In the Red Land, the headless giant sat casually in the battlefield, and the corpses around hugged each other. This was not because the two sides forgave each other before they died, but because they could only choose to use this method to fight with each other after the weapons were broken and the armor was broken.

Several huge shadows were hanging high in the sky. They were too powerful. The oppression of their bodies and breath alone was enough to make most creatures lose their ability to resist.

In the distance, on the other end of the battlefield, there are dozens of such terrifying figures.

Demon God.

A true demon, not a description.

Most later generations used the word "demon god" to describe the cruelty and terrible nature of a creature, and its roots came from dozens of hideous and huge figures. Their power and violence left too deep memories for the world that after countless long years, the shadows they created were also entrenched in the hearts of the world, which was the ancient fear hidden in the bloodline.

Even in the past, their ancestors defeated the demons and buryed them head by head, and even the Lord was destroyed in this war, for them, fear turned into eternity.

People say... Eighty-one demon gods!

Xing Tian looked at the sky from afar, looking at one familiar face after another, and suddenly became a little dazzled.

He was trapped in memories that were extremely long.

Before his head was cut off, he was also a terrifying demon god who followed the Lord.

Until now, if he had guessed correctly, he was the only creature who had witnessed the oldest and most brutal war in this secret era.

All dead.

No one is spared.

The Lord lost this war and died.

The two emperors won this war and also ushered in the end of their destruction.

Extremely ridiculous.

Only after everyone died did someone wake up and say that this war should not start, their enemies should not be each other, and their spear tips should not be pointing at each other.

But dead people cannot wake up, right?

He was cut off his head but did not die completely. Xing Tian is not like this now. His body is no longer pure flesh and blood, but the unwillingness of the ancient demon gods after the death of Jiuli tribes. The headless man waved his gang to wait on this ancient battlefield. He would not fall down, never.

Because if he falls down and dies, no creature can guard this land, which also symbolizes that the demons of Jiuli really disappear from history and turn into a few insignificant dust in it.

The shadow of the demon god came to the top of the battlefield at this moment without realizing it, and its huge body enveloped the blood-colored sky. Xing Tian was stunned. These figures were not actually coming because of his remembrance. The demon gods would not do this, nor would they think so. If they knew Xing Tian’s remembrance, they would even laugh because of it.

Death on the battlefield and in destiny fighting is a perfect ending for the demon gods, and there is no need to remember them, because their shadows have long been passed down in later generations with the enemy's fear.

The trembling feeling of the ground brought Xing Tian's thoughts back to the present from the ancient times.

The mountains in the distance were shaking, and red light visible to the naked eye spread out from the top of the mountain, like a sea of ​​blood-colored clouds blooming like flowers.

A familiar figure stood on the top of the mountain.

The golden thick armor, the ancient runes covered with blood were dyed with blood, and the terrifying murderous aura rushed, and the blood light was shining. At this moment, even the three pairs of pupils of the giant were scarlet, and the dark red arcs overflowed from the corners of their eyes.

"Dong--!"

A dull sound.

The two arms on the right side of the Golden King held a long red copper spear. The heavy blunt weapon at the bottom of the spear hit the mountain, and the layers of sound diffuse with this point as the center.

A sea of ​​blood-colored clouds emerged, and the clouds floating in the sky were like the reappearance of ancient ferocious beasts.

He breathed, and a lot of mist blew out from the tip of his nose.

It enveloped his huge body like fog.

"Finally..." Xing Tian, ​​who looked at the top of the mountain, murmured.

After tens of millions of years, even he felt tired, some creatures picked up the red copper spear. The headless giant slowly stood up. He was walking in that direction. In the reflection of the bloody sky, his figure overlapped with an ancient and noble existence. The boundless evil spirit spread, spreading between the sky and the earth, accompanying his breathing, causing the life and death of sentient beings to rise and fall.

But in the extremely noble existence, there is not only the red copper long spear in his hand.

After realizing this, Xing Tian's fanatical and dazed gaze suddenly faded.

"Not after all."

"No matter how similar it is, it is just similar." He said.

Walk around.

Walk down from the top of the mountain and above the terrain.

Every step you take, your feet will sink deep into the soil. The long spear is too heavy, and it will sink to the corresponding rune. After successfully calling, you need to hold it with both arms. You can't move with one arm alone.

The dull and loud noise hit the terrain.

