Even if he vaguely guessed the result, but Xiao Tian said it himself, Chen Yu still couldn't help but throb. Music-Text-

The idea in front of him is the demon of the Middle Ages, the hero who brought the human race into the era of the end of the law, and a rare masterpiece in the ages.

The young man with black hair drooping said, "I am amazed that you could choose such a path. ”

Chen Yu said: "The last three thousand paths must not be so simple, and I just found a more comfortable path." ”

"Shunxin?" Xiao Tian paused suddenly, as if an elder had also said it to him back then, but he didn't expect that from Chen Yu's mouth, it was another kind of speech, and he couldn't help but smile and said, "It's really a good choice." ”

Chen Yu chuckled and fell silent.

The young man Xiao Tian said, "Since you have seen the deity, don't you have anything you want to ask?"

Chen Yu raised his head and said, "If I asked, would you answer?"

Xiao Tian smiled: "No." ”

Chen Yu sighed and said, "Why do you always like to bury some foreshadowing, and if you don't say it all at once, it's easy to understand." ”

"I didn't even see it through myself, and now I just make you more confused, so ...... Don't talk about it. Xiao Tian shook his head.

"Well, then I want to know, why did you survive. Chen Yu asked.

In the Demon Palace, there are countless subordinates who once worshipped Xiao Tian as a god, they wept, they were indignant, because Xiao Tian died, because of loyalty, they chose to kill themselves, covered with loess, and the grave stretched for thousands of miles.

"Either way, they're going to die...... And I only have one idea, to merge into the ladder and become a machine spirit, and I want to see and figure out something with the last obsession. ”

"However, the deity didn't expect to be able to find a successor for the Zhongtian lineage. ”

Xiao Tian's eyes suddenly appeared a little different.

Chen Yu was silent, inheriting the Heavenly Soul Refining Method from the Land of Flame Demons, stepping through the Burning Sky Fire Domain, seeing the traces left by the Ancient Demon on the seventh layer of the Heavenly Ladder, and then to the Heavenly Ladder, there seemed to be a hand of fate that integrated him into the memory of the Ancient Demon, all of which seemed to have been doomed and could not be shaken off.

However, he was not willing to be a pawn of fate, his eyes fell on Xiao Tian, wanting to seek answers.

"It's all a game of chess, isn't it?"

"Not only us, but even the whole world are pawns, according to the trajectory of fate, this was the case then, and it is the case now. Xiao Tian didn't answer directly, and dissipated into the Ladder World.

Chen Yu's gaze fell on the front, which was where the Zhongtian Dao Palace was located, and it was also the end of the entire mysterious world.

......

Countless heavenly ladders lead to countless Dao Immortal Fate, which is equivalent to a choice.

The wind remnant sky stepped into a ladder, and what he experienced was another kind of immortal fate.

In the Demon Palace, he found eight stone tablets, which were left by the demons of the Middle Ages, and now he entered the fairy fate, and along the way, he saw the man in the ladder scene holding a war knife, killing countless strong enemies.

That pure sword path intent made him fall into it, and he unconsciously integrated the knife in his hand into it, and waved it one by one according to the eight sword intent.

The blood-colored Akatsuki cut through the scars in the air, indelible, and if you look closely, the scars are very similar to a word, but when the last stroke of the wind falls, it seems that something is missing.

He looked back at the scene of the ladder, fused the true meaning of the sword, and suddenly deduced the last sword technique.

"Fight!"

When the last stroke fell, the entire ladder trembled, and all the knives rushed out of the corner of the ladder and merged into the word "war".

Feng Wantian opened his eyes, and he successfully realized the ninth stroke of sword intent, mastered the essence of the sword path of the ancient demon, and obtained the immortal fate in the ladder.

And as this stroke fell, he looked ahead, as if he could walk to the top of the mountains with one foot in front of him.

......

The sight in front of the old ghost was very special, and it seemed that there was an idea that brought him into purgatory.

In front of his eyes, he saw that the ancient demon created a demon path line, absorbing countless demon path ghosts to enter it, but the ancient demon once penetrated into the Nine Netherworld and obtained an ancestral demon idea, which can make the demon path vein extract and open the source of demonic energy to obtain supreme magic power to resist the calamity descended by the ancient heavenly way.

When he walked all the way to the peak, from the depths of the Heavenly Ladder, a kind of demonic pattern of ancestral demon intent was born, and the surrounding area was shrouded in rich pitch black, exuding a black luster, like a supreme holy object in the Demon Dao.

"Is this the legacy of the Elder Demons?"

The old ghost's face was happy, and he immediately fell silent and accepted the infusion of the ancestral demon's thoughts.

After that little bit of pitch-black aura completely melted into the body of the old ghost, he opened his eyes, and the hoarse voice sounded again.

"What a powerful force...... I can feel that I can open up the Nine Shadows and channel the power of the legendary immortals!"

......

