Chapter 607: Ancient war

"Fang Yue, be careful, this is not the Xuanhuang world! Someone cut off a corner from the Xuanhuang world, and then branded an ancient war! All the people here are not real, they are the spiritual brand of that war! "

Dongfang Jade is knowledgeable and talented. His eyes flashed with the phantom of tomorrow and the crescent moon. The sun and the moon were in the sky, breaking through all illusions.

One word is to tell the mystery!

Fang Yue shook slightly, immediately alert.

His steps moved, he wanted to flash past this spear.

Among the spears, there is a huge power to open the mountains and split the mountains.

If it hits, even the strong in the rotation realm will be completely shocked!

Fang Yue dodged, and the spear corrected its position.

It seems to have bit Fang Yue, and will not let him escape easily!

"Fuck, did the ancient war spears have their own GPS positioning? Does this thing have a tracking function?"

Fang Yue's fingertips cut through the space, and a crack opened.

The war spear fell into it, and immediately, the space was closed!

That war spear was exiled and could never return to this space and time!

Fang Yue looked in the direction the war spear pierced.

The owner of that war spear is a tanned man with a height of nearly ten feet!

There was an aura of a demon from all over him, and he could guess with his toes that this was a descendant of an ancient **** and demon.

He stood on the third small step of the rotation realm, and had initially mastered the avenue of power.

Every gesture is powerful.

The so-called physical training of Human Race is as fragile as a chicken in front of him!

When Fang Yue cared the most, the armor on his body was of the most common type, with no military rank or star.

All these traces show that he is not a general, or even a main force, but a trivial soldier, silent!

"The strong person in the rotation realm is just an unknown soldier. What kind of war is this, reaching this level!"

Fang Yue exclaimed.

Behind him, there was a battle formation composed of five hundred innate pinnacle human races. The formation of the battle formation immediately caused a shocking change in the world!

A bucket of thunder fell from the sky.

With a bang, the thunder and lightning smashed directly onto the descendant of the demon **** who threw the spear at Fang Yue.

The descendants of the demon **** roared, and even shattered that powerful lightning!

Fang Yue watched it for a moment. Is this the war of that era?

Compared with the wars of that era, the battle in the Xuanhuang world today feels like a little kid playing a house, and there is no magnificence at all!

"Humble human race, you give up resistance! You can't resist the footsteps of the devil!"

The descendant of the Demon God spoke, and his voice was full of arrogance and contempt.

He did not pay attention to these human races in the array.

In his mind, these human races are all ants, reptiles, and turtles.

He doesn't even have the qualifications to lift shoes. Regardless of his realm, his bloodline is more inferior than him. How can people make up for such a gap!

"Human, unyielding! Only heroes who died in battle, no cowards who surrendered!"

Among the human race, a war commander spoke, and in his hand, a silver long sword pointed directly at the sky!

"The Qingteng Legion, all have it, burn vitality and blood, and destroy this demon **** descendant with me!"

A man with his face pierced through the scar suddenly raised his long sword.

In his long sword, a trace of death-seeking spirit swayed away from it!

There is death, but no life!

Behind him, five hundred soldiers, burning energy and blood, their respective strengths have increased by more than 50%.

However, this improvement comes at the expense of lifespan.

Burning blood once will at least cost them ten years of life!

This is a move that hurts both sides, kill a thousand enemies and hurt yourself 800!

However, on the faces of those soldiers, there were mud, blood, and raindrops, but there was no emotion called hesitation or timidity.

"Die for the race, the place to die, fight for the race, defeat the Eight Desolations!"

Wang Xuena chanted softly, and she was also moved by the spirit of these human races.

The descendants of the gods and demons are irresistible, and even their blood martial race is more than one level worse than the descendants of the gods and demons!

However, these people were not overwhelmed by the strength of the descendants of the gods and demons, each of them had firm eyes and condensed eyes.

The place of death is unstoppable!

A wisp of cold wind fell.

The dead leaves are falling, like a butterfly dance, giving people an inexplicable desolation!

The long sword fell.

A beam of silver light pierced through the sky, and the light of silver light was like a shadow and electricity, without the spirit that had just broken through the sky and penetrated the world.

However, such a sword is a sword that condenses faith!

The sword light fell.

The descendant of the **** and demon flicked his finger.

With a click, the sword light shattered.

Vulnerable.

The huge power gap and realm gap make these human races not even qualified to hurt both sides!

The descendants of the Demon God sneered: "Is this the trick you must kill? In my opinion, but so, you still obediently become my blood!"

The descendant of the Demon God spoke, and a huge hand slowly fell.

The palm shadow covers the sky, like a haze!

Those human races closed their eyes under that palm print, and their hearts were desperate!

"Listen to my orders! Sacrifice to heaven with my blood!"

"With my blood, sacrifice to heaven!"

"Turn into a curse, entangled forever!"

In the boundless world, the sound of clear recitation resounded.

The descendants of the demon **** suddenly became frightened.

"You lunatics, do you know what you are doing? You curse me and you will not die!"

