Chapter 721: Ghost King is coming
When this shadow appeared, the aura between heaven and earth was violently rioting.
A long river of nethers meanders and twists, slowly flowing in midair with darkness and coldness.
The whole sky instantly became dark, the endless sky was as poor as a wash, and the sunset disappeared completely.
In this long river of gloom, the blossoming black petals fluttered down from the air.
In just an instant, tens of thousands of petals fell.
The people of Shenmo City looked up at the sky. Someone shivered and said, "Wan Lian Tian Jiang, this is the King of God coming."
"I don't know which adult is coming, how can I think of this devil city."
The Shenmo City has gone through countless years, and most of the people who can come here are strong in various fields.
Even saints can be found here.
But when it comes to the existence of God King, everyone has to be cautious.
The southern region is such a huge area that it occupies almost a quarter of the ancient continent, and fewer than five **** kings were born.
In the end, Jianzong was the only one who really passed down.
On the sky at the moment, a long river of netherlands was flowing.
I saw a large group of small black spots in the distance.
With these black spots getting closer and closer, everyone could see clearly. These black spots are just a large group of powerful people coming from the sky.
This group of people wore black and purple robes, and everyone was extremely powerful.
Among them, even the weakest one has the Rongtian Realm, among which there are several saints.
And in the middle of this group of people's support, I saw the ghost river turned into a futon.
A woman was sitting on the futon with her eyes closed, indifferent to the outside world.
But even when surrounded by a group of saints, this woman feels as if it is the most terrifying one.
"This is a man from Hades," someone said cautiously after seeing the situation.
"When did our devil city offend Hades?"
"Who dares to offend Hades in this day and age, Nether King of God has not yet gone to Xiandao Bridge.
With him sitting in town, and the fact that the underworld has not been born for a long time, there are very few people who are outside. There is no chance to offend. "
However, no matter how the people of God and Magic City guess, it will not help.
The sense of oppression of the arrival of the people above the Hades made everyone dare not act rashly.
"Cang God, come face-to-face? Wait for this seat to greet you?" Among the people in the underworld, the woman sitting on the nether futon slowly spoke, and her voice resounded on the nine days.
"Don't dare, isn't this just coming," just listened to an old voice from the other end of the cloud.
An old man riding a green cow upside down, holding a book in his hand, appeared on the horizon with a smile.
At first glance, the old man was still far away, and his figure was still blurry.
But only a few breathing time, the old man has appeared above the magic city.
"Why is Nether King King so angry?" The old man closed the book in his hand and said with a smile.
The old man had white hair and a pair of temples with gray in them.
His eyebrows are particularly long, and he is also gray. He is wearing a light-colored coarse cloth gown and has the feeling of a tall man and an old fairy.
The old man was riding the green cow upside down, the overall power was not so heavy, but it was a bit breezy.
"Cang God, which Cang God?" Someone asked, curiously, without responding.
"It seems to be a very old race, the **** king of the Cang nationality a long time ago," some people who knew knew it.
"I didn't expect that for so long, he still stayed in the ancient continent and did not go to Xiandao Bridge."
"Aren't you going to give me an account of this matter?" The woman from the Hades asked.
"I came in person, it was to explain," the old man laughed.
"What about the people who killed my children?" The woman asked.
"On the battlefield of gods and demons, my Cang Clan's altar of life has locked him, you can rest assured that you can't run away," Cang Shen replied.
"Go to the demon battlefield," the woman replied faintly.
"I Cang Clan has not been born for a long time, is it true that the world will forget me.
Today, it is considered to kill the chickens and monkeys. Even if I go to the Xiandao Bridge in the future, no one will dare to move the people of my underworld. "
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In the battlefield of the gods and demons, when Xu Zimo and the three men came out, all the survivors were hiding, and they didn't even dare to reveal their heads.
After Xu Zimo asked Qimian Mo to go to Baigu Mountain to fetch his Qimian lotus, several people walked towards the Demon Holy Land.
This holy place used to be the place where the Mozu lived. Later, after the death of the Mozu in the battle, all of them died.
After coming to the Demon Territory, Xu Zimo found that the world was covered with darkness.
The ground beneath the feet is crimson, and a magic cloud floats above him.
The earth is full of active volcanoes, and when the whole land is erupted by the volcano, it burns to the ground.
There are very few people coming here, and there are some stubborn magic trees growing here.
Occasionally, a few black vultures screamed with disturbing flying around, landed on the magic tree, and glanced at passers-by.
"Lord, just ahead," Bone Devil pointed to a volcano in the distance and said.
When the crowd walked for more than ten minutes, they came to this volcano that seems to be erupting at any time ~ www.readwn.com ~ The huge volcano is like a giant beast with teeth and claws, with black smoke rising like a smoky sky.
The volcano is red, and you can feel the high temperature when you walk in front of it.
Closer, the space can melt away.
Bone demon walked to the volcano, his hands were sealed, and it seemed to be some kind of very old seal.
A magic word flew out of his hand and directly fell into the volcano in front of him.
Immediately afterwards, I saw a complete eruption of the volcano in front of me, and the explosion of "Rumble" sounded.
There seems to be a big fear brewing inside.
In front of him, a space door appeared.
The three entered the space door and seemed to have reached the interior of the volcano.
Imprinted in the eyes is the endless melt, which melts instantly even if it is steel.
The high temperature of tens of thousands of degrees is generally unbearable.
In the sea formed by this melt, there was a small path spreading inside.
Flames were spewing on both sides, and the waves of flames turned into long dragons, wandering in the melt.
"Your place is a good choice," Xu Zimo said.
"It's not our choice. When the ancestral tree was left here, we relied on the ancestral tree to build a holy place," Bai Gumo explained.
"In order to cover the ancestral tree, the seven-faced adult specially moved to this volcano to hide his eyes and ears."
"No one has been here for a long time," the Seven-faced Demon will say with some nostalgia.
At this moment he seemed to change sides again and became serious.
The three followed the path on the melt and walked towards it step by step.
The melt was fairly vast, and after walking through the melt, a dark alley appeared in front of it.
The three passed through the alley again, and there were countless roads in this alley, crisscrossed together.
Ordinary people will be lost here even if they have passed the melt.
