Chapter 145: Candle Dragon

The demon finger battle sword light seems to be plain, but the more powerful it is, the more thrilling it can feel, and at this moment, the whole sky is like broken porcelain, full of cracks everywhere.

Looking up, the sense of crisis that the sky was about to collapse was particularly strong, and it weighed heavily on the hearts of everyone and every demon on the ground below.

However, this is only the beginning, the dignified Demon Ancestor, as the most terrifying existence in the legend of the Burial Moon Forest, of course, will not be the only one who can do this.

Just as the demon finger and the sword light were in full swing, no one noticed when there was an extra round of blood moon halo in the sky.

It is like a flower in a mirror, a moon in water, gradually manifesting from the depths of the void, and when people see it, it has been completely condensed!

Two rounds of blood moons in the sky at one time, a pair of demon eyes compete for glory!

Looking up, it really looked like a terrifying giant monster with no specific figure in sight lying in the dark sky, looking down from the sky, and people were terrified to see it.

"When my eyes are opened, it is the day!"

"My eyes are closed, and night falls!"

"I said that there should be light in this world, so the light sprinkled the earth!"

"I said that the world should be destroyed, and then the darkness will be boundless!"

"My name is Candle Dragon!"

Suddenly, the voice of the demon ancestor sounded again in this heaven and earth, the same vastness, the same long-term, but with a special melody of trill, as if he was reporting to his home, and even more like reciting a certain spell.

As the trills continued, it was clear that above the pitch-black sky, layers of empty space folded together appeared.

In that endless void, there is an unknown huge demon beast, it is like a snake, like a dragon, and even more like a dragon.

Circle by circle, layer by layer, the phantom of the body coiled into a dragon and snake array occupies the entire sky, reflecting behind the countless space fragments caused by the continuous battle between the demon finger and the sword light, although it looks hazy, it has its own rhyme, which is impossible to ignore.

The pair of blood moon demon eyes in the sky were just dotted in the position of its eyes, and at this moment, gazing at the earth below, it could no longer be described as terrifying.

The gaze swayed with the moonlight, and the reflection made people feel that the end was just one step away, and the destruction was in the next second!

To live is to die!

Life is just a fragment in the nothingness of time, meaningless!

The more you struggle, the more ridiculous it is, and the more you survive, the more pitiful it is!

Life is meaningless, it is better to die immediately!

Return...... Return...... It's better to go back, it's better to live forever! It's better to go back, it's better to come happily!

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The demon shadow appeared, the demon light burned, and the heavy negative emotions swayed in every space on the earth with the light moonlight, whether it was a human, a demon, or a beast, there was a mysterious smile on his face.

Although the frowning brow indicates that he or it is truly in doubt, as if torturing life, countless answers point to death.

Born to die, death is eternal life!

Even I unknowingly fell into this kind of torture of life, all of which I had just experienced!

If it is true, the line between life and death!

I have a hunch that once there is a slight recognition of this consciousness in my mind, and I feel that death is the meaning of life, then I have really taken that step forward, and I will die in an instant!

And it was not my consciousness or my answer that woke me up from this illusory struggle choice, but at the moment I woke up, I clearly saw a layer of misty light enveloping my body, and the source was my right hand.

There, the Beast's Tooth Bracelet had already manifested itself, and it had once again protected me.

At this moment, he turned his eyes left and right, and found that in addition to the never-ending battle between the heavenly demon finger and the sword light, even the castle lord and the young man were unknowingly falling into this deep sleep.

Not to mention the ordinary villagers!

As far as the eye can see, the beast is silent, the demon is speechless, and all the spirits are asleep, just like sculptures.

Occasionally, a person, or a demon, or a beast, would fall down with a smile on his face.

I didn't even have to confirm that they were dead.

The "fluttering" sound of the sculpture-like body when it came into contact with the earth was like the last sound they left in this world!

What a demon ancestor, a good indiscriminate attack, ruthless to the enemy, and equally ruthless to his own people!

But when I think about it, I am relieved that I have been able to insist on using the blood sacrifice of my own people to restore myself for a hundred years, and it has never been a benevolent ancestor.

At this moment, I don't have the sense of superiority that everyone is drunk and I am alone, and the whole world is turbid and I am alone, and as the whole world falls into silence at this moment, I just feel that a great terror is spreading.

I hurriedly reached out to reach out to the young man and the castle master, and suddenly the misty light emitted from the beast's fangs on his body enveloped them one after another, and they also woke up in an instant.

When they saw the appearance of the world in front of them, both the castle owner and the young man were shocked, especially when they recalled that they had just unknowingly fallen into the kind of torture of life and death, they felt a burst of horror and fear.

Thump...... Thump...... Thump......

Just as the castle lord and the young man had just woken up, and we were about to take contingency measures, suddenly the sound of the surrounding bodies falling to the ground became dense.

Obviously, the harvest of life by the Demon Ancestor Technique has reached a stage where it is about to explode, and no one dares to guarantee that in the next second, only the three of us will be left alive on the entire earth.

At this moment, the sense of powerlessness in my heart in the face of the passing of life has never been stronger, the first time I came into contact with such a powerful existence as the Demon Ancestor, I was well educated by it how to behave!

The journey of cultivating immortals is different from the mortal life, and the vastness of immortal art is far more than what looks brilliant and magnificent, and the fierce physical confrontation and magic bombardment are mutually resounding.

Killing can be invisible, and harvesting life can be silent.

Let a life pass away, it turns out that he can also choose to give up willingly and sacrifice his soul in physical and mental pleasure!

This is a means far beyond the past cognition, its lofty, vast, really like the day and the moon, obviously in front of you, you can see it at any time, but you can never understand its changes!

The moon not only has a physical cloudiness, but also the brightness and blood color of the moonlight, and it can be transformed into a demon eye, while harvesting the soul of the netherworld!

The three of us were still frightened, and the continuous sound of falling to the ground on the earth at this moment was like a drum urging life to enter reincarnation, one after another, which made people anxious, but they couldn't do anything.

At this moment, the moonlight in the sky suddenly shone brightly, and we looked at the moonlight, and found that on the forehead of the suspected candle dragon's phantom, there was a vertical eye that had been formed at some point, and it was slowly opening at the moment!

This scene made our hearts sink to the bottom of the water in an instant, and the light of our eyes was already beyond our control, and if we had one more look, no one would know what would happen next!