Reflect the world

Chapter 1192 Willing to die with me

"...the demon god is alive...the dungeon riot...the crisis...the new world..."

Only a little bit of incoherent information came out from the tragic sword, but just a few words, the White Tiger Supreme realized the seriousness of the matter at once.

"The devil!"

The existence that can be called the demon god by the peerless figures in the magical late stage is not the innate gods in the demon world, those who are also god-level existences, but those who are in the clouds overlooking the entire world, causing the entire human race to be greatly oppressed Lord God.

And the main god living in the underground abyss has not been haunted for many years. Since the first war of gods and demons, like the supreme being of the human race, they have not appeared in the world, and there is nothing worthy of their attention in the whole world.

The four supreme beings of the human race attracted a little attention from them back then, but when the four supreme beings were injured and Xuanyuan supreme fell, there was nothing in the world that could attract the attention of the main god.

They all live in the clouds, looking down on the world and have never made a move for many years, but now they appear again.

"In the end what happened?"

The Supreme White Tiger was more dignified than ever, and the joy of recovering his cultivation in advance was swept away just now.

Powerful power was condensed on the broken sword, re-condensing the incomplete spiritual thoughts.

And this time he felt even more surprised. The long sword that was broken in two was extremely powerful in spirit and consciousness.

And he is also very familiar with the power that breaks this long sword into several pieces, it is divine power.

This shows that the main god really appeared.

"Mostema, Lord of Souls, it's him."

The Supreme White Tiger's expression became more and more dignified, and the formidable strength was condensed, and he felt more from the incomplete long sword.

Originally, the information condensed on the long sword should be complete, clear and more comprehensive, but once hit by a main god, if not for the person who holds this long sword is infinitely close to the Supreme, and is the most terrifying human powerhouse, Even the little bit of incomplete information now will not be left behind.

If it was the original White Tiger Supreme, there was nothing he could do about this piece of incomplete information, but now that the White Tiger Holy Beast is integrated into its body, his realm has made a further breakthrough, making it closer to the realm of the ancestor gods, so he can do more.

Infinite golden power condensed at his fingertips, allowing the originally incomplete long sword to recover little by little, and slowly condensed into a long sword again, as if time was going backwards.

And the original information also began to turn into one picture after another.

The dark red moonlight sprinkled the entire land of the demon world, and suddenly the entire sky turned golden. An unimaginable existence descended, and no one dared to look directly at that scene.

All the living beings prostrated themselves on the ground to welcome that supreme existence. It was not that no one raised their heads, but all the creatures who looked up at that great and indescribable existence all died in an instant and turned into ashes.

The Supreme White Tiger clenched his fists. No one was more familiar with this scene than him. It was the scene when the main god descended, and the gods should not look directly at them.

The level of life like the ancestor god has surpassed the imagination of the creature. Just staring at it is a terrible blasphemy, which will directly drive the creature into madness and die a violent death.

"The Lord God appears, what exactly is he going to do?"

The Supreme White Tiger's heart arose. If there were any enemies of the gods in the world, apart from the gods themselves, they would only be too ancient.

But that powerful main god appeared in the Demon Realm, but did not appear in Taikoo.

There is definitely an earth-shattering secret in it.

Not only he had this idea, but all the top powerhouses in the ancient temple who saw this scene had such an idea in their hearts, and at the same time they all changed their colors.

The main god didn't take action directly, but brought them a greater impact. They couldn't help but recall the first war of gods and demons, and the many humiliating treaties signed by the human race after the first war of gods and demons.

The picture continued to flow, but it was a bit incoherent. It seemed to be cut off in the middle, and it jumped directly to the dungeon of the devil world.

In the cold and damp dungeon of the Demon Realm, a dark river runs through the entire dungeon. In the river, countless dead bones of human feet lie in it. Many of the dead bones have hideous bone spurs that have been demonized.

And in that cold, damp dungeon full of death, countless human cultivators sat listlessly in the dungeon.

The hearts of the practitioners in the ancient temple couldn't help but feel pain. They were all their compatriots, but they were also sent to the demon world by their own hands, because they lost the first war of gods and demons. This is a humiliating treaty signed with the demon world. Every once in a while, a batch of human races are sent to the Demon Realm.

Letting them become the blood of the demons is the greatest shame of the human race.

Painful expressions appeared on the face of the Supreme White Tiger, especially when he saw the bones everywhere in the river that was flowing quietly and full of sewage. His powerful divine sense allowed him to distinguish the approximate shape of the bones in just a moment. The number of bones lying in the sewage exceeds 30.

That is the heroic soul of 30 people.

"Things like this when I was asleep are unavoidable. Now that I have recovered, these former human souls should not be buried in the Demon Realm. I will personally pick them up."

The deep words of the White Tiger Supreme resounded in the Human Race Temple, which made every high-level person in the Human Race Temple feel a surge of joy.

And the next moment, in the peaceful scene, all the clans were shocked, and a silver-white sword light flashed suddenly, tearing apart all the cages.

And the devil practitioner who was in charge of patrolling and guarding in the dungeon was instantly killed by the sword light.

At the same time, a deep voice sounded in the ears of all the cultivators.

"Are you afraid of death?"

"Hey! Grandpa wanted to die a long time ago, but I can't commit suicide in the dungeon of the Demon Realm. It would be a coward to commit suicide here. I will die in Taikoo."

A man with thick bones but only skin and bones yelled.

"Death, is this situation better than death?"

A young man in a loose robe laughed at himself, looking at the bones of his compatriots all over the place, and at the numb practitioners sitting cross-legged in the dungeon.

At this moment, the numb practitioners were still sitting in the same place and concentrating all their energy.

Even if all the watchmen and patrollers are dead, they have no intention of rioting.

That's meaningless. There have been many such riots in the dungeons of the Demon Realm, but after each human riot, those dead human practitioners will be filled with new practitioners, and the Demon Realm will kill them. Taikoo requires more practitioners.

Everyone understands this truth, so they try their best to restrain all their spirits and spirits, all in order to be able to live longer in the dungeon of the devil world, and every once in a while, certain creatures will extract spirits from them. Qi, so that they have no way to become stronger, and they will even decline step by step.

If this day continues, everyone will die.

But they didn't take the initiative to commit suicide, but delayed the time as much as possible, because after they died, new human races would be asked to come here.

They are fighting for the human race with the most desperate means, wanting to buy more time for the human race, and shouldering that unbearable responsibility.

The old voice in the darkness also understood this, and he let out a long sigh, both for himself and for the many human races here.

"This time it's not a pointless resistance, the Lord God has descended."

In the darkness, the eyes of all the cultivators lit up.

"This time we will die, but we must find out the purpose of the Lord God, who is willing to die with me."

All the practitioners in the dungeon stood up.

"Wish to die!"

The people are not afraid of death, so why should they be afraid of death.

"Then let's go together!"

There was loud laughter in the darkness, and then a pair of silver-gray eyes lit up in the dungeon, and all practitioners were swallowed by those eyes.

On this day, the dungeon of the demon world was broken. Among them, 20 cultivators and as many as one million practitioners who had been swallowed into the eyes by the person who had practiced the mind and sword body for many years, and who had given them shelter died together, rushing into the demon world. In the world channel.

(End of this chapter)