The Universal Plugins For Online Game Chapter 939: The world is in chaos 13

In a pavilion, there is a Taoist priest who looks like an old man, dressed in a gray Taoist robe, in front of him, there are two identical Taoist boys, Zhong Lingyuxiu, the smoke is lingering, the tea fragrance is coming from the pavement, the ancestor of Ming He is somewhat Doubtfully, he glanced at the Taoist in front of him, and sat down without hesitation.

"Fellow Minghe, since you have come here, the old friends must have all passed away, right?" The old man gently picked up the cup of tea in front of him, and said lightly, in his eyes, There was a faint gleam of gloom in the blink of an eye, and it was not his fault that he would go his own way, and how could an old friend who would harm him die with him?

Ming He quietly looked at the gray-clothed Daoist in front of him, and doubtful eyes flashed from the corner of his eyes. The gray-clothed Daoist had white hair and beard, wrinkles appeared on his face, and his whole body was almost completely cut off from life. It is possible to pass away, which makes Styx somewhat incomprehensible.

"Our creatures are born to be nurtured, breathe out the aura of heaven and earth, absorb the essence of the sun and moon, transform into shape, and achieve a good fortune. /

Ming He and the gray-clothed Taoist sat opposite each other, Ming He's face was flat, and he couldn't see what he was thinking. In front of him, the gray-clothed Taoist's eyes fell into the memory of the past, as if he didn't notice that Ming He's body The killing intent is normal, still drinking tea slowly, and slowly talking about various things.

"These seven golden pagodas were made by many of our friends, working together and spending countless years, just to temper them. When the seven pagodas came out, the heaven and the earth were determined. A prosperous age, all ethnic groups are harmonious, and the world is in harmony.”

"The number of days has been set, and all races will be destroyed. This is something we cannot bear."

"Hundreds of millions of races, what's the sin? Born to raise, give back to the world, but why use their blood to achieve the fruit of others?"

"In order to cast these seven golden pagodas, the **** of artifact, the **** of fire, and the ancestors of ingenuity all sacrificed themselves to make the seven golden pagodas in the heaven and earth."

As if in response to the words of the gray-clothed old man, the seven golden pagodas simultaneously bloomed with golden radiance, sacred and solemn, covering all things. Mysterious and mysterious runes circulated around the pagoda, calming the sky and the earth.

Although this tower was forged the day after tomorrow, it already vaguely contains traces of laws, surpassing countless innate spiritual treasures. The golden tower is reflected in Styx's pupils. The blood-colored robe fluttered, and the blossoming blood-colored lotus flowers appeared on his robe. He stared at the seven golden pagodas, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Looking at Ming He's light-hearted appearance, the gray-clothed old man raised his brows slightly, a little disappointed, then straightened his body, and then said.

"Whether it is the two lich clan or the ancient clan, they are all races between heaven and earth, why can't they get along as equals?"

"All creatures in the heaven and earth are born to be raised, why do they always fight to the death? There are always forces behind them that are driving the battles. Value!"

"If they can grow up, they will definitely leave a strong legacy in the long sky of history and die in battles, which is a pity!"

"The catastrophe of heaven and earth, the root and the source, the third part lies in the sky, and the seventh part lies in the promotion of the strong. If the heaven and earth can be brought into order, and the yin and yang are in order, all ethnic groups can naturally prosper together and enjoy the tranquility of the prosperous world."

Speaking of this, the daoist in gray seems to be radiant, and once again has the former style. In the turbid eyes, there is a strange brilliance flashing. They have fought for this ideal countless times, and even for these, among them Some of the strong men in the world have already sacrificed their lives to sacrifice themselves as kings.

"How injustice is the world, why should those ruthless powerhouses rule the world? Why should all beings fight to the death? Why should we cut off our last ray of hope?"

Two lines of turbid tears flowed slowly from his eyes. The moment Ming He appeared in front of Mount Qita, he already understood that the number of days had been fixed, and almost all his old friends had passed away.

There are some things that he can't salvage. Maybe, in that moment, he also had regrets in his heart. If they hadn't participated in this matter, they would still be able to live happily in the world.

