Defeat is inevitable.

A large number of warriors, senseless deaths.

Even with the God of Death, the divine power of the God of Death is not endless.

Those undead who are forcibly recalled to the world and interfere with them again cannot survive in the world for long.

Among these heavens and worlds, there is indeed no shortage of existences that are enough to play with life and death, and wantonly reverse life and death and disillusionment. But it won't be Ogres's god of death.

Although he is in charge of the priesthood of death, the career path he took by swallowing potions himself was based on the mortician, all the way up, and this profession serving death is only the appearance, and comforting the living is the real core and foundation.

Unless he can understand the cycle of life and death, the two are the same.

Otherwise, the mastery of the priesthood of death will never reach the state of satisfaction and wantonness.

Of the six remaining gods, the first to flee was the god of wealth.

Although this god played a role in the battle against Western Bit I. But the basis of so-called wealth is a stable and prosperous civilization.

Similar methods are used on these demon dragons, if they make the wealth they have accumulated suddenly disappear. Then the dragons will only be crazy and bloodthirsty for longer.

The god of wealth fled, and then the remaining gods gathered their remnants, in a vain attempt to return to the kingdom of God, close the kingdom of God, hold their respective gates, and fight against the Demon Dragon Legion with a home advantage.

Then, under the influence of the mechanical heart, the world was urged to give birth to a new resistance force.

Then relieve them of the crisis.

As for their position, will it be challenged... That's not something to think about at this point.

It's just that they clearly underestimated the Demon Dragon Legion.

As they attacked with their entire troops, they intended to fight the Demon Dragon Legion outside the royal capital of the Condor Empire, forming a momentum of division and resistance, and at the same time extending the battle line.

The elite of the Demon Dragon Legion, a large number of demon dragons who have reached the mythical level, have attacked the lair of the Seven Gods.

Destroy their kingdom and leave them 'homeless'.

The six gods who have lost their tortoise shells will face challenges from many demon dragons of the same level.

This night, the starlight also became extraordinarily dim.

The first is the fall of the goddess of nature.

All races and humans who believe in the goddess of nature can feel the madness and fear of this goddess before her fall.

When she fell, Ogris was swept away by the cold wind as if overnight.

Paraquat is broken, and all trees are withered.

He was followed by the god of wealth and the god of art.

In a short period of time, the seven gods of the West have gone to the fourth.

The remaining three gods were all terrified, knowing that they could not resist the concentrated attack from the Demon Dragon Legion.

Except for the goddess of the bright moon, because she did not swallow potions and ascended to the gods, there are enough ways to restrain her breath and hide it from the world.

The remaining two can only disperse most of their spirituality, fall off the altar, and turn into the human world with a more pure identity, and start over with a new identity. From then on, they were no longer gods, but merely special beings who were slightly more powerful than other human beings.

The fall of the seven gods represents the complete fall of the Western world.

It is no longer possible to organize a strong resistance against the invasion from the Demon Dragon Legion.

The place occupied by the Demon Dragon Legion was transformed by them along the way.

Where it is transformed, gravity will become stronger, increasing at least tenfold to fiftyfold on the original basis. Fierce winds and earth fire often erupt at the same time, creating an apocalyptic scene.

The flowing magma and the strange plants are interdependent, spreading to the ends of the world like a blood-red brand.

Billowing poisonous smoke swept the sky and shrouded the earth.

Such an environment is no longer suitable for human beings, and ordinary animals and plants can survive.

I am afraid that only the strong people who have reached a certain level in the human race can barely survive in such an environment.

However, this environment is the most comfortable for most dragons.

They prefer to live, reproduce, and raise their offspring in such an environment.

"It looks... They are about to lose it!" Bai Fan said to Bai Xuan in the wizard tower.

And at this moment, Bai Xuan was washing his hands.

Looking at his posture of washing his hands, in a trance, as if looking at him... It's like sharpening a sword.

"Are you going to make a move?" Bai Fan asked Bai Xuan.

This is actually a nonsense, and Bai Fan knows it very well, but he still asked.

Because he really wants to know... How strong is Bai Xuan now? In the face of those strong and powerful demon dragons, he has a few chances of winning.

As for what was the original history, what was the original trajectory... Those are all false.

Since everyone who should have come has come, they are still hiding from watching a good show and doing nothing... Is it possible, but it is impossible to organize a group to come to Ogris to watch the movie in a way that is personally experienced?

Bai Fan's curiosity was that he was very sure that Bai Xuan had not yet become an immortal, but he could no longer understand what level he belonged to at the moment and his state.

He only remembered that from three hundred years ago to the present, Bai Xuan had swallowed a total of more than a hundred different Ascending God Potions... Because he doesn't care about the success rate, he just cares about whether he can awaken the ancient spirit to descend into the body, so Bai Xuan has a lot of choices.

