Chapter 3781: Ye Qingyi

Chapter 3781 Ye Qingyi

The heavenly will of the underworld was carefully sensed, and sure enough, he actually resonated with this formation.

What's so special, Fang Yue really made the calculations.

However, Fang Yue's plan was not him, but the creatures of these six clans.

If the six clans want to obtain the blessing of heaven here, they only need to sacrifice the flesh and blood of the enemy and the crystal of the origin, or the power of the origin of the universe.

This is equivalent to guiding the people of the six clans to throw themselves into the net, and take the initiative to send themselves into the tiger's mouth of the will of heaven in the underworld!

"They will make their own choices!"

Fang Yue smiled strangely.

"Sir, it's up to you now!"

Fang Yue said very respectfully to the will of heaven in the underworld.

"Fang Yue, I will trust you this time!"

The heavenly will of the underworld gritted its teeth.

She knew she was gambling, but she had to bet!

The will of heaven in the underworld formed a seal with both hands and gently pressed the void.

Among them, a large amount of the power of the origin of the universe has been pulled out.

The defenses of all the Space Forces near this hill are several times weaker.

If there are outsiders, it will be countless times easier to enter this underworld!

"The gear of destiny! Turn it again!"

Fang Yue sang in a low voice.

Then, a huge force of space began to gather around this hill!

"Ugh!"

The little girl who was incarnated by the will of heaven in the underworld sighed softly, and then her figure gradually faded and illusory.

After half a day.

In an ancient canyon in the underworld.

A glamorous woman in a black cloak knelt down on an ancient stone altar.

On this altar, the imprint of the six-pointed star is engraved.

The reliefs of gods and demons gradually light up around the altar.

There were a total of twelve reliefs of gods and demons, and a faint red light flashed in their eyes.

"When the gear of fate turns again, the man of fate will appear!"

The glamorous woman in a black cloak whispered, her palms folded, and her face dignified.

Immediately afterwards, eight strong men carried the bodies of the four beasts and placed them on the altar as sacrifices.

The four fierce beasts are the ancient idol, the blue ox in the beginning, the five-clawed golden dragon and the four-winged flying tiger.

The ox, tiger, elephant, and dragon represent the four units of measuring the level of power that have been passed down from time to time.

But few people know that if the corpses of these four beasts are sacrificed, they can summon the coming of the legendary Lord of Power!

He is one of the twelve supreme gods who once stood on the top of the pyramid in the Divine Palace civilization!

The four fierce beasts are all powerful beings at the level of Immortal Sovereign Realm. As a sacrifice, they are already the top specifications in the underworld!

On the altar, the reliefs of gods and demons gradually became clear.

These twelve demon gods are also the twelve supreme gods in the Divine Palace civilization!

"Sunset, after so many years, you finally gathered enough sacrifices to wake me up again!"

In the altar, a gentle voice gradually sounded.

A gentle and elegant man in white appeared on the altar. He was dressed in a white robe and held a golden scepter.

Except for the purple mark on his eyebrows, no one could tell that he was different from an ordinary Confucian scholar.

"Respected Lord of Power, please forgive me, this time the sacrifice was not collected by me, but given to me by my new master, Lord Fang Yue! He said to me, the most splendid era The curtain is about to kick off, and there should be a stage for the civilization of the gods. So he gave me the sacrifice to wake you up! And he gave you a small gift!"

The setting sun respectfully sent a top-grade Faith Bead to the Lord of Power.

No one in the civilization of the gods can escape the temptation of the power of faith, and it is still so strong.

"Has he ignited his own divine fire?"

The Lord of Strength took the Pearl of Faith, but he did not swallow it in an instant, but held it between **** to play!

On Sunset's body, he could feel a trace of residual divine power.

Although this divine power is weak, it is extremely pure.

This can only be possessed by the gods of the first generation.

Although the setting sun is powerful and is his own believer, the divine power of the setting sun is all bestowed by himself, and he should be very familiar with it.

"That's right, my new master has insight into the divine power of the great power master in me, so he bought me from Samsara Sea! Now I'm a loyal servant of Lord Fang Yue!"

The setting sun tells the truth.

Fang Yue did not tell the truth to Zhang Sanfeng.

Fang Yue felt that the fewer people who knew about the civilization of the Divine Palace and the power of belief, the better!

"good very good!"

The Lord of Strength gently crushed the Lord of Faith in his hand, and strands of the power of Faith submerged into his body.

The Lord of Power felt that his power was gradually recovering, and the strands of the power of faith descended on the dry and cracked earth like a long-lost rain!

In the canyon, the mountains and rivers swayed.

Heaven and earth change color.

A huge blood-colored field slowly spread out.

field of power.

Within the scope of this realm, thousands of creatures above the virtual fairyland, whether they are people of all races or birds and beasts, all shivered at this moment and flew towards the Lord of Power, knelt on the ground, and bowed. Worshiping, in a blink of an eye, he became a mad believer in the Lord of Power, providing him with a steady stream of faith, willing to sacrifice everything for him.

The Lord of Power is nourished by the power of faith and becomes more and more powerful and mysterious!

Only the setting sun, who was responsible for sacrificing and summoning the Lord of Power, remained the same, unaffected by the Lord of Power's realm in the slightest.

