people, and his being the commander naturally aroused the opposition of many people, but those people did not dare to oppose the Vulcan face to face, but quietly planned behind their backs.

Dark Night could naturally sense the unkindness of these people, but he didn't say much - there is often a lot of uncertainty in such a thing as war, and although the quasi-saint is powerful, he will also fall if he is not careful, isn't it?

The three major legions, the Vulcan Legion and the army commanded by the Water God, the Fire Dragon Legion guarded the Fire Department's base camp, and the Red Flame Legion was mobile.

The entire Fire Department has about three million troops, and the Red Flame Legion led by Dark Night has an army of 500,000 troops, and there are two quasi-saints under his command. This legion is not very strong, because the mobile legion of the Ministry of Water has more than 700,000 people, and there are also four quasi-saints, both in terms of army and high-end combat power, which surpasses the Red Flame Legion.

After looking through the information in the camp tent, the dark night smiled slightly: Shuibu, I can finally take revenge on you generously!

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As the war in the Faerie realm escalated, Shadowblade was bored repeating his work in the river of blood. Find a place, practice, find a place, practice......

Although the improvement of strength makes people happy, this kind of boring cultivation makes Shadow Blade a little headache: Could it be that this river of blood has no end?

He has been swimming in one direction, towards the depths of the river of blood, but now there is no end to it, not even the slightest change!

His speed is very fast, it stands to reason that he should have reached the end of the world in the ghost world, why haven't he seen the source of the blood river yet?

He didn't suspect that he was going in the wrong direction, for as he swam forward, there were noticeably fewer people in the river of blood. If when you first enter the Blood River, it was a wasteland, barren but still alive, then this is an ice field, and nothing else exists except for some special life.

In addition to the powerhouses of the quasi-saint level or even the quasi-saint level, these special beings also include some special groups born in the river of blood.

For example, the Blood River Clan created by the Blood River Ancestor - the Asura Clan!

The figure of the Shadow Blade crept into shape, behind a tall creature clad in blood-colored armor. With a little finger, the strength of the quasi-saint level directly trapped this Asura Guardian.

His figure flashed, the space moved and withdrew to a hundred miles away, and he dug a hole casually, and he set up a magic circle and drilled into it.

Putting this Asura Guardian down, Shadow Blade carefully observed this special being.

Although the Asura clan is powerful, because they have been serving the Blood River Ancestor in the Blood River, they are not well-known in the Four Realms, that is, the power in the Demon Realm will capture some Asura clan lives at will, which makes the Asura clan known to outsiders.

Shadow Blade has not been in the Demon Realm for a long time, so naturally he does not understand this kind of life.

Looking closely, he was a little impressed.

"Blood River Ancestor is indeed not an ordinary person!"

When ordinary quasi-saints were still thinking about finding an innate treasure, this Blood River Ancestor had already created his own race!

In this world, there are only two people who have created a race with their own hands - Nuwa Niangniang and Blood River Ancestor.

And the same creation race, the human race created by Nuwa Niangniang and the Asura race created by the Blood River Ancestor are completely incomparable.

The strongest person born by the human race so far is only the Yellow Emperor among the Three Emperors, the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm.

But the strongest demon god in the Asura clan, Bo Xun, is a quasi-saint level!

The gap is not the same!

Shadow Blade was suddenly stunned, and he thought of a question that had been ignored, "Nuwa Niangniang created the human race and obtained great merit, so does the Blood River Ancestor have merit and merit?"

It stands to reason that the Blood River Ancestor should have more merits, but judging from the place where the Blood River Ancestor lives or his fate, he doesn't seem to be a person with merit.

The Innate River of Blood is a very filthy place, and people with great merit who live in such a place can either be polluted by the River of Blood or purify the River of Blood, and there is no other option.

Looking at the current situation of the Blood River, it doesn't look like it will be purified!

"It seems that this Blood River Ancestor is not simple!" This thought made it impossible to suppress the curiosity in his heart.

Anyway, the Blood River Ancestor is just a quasi-saint, even if he adds the Asura clan, he is not the opponent of the Shadow Blade. Moreover, Shadow Blade repeats itself every day now, which is very boring, so it is better to do something else to spice up your life.

Smiling slightly, Shadow Blade's gaze fell on the Asura Guardian. This Asura Guardian has a hideous and dark face, a strong body, and his cultivation has reached the level of Taiyi Golden Immortal.

"It's ugly. Spit out, Shadow Blade raised his hand to pinch the trick, and the Asura Guardian slowly woke up.

The seal in the shadow blade's hand changed, and the Asura Guardian's eyes were blank, he had fallen into the illusion.

Shadow Blade pressed one hand on the asura's head and grinned, revealing a cruel smile.