Chapter 625 The final sign-in reward, the source of the six paths!
Human Path!
After the white-robed woman said these three words, a dazzling purple light suddenly burst out from Mu Qiu's chest, and a square box with blood-colored runes carved on it suddenly floated in the air.
The Box of Ghosts!
After containing the power of the Hungry Ghost Path and the Animal Path, the Box of Ghosts has a clear perception of the power of the Six Paths!
It can even be said that the Box of Ghosts has been gradually built into a divine artifact that contains the power of the Six Paths!
"So that's it, the carrier of the world's order and wisdom..."
Mu Qiu was not surprised by the identity of the white-robed woman.
Staring at the delicate and exquisite face, Mu Qiu sighed secretly.
The real power of the Six Paths has no entity, and Chi Xiaoxiao is just a container that carries the Human Path because of her special physique.
Man is the spirit of all things, and is also the creator of social order and rules.
The Human Path is the collection of all wisdom in the world, and naturally favors humans, the most intelligent race of all things.
Or, the white-robed woman transformed by the Human Dao made him travel back to a thousand years later, perhaps with the idea of saving mankind.
Perhaps it was because he changed too many causes and conditions after traveling to the end of the world, so he was forced to travel through time and space again to correct the causes and conditions?
A beam of light flashed in his strange blood-red eyes, and he looked up at the white-robed woman in front of him and said teasingly:
"Then, let me see what my last sign-in reward is?"
The dark white space seemed to be swirling like a stream, and the white figure gradually disappeared in Mu Qiu's eyes, and his vision gradually became clear from blurry.
The ethereal voice of the system sounded in Mu Qiu's mind:
"Ding——"
"Congratulations to the host for successfully checking in at the Eternal Night Capital and unlocking the reward——"
"The Source of the Six Paths!"
Indistinctly, Mu Qiu saw the ancient door surrounded by white mist again.
Unlike before, the six chains wrapped around the door slowly loosened at this moment, and the ancient door opened, getting closer and closer in his eyes...
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Outside, the sky was dark, thunder and rain intertwined, and all kinds of unusual phenomena in the world intensified in all continents.
Fire rain fell from the sky, and countless meteorites wrapped in flames fell from the sky like a volcanic eruption, and large buildings collapsed under the falling of flint.
Tornadoes rose up in the valley out of thin air, and the violent storm tore the roots of the surrounding plants and lifted the ground. In an instant, the dense jungle turned into a wasteland.
A large amount of cold air gushed out of the polar cave, and the condensed ice spread in all directions like a wave.
There were continuous space shatters above the sky, revealing the empty and endless void below, and the creatures of all races on the ground were swept into the void.
The sky that flickered was like a huge monster opening its hideous eyes to overlook the world.
The earth cracked, floods surged, the swamps surged, thunder roared, and the strange beasts in the wilderness also felt the crisis of heaven and earth and began to flee subconsciously.
And it was the source of all these strange phenomena, the capital of the Eternal Night in the Central Continent, which had long been reduced to ruins.
One by one, the decayed bodies turned into ashes and dissipated, and the desperate souls struggled and roared in the gushing sea of blood.
The black spells flying all over the sky were like the butcher knife of the god of death, swaying the souls of every living being...ŴŴŴ.
A gray-black figure walked in the ruins of the sea of blood, and black curses and bloody souls kept wandering around his body.
That figure was like a sign of ominousness and death, announcing the horn of doomsday to the whole world.
"Damn it, he can't continue!"
Xue Qianya stood in the air, her eyebrows were furrowed, and her face was solemn.
As a rare Daoyuan-level powerhouse in the world, she had a particularly strong sense of the origin of heaven and earth.
She could clearly feel the life in this world was rapidly draining away!
If this continued, the whole world and all the creatures in it would perish!
At the edge of the sea of blood, Luo Xiuwen, riding a skeleton warhorse, waved the Thunder Sword and commanded the Night Clan army to attack the walking black shadow.
However, whether it was the amazing magic attack or the sword and axe of the powerful magic weapon, or the continuous arrows, they were useless to the black shadow.
All the attacks were swallowed up by a gray-black light shield the moment they approached the black shadow. The strange energy light shield was like a bottomless abyss, swallowing up all the living energy from the outside world.
The thousands of troops composed of the Night Clan army rushed towards the black shadow in unison, and in an instant, they swallowed up the black shadow and the sea of blood.
But in the next second, their bodies were infected by the black spell, turned into ashes and disappeared without a trace.
A white figure flashed frequently in the void, breaking through layers of space.
Ji Youfeng's hands turned into claws, tearing out sharp space blades, and projecting them like javelins. The surrounding space was like rolling up raging waves, and the fluctuations were violent.
But even the sharpest space blades in the world lost their all-pervasive characteristics when facing the gray-black light shield, and they were decayed into nothingness by the dark energy before they could get close.
Xue Qianya bit her lower lip tightly, and just as she was about to squeeze out the few life and death sources in her body, a strong wind suddenly surged behind her.
Xue Qianya, who felt something in her heart, flashed in the air, and several thin blood lines behind her cut through the sky, rolling up waves.
She turned around and looked, and in the sky not far behind her, there were dozens of terrifying figures in red robes——
Twelve Sacrificial Immortals!
The nightmare that had just launched the sneak attack let out a creepy and crazy laugh:
"How can you disturb our respected master from eating?!"
"Asshole."
Without time to give more orders, Xue Qianya was forced to lead a group of first-generation owl kings to fight against the alien envoys.
Behind the Night Clan army, Ye Fanyin stood pale among a group of human reinforcements, looking at the ruins around her, and looking up was the sky that was constantly breaking and getting darker.
She subconsciously clenched the jade pendant hanging on her chest, but heard a crisp sound.
The completely dim jade pendant was completely shattered as soon as she exerted a little force!
Ye Fanyin's eyes were blurred for a moment, and then her clear eyes became firm. She looked up at the sky, as if she had made some secret decision.
At the same time, the Daoyuan-level battle in the sky became more intense, and waves of terrifying pressure pressed down, but were absorbed by the black spell in the blink of an eye.
"Hehehe~~ It seems that your Lord of Eternal Night has abandoned you. Why not give up resistance and return to the arms of our Lord..."
The clown escaped from the barrier of the space blade and the sandstorm cage, and his body turned into a blood line and flashed into the air.
Although one of his arms was torn off by the space blade, the clown's face was still full of crazy smiles.
But in the next moment, the smile on the clown's face solidified:
"Oh, really?"
"I don't remember raising such a talkative bug at home..."
The magnetic voice came from the other side, and the clown's head also drew a blood line from the center of his eyebrows.
The whole body was split into two halves. Behind the split body, a domineering figure wearing dark red armor stood in the air, with such a familiar smile in his evil eyes, looking down on the world...
