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Seeing the confident smile on Xiao Yuntian's face, Mu Qiu slowly raised his arm, and a gorgeous red crystal appeared out of nowhere in his palm.
"Why are you talking so much nonsense with him, I have long wanted to taste the painstaking efforts of the Lord of Eternal Night!"
Suddenly there was a harsh voice in the air, and then a crimson shadow pierced the sky, attacking Mu Qiu's vitals!
Seeing that the sharp claws full of murderous intent were about to tear Mu Qiu's chest apart, a ferocious smile appeared on the ferocious beast's face.
Swah——
However, in the next second, a white light pierced through the space, flashing past like a thin line.
The smile on the ferocious beast's face suddenly froze, and its figure also froze in mid-air. The arms stretched forward were cut off by the white light in an instant when it was caught off guard.
The red hands broke instantly, and the bright red blood splashed into the sky like a fountain!
The ferocious beast screamed in pain while clutching the cuts of its arms, and its figure also fell from mid-air.
"That, that is?!"
Everyone looked at the white light that suddenly appeared, a strong spatial fluctuation flickered frequently in mid-air, and finally the white light stopped in front of Mu Qiu.
Kaka-
The space under his feet shattered layer by layer like a mirror, and a white figure appeared in the eyes of the world.
Clothes are fluttering, short pale hair is fluttering, and an indifferent cold light is shining under the lens. Standing tall and straight in front of the giant sculpture of the Lord of Eternal Night, he looks like the most loyal knight in the world.
"Ji, Ji Youfeng?!" Ye Fanyin looked at the man in white who suddenly appeared in disbelief, with a shocked expression.
The appearance of the man in white immediately shocked everyone in the audience.
"White God of Death, I didn't expect that even you are still alive!"
When the clown Xiao Yuntian said this name that had made countless people change their colors, his eyes became a little more cautious.
Ji Youfeng's eyes were as indifferent as ever, he turned sideways to look at the red figure behind him, and bowed slightly.
"You seem to have forgotten one thing..."
Just when the atmosphere in the audience was tense, Mu Qiu suddenly spoke——
The fiery red hair fluttered in the wind, the red pupils turned, and the evil face showed a look of indifference, as cold as a fairy god above the nine heavens.
The sprite box on the chest trembled crazily, and the black air entwined with blood light continued to spread...
Mu Qiu's lips parted slightly, as if he was talking to himself, or as if announcing the arrival of a god to the whole world:
"Samsara is impermanent, only Ye Yongchang, I once destroyed the old world with my own hands, and I also created a new century with my own hands..."
"I am the master of this land of night, no matter in the past, present, or future!!"
Mu Qiu flexed and stretched his palms, crushing the red prism in his hand violently, and the six jades in his eyes turned into overlapping blood moons.
In an instant, a beam of incomparably bright scarlet light shot up into the sky, instantly shattering the space barrier covering Yedu.
The entire sky was covered in blood in an instant, and a scarlet blood moon slowly rose above the night——
In an instant, the color of the world changed, and pieces of void above the head began to shatter involuntarily, as if some extremely terrifying existence was slowly waking up.
A series of pitch-black figures leaped out from the shattered void in all directions, descending on this world like a dark tide, and the blood-red eyes were full of evil and hideous colors...
"No, stop him quickly!!"
Nightmare seemed to feel something, her body trembled, and her eyes urged everyone in panic.
Suddenly, dozens of Xiaowang-level powerhouses attacked the statue in the middle of the altar at the same time!
King Yueshan Xiao let out a roar, and his body swelled against the storm and turned into a stone man tens of meters high, crushing him with his giant fist like a mountain.
At this moment, the void in front of Mu Qiu was cracked inch by inch, and streaks of yellow sand spread from the void.
The large expanse of yellow sand condensed into a sand giant in an instant, wrapped in a tornado that soared to the sky, and punched out, and the huge body of King Yueshan fell to the ground with a bang.
"What?!" The clown looked up, and saw a tall figure in armor standing intently on top of the sand giant.
An incomparably rich corpse aura emanated from the armored general, and the corpse clan present felt the oppression in this bloodline, and they all knelt down to the ground with hesitant expressions.
Chongming Xiaowang turned into a giant bird of rosy light, shooting towards the center of the altar like a round of brilliant scorching sun.
But suddenly a beam of dazzling white light bloomed from the void above Mu Qiu's head, and a masked seraph emerged out of the white light.
Chongming Xiaowang's body was instantly enveloped by white light, and he could only feel the power in his body passing away under the reflection of the white light.
In just a few breaths, the shimmering rays of light around the sacred bird transformed by Chongming Xiaowang melted away, and its body softened and fell into the sky.
A rushing water curtain suddenly surged in mid-air, and a red-robed teacher stepped out slowly from the water curtain, and a large river was stirred up behind him.
The river condensed into huge water dragons several feet long in mid-air, roaring towards Mu Qiu.
Suddenly, the space beside Mu Qiu shattered, and strange blood-red butterflies fluttered in the sky and the earth.
All over the sky, butterflies and moths slammed into the body of the water dragon like a flame, and at this moment, those fierce water dragons ran towards the red-robed man uncontrollably! !
The red-robed teacher's eyes were startled, and his body was directly smashed into a cloud of water mist by the violent water dragon. After recondensing, his face was covered with bean-sized beads of sweat.
