The Daxu in the dark is both quiet and lively. For those who do not have the strength to hide in villages and ruins, if they have strong enough strength, the night in the Daxu will be very lively.

Walking in the dark ruins, you can see all kinds of strange scenes, encounter countless unpredictable things from gods and ghosts, and if you are destined to be able to enter wonderful worlds. Of course, it is still unknown whether you can return alive.

The big ruins that night were particularly charming. The blizzard had just stopped. Where there was a bright light, you could see thick snow balls hanging on the branches and leaves, wrapped in silver.

The sky suddenly became extremely bright. Many creatures in the big ruins raised their heads and looked at the sky. The dark sky suddenly had many bright colors.

This color is not a normal light, but a light formed by the explosion of magnificent magical powers, illuminating the darkness.

As if the darkness has its essence, even though it is forced back by these lights, it will surge up after each retreat, filling the blank space.

The light changes, the more strange it becomes. The creatures in Daxu see the stars flying and moving, fighting each other in the sky.

The stars in the sky are very strange. There are eighteen stars in front, two stars behind, and the stars in front are walking, while the two stars behind are chasing behind and harassed.

Whenever the eighteen stars stopped and were about to encircle and suppress, the two stars ran west again. The eighteen stars did not chase, but the two stars chased after them again, harassing them again. The eighteen stars chased, and the two stars fled with all their might.

After repeated incidents, the eighteen stars were dragged down and it was difficult to truly expand.

Beside the campfire in the ruins below, the guardian elder looked up at the scene, and a glimmer of hope arose in his heart. The purpose of the Demon Patriarch and Taoist Ling Jing did this was to hold back the gods of the Gods and not to conflict with them head-on. If you do so, you might still have hope of survival.

Suddenly, stars in the sky dimmed and disappeared from the sky.

The elder of the Dharma Protector sank. It was the trace of the gods who had hidden themselves, luring the ancestor of the Demon and Taoist Ling Jing to come. As long as they come, they would fall into the encirclement.

"Don't go..."

The elder of the Dharma Protector became nervous and grabbed his collar, as if he was pinching his heart, staring at the two moving stars in the sky.

"Don't get close, don't get close! Run--"

The two stars seemed to hesitate when they moved. Suddenly, the two stars also dimmed and did not emit any light.

The sky became dark again, and they all hid their traces.

The guardian elder's eyes were beating, and his heart was beating, and he became more and more intense and nervous.

Everyone hides their traces, groping and searching in the dark, which is the most dangerous at this time. The Demon Ancestor and Taoist Ling Jing are patient and are definitely not as strong as the other party. The other party can wait or leave. The Demon Ancestor and Taoist Ling Jing must not wait too long. They must confirm whether the other party has left!

Finally, a little starlight lit up, and only one star emitted light.

The next moment, the sky suddenly boiled, and all kinds of strange magical powers suddenly exploded, submerging the star, flying dragons and phoenixes, bell towers and cauldron towers, and various strange shapes, which were dazzling.

The power of these magical powers added a hint of bright color to the dark sky. The darkness around was dispelled in an instant. Eighteen great gods and demons could be seen in the air, with either sacred or hideous faces. Their limbs were strong, illuminated by the light of magical powers, and various rune textures appeared.

The one who was under their siege was Taoist Ling Jing, and the ancestor of the Demon was not among them.

"Daoist Lingjing is the bait!"

The elder of the Dharma Protector was shocked. Taoist Ling Jing, who was a bait, was afraid that he would die. No one could survive the siege of the eighteen gods and demons.

Taoist Ling Jing’s purpose is to use his own sacrifice to lead out the eighteen gods of God!

The eighteen gods were drawn out to give the Demon ancestor a chance to attack them!

Taoist Ling Jing is extremely powerful and is also a powerful figure back then. He even dared to compete with the village chief for the title of No. 1 in the world, but he failed and lost a finger.

However, if we talk about the ability to attack, he would not be able to do it.

The teleportation clothes and teleportation flag of the Heavenly Demon Sect is the best way to attack. He led out these eighteen gods, and the Heavenly Demon Ancestor took the opportunity to attack them, which may cause them to severely hurt!

"Lingjing's Eight Methods!"

A shout of magnificent mountains and rivers came from the air, shocking: "From now on!"

The elder of the Dharma Protector looked up and saw the final situation of Taoist Ling Jing. His eight methods of Ling Jing were no less than the village chief's sword map, but it was useless to face the attacks of the eighteen gods.

He just bloomed his most proud unique skills, just like a painter who poured ink and calligraphy and painting to display his talents, just like a literati and poet who could write articles. He wanted to leave his mark and leave his own shadow in this world.

At the same time, a big banner rolled, and the figure of the ancestor of the Heavenly Demon appeared behind the gods and demons, killing these gods and demons.

The banner was swept, and his figure seemed to appear around all the gods at the same time, attacking all the gods at the same time. In just a moment, he injured more than a dozen gods and demons.

There was a roar of thunder in the sky, and when the sound of magical power explosion came, there were countless attacks in the sky. The fluctuations of magical powers came, making the air sometimes warm and sometimes biting cold. Hurricanes blew down from the sky, and the ice and snow melted soon, and the snow quickly became ice and snow.

