In the early morning, the morning light was sprinkled, so bright.

Wan Mo Ridge, in front of the cliff.

Yin Hong's blood was stained with red cliffs and was shocked.

The cold wind rises, the dust and sand are flying, and the black eyes of Yan Xiaoyu's dark eyes have been disappeared.

Under the cliff, a Yue Xiaoyu fish lying there. At this moment, at this moment, the cleansing and flawless magic robe has been completely stained with blood, and it is uncomfortable.

Blood, constantly flowing out of the empty heart, the heart was taken away by the earth, and the chest was now only empty. Now there is only one empty hole.

The time passed a little bit. I don't know how long it took. In the world, a deafening roar sounded. Suddenly, in the mountains, the birds and beasts were frightened, and they escaped.

Then, around the cliff, the skin of the skin and eyes appeared, and he walked towards Yan Xiaoyu.

The Western Magic Ridge has always been the ban on the color of the world's hearing. For thousands of years, no one enters can go out alive.

Of course, in the legend, some people also walked out of the Magic Ridge, and got a lot of treasures, one step climbed the sky, and the strength rose sharply.

However, no matter whether it is dangerous or opportunities, everything must be experienced by themselves. It is rumored that there are always false.

Yan Xiaoyu, obviously not very good luck. After entering the Magic Ridge, the opportunity did not encounter, but lost his life.

In front of the cliff, a dozen Zunbaiyan soil seemed to feel the breath of human blood. From all directions, the low roar sounded from time to time.

After a long time, under the cliff, the two white -eyed soil walked a step first, reaching out to grab the Yan Xiaoyan, who had no breath on the ground.

However, at this moment.

Variables suddenly!

Yan Xiaoyu, who had been dead for a long time, suddenly opened his eyes.

Black gas, like fog permeated.

What is even more shocking is that Yan Xiaoyu's eyes show completely different colors. One is dark as dark, and one is bright as the sun.

Two white eyes felt dangerous and instinctively wanted to escape. Unfortunately, it was too late.

The whole body of Yan Xiaoyu broke out, and the power of light and darkness broke out, and the two will be drowned directly.

In the light, a white -eyed soil was quickly grayed. In the dark, another white -eyed soil was directly swallowed.

The next moment, Yan Xiaoyu sat up, glanced at the empty heart, silent, and after a while, he pulled the robe on his body and covered the empty hole in his heart.

Thousands of around, the remaining dozens of the earth looked at humans ahead, and their faces showed fear.

"Light God!"

Yan Xiaoyu raised his hand, and he was full of light and divine power. Then, a landscape fell from the sky, swallowing all white eyes.

In the shocking scene, of the dozen landscapes, a respectful body began to burn. After counting the breath, it was all gray, and the smoke disappeared.

Yan Xiaoyu looked at the scene in front of him, and there was no trace of fluctuations on the cold face.

He knew that if it wasn't for the blood and light and spiritual power in his body, at this moment, he should also become the same as these monsters.

Dirty and stupid.

"roar!"

At this moment, between the heavens and the earth, the deafening roar sounded again, and the horrible sound waves shook the whole mountain.

Yan Xiaoyu was feeling, looking at the depths of the mountains, frowning lightly, but he didn't hold it big. He turned around and walked towards the Magic Ridge.

He is not the opponent of the dark -eyed monster now. It is not advisable to touch it at this time.

After half an hour, outside the Magic Ridge, Yan Xiaoyu stepped out, looking at the sun in the east sky, a gentle smile on the handsome face.

Under the morning light, the power of light and darkness in Yan Xiaoyu's eyes gradually faded away, and after a breath, they returned to their original state.

"oh?"

Just when Yan Xiaoyu walked out of Ten Thousand Demon Ridge.

In the distance, in the Heavenly Mandate Hall guarded by all the halls, in front of the divine throne, the scholar seemed to feel something. He straightened up and looked in the direction of Wandu Ridge, with a look of surprise on his face.

Came out alive.

not bad.

He was not disappointed.

Thinking of this, the scholar came back to his senses and said, "Pray for prison!"

"Palace Master!"

Outside the temple, Archbishop Prairie stepped in and saluted respectfully.

"Send someone to Ten Thousand Demon Ridge to welcome the Son of God back." The scholar ordered.

Archbishop Qi Jing was shocked when he heard the words of the palace master. He quickly reacted and respectfully accepted the order, "Yes!"

After receiving the order, Archbishop Prairie turned around and left the temple without any further delay.

"Light and Dark."

In front of the high throne, the scholar murmured softly, with an interesting smile on his lips.

That's what makes it interesting.

I really want to see what it will be like when the son of light from the Tianyu Palace meets again with the son of destiny chosen by the Confucian leader.

"Darkness and Light."

At the same time, in the small courtyard to the east of Taixue Palace, Confucius looked west, a strange color flashing in his old eyes.

The power of God and the power of Hades actually appeared in the same person, so the Son of God of Light was a blessing in disguise.

Without the power of God, the Son of God of Light would have been assimilated into the underworld by now.

However, can the power of God really resist the erosion of the power of the underworld?

Even the sages of the Taoist generation cannot compete with the power of the underworld. How can the power of God be so special?

The so-called gods are not nobler than humans, and their power is nothing special.

Just like that boy said, so what if the gods are not the only ones who were beaten into disgrace by the sages of the Taoist sect and got out of the world.

Speaking of which, where did the boy go? He couldn't be seen at a glance, and there was no trace of him.

…

"Five elements, the same contract!"

At this time, at the ruins of Ge Zu, in front of the cliff, Li Ziye opened the Five Elements Array for the first time. Five different forces interacted with each other to check and balance the Five Elements Array set up by Ge Zu.

The moment the Five Elements Formation was restrained, in the middle of the formation, Li Qingzhi faced hundreds of underworlds without any fear in his expression.

"roar!"

Black-eyed Mingtu roared and immediately rushed forward.

At the same time, from all sides of the formation, Baiyan Mingtu also rushed over like a tide.

Li Qingzhi stepped forward, drew a line with his sword, and stood in front of Li Ziye.

"You concentrate on breaking the formation, and leave the rest to me!"

Li Qingzhi said something in a cold voice, and the innate Qi all over his body surged, his hair was tied up and dancing wildly, and all his power was gathered.

"The secret blessing of Liujia, the formation of wind and thunder!"

The Nine-Character Mantra of Taoism opens again, with Li Qingzhi as the center, violent winds roaring, violent thunder bursts, wind and thunder forming the formation, and full combat power.

A moment later, Li Qingzhi's figure disappeared, and he transformed into a thunderous body. In an instant, he appeared in front of the underworld army and slashed with his sword, with a force of three hundred feet.

Blood surged into the sky, heads flew up one after another, and then a black rain of blood fell.

The killing begins here.

Over the millennia, geniuses in Kyushu have emerged in large numbers, like shooting stars, drawing bright rays of light one after another in the night sky. Among the countless stars streaking across the night sky, there will always be that one shooting star, blazing like fire, overwhelming all the stars in the night sky.

The stars astonished an era.

Today, the Li family's unparalleled genius has shown such a talent.
Chapter completed!