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Chapter 286 48. The Day the Bank Breaks (4K)

In the crimson soil, the headless giant sat casually on the battlefield, and the surrounding corpses hugged each other. It was not that the two parties forgave each other before they died, but that they had no choice but to use this weapon after their weapons were broken and their armor was broken. A way to fight each other.

A few huge shadows hang in the sky, they are too powerful, and the oppression of their body shape and breath alone is enough to make most creatures lose the ability to resist.

In the distance, on the other side of the battlefield, there were dozens of such terrifying figures.

Demon.

A demon god in the true sense, not some kind of description.

Most of the later generations use the word "demon god" to describe the brutality and terror of a certain creature, and the root of it comes from these dozens of ferocious and huge figures.Their strength and violence left such a deep memory on the world that after countless long years, the shadow they created also entrenched in the hearts of the world, which is an ancient fear hidden in the blood.

Even in the past, their ancestors defeated the demon gods, buried and killed them one by one, and even the Lord died in this war, but for them, fear has become eternal.

The world says... 81 Demon God!

Xing Tian looked at the sky, looked at one familiar face after another, suddenly a little dazed.

He fell into the most distant memory.

Before his head was cut off, he was also a terrifying demon god who followed the Lord.

And until now, if he guessed correctly, he was the only creature who had personally witnessed the oldest and most brutal war in this secret age.

are dead.

No one was spared.

The Lord has lost the battle and perishes.

The two emperors won the war, and also ushered in the end of perishing.

Ridiculous.

After everyone was dead, some people came to their senses and said that this war should not have started at all, their enemies should not be each other, and their spear points should not be pointed at each other.

But the dead can't wake up suddenly, can they?
He was beheaded, but he didn't die completely. Today's Xingtian is not like the original Xingtian. His body is no longer a purely flesh and blood body, but the unwilling will of the ancient demon gods after the death and the defeat of the Jiuli tribe.The headless man waved his relatives and waited on this ancient battlefield. He will not fall, never will.

Because if he falls down and dies, there will be no more souls to guard this land, which also symbolizes that the demon gods of Jiuli have really disappeared into history and turned into a few insignificant dust.

The demon god's shadow unknowingly came to the top of the battlefield at this moment, and his huge body enveloped the bloody sky.Xing Tian was in a daze, these figures didn't come because they sensed his memory, the demon gods wouldn't do this, and they wouldn't think so, if they knew about Xing Tian's memory, they would even laugh because of it.

Dying on the battlefield, dying in a fateful fight, is a perfect ending for the demon gods, and there is no need to remember them, because their shadows have already been passed down to future generations along with the fear of the enemy.

The trembling of the ground pulled Xing Tian's thoughts from Taikoo back to the present.

The mountain in the distance was shaking, and the red light visible to the naked eye spread from the top of the mountain, like a sea of ​​blood-colored clouds blooming like flowers.

A familiar figure stood on the top of the mountain.

The thick golden armor, the ancient runes all over it were dyed blood red, the chilling murderous aura surged, and the blood flickered. At this moment, even the three pairs of pupils of the behemoth turned scarlet, and the dark red arc flashed on The corners of his eyes overflowed.

"Boom--!"

A muffled sound.

The two arms on the right side of the Golden King held a copper spear, and the heavy blunt weapon at the bottom of the spear hit the mountain peak, and layers of vibrations spread around this point.

A sea of ​​blood-colored clouds emerged, and the clouds floating and rushing in the sky looked like the reappearance of an ancient beast.

He breathed, puffing out a large amount of mist from the tip of his nose.

His huge body was shrouded like fog.

"Finally..." Xing Tian murmured looking at the mountain top.

After tens of thousands of years, when even he was tired, a creature picked up the red copper spear.The headless giant got up slowly, and he was walking in that direction. Under the reflection of the blood-colored sky, the figure of the mole overlapped with an ancient and noble existence, and the boundless evil spirit permeated the world. Let the life and death of all beings rise and fall.

It's just that in the hands of the extremely noble existence, there is more than just the red copper spear.

After realizing this, Xing Tian's frenzied and trance gaze faded away.

"Not after all."

"No matter how similar they are, they are only similar," he said.

Walk around.

Descending from the top of the mountain, walking on the terracotta.

With every step, the foot sinks deep into the soil.The long dagger is too heavy, it is so heavy that the rune corresponds to it, and it needs to be held with both arms after the successful call, and it is impossible to move with only one arm.

Dull and loud noises slammed on the terracotta one after another.