The teleportation flag of the ancestor of the Demon was broken and destroyed by the terrifying magical power fluctuations. He also had the teleportation clothing

The elder of the Dharma Protector looked up and saw blood rain falling in the sky, and the blood rain drizzled and gradually became heavier.

The twenty moving stars in the sky were dim, and the star was shaking. Suddenly, in a violent impact, the star extinguished and fell from the air.

Taoist Ling Jing is dead.

The guardian elder was sad, only the ancestor of the Heavenly Demon was left, and he was still fighting. Even if he was proficient in the seven chapters of the Great Education Demon Sutra, it would be difficult to change the result of this battle.

In the ruins, the guardian elder did not look up to see the battle in the sky, but stared at the flames next to the bonfire, and unconsciously put firewood into the fire.

The flames were getting higher and higher, and the fire became bigger and bigger, but he couldn't notice it at all.

"Why is it so cold this winter..."

He was trembling with cold, and he added firewood without any sense of consciousness: "What's wrong with this fire? It's so cold no matter how it burns, so cold no matter how much it burns..."

Another star in the sky was dim. Suddenly, the star exploded again, and it was so gorgeous that it illuminated the sky.

"The creation is full of gods, and the yin and yang are divided into darkness and dawn!"

A cry that splits the darkness came, which was so exciting and shocking.

when--

A melodious bell sound came from the sky, and the bell sounded from all directions, and then the bell sounded hoarse, and the creation of the bell was already awesome.

The light in the sky gradually dissipated, and after it exploded, it was the darkness that slowly invaded.

Finally, the star fell.

The elder of the Dharma Protector buried his head and stopped talking.

He was waiting for dawn to collect the bodies of the two old men.

In the sky, the eighteen stars paused for a moment, and then went straight to the east.

Daxu, Shenduan Mountains.

At the peak of the snow-capped mountains, the mountains are as sharp as a knife, covered with snow, and dragons are flying close to this place in the sky.

The wind was strong, blowing the beards and manes of these dragons backwards.

Si Yunxiang beside Qin Mu was contacting the young ancestor with her own eyeglass. The saint of the Heavenly Demon Sect was stunned and suddenly said to Qin Mu: "The ancestor said that he will not come back. He said, you don't have to miss him."

Qin Mu was stunned for a moment, Grandma Si turned her head and quietly wiped her eyes.

"This old guy left earlier than us."

The village chief was stunned and sighed: "He is still impatient."

The Shenduan Mountains ahead are getting closer and closer, and their eyes are leaping over the Shenduan Mountains, and the Daxu is shrouded in darkness.

There, starlights moved in the sky, approaching this side.

"Mu'er, stop on the mountain!" the village chief said suddenly.

With Qin Mu's order, dragons slowed down and soothed their bodies. The dragon claws clamped the mountain range like a blade and stopped their bodies. The dragon's mane was flying, the dragon's body was strong, and they grabbed the Xuanji crossbows on the mountain.

The snow is white, and the mountains are black. Some of these dragons are white, some are black, and some are red, and some are blue and other colors. The dragons bloom with precious light. It is the light that bursts out when the natural rune marks on the dragon clan flow, reflecting the snow into other colors.

"This battle is here."

The village chief looked around and said, "What do you think of here?"

King Kun looked around and said, "It's very good, it's just a little cold."

Tuxing Peak jumped off the dragon's back, tightened his clothes, and muttered: "This ghost place is still so cold, and it is still warm under the ground. Qin Renhuang, if you go to the underground world of our Tuxing tribe, you will definitely open your eyes. The underground world of our Tuxing tribe is full of jade glass, and thick crystals are hung on the dome of the underground, with hexagonal, eight-ringed, and flowers clumping together. The fire of the magma is shining, which looks very beautiful. There are many plants growing in the magma underground, which tastes great, and the entrance is like a hot wine, spicy throat, but the aftertaste is long..."

"Stop talking."

The Tengshe on Xuan Shengwu's shoulder swallowed and said, "I'm so greedy that you said."

Tu Xingfeng looked up at the flying stars, grabbed the sharp-horned hammer, and murmured: "I don't know if there is still a chance to go back to the ground and take another bite. There are still fire fruits in our underground world, the fruits of the earth's magnetic energy, and the taste..."

The village chief looked at Qin Mu and said, "Mu'er, take these dragons and your little wife down the mountain. There is no business for you here. Remember to collect the body tomorrow."

Qin Mu nodded, summoned these dragons, and took Si Yunxiang, Hu Ling'er and Yan Jingjing down the mountain. In the sky, the stars were getting closer and closer.

"We want to watch them fight for Yankang?"

Si Yunxiang was a little unwilling to accept it: "What can we do? Can we really not do anything?"

"We can go to Daxu!"

Qin Mu's eyes flashed and said, "We can go and find the sun ship, the moon ship! The only problem now is that this darkness blocks the way! However, we have a big bodyguard. Where is the Dragon King Yongjiang?"

"The Dragon King is here!"

Under the Shenduan Mountains, the river water churned, and in the dark a giant dragon rose from the water, coiled around the river, lowering its huge head: "What are the lord's instructions?"

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