Ming He looked at him with some playfulness. The Taoist man in gray in front of him would never care about these things. In his eyes, there was no right or wrong in the world. He would only choose to follow his heart. , cut off all fetters, and achieve your own way.

Right or wrong, for him, sometimes, it is not so important. Only the strong have the right to speak. The strong slaughter the weak. This is the natural law of heaven and earth. A choice, surrender or death, if you want to be eligible to speak on an equal footing, you must have a strong backing.

Styx understands the rules of survival in his heart. Only when he becomes stronger step by step can he have the right to survive.

Looking at the Taoist in gray in front of him, a hint of pity flashed in his eyes, and it was just pity. He wouldn't go, and for unwarranted reasons, he gave up killing the Taoist in front of him.

Perhaps, without his help, the Taoist person in front of him will be destroyed.

At this moment, Styx had some boring thoughts in his heart.

These powerhouses have done nothing wrong, but their existence will form some variables and affect the direction of the overall situation. Although, just having this possibility, it is destined for them to be destroyed. .

The Taoist man in gray turned to look at Ming He, with a look of relief on his face. Before Ming He came to this place, his soul had been completely shattered, leaving only a remnant of his soul left in the world, reversing the secret of heaven, after all There is the punishment of heaven and earth, and this kind of punishment, when it comes, is not something he can contend with. If he can leave a wisp of remnant soul, he can infer his strength.

Styhe looked at the seven golden pagodas in the sky, sighed and turned to leave. There is nothing to be missed here, and there are no treasures left. The punishment of heaven and earth will erase everything here.

When Ming He's figure reappeared outside the valley, behind him, the Qita Mountain exploded and dissipated between heaven and earth. Since then, there is one less person in heaven and earth, who has the strength to become the strongest. The realm of life.

Shaking the killing thorn in the handshake, the blood of the Styx danced, and the sound of hunting and hunting in the wind, looking into the air from a distance, he could see the boundless killing energy, all kinds of evil spirits, filling the heaven and earth, confusing the minds of all beings , let all beings fall into the boundless slaughter.

"Heaven and earth are not benevolent, only the strong can control their own destiny, and the weak can only be chess pieces. If you want to transcend the destiny of chess pieces, you need to set foot on the peak!" Ming He's voice, firm and persistent, he will use A killing heart, forging a path of his own.

In the Zixiao Palace, Hongjun's eyes were cold, and he slowly opened his eyes. He glanced at the prehistoric world below, his black pupils slowly turned, and he understood that the chess piece in his hand was once again missing.

Originally, according to his calculations, he wanted to properly balance the balance between the two lich clans and the ancient clan, and let this balance last for a period of time to facilitate his layout planning. At this time, it seems that he But it failed.

"The lich is very happy, can this general trend really not be changed?" Hong Jun muttered to himself.

The brilliance flashed from his eyes, the Lich was very happy, for him, it was nothing, but if the Lich was too happy, before he had a chance to appear in the prehistoric world, he would let him He lost the opportunity to lay out, and he will naturally be a step behind to compete with many strong players in the future.

When Hongjun's eyes swept across the Eastern Continent, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. At the very least, he still had one move and was successful.

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Above the Eastern Continent, blood splattered all over the earth, stump limbs and broken arms were everywhere, smoke lingered, **** atmosphere filled the sky, broken walls and chaotic fires, converging into a **** long river, in the sky, Drops of rain fell, washing the blood on the ground, as if there were ghosts roaring and ghosts screaming. This is a battlefield. The ancient city of the past was smashed, the mountains and rivers were pierced, and a tragic and unparalleled war occurred.

The beautiful mountains and rivers of the past seemed to be in silence, the magma surged, and there was no trace of vitality. It was like a natural Jedi, only the ghosts and grievances were rampant, and the sound of neighing was extremely miserable. This mountain has been broken, this water has been dyed red, an Asura field in the world.

Five figures cut through the sky and descended to this place. The evil energy surged, coercing the heavens and the world. The breaths merged into one.

Scenes of tragic battles appeared in front of them. The endless armies of the witch tribe were madly attacking the ancient cities, leveling the mountains and rivers, and destroying the ancient cities. The silhouettes of the great witches flashed in them In front of him, the Five Great Ancestors were expressionless, looking at the changing time and space in front of him.