The living spirits hidden in the corner leaned in that direction, not daring to say any disrespectful words, and knelt down with their heads pressed against the ground.But the living beings were rejoicing, as if it was a great blessing to feel the vibration with their heads.

"Boom!" Mole stopped, and smashed the red copper spear to the ground with both arms.

Xing Tian silently looked at the lines on the long dagger.

"Use one hundred and one hundred extremely vicious beasts to dye them in crimson, and use one thousand and one thousand divine iron essences to cast sharp rays..." He paused for a long time, "Use ten thousand and ten thousand to kill The ultimate fruit is filled with spirits."

"The world calls it... a blood weapon that kills everything."

He stared at this weapon that was feared by the world, and even smiled, "The Lord doesn't like this name, so he called it 'Red'."

"When there is no battle, most of the time it is called 'red'. It's just that the subordinates reminded that they should have a vicious name in order to deter the enemy. Later, the name '隳八皇' came into being."

After Xing Tian finished speaking, he turned around, and walked marginally on the terracotta soil, and Moi followed behind him.

"This is what this terracotta bears. You have it, why don't you leave?"

"I didn't come here for this." Mo said in a deep voice.

"For the owner of the five-element device?" Xing Tian laughed.

The headless giant waved his hand.

"Kyushu does not have the aura of the external supreme being as you said. If it is true as you said, then the external supreme occupies the body of the Kyushu crowned person and comes here. I will know, but if there is no, there is no."

"It is impossible for me to go to the depths of the star sea to find someone. I am dead long ago, and I can exist. You can only see me because of this battlefield. If the Supreme is in Kyushu, I can tear off his robe and drag him down." crown, but he is not there."

Seeing that the mole had never made a sound, Xing Tian showed displeasure.

"What boy, do you think I will lose to that thief? Hahaha, they are all remnants, but they are just simple actions! This is Kyushu, this is the place where demon gods died!"

"He didn't come?" Que frowned.

"Who knows?" Xing Tian spread his hands. "Okay, boy, you should go!"

"This terracotta is not the former residence of living beings like you."

"Let's go!" Xing Tian turned around, and the pair of eyes on his chest shone brightly!

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"Boom!" A muffled sound startled the birds in the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

"Boom!" With the second muffled sound, Zhu Ling raised his head and looked around blankly.

"Boom!" With the third muffled sound, the sea of ​​blood-colored clouds swept across, and a huge shadow crushed the thick clouds!

This king with endless majesty stepped out of the terracotta and stood among the mountains.

The runes on the bloody spear climbed, restraining the murderous aura.

A pitch-black void appeared behind Mo, and he held up the spear, and slowly, the blood-colored spear became unreal.In the end he let go, and the spear in his hand also disappeared into nothingness.

What about Bingfeng?
Mole turned his gaze to the mountain where Bingfeng was originally, but the sky above the mountain was empty and there was no one there.

But the next moment, the nerves that had been relaxed suddenly tightened!

The muscles hidden under the heavy armor bulge, and the mighty power can explode in an instant!

A frantic and cold wind came from the mountains and lowered the trees. This is not the wind of Shiwan Dashan!The spiritual consciousness spreads and fills the surrounding space. He is the king of the Hundred Thousand Mountains. In this land, just one thought can easily extend thousands of miles.

heaven!

He looked up and saw a huge shadow.

That is... a red arm covered with red scales!

The figure in black clothes sat in the giant claws, looked down at him, and narrowed his golden eyes slightly.

Om-!
Behind the cole, a crack in the universe appeared out of thin air, and a dark blue shadow flew out.

It is Zai Tian Ding!

And that shadow is the Deer King on Zai Tian Ding!

The void trembled slightly, and another arm stretched out from it, holding the Zaitian Cauldron in the palm.

Mole's right arm subconsciously grasped the opening beside him, and the load-bearing device carved at the bottom of the blood-colored spear had appeared, and the ferocious beast entrenched on it had opened its ferocious mouth.

He has already grasped the pole of the eight wilderness.

The fighting spirit almost turned into substance in mid-air.

In the next moment, the two figures disappeared in place and collided in the air!The blood-colored spear collided with a ray of sunlight, the roar of gold and iron shook the surrounding fields, the space above the mountains rippled, and the peaks higher than the ripples were directly cut off, and in an instant, the blood-colored cloud sea surged, and the falling blood rain flew backwards !

Countless creatures were knocked to the ground by the movement in the depths, and the spiritual energy escaping from them made them feel afraid.

Even if they want to extend their spiritual consciousness to explore the depths, the tingling sensation from the depths of their souls warns them not to do so.