The descendants of the devil roar hysterically.

However, amidst his roar, a firm, clear singing voice was still there.

There was a bang. The palm falls.

Five hundred human races all form a blood mist.

But their bodies collapsed and their spirits still existed.

The voice still continued, and it spread even more extensively between heaven and earth!

"I would like to use the three-life obsession to transform the supreme sword, slay the evil spirits, and protect the people of the tribe!"

The last note dispersed, and the little blood beads floating in the air gradually gathered.

A blood-colored long sword suddenly took shape.

Immediately cut down.

The red light and shadow fell, hitting the head of the descendant of the demon god.

He was split in half from the middle of his body, and was removed from heaven and earth since then, the infinite gods and demons, no more his name!

The Scarlet Longsword completed its mission, and then collapsed and disappeared.

It seems that every drop of blood has completely evaporated.

Those human soldiers who cursed the descendants of the demon gods eventually disappeared between the world and the earth at the price of their souls flying away and their souls destroyed.

Tragic, shocking!

On weekdays, Fang Yue, who was laughing and joking, became silent.

It is not that he has not experienced wars, and it is not that he has not seen the confrontation of ethnic groups.

But he has never been shocked, infected, or impressed by such a strong spirit.

"The descendants of the devil gods live by devouring the flesh and blood of various creatures. If they are allowed to invade the Xuanhuang world, I am afraid that all the creatures in the Xuanhuang world will not escape their devil claws!"

Wang Xuena said softly in Fang Yue's ear.

Seeing such a war, even her heart was slightly shocked.

She felt admiration for the soldiers and generals of the human race!

Although not of the same race, the spirit of the human race still resonated in her heart.

However, this is only a corner of the vast battlefield.

Here is not only the confrontation between the descendants of the human race and the demon god, but also the infinite demon race and the short soldiers of the various races of the Xuanhuang world.

Even though the corps of the Xuanhuang world was retreating steadily, they were always at a disadvantage.

But they did not give up, did not surrender, and used their flesh and blood to defend the victory of the entire war.

"This is the war that the Xuanhuang world was invaded by the demons five million years ago!"

Fang Yue finally remembered the true source.

But the sorrow and sorrow in the heart is not weakened at all because it is only a brand of time and space!

At this time, a voice appeared in front of Fang Yue.

"After waiting for so many years, someone finally found this place!"

A fuzzy phantom appeared in a white robe.

His voice is full of vicissitudes, a slow, deep taste!

Fang Yue bowed slightly.

Salute the old man.

Everything condenses in the surrounding space.

Except for Fang Yue, no one could sense the existence of the old man.

"You should be the blood of my Xuanhuang world!"

The old man raised his eyes and glanced at Xia Yue.

In the depths of his eyes, there was an unconcealable disappointment.

After waiting for so many years, he was only waiting for a young man at the level of heaven and earth.

His task, entrusted to this young man, is really not at ease!

"To be honest, I really don't want to entrust this task to you!"

The old man said with his hands behind his back and said without evasiveness.

"I don't want to pay it, nor do I want it!"

Fang Yue stared, and said naturally.

This grandfather, at first glance, is an NPC who releases tasks, named it righteous, and then gives himself various unthankful tasks.

On the big earth, it is written in Xuanhuang's novels.

But my Da Fangyue is different from the heroic protagonist who is fed up and fights against small monsters and Tesla every day.

I just want to take my sister and make my chick with peace of mind!

Hearing Fang Yue's response, the old man's figure was immediately dull.

Damn it, are you not following the script?

You shouldn't be so angry and impassioned to tell me, let me try!

Then start to complete your hero's journey?

The old man smiled awkwardly.

"Young man, don't refuse my kindness so early! You know, if the task I set is completed, the benefits will be a lot!"

Since Fang Yue didn't play cards according to common sense, the old man could only take the initiative to attack.

He directly tempted Fang Yue.

Fang Yue still said cutely with big eyes.

"What's the benefit?" "I have a peerless celestial scripture here, how about it, come here? There are mountains of spirit stones, which are currently skyrocketing at an unimaginable speed like yours! There are various inheritances, oh, I don’t want more! I still have a few saint-level artifacts, god’s

There is also wow in this ring of inheritance! "

As soon as Fang Yue spoke, she immediately became golden.

The corners of the old man's mouth twitched, and he wanted to pull out the soles of his shoes and give Fang Yue twice.

Why are you so rich as an inconspicuous kid? I'm pretending to be a fool. The wealth accumulated over so many years is not even half of yours!

What is a peerless fairy Scripture?

Has this thing been calculated with a datum now?

Is it because I am old, or the world is changing too fast.

Are the youngsters in the Xuanhuang world now so rich and comfortable?

It's really... so envious!

The old man touched the halazi that came out of his mouth, and then continued to say sternly.

"Although I can't give you a peerless heritage, an invincible celestial scripture, and there are not so many saints, but don't you think that for a young man with ambitions like you, experience is the most important thing? "The old man tried his best to pretend to be amiable, and went a little way.