Chapter 454: Ancient Battles: Enlightenment

Although he was a little disappointed, Qin Xiao raised his eyes to look at Jun Mad, and seeing that the latter had a serious expression, he still felt that he should continue to watch.

Regarding the intolerable relationship between the Yu Clan Shenhuang and the Emperor of the Immortal Emperor back then, maybe one day, the Emperor himself will take the initiative to speak to her? When the time comes, I will regret that I didn't grasp the opportunity to watch the only two major battle intentions of the ancients here, it is really not worth it.

The cry of the Central Region shook the sky, but the Northern Plains was silent, as if the cry of the earth could not be transmitted here at all.

Above the Northern Plains, there is no life, only death.

The blood-stained earth was so cold that there was no trace of temperature.

The woman walked barefoot on the ice, and at her snow-white ankles, the Nine Ghost Soul Eater Bells slowly followed her steps, swaying and making bursts of seductive sounds. It's like a lingering song with a deep-rooted lovesickness, and it's like reciting a scripture to extradite the common people.

"Open-Ming-"

The voice of the middle domain once again echoed in the heavens and the earth, one after the other, gradually overshadowing the endless Dead Man's Scripture and reaching her ears.

A chuckle, as her lips opened slightly, slowly dispersed in the gloomy wind, blowing through the entire Third Realm.

Even heaven and earth trembled in that smile.

Endless demons poured into the continent from the depths of the Ancient Ancients, and their eyes were full of hideousness. With that chuckle, they also looked to the east and laughed contemptuously.

"Why don't you come?! Why not come! She let out a roar towards the east, and the roar echoed between heaven and earth.

The demons also let out an incomprehensible roar to the east, not very neat, as if pure venting.

The woman raised one hand above her head, and the withered bone flower in her palm withered, replaced by a long sword.

The long sword was surrounded by inky lotus flowers, and the sword body that was as dark as the night always carried a touch of red light, as if it was an inexhaustible drop of blood, combined with the killing of the world. Engraved as a tear stain on the hilt of the sword, revealing endless sadness.

It was her sword of killing, forged from her own flesh and blood.

"No one can cross me, I have crossed myself. Now, I'm going to cross this heaven and earth sentient beings! She lowered her head and gently wiped the sword in her palm, with a hint of love in her expression, as if she was gently caressing her beloved. There is no murderous aura, like clouds and rain, with the sadness of the dead man's scripture, deep into the bone marrow, "If, I destroy this world." Can it call you born again? ”

There was no response, just her own words.

"Didn't you say that you would glorify the whole heavens and the earth? Now I'll do it for you, okay? She raised her head to the sky and let out a long howl, desolate and mournful.

Then step by step, slowly towards the east, each step with earth-shaking power. The Nine Ghost Devouring Soul Bells at his ankles trembled, echoing thousands of years of long-cherished grudges, one after another, as if they wanted to crush the soul of the listener.

"Open-Ming-"

The entire Middle Domain seemed to be awakened by that call.

"Open-Ming!" Again, hammering heavily into people's hearts. But it is like a stone sinking into the sea, and there is no trace of light.

The faces of the crowd were sad, revealing fear and confusion. Gradually, the pious look was replaced by a dead silence, and there was no longer a glimmer of hope in their eyes.

"Day in the East." The woman raised her sword and pointed it to the sky, and two lines of blood and tears flowed from her closed eyes, so shocking against the pale cheeks; The poignant roar made everyone who heard it worry about it, "Come, why didn't you come!" ”

"Come and kill me! Put me to sleep! ”

A crimson thunderbolt condensed from the blade of the Killing Sword, and suddenly slashed through the void. The sky was immediately reflected in a bloody color, and in an instant, everyone seemed to be in a bloody hell, and everything as far as the eye could see turned into ashes.

"I want this heaven and earth to be gone, and I can't find a trace of life!" She said in a deep voice.

At this moment, there was a loud roar all around, and the void directly above the west steps tore a huge gap. What shot out of it was a palm-sized token, carved from the jade of the ancient heavens, with the words kill written on the front and pardon written on the reverse.

The deacon's envoy stepped out, holding the pardon and killing order in his hand, and his face was gloomy: "Kill, don't leave an inch of grass!" ”

"Kill!" With the pardon order, the demons in the middle showed a fierce light, and rushed towards the human race desperately, and the excited roar of life continued to be heard.

The killing, and so begins.

The rain of blood fell from the sky, staining the earth red. The silver-white brilliance above the formation flickered, and the electric light condensed into an endless silver snake, turning into a sharp sword to bombard those who crossed the boundary.

"Open-Ming!"

The entire continent roared, and even the demons who fought with the Terrans shouted in unison with their call.

The woman ran silently towards the east, and the Nine Ghost Soul Eater bells vibrated with a breathtaking sound. It shook the sky and boiled with the ferocity that originated from the desolate ancients.

The Red Blue Demon took the lead, and in front of them, the sealing formation became thinner than paper, and they cut open the sealing formation with an axe, and took one step, and the mountain shook. Behind him, a dense army of demons followed, rampaging across the river.

Wherever the Red Blue Demon passed, there was often a claw tearing open his body, and his flesh and blood were blurred, which was extremely miserable.

What's more, in the horror of the people around him, he gouged out his eyeballs and threw the living person directly into his mouth, making a crisp sound of chewing human bones.

This scene, the shock brought to the human race, almost reached the verge of collapse.

The demons around them all smiled and imitated, they were not as tall and large as the Crimson Devil, but they were sharp enough to have sharp teeth. Often after killing people, they directly twist their necks and swallow blood from their throats, which brings a huge impact to the Israeli Terran army.

Some people are frightened, some are timid, and many more are determined to face death as if they were at home, and they have started another cruel struggle against the endless invaders!

Crazy roars echoed, crazy killings came and went, and bursts of bloody breath filled the air.

Behind them, there was a faint neat shout!

"Open-Ming!"

Countless people shouted at the same time, forgetting about death, forgetting everything, and all that was left was a monstrous war intent.

In the roar, he was already gone. When it reappears, it is at the junction of this shore and the other shore.

At that time, there was no hell, no underworld, and no boundary, only this shore and the other shore.

The woman stepped out, and the red lotus fire burned the entire other side unscrupulously.

A terrible cry spread on the bank of the river, and with a flash of blood, she sacrificed her killing sword, and a thousand heads flew up in the sweep, the formation was broken, and even the blood was burned and scattered in this red lotus karmic fire.

"On the other side, Qinglian Yanshan. What is the degree, and the forgotten river is the crossing. Nightmare and panic, the bright world is ominous. Earnest and sorrowful. The five aggregates are empty, and the bliss is hazy. Quit life and death, and enter the void. Joy is winged, and the detention rules are in place. Fear and fear are not the end of life. Shengsheng is in the yin capital, sad and poor. The living are worried, Mo Yunqiong. The deceased, the woman is the ...... of the township"

In the darkness, I don't know who sang the midnight song, accompanied by the reverberation of the Dead Man's Sutra in the sky, gradually turned into a low sound wave, revealing a sadness in the softness, mixed with a trace of madness and despair.