The golden crow god thought, the light is bright.

The law of the sky fox stands on top of the golden crow, lifelike. The demon clan of the Three Realms, the first in the Sky Fox. That day, the fox law phase exuded a snow-white brilliance, standing tall and noble.

"Ten Thousand Ancient Demon Body!" At this time, Master Tianlun was also shocked in his heart. For countless thousands of years, the demon clan actually reproduced such a demon venerable physique.

Is this an omen? Master Tianlun's brow furrowed. The development of things is gradually exceeding the expectations of Brahma Temple.

The person who issued the Heavenly Demon Order has not yet appeared, and the Emperor of the Taihuang has not appeared, and now the demon clan actually has an ancient demon body in the upper realm of the Wind Tribulation.

With such a physique, if it is successful in the future, it will be another demon venerable. Venerable Liliang, in the eyes of Master Tianlun, is an unimaginable existence.

Master Tianlun, thinking in his heart. The other great powers, who have more or less heard the legend of the ancient demon body, are also terrified when they look at the crows with the two major law phases above their heads.

Shen Yan didn't say anything at this time, just the Shura spear in his hand, the black mangs flowed, trembling slightly. The face of the Supreme Ghost God seemed to begin to have a strange smile.

The ghosts and gods smiled, and the three realms were shocked. Because, it's a bloodthirsty smile.

The Ancient Demon Body, the Taihuang Demon Cultivator, these are all rare physiques in the Three Realms, and at the same time, they are all Amu's enemies now. Shen Yan still doesn't know how Amu's cultivation is, but the demon body and demon cultivation are definitely a mortal threat to Amu.

All obstructions and threats must be exterminated! Shen Yan knows his situation best.

She may not be able to wait for Amu to get out of the customs, and the time to keep her is too little and too little.

"Kill!"

Shen Yan's heart was already cold, otherwise how could he lead the Immortal Ghost Sect back then?

Shen Yan, like Meng Soul, had the blood of Tianzhou flowing on his body. His heart is as cold as ice, and his murder is like numbness! That is the real Shen Yan.

Only in the face of Amu is the woman who is full of tenderness. However, for the sake of Amu, Shen Yan can also become a Shura who will fall into hell forever.

Purple-clothed hunting, white hair like frost. Shen Yan's waist-length long hair is windless and automatic. The smile on the face of the Supreme Ghost God began to spread, and the ghost laughter could ring out at any moment.

Yin and Yang robbery power, once again infused with the Shura spear. The two kinds of brilliance, black and white, alternate on the Shura spear, flowing endlessly.

"Go!" Shen Yan's hand shook, and the spear went straight to the Heavenly Fox Faxiang. The strength of this shot is more than several times stronger than the one just now.

There was a "snort" sound in the void, and on the Shura spear, there was a strange forbidden light. That's not the liliang that you have on the sea wasteland, that's the existence of the Shura realm.

How can you underestimate the ghost venerable magic weapon?

Zaijian, the gray glow in the crow's eyes, as if it had become tangible, but it became more and more hollow.

"Sky Fox Vertical!" the seal in the crow's hand changed.

Above the Three Realms, only I am the Fox!

The sky fox above the crow's head roared in the sky. The cold and arrogant Sky Fox regarded everything as if it were nothing, and rushed directly towards Shen Yan.

This can almost be regarded as a kind of alternate duel of His Holiness.

And all of this is just a moment of lightning.

The golden crow spreads its wings, the sky fox hisses, grimaces and smiles, and the spear is like the wind. Almost at the same moment, the magic technique that Xiao Luo had been preparing in his hand had been played.

A black streamer exploded in the void. The white sky, the inky fireworks.

The crow showed the appearance of the heavenly fox, and Shen Yan wanted to fight with all his might. The crow can contain Shen Yan, and in Xiao Luo's opinion, now is the most haode opportunity.

The demon clan is too wild, and the Brahma Temple is the main guard. The power of the sea wilderness, Lishui, and Shenyan appeared one after another, and Liliang had already gathered almost the same, and it would change later, and Xiao Luo thought that there was no need to wait.

Up to now, the Brahma Temple will definitely not easily hand over the Eye of Ten Thousand Demons. Amu and the magic coffin will not be handed over. Especially Shen Yan, once there is no crow to restrain him, Xiao Luo understands that Shen Yan's first target must be himself.

Fighting Brahma to the death is not what Xiao Luo thinks in his heart.

Therefore, Xiao Luo didn't want to wait for Shen Yan and Ya'er to divide the winner, now is the most haode opportunity.

That black streamer is a signal for the general attack on Brahma! The price of the general attack must be extremely tragic, but isn't everything originally just a chess piece in his own hands?

"If you should give up, you should give up! Mr. has fallen, what else can't you give up?" Xiao Luo's heart was actually as indifferent as Murong Huang. Because, after 10,000 years of reincarnation, Xiao Luo knows what he is for.