A girl's crisp, bell-like smile suddenly came from midair.
I saw a petite girl in a red dress hugging Mu Qiu's waist from behind, with curved eyebrows and smiling eyes.
At this moment, an extremely terrifying murderous intent came from Mu Qiu's side!
The crazy demons of all races who were affected by the hell way below generally attacked the statue, but a blood-red figure wrapped in bandages appeared out of thin air in front of the statue.
Strips of blood-colored bandages swept across the arena like deadly poisonous pythons, and the alien body passed by the bandages was divided into thousands of pieces in an instant, and was chopped into pieces by Ling Chi abruptly!
In just tens of breaths of time, thousands of corpses fell to the ground, and the gushing blood formed a pool of blood on the ground, all of which fell on the blood-red figure.
Under the bandage-wrapped face, a woman's excited trill could be vaguely heard.
"Impossible...it's not true?!"
The clown in the distance saw the situation turn around, his body twisted like crazy, and countless bloody thin lines shot out behind him.
The blood-red thread pierced through the huge body of the Sand Giant in an instant, shooting towards Mu Qiu's pupils behind him!
At the critical moment, an extremely strange aura suddenly appeared between the heaven and the earth, full of death but also full of vitality.
A gloomy evil spirit flashed past, and the spurting bloodlines wilted like lifeless plants.
And as this gloomy evil spirit continued to spread, even Ye Jiuyou's breath of hell was covered by it.
The purple halo was instantly enveloped by the dark evil spirit, and the creatures in the riot below gradually returned to normal.
The void in front of Mu Qiu slowly melted away, and a slender figure descended slowly with a cloud of cold evil spirit mixed with vitality.
The long black hair fluttered with the wind, and the eyelashes of the woman who was entwined with evil spirit and vitality moved slightly, slowly opened her eyes, and looked down at the world with a cold expression.
This woman just stood in the air, and a coercion that made the world tremble quietly spread out, and there were spider web-like cracks in the surrounding void, she was magnificent!
The second generation of demon lord - Yousha Demon Lord! !
"White Reaper, Ancestor of Zombies, Bright Angel, Soul Eater Butterfly King, Killing Witch, You Sha Demon Monarch..."
"How is it possible... the first Xiao King?!"
Nightmare counted the terrifying auras that stepped out of the void, descending on the altar square one by one, and surrounded Mu Qiu, his pupils trembling violently like an earthquake.
Not only that, there are more and more black shadow monsters scurrying out of the void, pouring into the entire battlefield like an endless undercurrent.
Some night clans with pure blood couldn't help trembling after feeling the breath from these black shadows.
This is the suppression from the blood!
On the edge of the battlefield, Rogge, the young master of the Bobcat clan who was watching the world-shattering battle carefully, suddenly trembled.
The thundering sword behind it was out of its sheath strangely, turning into a beam of lightning and escaping into the void far away.
In the next second, the void suddenly collapsed and shattered, and a black shadow cavalry riding a skeleton horse roared menacingly.
The leader held high the thundering sword, with firm eyes, wearing pitch-black armor, and riding a ghostly fire horse.
"First, ancestor?!"
Rogge instantly recognized that the man on the horse was Luo Xiuwen, the ancestor of his bobcat clan!
Luo Xiu tattooed and rode a skeleton war horse, crossing the battlefield like a god of war. The cavalry army behind him and thousands of black shadow monsters all opened a path under his leadership, and came to the altar square.
Luo Xiuwen looked up at the red figure on the statue, took a deep breath, turned over and knelt down like Hong Zhong Dalu:
"Eight wilderness night soil, ten thousand races surrender..."
"Congratulations, my lord!!"
Thousands of black shadows behind him also knelt down on the ground, and their voices were like waves covering one after another, one after another:
"Congratulations, my lord!!"
Chapter 617 The Battle of the Royal Capital, the Origin of the Twelve Immortal Priests
In the capital of Eternal Night, a blood-colored beam of light soared into the sky, and the entire sky turned into a sea of blood.
In the blood-colored curtain, overlapping blood moons hang and rise, and terrifying breaths spread from the side of the Yongye altar until they spread to the entire capital.
Thousands of alien races in the capital trembled as they felt the oppression in their blood, and looked in the direction of the altar square in panic.
And the battle in the Yezu altar intensified, and gradually even the vast altar was broken, occupying the entire Eternal Night King Capital!
At this moment, the ten thousand races gathered in the capital also saw what happened on the battlefield.
"Then...is that Demon Lord Yousha?!"
An older foreigner tremblingly looked at the figure surrounded by a deep evil aura in mid-air.
"That white figure...could it be the legendary white god of death?"
"What a horrible corpse aura, which ancestor of the corpse clan is here?!" A strong corpse clan was amazed.
"How is it possible... this kind of oppression from the blood, the ancestors have manifested!!" The nobles of the Yongye clan said in astonishment.
Countless shocked eyes gathered in the depths of the capital.
The sky is full of yellow sand, the evil spirit is raging, and the holy golden light is constantly rising with the turbulent and terrifying murderous spirit, and a shocking battle that has not been seen in thousands of years is being staged in it.
"It seems that we really underestimated you... Lord of Eternal Night!"
Nightmare in a red robe floated in the air, surrounded by evil spirits, staring at the red figure in front of her with a pair of deep pupils.