Instead of being like other potions swallowing gods, it needs to be verified and tested repeatedly before they dare to determine which path and which potion is safe.

And more than a hundred times, it will make ordinary cultivators fall into madness, and even be parasitized by evil spirits. Bai Xuan survived very steadily every time, and he didn't even let those external forces pollute his cultivation and body for half a minute.

All the ancient spirits, all the evil and mysterious, are just his sharpening stones.

Don't say that Bai Fan can't understand Bai Xuan.

Even if it's his body... Lin Xi can't see through Bai Xuan.

Although Lin Xi, who has now entered the Demon Saint Realm, can be said to be in the same realm, standing in the upper reaches of the food chain.

But that's a broad generalization, and there will always be one or two special existences that are unexpected.

"Yes! There is no right or wrong in the world, but people have a position. Since I was born as a human being, I can't ignore these demon dragons and slaughter people like this. Bai Xuan replied.

Bai Fan knew very well that although Bai Xuan, a cheap brother, was indeed good to him.

But as a true sword cultivator, if he made up his mind, he would never turn back.

Therefore, he will never say anything to dissuade him.

What's more... The current Bai Xuan had already made Lin Xi feel a stinging threat.

If it is not possible to determine, his true identity.

So... Maybe the Demon Dragon Legion can also be regarded as a good knife.

"The demon dragon is very strong, and you are only one person, are you an enemy?" Bai Fan asked.

Bai Fan didn't say that he would follow.

He is better than being self-aware.

If the main body comes, it will probably be able to fight side by side with Bai Xuan and resist strong enemies.

But it's just his doppelganger... It's just a drag to go.

"If my sword is opened, there is no one who can match it. Bai Xuan smiled proudly, and then flew out of the wizard tower.

Just go, never procrastinate.

Since the seven gods have fallen behind, all the resistance forces in the Western world have been dispersed.

Except for some remnants of the armed forces, they are still fighting guerrilla warfare, fighting against those modified dragon beasts.

Most of the Western human races either chose to surrender and were transformed into half-dragons, or became the storage of slaves and dragon beasts.

The remnants of the Condor Empire, protecting the young prince and a very small number of living forces, took refuge in the Far North Wasteland.

I want to take advantage of the natural cold there to resist most of the dragon beasts.

After all, most magic dragons are fire attributes.

This will give them great destructive power and a cruel, violent character.

And the dragon beasts are all transformed by the blood of the demon dragon, so they also inherit this attribute.

Bai Xuan didn't deliberately go in a certain direction, he came out of this trip, one because he was unhappy in his heart, and the other was to make a wanton move to confirm his current swordsmanship practice.

In the space of consciousness, he slashed more than a hundred ancient spirits.

Digest and absorb all of their remnant consciousness and turn it into food for the evolution of their own sword hearts.

Now, his sword intent has been thoroughly condensed and has risen more than one notch.

He didn't really make a move, and he didn't even fully understand how strong it was.

As for becoming an immortal... ！

He's not in a hurry!

If you want to, open the immortal gate with a sword, and all the immortals worship, why is it difficult?

With a flash of sword intent, Bai Xuan in the distance locked onto a demon dragon in the mythical realm.

This guy has three pairs of wings, and two relatively small heads, the head looks like the head of a strange snake, the scale armor on the body is black and red, and each scale armor is flashing with natural magic light.

The original pattern is a huge energy circuit.

These patterns are the original origin of many runes and runes.

The runes used by many wizards, mages, and immortal cultivators are mostly derived from the patterns carried on the bone armor of some innate mythical creatures.

This demon dragon staggered slowly and staggered with a full burp.

Between his teeth, there were still undigested stumps.

In the right head, on the right side of a tooth, there was a half-fragmented corpse, the broken head on the corpse, the terrifying half of the face, just looking in the direction where Bai Xuan was, it seemed to be a warning.

"Hiccup! Eat, Eat!

"Another one... I can't eat it!Next meal!Next meal!"

"What, do you come over by yourself and tie yourself up, or do you wait for your Uncle Quentin to come over and stuff your head in your ass, and then pack it up and take it away?"

He's certainly not a fool, and he's not a second-hand person.

He could see that Bai Xuan was strong and the confidence that emanated from his bones.

In today's environment, a person who can still have such confidence, if not a reckless man who is not afraid of death by nature, is a cultivator with real strong ability.

Quentin, the magic dragon, is more inclined to be the latter.

So he was testing Bai Xuan, and he was full of this kind of words... Just a nonsense, of course.

The sound of swords rang out.

A moment of confusion flashed in the eyes of the demon dragon Quentin.

After a snap of his fingers, both of his heads broke away from his massive body and broke off and fell on the sand next door.