When this dragon monument got closer and closer, its size became smaller and smaller, and when it waited in front of the woman with heavy eyes and heavy eyes, like a god and a demon, it had recovered the size of an ordinary human body. "Your world origin of the Seven Killing Realms is still a little interesting, the origin of the ordinary world, my lifeless realm has also assimilated a lot, which one comes in is not obedient, obediently admit it"

"Only you, the world origin of the Seven Killing Realms, don't be honest after being suppressed by the candle dragon, and you won't cry when you see the coffin in my lifeless realm. After the woman named Qingzhao finished speaking, the red-haired young man bowed his head slightly and said respectfully, " The ancestor of this world, is the ancient human race Da Luo Seven Killing Dao people, who killed to become the Tao, although he has not achieved the supreme, and is not qualified to leave a great road imprint in this universe, but because he is the first Da Luo from this world, so all those who are born in this world and achieve Da Luo must first stay in this world to fight for life and death, if they win, they can get rid of their bodies, and the universe can be obtained as much as possible, if they are defeated, they can only be entered by the origin of the seven killings, and act as a puppet of the world's will. ”

"This is unusual, no wonder you had to struggle desperately at the expense of self-destruction under the hands of the candle dragon before, and when you arrived here, you know the current affairs so well, it turns out that there is still this reason in it" After Qingzhao finished speaking, he slowly walked down the throne. And after he stepped down from the throne, the body of the space where he was located was replaced by a black hole vortex that suddenly appeared, and the black hole grew rapidly, and soon became a hundred zhang in size, and at the same time, a wings that covered the sky and the sun broke through the black hole and appeared in this heaven and earth.

Before it made any moves, it just stretched its wings out of the black hole vortex, and it had already set off a hurricane, and the Seven Killing Monument, which was still under the candle dragon just now, suddenly trembled, as if it had encountered some natural enemy,

At the same time, an angry hiss that seemed to tear the whole world apart came from the black hole, and the next moment, a huge divine bird broke free from the black hole vortex void, and while the magic light of its right eye loomed, the left eye was full of divine light, showing a mysterious sense of solemnity.

Its demon body is well-proportioned, full of green, full of feathers, it is like a divine crystal carving, the rhyme is endless, surrounding its body, handsome and beautiful. Although it looks like a monster, it has the power of gods and demons, like a fierce beast, but it has an indescribable sense of divine majesty. Fang Fang broke free from the void whirlpool, and under the slight flutter of his wings, countless divine flames and thunderbolts rushed out of the void, and the Seven Killing Monuments were constantly scorched, as if they wanted to burn them alive.

When the Seven Killing Monuments turned into nothingness in the countless divine flames and thunder, leaving only a breath of Hongmeng Qi, the Divine Bird opened its beak and calmly inhaled this Hongmeng Qi. When this Hongmeng Qi entered its abdomen, the already blood-red canopy of this Lifeless Realm suddenly became a little stronger.

At the same time, the chaos around this lifeless realm also rolled wildly, and began to evolve into a great avenue of clarity at the top, turbidity at the bottom, yin and yang embracing one, and dividing heaven and earth. And in a mysterious space in this lifeless realm, dense stone tablets stand here, looking eternal and silent. Just when the wisp of Hongmeng Qi entered the beak of the divine bird, a lone blood-red stone tablet appeared here, and after a flicker of its vague tablet surface, it revealed the inscription cast by the mysterious words on it.

"Men should kill, and kill mercilessly.

Immortal karma is all in killing.

In the past, there were rich men, and they were righteous and promised.

The eyes are killed, and the body is more than a feather

Light.

There are also heroes and tyrants, killing people like hemp,

gallop around the world, only boasting about swords and guns.

If you want to find this kind of now, you will fish for the moon shadow in vain.

You don't see,

The erection of Confucianism raised the strong man to die, and Shenzhou boasted of benevolence and righteousness from then on.

Once the Central Plains was chaotic, the scholars ran to the cowardly people and wept.

The man travels thousands of miles with his sword, and he cuts Hu Qi all the way for thousands of miles

And the horse crossed the Tianshan Mountains quickly, and the evil spirit broke through the night of the North Sea

I want to learn from the old style and regain my heroic spirit.

Fame is the same as dung, and those who disdain benevolence ridicule.

Wearing an iron sword, he kills in a fit of rage.

Cut the shares and drink wine, talk and laugh.

Kill the enemy for thousands of miles, and be willing to spend ten weeks.

Specializing in the light of the field, and the knot of the dark love.

Heading out of the west gate, the twilight people turned back.

The god was tired and slept, and the battle horn suddenly blew.

Simon said goodbye to his mother, but his mother was not sad.