The Lord of Power was not angry, but instead praised.

"Sunset, this time you have found a good master!"

in another place.

An ancient group is also praying, this time the whole group is praying.

An old man in animal clothes, with a thin body, dark skin and short stature, his face was covered with ancient oil paint.

The old man looked at the three-zhang-high stone statue in front of him, and muttered silently in his mouth.

"Ghosts and gods are immortal! Heaven is unified!"

The huge stone statue slowly shattered, and pieces of stone fell down, fell to the ground, and shattered completely.

Behind the old man, hundreds of clansmen were also shouting at this time.

"Ghosts and gods are immortal! Heaven is unified!"

The voices of shouting and prayers rippled like surging waves.

Then, the statue was completely shattered.

The figure of a thin man appeared.

He was dressed in bronze armor and carried a rusty long sword in his hand!

Between the eyebrows, a vertical eye is tightly closed, like a red line.

If you don't observe carefully, you won't see the slightest clue at all!

"The wheels of the era are rolling. Is a new era about to start again?"

The man said softly.

A long sigh fell, and the grass and trees withered into ashes in an instant.

But the thin old man actually became younger gradually, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes disappeared, and his white hair turned black.

"Patriarch, do you know what it means to release me?"

The man said to the old man.

"Rakshasa appears in this world, life is charred!"

The patriarch's voice trembled.

"Am I the Rakshasa of this generation?"

The man muttered to himself, his voice was soft, the confusion in his eyes was like fog, and it never dissipated!

...

in the Human League.

Seven Treasures Middle School.

In a dilapidated house, a nine-year-old boy was trembling with his six-year-old sister in his arms!

A warrior of the Dark Demon race at the Yin-Yang level picked up the pitch-black sword in his hand, waved it gently, and slashed towards the little boy's neck!

The little boy closed his eyes in despair.

Waiting for the unstoppable sword to fall on his neck, and then ending this short and painful life.

And at this time.

A leaf falls.

The leaves glowed, blocking the blade of the sword.

A brief stagnation.

The next second, a local sound.

The dark iron sword shattered instantly, turning into hundreds of millions of pieces and splashing all over the ground!

"This is the territory of my human race. You seem to be taking my human race too seriously!"

A young man jumped off the roof in a mino jacket.

There was still a piece of grass in the corner of his mouth.

With a cynical look on his face.

The green leaf just now was thrown out by him! His name is Ye Qingyi, he is a small sect nearby, a disciple of the inner sect of Tianye Sect. In terms of talent, he is not outstanding. When he was eighteen years old, he just broke through to the ninth layer of the Yin-Yang Realm.

This is only normal in the underworld. Of course, for the commoners, it is already a master of Shenlong.

"Brother Tsing Yi, it is Brother Tsing Yi who is here!"

The little girl opened her eyes slowly, she found that she was not dead, a familiar figure stood in front of her, which made her overjoyed, and she couldn't help crying.

"Xiaorou, don't worry, these evil guys can't hurt your hair with brother Tsingyi!"

Ye Qingyi said while rubbing Xiaorou's cute little head.

"Hundan! Are you from Tianyemen? The elders of Tianyemen have already promised to give the Seven Treasures Kingdom to my Black Demon Race! How dare you resist us from eating!"

The Dark Demon clan at the Yin-Yang level roared angrily at Ye Qingyi when he saw his sword was destroyed.

Ye Qingyi's face was ashen.

"I don't care about the others, I've secured these two brothers and sisters! They are my friends! I can't let them die in front of me!"

Ye Qingyi said impassively.

"Friend? Don't make fun of me! How could a monk at the Yin-Yang level become friends with an ant at the Innate level?"

The strong man of the Black Demon clan said with a sneer.

"The strong will only become friends with the strong, and the clouds in the sky will not have any intersection with the soil on the ground!"

"You don't understand! I'm too lazy to explain to you, are you letting me go or let me kill you now!"

Ye Qingyi gradually restrained her cynical look.

Threads and strands of murderous aura condensed from the void, and pressed down towards the black demons in the Yin and Yang realm!

The murderous intent was like a knife, making the black demons of the Yin-Yang realm feel their skin aching.

"Ye Qingyi, do you dare to do something to me? Do you know that if you kill me, it will mean that Tianyemen will attack my Black Demons, and it will be tantamount to tearing up the cooperation agreement with my Tianyemen!"

The powerhouse of the Dark Demon clan at the Yin-Yang level roared at Ye Qingyi.

But there was only another green leaf that responded to him.

The fallen leaves were like knives, slicing lightly on the necks of the Black Demons.

The sturdy scales are like a thin piece of paper, unable to resist the tenacity of fallen leaves at all.

The neck of the black demons at the Yin-Yang level was scratched.

Blood spurted out, spilling all over the ground.

The head fell to the ground.

The black demon at the Yin-Yang level also looked at Ye Qingyi in disbelief.

In his heart, he couldn't believe that Ye Qingyi dared to do something to him!

It is clear that the Tianyemen behind Ye Qingyi has already compromised and bowed his head to the Black Demons and signed an armistice agreement.

Even Tianyemen had already handed over the Seven Treasures Kingdom to the Black Demons as a condition for a short-lived hundred years of peace.

"Tsing Yi, you're doing this a bit too much!"