Emperor Wanjian

Chapter 1663 Who is in control of the situation
"Let your deity step into the pool of blood and face everything."

The black figure looked at Jian Fengyun and spoke slowly.

His words were very calm, but Jian Fengyun could hear the complicated emotions in his heart when he said these words.

Jian Fengyun's heart is quite complicated at the moment.

From the script language of Emperor Taixu, to the desert of the ruins of the five gods, to the tomb of Emperor Xuanyuan, and now the fifth floor of the Heaven Devouring Tower.

He has seen the record left by Tian Che more than once, and each time it is prophesying and reminding him that the disaster already exists and is getting closer.

After a while, his true self stepped forward and slowly walked into the pool of blood.

……

There is no time to practice, Jian Fengyun never thought that it would take thirteen days for him to walk into the pool of blood.

His avatar was still sitting cross-legged in the cave of No. 81 monastery, everyone thought he was retreating.

However, on this day, the restrictions around the No. 81 monastery were lifted.

After dozens of days of intensive training, these disciples were exposed to Feng Jiu's formation.

They all gathered in one place, and finally checked the information on the relics of the gods and demons. After reading it, they were ready to follow the instructors to the south of Xinghe Island, to the mountain peak connected to the gods and demons battlefield, and prepare to enter the gods and demons battlefield , and then step into the world of gods and demons.

On this day, all the soldiers of the Holy Star Legion and the Dawn Legion were mobilized to deploy defenses in Xinghe Island, and the entire Xinghe Island seemed to have entered the moment when its defenses were the most stringent.

Of course, many forces in Galaxy have also landed on Galaxy Island one after another.

Standing on the God Demon Peak, you can vaguely see the powerful men from all sides escorting the Tianjiao in their clan.

Rumble!
Amidst the dense thunder, above the sky of Shenmo Peak, there was a sound of piercing through the sky, and thunder after thunder spread out from the void, there were hundreds of them.

In the sky thunder, countless visions rose up, sending out rolling thunder.

Standing on the top of Shenmo Peak, looking at the void covered by thunder, it seems like there are thousands of troops galloping. In the depths of hundreds of thunders, there are bursts of roars from star beasts. Overshadow the sky.

There were dozens of ancient star beasts soaring through the clouds, and a warrior was carried on the back of the star beasts. It was like the return of a god, and it was like stepping out from the depths of the thunder, and there were waves of thunder, like tens of thousands of troops. kill.

Those star beasts are some ferocious beasts in the ancient records, all of them are heavily scaled and hideous, and among the group of warriors riding on those star beasts in the middle, someone is responsible for carrying a divine flag, which is in the midst of thunder. Standing upright, hunting with the wind, the power is overwhelming.

Countless thunders and runes spewed out, and the laws manifested like a god descending.

When the thunder was weak, it could be seen that there were three large characters written on the divine banner: Baqishi!
"The Baqi Clan actually has a genius coming, and the number of people who want to step into the world of gods and demons is not as small as it seems on the surface."

"Of course, there is no limit to the number of people in the ruins of the gods and demons. Whether you can enter or not is not a matter of a word from the senior management of Xinghe Island."

"Having said that, the competition within the ruins may be very great."

"It doesn't matter how big it is, each depends on his ability, as long as he steps into the ruins of the gods and demons, Xinghe Island will be out of control."

……

On the top of Shenmo Peak, some medium-sized forces who arrived early, saw the vision in the sky, and began to talk about it.

At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew up.

ruthless—

I saw a sharp cry coming from the clouds not far away, and saw a group of purple-clothed figures stepping into the air. It was one of the ancient holy places of the monster clan, Qingqiu Holy Land.

Zheng!
There was another sound of sword cries, and people from the Dao Sword Holy Land also came here impressively.

As soon as the people from the Holy Land of Dao and Sword arrived, a burst of flames burned in the sky. The ancient Jinwu clan, one of the eight tribes of the monster clan, drove an ancient golden black treasure boat across the void, and there seemed to be terrifying figures on the treasure boat. The coercion is shocking.

……

Afterwards, powerful men from various forces continued to escort their Tianjiao to arrive, preparing to enter the battlefield of gods and demons, and the scene was very spectacular.

"Old man, why are so many forces alarmed? It stands to reason that a mere relic of the gods and demons will not alarm an existence of the level of the Baqi clan."

Above the Star River Valley, Elder Wen stood beside the headmaster, staring at the Shenmo Peak not far away and said.

"An astrologer predicted that there are things that will affect the future in the world of gods and demons, so the only old things left in the galaxy can't sit still. They took out some things and asked me to give some places, and I can't refuse. "The eyes of the Elder Sheng flashed, and he said.

"Affecting the general trend in the future?" Elder Wen was taken aback for a moment, and then said, "Then we won't intervene?"

"Don't intervene, the future is in the hands of young people, not in our hands. Hexi in 300 years, and Hedong in 300 years, whoever controls the general situation will be the same. As long as the various races of Xinghe are not destroyed, they will be worthy of the ancestors of the human race and Xinghe Island. Our martyrs are also worthy of ourselves." The dean of the Holy Spirit spoke slowly, with a bit of fatigue in his vicissitudes of life.

The reason why Xinghe Island is still as safe and sound as it is now is because he is still there.

If he is gone in the not-too-distant future, what will Xinghe Island look like? Whoever holds the banner will bear the responsibility and pressure, so he has long since looked away.

Of course, if he was several hundred years younger, he might not be so indifferent, but it's a pity that there is no if.

He was leaving, and he couldn't stay even if he wanted to.

"Old man, why do you say that, don't you..." Elder Wen widened his eyes, looked at the head of the Holy Spirit, and vaguely guessed something.

"That's right, this old bone of mine is dying. Talented people come out from generation to generation, and the waves behind the Yangtze River push forward the waves ahead. I only hope that when I am still alive, I can see a person who can control the situation, whether it is someone from Xinghe Island, or Whether it's the demon clan or the spirit clan, it doesn't matter." The headmaster said.

"Didn't you already break through and enter Emperor Zhun? How could that be?" Elder Wen didn't want to believe it, his old face trembling slightly.

"Break through the realm and enter Emperor Zhun, hehe, the way of the god emperor is difficult for nine days, and what you see may not be true. Do you still remember the volume of secret art in the deepest part of Xingchen Pavilion? Look away." Dean Sheng turned around, Smiled at him, and then slowly walked down the Galaxy Valley.

Elder Wen's body trembled, looking at the old man's hunched figure, his old eyes couldn't help but feel red.

He knows the volume of secret art in the deepest part of Xingchen Pavilion, the Heavenly Offering Art, sacrifices life and soul, in exchange for a year's time, the cultivation base breaks through a small realm, and after a year, the soul is scattered, the body turns into dust, and returns to heaven and earth.

More than half of a year has passed, and after the relics of the gods and demons came out, it was almost the same.

It turned out that he had already made all the plans, no wonder...

On Elder Wen's wrinkled old face, his muddy eyes were already red, and a wisp of muddy water slipped from the corner of his eyes.

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(End of this chapter)