Only a few, the demon kings who have achieved the extreme palace state can raise their heads, the center of the blood cloud of the demon king.

"This fluctuation..."

"Holy King! It's the Holy King!"

"Who is it? Who is the Holy King fighting with?"

To the west, a black cloud was already rushing towards the depths of Shiwan Dashan, and a snake-shaped shadow could be faintly seen in the black cloud.

On the east side, the same picture, but it is a big river winding in the sky, and there are creatures walking by the water.

And where the creatures of the Hundred Thousand Mountains were extremely worried, someone was laughing.

"Haha...hahaha!" It was the holy king of Shiwan Dashan, this tall and dark man laughed wantonly, and couldn't stop it for a while.

"You... you! Hahahaha!" He glanced at the figure beside him.

Bingfeng watched and listened from the other side.

In his laughter, he probably laughed out all the tiredness, powerlessness, and the bitterness in his heart.

Kings don't shed tears, they don't believe in tears.

So the man was laughing, laughing at himself, laughing at Chi Jiao, and also laughing at the failed supreme creature.That's how it should be, the holy king of the Hundred Thousand Mountains should be like this.

At the same time, in the [-] mountains, one after another inscriptions were activated, and it was the people of the Holy King who knew the return of the Holy King, and also knew that the Holy King was fighting at this moment!

They came with thousands of troops.

And high up, the river rolled and the black clouds surged.

They rushed to this place with the fastest speed, and they saw the scene in front of them.

On a clearing in the mountains, the Holy King was laughing, making one suspect that the man would laugh out loud the next moment.

"That's..." Zhu Ling saw that there were two other figures here, one was the Great God Qi Xue familiar to most of the living beings, and the other was a young man in black clothes. reveal the other party's identity.

Until someone in the crowd said: "The king of Taihang!"

King of Taihang!

Everyone's eyes lit up at once.

Perhaps in most areas of the Yan Kingdom, people are only in awe of the Taihang Lord because of his strength, but the Hundred Thousand Mountains are different.The beings here are truly heirs of the King's favor.They love and respect equally!

That is the majestic king of Taihang in the legend, who is as majestic as a god and as ferocious as a ghost?

Some people can't help but look at it curiously, but they can look at it anyway.In terms of majesty, not to mention the tall and burly Saint King, even the Great God Qixue on the other side is inferior.As for the ferocity, it is even more invisible.The young man folded his hands in the wide-sleeved robe, like an old-time scholar who walked out of a picture scroll.

At this moment, the Holy King's laughter stopped, his gaze swept across the surrounding fields, and when his gaze fell, it was as heavy as a mountain.

All the spirits fell to the ground one after another, bowing down.

"Holy King!" they shouted in unison.

"It's not bad." said the scorpion.

He rubbed his chin, "But not enough."

not enough?

Not enough for what?The spirits are puzzled.But soon, they thought of the half-quarter clock that Li Bu rang before, and now, among the people who arrived here, the people in Li Bu were quite depressed.

Mole looked up and looked in a certain direction, that was the southeast, where the sea was.

The blood rain is still falling.

The bloody sea of ​​clouds still lingers high in the sky.

Li Xi'an raised his eyes slightly, he knew that this rain of blood was not a disaster, on the contrary, it was some kind of protection, from the bloody drizzle manifested in the present world from the depths of the terracotta.The timing of the blood rain has nothing to do with what the mole did in Chitu. This phenomenon is the protection of Chitu for the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

Asylum from a bygone era.

Is it the same for the Taihang Mountains?he thinks.

Suddenly, Li Xi'an's thoughts went far away.When he recovered, he shook his head and smiled, he hadn't gone back for a long time, Chu Xing'er who said at the time that he wanted to take care of the house had probably already slandered him countless times in front of the Buddha.

Mole dismissed all the people who came here.

The golden stele buzzed, and soon, batch after batch of creatures returned to their original residences.This can't help but make Bingfeng feel convenient.

Li Xi'an and Bingfeng watched from a corner and confessed one by one, looked at each one, nodded, like old leaders.

"There's not much time left." Li Xi'an said.

He looked at the sky, the sea of ​​blood-colored clouds looked like a giant beast baring its teeth and claws at him, but what he saw was not the scene in front of him, he was feeling the world where he was.

in fear.

Even if they don't know the reason, the rivers and mountains instinctively feel that a catastrophe is coming.

"The day of breaking the dike has come."

　It was too late yesterday, so I went to bed first.

　　Don't be angry, everyone, this is coming.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)