Feng Wu walked on the rugged ladder, and in front of her eyes, patches of fairy light appeared, which was a kind of immortal idea.

Suddenly, she saw a young immortal Venerable appear in the ladder, and when she opened her eyes, the aura that was beyond the immortal path almost made Feng Wu feel suffocated.

"What kind of immortal is this, and why is it here!"

Feng Wu's face was full of trembling, and layers of milky white fairy light flowed out from the immortal soul to protect her, but she couldn't stop this immortal Dao intent from approaching, and it was completely suppressed by the high-level true immortal immortal soul, making her tremble.

This kind of immortal power is too strong, and it belongs to a forbidden realm.

This immortal soul once resurrected in the divine soul of the ancient demon, and belonged to a supreme immortal, so it was favored by the Zhongtian Dao Lord.

The immortal soul in the Heavenly Ladder Fantasy Realm stood in front of Feng Wu blankly, and suddenly, in an instant, the immortal soul came to life, staring at Feng Wu in the fairy light.

"Master......" The immortal soul's blank cheeks showed a bit of true scripture.

After the immortal soul woke up, a terrifying aura appeared from Feng Wu's body.

Feng Wu's mind suddenly went blank, she lost consciousness, and from her body, a door to the immortal soul opened, and a hazy face appeared.

"Yu Shu'an, you've disappointed me so much......" the face said, calling out a name

"Eternity is in your calculations, but I am not willing to be a pawn, so I have no regrets...... It used to be so, and now it's ......"

"Hmph!" the face roared with rage.

"Is she also a pawn, but the escaped one has appeared, and you may be disappointed again......"

It was also at that time that the immortal soul was sacred, his eyes were condensed, and the immortal soul rippled out of a powerful immortal technique, wanting to make a move to block Feng Wu's advance.

Swish!

A divine thought rushed out of Feng Wu's chest, and he shot first, shaking the man in the immortal soul away.

Feng Wu woke up in shock, her eyes were blank, in her Dao Sea, a golden immortal seal appeared, very mysterious, and the immortal soul that blocked her before disappeared without a trace, there was only one way to the front.

......

Ye Yunyao walked on the ladder, and along the way, there were many lights on the ladder, the most of which was the girl with a delicate and clean face but a stubborn and savage personality.

She moved like a rabbit, came to the stream, showed a bright smile, and quietly walked up to a young man, covered the weak scholar with her hands, and finally the two of them made a fuss together.

Ye Yunyao's face was indifferent, but the woman in that scene made her feel a little close.

The ruthless fairy pattern surged, and for some reason, the fairy pattern was very simple and wanted to cover that memory.

It's a pity that Ye Yunyao has a curiosity in her heart, and she keeps moving forward, wanting to watch it.

The scenes were intermittently connected, and Ye Yunyao saw the woman carrying the young man on her back, step by step, walking on the ladder with difficulty, calm on the surface, panicked in her heart, and wanted to cry helplessly.

She also saw that the woman was lying on the ladder, as if she was being followed, there were countless sword mountains and sword forests, against the woman's back, her skin cracked into fine lines, and blood flowed out, dripping on the stone steps...... But the woman's eyes only had the silence of a young man reading poetry and books, and she chuckled unconsciously, and kept squirming and crawling, trying to climb to a higher stone staircase.

"Who is she and why I feel like I want to cry. ”

Ye Yunyao screamed, two warm breaths flowed through her cheeks, she touched it, and found that it was tears, and she couldn't help crying, even the ruthless fairy pattern couldn't stop it.

And at the end of the ladder, a weak scholar seemed to appear, and with a warm smile, he suddenly said, "Liansheng, come back!"

The young man of the ladder appeared, condensed a huge hand, and rushed into Ye Yunyao's body, wanting to take out the immortal pattern on Ye Yunyao's chest.

The ruthless immortal pattern slashed out several rays of light, and faintly you could see the immortal lights forming tentacles, fusing it with Ye Yunyao's body.

And the giant hand felt that it could not take out the ruthless immortal pattern, so it immediately turned into an ancient seal, wrapping the ruthless immortal pattern.

"Senior Sister Xuanshuang, Senior Brother Shatian, Chen Yu ......" In an instant, Ye Yunyao sat paralyzed on the ladder, her eyes covered with a layer of mist, and she read out the names of several people.

......

When Ning Shen Sect chose to enter a heavenly ladder, the world in front of him turned into a bloody battlefield.

He saw that the sky was dripping blood, the avenue was cracking, and the battlefield was densely covered with countless corpses, only a young man with a slightly evil laugh stood on the blood-colored battlefield.

"Xiao Tian...... Ancient Demon!" Ning Shenzong's expression was shocked, it was the first time he had observed the legendary demon shadow so closely.

The evil young man on the battlefield heard the incredulous voice of Ning Shen Sect and said disdainfully: "You are wrong, the deity is called Blood Weeping, and it is the real Ancient Demon!"

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