The living people hidden in the corners were exploring in that direction, and they did not dare to say anything disrespectful. They knelt on the ground, and their heads were close to the ground. But the living was happy, as if they could sense the vibration with their heads as a great favor.

"Dong!" Stopped, and smashed the long red copper spear on the ground with both arms.

Xing Tian looked at the patterns on the long spear in silence.

"He used one hundred and one hundred extremely ferocious beasts to dye them red, and used one thousand and one thousand divine iron essences to cast them with sharp light..." He paused for a long time, "The final fruit of killing with ten thousand and one thousand is contained with gods."

"The world calls it... Blood Sword, and it destroys the Eight Desolations."

He stared at the weapon that was feared by the world and laughed, "The Lord doesn't like this name, so he calls it 'Red'."

"There is no more warfare, and it is called "Red" most of the time. It's just that my subordinates reminded me that warfare should have a vicious reputation to shock the enemy. Later, the name "Baohuang" was created."

After Xing Tian said that, he turned around and walked along the terrain, and followed him.

"This is the carrying thing of this terracotta land. If you can, will you still leave?"

"I didn't come for this." A quiet voice.

"For the owner of the Five Elements Tool?" Xing Tian laughed.

The headless giant waved his hand.

"Jiuzhou does not have the aura of the supreme external world that you mentioned. If it is really as you said, then the supreme external world occupy the body of the Crown Master of Jiuzhou and comes here, I will know, but nothing is there."

"I can't find people in the depths of the starry sea. I'm dead long ago. I can exist. You can see me because of this battlefield. If the Supreme is in the Jiuzhou, I can tear off His robe and pull off His crown, but He is not there."

Seeing that the slut had never spoken, Xing Tian showed displeasure.

"Why do you think I will lose to that thief? Hahaha, they are all remaining bodies, just simple actions! This is Jiuzhou, this is the place where the demons die!"

"He didn't come?" Frown.

"Who knows?" Xing Tian spread his hands. "Okay, boy, it's time for you to leave!"

"This terrain is not the old residence of living creatures like you."

"Leave!" Xing Tian turned around, and the pair of eyes on his chest shone brightly!

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"Dong--!" A muffled sound shocked the birds in the mountains.

"Dong--!" The second muffled sound, and the spirits looked up blankly.

"Dong--!" The third muffled sound, a sea of ​​blood-colored clouds swept through, and a huge shadow shattered the thick clouds!

This king with endless majesty walked out of the terrain and stood among the mountains.

The runes on the long blood-colored spear climbed and restrained their murderous aura.

The dark hole appeared behind me, and he raised his long spear. Slowly, the blood-colored long spear became illusory. Finally, he let go, and the long spear in his hand also turned into nothingness.

Where is the Bingfeng?

The scrutinized his eyes to the peak where Bingfeng was originally located, and the peak was empty and there was no sign of people.

But the next moment, the relaxed nerves suddenly tensed up!

The muscles hidden under the heavy armor can burst out in an instant!

A manic and cold wind surged from the mountains, lowering the trees. This was not the wind belonging to the 100,000 mountains! The spiritual consciousness spread and filled the surrounding space. He was the king of the 100,000 mountains. On this land, just one thought can easily extend thousands of miles.

In the sky!

He looked up and saw a huge shadow.

That was... a red arm covered with red scales!

The figure in a mysterious suit sat in a giant claw, looked down at him, and his golden eyes narrowed slightly.

Buzz —!

Behind the slut, a crack in the Yufa appeared out of thin air, and a mysterious green shadow flew out.

It's the Zai Tian Ding!

And that shadow is the deer king on the Zaitian Cauldron!

The void trembled slightly, and another arm stretched out from it, holding the Zaitian Cauldron in his palm.

The arm on the right side subconsciously grabbed the hole spread beside him. The load-bearing device carved on the bottom of the long blood-colored spear had appeared, and the ferocious beast entrenched on it had cracked its hideous mouth.

He had already grasped the pole of Jinbahuang.

The intention to fight almost turned into substance in mid-air.

The next moment, two figures disappeared from the spot and collided in the air! The blood-colored spear collided with a ray of light, and the roar of gold and iron shook the fields. The space above the mountains rippled, directly cutting off the peaks higher than the ripples. In an instant, the blood-colored sea of ​​clouds surged, and the falling blood rain flew backwards!
To be continued...