The body is sweaty, and the boy will not return.

Killing the world, the tragic and terrifying court.

Kill one person in three steps, and your heart stops.

The blood flowed thousands of miles, and the corpse pillowed Qianxun Mountain.

The strong man fought and slept with the corpse of the enemy.

In the dream, there is still murder, and the smile is bright.

Daughter Mo Xiang asked, why is the man fierce?

In ancient times, benevolence and virtue were exclusive to people, and morality was never true.

You don't see,

The lion and tiger prey is famous, who has mercy on the herbivorous elk?

The world has always been strong and weak, even if it is reasonable, it is in vain.

Jun Xiu asked,

Men have their own boys.

Men should be violent.

Things and benevolence do not stand.

Men are in the killing arena, as bold as a bear and as a wolf.

If you are born as a man, you will kill people, and you will not teach a man's body to wrap a woman's heart.

Men never show mercy to themselves, and they laugh at their opponents.

There are 100 battlefields in the field of revenge, and there are weeds everywhere.

The boy does not tremble, there is a song to listen to:

Killing one is a crime, and slaughtering ten thousand is a hero.

Slaughter 9 million, that is, the male of the male.

Xiong Zhong Xiong, the Tao is different:

See through the name of benevolence and righteousness for thousands of years, but make this life heroic.

Good name does not love bad name, and murder is not punished.

It is better to teach 10,000 people to grit their teeth and hate them, and not to teach them to scold me.

Looking at the world for 5,000 years, where heroes do not kill?

All things are born to support people, and the world still complains about the unkindness of nature.

I don't know that locusts are all over the world, and all the people are suffering.

There are noble and low people in life, and noble people are long for the grace of heaven.

The wealth of life is always determined by heaven, and the poverty of the grass people is punished by heaven.

Suddenly, there were madmen sharpening their knives at night, and the emperor star was fluttering and high.

From now on, why do you have to spare yourself to kill people.

Those who are unfaithful can be killed! Those who are unfilial can be killed!

The unkind can be killed! The unrighteous can be killed!

Impolite, unwise, unbelieving, heroic men kill and kill!

I was not born to chase the deer, and I was lazy to build a golden platform,

The champions and officials are like dogs, always looking for materials under the knife.

The southeast will always be a golden pillar, and everyone is envious of the marquis

Looking at the white blades and blood, the festival of death has never been Gu Xun

The four princes under his command were ordered to break the city without sealing the knife and dagger.

The murderous aura made a cloud at three o'clock, and the cold sound spread all night

The mountain is a monument to the heavenly tree, and the person who defies the sky kneels and dies!

All things are born to support people, and no one is good to repay the sky,

Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill! kill!"

As soon as this mysterious inscription appeared, this blood tablet seemed to cross space and time, and slowly appeared next to the mysterious space Emperor Yi Bow Tablet in the Pot Realm, and at the same time as the Seven Killings Tablet appeared, Xu Yao, who was already unconscious outside, suddenly opened his eyes, which were full of blood.

At the same time as he opened his eyes, a murderous aura that seemed to have been suppressed from ancient times to the present day spread wildly around it, and in the blink of an eye, it swept through the entire Acropolis. Although this murderous aura was formless and powerless, the sea of corpses and blood it exuded, and the aura of slaughtering hundreds of millions of people, made everyone tremble, lost control of their bodies, and stood in place with fearful expressions, instantly static, so that from a high altitude, everything in this acropolis seemed to be frozen in an instant.

But fortunately, this murderous aura came and went quickly, and after only a moment, it disappeared without a trace, and the people staying in the Acropolis at this time also instantly regained control of their bodies, and after looking at each other with suspicious eyes, they found that there was still a trace of fear on each other's faces, and only then did they determine that what they had just experienced was not something vain.

No matter what happened to the outside world, after the appearance of this Seven Killings Monument, the illusory bottom of the illusory monument of the mutilated Emperor Yi Bow Tablet gradually turned from virtual to real. And in the middle realm of Xu Yao's pot, it has ushered in earth-shaking changes. When Xu Yaojin had just advanced to condense the veins, the realm in the pot was only more than a hundred zhang in size, and with the gradual improvement of Xu Yao's cultivation, the realm in the pot also slowly changed, and gradually expanded to a range of hundreds of zhang now.

However, although this radius of hundreds of zhang is big, except for the mysterious small lake that only Xu Yao and Xiao Jin can touch, and is not within this hundreds of zhang, the rest of the realm is just an elixir garden surrounded by a small building with a wooden and bamboo structure, and the rest of the realm can only be used to put things, refining pills, refining tools or something, and don't think about using it to do anything else.