The immortals and gods stood in the clouds, and they stepped on the sea of ​​clouds, and the galaxy was above their heads.

These huge and boundless figures cast their eyes at strange visitors. Li Xi'an's body swam between them, and it seemed small, like a red snake swimming in a lake. If Li Xi'an wanted to judge the size of the immortals and gods standing on both sides of the starry sky, they might be comparable to the stars running in the universe. Similarly, this place is too quiet, as if it was coming to the depths of the universe. Li Xi'an could clearly hear the friction of his scales, which made him feel even more illusioned of coming to a quiet universe.

But this place is not the universe.

This is another world opened up, and its essence exists based on the nine provinces.

Li Xi'an felt the breath of this space. This world probably existed a long time ago. Its existence time is farther away than the filthy occupying the body of the immortal god. In other words, this space is the original heaven, where the real gods are located, but after they passed away, the filthy occupied it.

The ancient heavenly court is home to the reflection of the ancient immortals and gods, so the filthy chose here and called on the creatures on the earth to step into it and become false gods for them to drive them. The filthy is like a parasite, parasitizing on other powerful creatures, revealing them with more powerful and extreme power, but they themselves are vulnerable.

Li Xi'an has killed countless filths. Whenever the filth fades away from the parasitic body, they no longer have the chance to make a last fight with them.

How did the ancient heavenly court be established and why did the immortals and gods disappear?

Li Xi'an's arrival in this era cannot touch the answers to these questions.

But that doesn't matter to him.

He went this time just to destroy them.

The immortal god above the galaxy stared at the red dragon. Li Xi'an could feel the bizarre sights swimming on his body and explore, but these golden flames were ignited in an instant.

The immortal god did not move.

They are not like those heavenly soldiers and generals who have their own ability to move, and even show very little consciousness. This image is closer to the livingness of the so-called gods. The livingness left by the ancient heavenly court at the establishment, and the filth will not build these things that symbolize civilization and enlightenment. They will only swallow and corrupt, and their living bodies are sealed here, and their identity can only be used as gazers.

Just like a big star that has not produced a spirit, it has been a long life, and billions of years of time has been circulating the established trajectory until it perishes in a blooming fireworks, turning into dust and gravel floating in the universe.

Li Shi walked past them quietly.

This is a road, the road to the depths of the heaven.

There was no murderous intention on the road, but he couldn't know what would be waiting for him at the end of the road.

Even Li Xi'an himself did not notice it. He was following his instinctive action at this moment, like the hunting he had performed when he first knew the world, turning into a red snake. He had never learned it, but it was engraved in his blood to guide him as a guarantee for his survival.

The red dragon swam across the sea of ​​clouds, and he was very sensitive to the changes of certain stars in the sky.

The changes of dozens of stars are projected as keys, opening up the darkest secret of this world.

Li Xi'an stopped and entrenched his body.

There is no magnificent palace everywhere as described in the legend, nor is there any overflowing clouds, and even the sky is dim. In this empty and boundless space, there is only a huge arrow and a divine bird nailed by arrows.

The arrows were pitch black all over the body, and the arrows were thick like stone pillars that reached the sky. The sharp and heavy arrows pierced the chest of the divine bird and penetrated under the sea of ​​clouds in this space. The entire space was filled with the blood of the divine birds. These bloods gathered into a river and flowed in all directions, like a blood-colored spider web covering the world. On the bank of the Blood River, countless tall and slender figures bowed, picked up the blood, and drank it all in one go.

On the wings of the divine bird, there are iron nails on the nails later. It is not enough to leave blood on the chest of the arrow wound. They need more, so a new river channel is opened up on the wings of the divine bird to let the divine blood flow out.

Just one scene, Li Xi'an knew what the sacred bird was.

Ten kinds of Zhoutian...feathers.

The filthy heaven uses the blood of this feather as food, and the ten kinds of blood rivers have become the breeding ground for its mortal enemies. The body of this feather is much larger than that of Li Xi'an. If he spreads his wings, it may not be a covering of the sky, but a covering of the starry sea. In the gap between its wings, Li Xi'an caught a glimpse of the fragments of the star falling from a high place. This should be an extremely ancient ten kinds of sex, an elderly man.

When Li Xi'an was silent, a slender human figure stood up by the river of blood, and they all looked at the red dragon on the edge of the space.

"Ten categories?"

"There are actually ten kinds of people who can get here?"

"Scale-like real dragon... Oh my God, this breath..."

"He is so fragrant..."

"I can't wait to tear him apart... He smells even more fragrant than this syllable feather..."

Next to the Blood River, slender human figures stood up one after another. Their faces were covered by masks and were wearing wide robes. Even the ends of the robes were dragged to the ground even when they stood up. As they began to walk, they left snake-like traces on the earth made of the sea of ​​clouds.

The figures were crowded with people, and they began to walk towards Li Xi'an.

A strange rhythm echoed in this space, and the golden flame surrounding Li Shi'an was extinguished. He looked up and the rhythm came from the surface of the arrow. The runes flashed for a moment, suppressing his spirit.

It's just an arrow, and after killing ten kinds of things, it can create an inability to do so.

Li Xi'an slowly swam in the air, looking down at the greedy human figures running towards him, they were boundless and surging like a tide.

"Can't you not be able to do without spirit?" The dragon lowered his head.

It seemed that they felt the spiritual energy surrounding the Red Dragon disappeared, and the slender human figures' eyes became more unscrupulous. They looked at Li Xi'an, rushing towards them like looking at the delicious food on the dining table.

The scales of the red dragon dissipated.

This is a scene that has never been seen in this world. The leaves of the late maple forest end with the wind. The young man stood under the maple leaves and held his sword.

The eternal and quiet sky suddenly changed color, the galaxy disappeared, and endless red flames burned, reflecting the young man's face. The flames shone out his shadow outline, half in the dark, half in the bright, and the halo flowed out while holding the sword.

The next moment, the crowd swallowed him up.

The next moment, the crowd was divided, and Li Xi'an stood there, and the splashed blood stained his clothes red.

The sword body of the Dust Sword can no longer tell whether it was the original appearance of the sword or the soaked blood.

The tide receded, and where Li Xi'an walked by were broken corpses.

The human figures were frightened.

The unscrupulous suppression seems to be useless in this creature. The other party only needs to hold a sword and swing the sword to reap their lives!

Li Xi'an looked at the black crowd and looked at the thick blood flowing down the sword. With a wave of his arm, the blood on the sword flew out, leaving only the patterns on the eight-sided sword's body emitting a glimmer of light.
Chapter completed!