"Let your deity step into the pool of blood and face everything."

The black figure looked at Jian Fengyun and spoke slowly.

His words were very calm, but Jian Fengyun could hear the complicated emotions in his heart when he said this.

Jian Fengyun's heart is also quite complicated at this moment.

From the language of the Dharma Book of Emperor Taixu, to the desert of the Five Gods ruins, to the tomb chamber of the tomb of Emperor Xuanyuan, and now the fifth floor of the Sky-Devouring Tower.

He saw the records left by the Devouring Heaven more than once, and he predicted and reminded him that disaster had already existed and was constantly approaching.

After a while, his deity stepped on and slowly walked into the pool of blood.

...

There is no time to practice, and Jian Fengyun never expected that thirteen days had passed after he entered the blood pool.

His clone was still sitting cross-legged in the cave of the No. 81 Buddhist temple, and everyone thought he was in seclusion.

However, on this day, the ban around the No. 81 Buddhist temple was lifted.

These disciples who had been training for dozens of days were exposed to the formation of Jiufeng.

They all gathered together and finally checked the information about the ruins of the God and Demon Realm. After reading it, they were about to follow these mentors to the south of the Galaxy Island, go to the mountain connecting the God and Demon battlefield, prepare to enter the God and Demon battlefield, and then step into the God and Demon Realm.

On this day, all the soldiers of the Holy Star Legion and the Dawn Legion were mobilized to set up defenses within the Galaxy Island, and the entire Galaxy Island seemed to have entered the most severe moment of defense.

Of course, many forces in the galaxy also landed on the galaxy island.

Standing on the Gods and Demon Peak, you can vaguely see the powerful men from all sides escorting the geniuses in their clan coming.

Rumble!

Amid the delicate thunder sounds, above the sky of the Gods and Demons Peak, there were sounds of breaking through the sky, and thunders spread out from the void, hundreds of them.

In the thunder, countless strange phenomena rose and thunder roared.

Standing at the top of the Gods and Demons, looking at the void covered with thunder, it was like thousands of troops galloping. In the depths of hundreds of thunders, bursts of star beasts were heard, the fog rolled, and clouds covered the sky.

There were dozens of ancient star beasts flying in the clouds and fog. The star beasts were carrying a warrior on their backs, as if a god had returned and was coming out of the depths of the thunder. There were waves of thunder sounds, like tens of thousands of troops coming together.

Those star beasts were some ferocious beasts recorded in ancient times, all of which were scattered and extremely ferocious. Among the group of warriors who were riding on the star beasts in the middle, someone was responsible for carrying a divine flag. This flag stood up in the thunder, making a sound in the wind, and was powerful.

Countless thunders intersect, runes gush, and laws manifest themselves, as if they were descending to the gods.

When the thunder was weak, it can be seen that there were three big characters written on the divine flag: Yaqi!

"There are actually geniuses in the Yaqi clan. I think there are not as few people who have entered the gods and demon world as if they are on the surface."

"Of course, there is no limit on the number of people in the ruins of the gods and demons. Whether you can enter is not a matter of a word from the senior management of Xinghe Island."

"With that being said, the competition within the ruins is probably very large."

"So what, everyone depends on their ability. As long as they step into the ruins of the gods and demons, the Galaxy Island will not be able to take care of it."

...

At the top of the Gods and Demons, some people from medium-sized forces who arrived early, looked at the strange phenomena in the sky and started to talk.

At this moment, a strong wind suddenly erupted from the wind of the gods and demons.

Respect—

I saw a sharp cry coming from the clouds not far away, but I saw a group of purple-clothed figures coming in the air. It was one of the ancient holy places of the demon clan, Qingqiu Holy Land.

Zheng!

Another sound of swords sounded, and the people from the Dao Sword Saint Land also came here.

As soon as the people from the Dao Sword Saint Land arrived, a burst of flames burned up in the sky. The Golden Crow Ancient Clan, one of the eight demon tribes, drove an ancient Golden Crow treasure ship across the void. There were terrifying figures on the treasure ship, which was astonishingly over the sky.

...

Then, strong men from all forces continued to escort their geniuses and prepare to enter the battlefield of gods and demons. The scene was very spectacular.

"Old man Cang, why are so many forces alarmed? In theory, a mere ruin of the gods and demons world would not alarm the existence of the Yaqi clan at the level."

Above the Galaxy Valley, Elder Wen stood beside Dean Sheng, staring at the Shenmo Peak not far away and spoke.

"The astrologer predicted that there are things in the gods and demons that will affect the future trend, so the only old things that remain in the galaxy can't sit still. They took out some things and asked me to give me some places, but I couldn't refuse." The light flashed in the eyes of the Holy Dean Elder, and he spoke.

"Influence the future trend?" Elder Wen was stunned and then said, "Then won't we interfere?"

"If you don't interfere, the future will be in the hands of young people, not in our hands. In Hexi for three hundred years and Hedong for three hundred years, everyone will be in charge of the general trend. As long as the various tribes of the Galaxy are immortal, they will be worthy of the ancestors of the human race, the martyrs of the Galaxy Island, and ourselves." Dean Sheng spoke slowly, with a little fatigue in his vicissitudes of tone.

The reason why Galaxy Island is still as safe as it is now is because he is still there.

If he is gone in the near future, what will the Galaxy Island look like? Whoever holds the banner will bear the responsibility and pressure, so he has already seen it.

Of course, if he was hundreds of years younger, he might not have been so indifferent, but unfortunately there was no if.

He was leaving, but he couldn't keep it even if he wanted to.

"Old man Cang, why do you say that? Are you..." Elder Wen widened his eyes and looked at Dean Sheng beside him, vaguely guessing something.

"That's right, my old bones are almost gone. There are talented people in the world, and the Yangtze River is pushing the old waves. I just hope that when I am still here, I can see a person who can control the general situation, whether it is the people from the Galaxy Island, the demon clan or the spiritual clan, it is all good." Dean Sheng spoke.

"Aren't you already broken into the quasi-emperor? How could that happen?" Elder Wen was unwilling to believe it, and his old face trembled slightly.

"Breaking the realm and entering the quasi-emperor, haha, the way of the divine emperor is harder than going to the nine heavens, what you see may not be true. Do you still remember the secret technique in the deepest part of the Star Pavilion? Let's see it." Dean Sheng turned around, smiled at him, and then slowly walked towards the bottom of the Galaxy Valley.

Elder Wen's body trembled, and when he looked at the hunched figure of Old Man Cang, his eyes turned red.

He knew that the secret technique in the deepest part of the Star Pavilion was to sacrifice the life span and soul, in exchange for a year when his cultivation level broke through a small realm. A year later, his soul was scattered, his body turned into dust, and he returned to heaven and earth.

In a year, most of it has passed, and it is almost done after the ruins of the gods and demons come out.

It turned out that he had made all plans long ago, no wonder...

On Elder Wen's wrinkled old face, his turbid eyes were already red, and a wisp of turbid water slipped down at the corners of his eyes.
Chapter completed!