"Kill!" the inky fireworks exploded, scattering streamers.

The demon clan and the people of the Taihuangmen outside the Brahma Temple all moved, and the three million iron horsemen of the Great Murong Dynasty under the mountain also moved at the same time.

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The two figures above the Nine Heavens seemed to have a strange smile on their faces.

Outside Yunpeng Mountain, the Emperor of the Taihuang on the high mountain, looked at the inky brilliance, his eyes flashed with fine light, and then sighed.

"Emperor!" the Plum Blossom Spirit Wu'er called softly.

"If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell!" Xiao Tianting looked at Wu'er lovingly. The same Buddha saying, but from the mouth of the Emperor of the Wilderness, the meaning is completely different.

After that, the figure moved, and the Emperor of the Desolation stepped out in one step and went straight to Brahma.

Endless sadness flashed on the cold face of the Plum Blossom Spirit Wu'er, and then the staff in his hand moved slightly, and a magic circle appeared. Looking in the direction of Brahma, Wu'er let out a long sigh, and then stepped into the circle and disappeared.

Northern Wilderness, Great Murong Dynasty, City of Heaven.

Deep palace garden, peach and plum fragrance.

Under the peach blossom tree, Murong Huang's face was still pale. Black robes trimmed with gold were scattered across the grass.

When Xiao Luo sacrificed that black flower, Murong Huang seemed to feel something, and coughed suddenly.

"Ahem, cough, cough!" Murong Huang's face was blood-red, as if he was about to cough out his lungs. It was definitely an unbearable torture for ordinary people, but the mortal Murong Huang didn't know how many years he had endured.

Specks of blood coughed up and scattered on the grass.

After a while, Murong Huang struggled to lean against the peach blossom tree, gasping for breath, and took out a handkerchief to gently wipe the corners of his mouth.

Then, Murong Huang slowly took out a white jade porcelain bottle from his arms. A dark purple pill was delivered to the mouth. The dark purple pill was cold and fragrant, and it dissolved in the mouth.

The flush on Murong Huang's face gradually faded. From beginning to end, although it was extremely painful, Murong Huang's eyes were always extremely resolute.

"Xiao Luo, you must hurry! I'm afraid I won't be able to support it!" Murong Huang muttered to himself, a helpless self-deprecating smile appeared on his face.

Immediately, Murong Huang stood up, but a cruel and weird smile appeared on his bewitching face. On the middle finger of his right hand, the mysterious and quaint ring is still there.

Murong Huang's index finger and thumb on his left hand gently turned the upper ring of his right hand, and the faint gray light gradually dispersed.

The Great Murong Dynasty is bordered by Dongling in the east, Qingyuan in the south, Yunxi Kingdom in the west, and Hanyuan in the north. Its territory is tens of thousands of miles, and one-third of the entire Northern Wilderness is under its rule, which can be described as vast, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the Great Murong Dynasty is the first secular dynasty in the Sea Wilderness.

At this time, a faint gray cloud suddenly appeared in the void.

One, two, three......

The wisps, those gray clouds, are not easy to detect, but they merge very quickly.

From the capital of the country, the city of heaven, it gradually spreads.

On this day, all the people of the Great Murong Dynasty saw the vision of heaven and earth, the wonders of the sun and the moon.

In the void, gray clouds are heavy, like lead pouring. However, a round of miserable white sunlight scattered to the earth, and a cold waning moon shone on the world.

In the entire Great Murong Dynasty, perhaps no one can explain all the strange scenes that happened on this day in the 4101st year of the Great Murong Calendar of the Northern Wilderness.

Because, after this day, there will be no Great Murong Dynasty in the Northern Wilderness.

Originally, at this time, it was supposed to be sunset. The Great Murong Dynasty, especially the people of the Heavenly City, should have slept peacefully.

The sun rises and the sun sets. The Heavenly City, known as the three famous cities of the Sea Wilderness, does not seem to follow such a primitive everything.

However, for more than 4,000 years, whenever night comes, the Heavenly City will be completely silent. The city of heaven is the same as the ghost town of the year, and the city of heaven at night is a sleeping shijie.

It's just that on this day, the people of the Great Murong Dynasty are no longer asleep. Because, on this day, the remnant sun does not set, and the cold moon rises. Hundreds of millions of people of the Great Murong Dynasty looked up to the void at the same moment.

Mengyouyou, the people of the Great Murong Dynasty, seem to have just woken up in the past four thousand years, and their eyes are empty and confused.

At the moment when Murong Huang turned the ring of his right finger, a strange liliang suddenly passed from the depths of the Great Murong Dynasty's earth center to all directions.

"Boom—"

The entire land of the Great Murong Dynasty was trembling.

On the border of the four regions, a total of seven quaint stone monuments burst out of the ground.