The art of going against the flow of time, the forbidden art exhibited by the Five Elements Ancestral Witch together, reproduces the past. , suppressing time and space, and fixing the cycle of heaven and earth.

"Bang!"

A violent blasting sound came from the phantom of the long river of time and space, so the fantasy of the picture exploded, like a stone falling into the lake, a wave appeared, and the ripples in the space spread out towards the surrounding areas. .

"Good! Good! Good! Very good! Even the emperor Zhuan dared to make plans against us, the great witch of the witch clan, the king of gods, the emperor of rotation, the sage of the red devil!" Nine fire dragons came from Wu Zhurong, the ancestor of fire. Emergence, the fire dragon swallowed the real fire of Jiu Ming, and Zhu Rong roared with rage, his eyes seemed to turn into flames, and his anger went straight to the nine heavens. Soar and dance.

Beside Zhu Rong, Wu Gonggong, the ancestor of water, has cold eyes, staring into the distance, blue waves appearing around him, on the seemingly calm face, there is a faint meaning. He raised his brows slightly, and spit out a word.

"Kill!"

The killing intent of the Ancestral Witch fills the sky and the earth, sweeping the entire battlefield forcefully, like the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, turning countless ruins into ashes. When the Ancestral Witch is angry, it will inevitably be accompanied by a **** storm.

"Let's go, Zhou Ji's aura still vaguely exists. This time, we will also start killing people!" Behind the ancestor of wood, Wu Jumang, a tree that lifted the sky appeared, coldly A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Hengduan Mountain, let's go!" Hou Tu's pair of smart eyes suddenly opened, and the white hands intertwined, piercing the space, opening a door of space, and heading to Hengduan Mountain, she faintly felt the breath of Zhou Ji. , it should be over there.

In the Hengduan Mountains, the Great Wu Chiyou held a long sword, his battle armor was broken, and the blood stained into scars. He slowly walked forward, his eyes were vigilantly looking at the four directions, and a huge spiritual sense shrouded all around.

"Looking for death!" Chi You shouted violently, resounding throughout the valley.

The long knife in his hand burst out and slashed forward. Four black figures were directly cut off by him. On the long knife, drops of blood slowly flowed down.

"Bang!"

With four consecutive sounds, the four corpses fell to the ground. Chiyou stepped on the corpses and walked forward without caring about the floating corpses under his feet. This is not the first time this has happened. How much do you know, the strong man who killed them, the long knife in his hand, was dyed blood red.

Beheading four people, following his figure closely, Chi You began to move forward rapidly, and after a few breaths, his figure disappeared into the air again.

Not long after Chiyou left, three figures descended here, and the huge aura caused all the creatures around them to fall into silence, without the slightest sound. A heroic man in imperial robes, with a flat crown on his head, his imperial robe squeaks in the wind, his jade sings softly, his eyebrows are wide, and he is not angry. Standing there, it seemed that the heaven and the earth were centered on him. Beside him, a black figure, dressed in a black robe, was

In the darkness, another figure was chubby, with a smile on his face, wearing a gray robe, looking forward, as if there was nothing to move him.

"The Rotary Emperor, Chi You, Zhou Ji, should be hiding in the Hengduan Mountains!" The Taoist priest in grey looked at the floating corpse under his feet with a smile, shook his head slightly, and said.

"King of God's Heart, this time, we have joined forces to kill countless armies of the witch clan, and there is no way out. Only by killing all the great witches will that one protect the three of us in exchange for various opportunities and achievements. The real supreme power of heaven and earth, the prestige of heaven and earth, even if the ancestors are here, there is nothing I can do!" The emperor raised his brows and said aloud, wrongdoing has great benefits, why would they choose to be with the witch? Clan confrontation?

"Hurry up, if you let those lunatics arrive, you won't get the benefits, and it's estimated that you will lose your life." The black figure came out with a cold voice, and the black robe Red Demon Venerable was a little uncomfortable. said patiently.

"Hurry up, join forces to attack, and complete this mission, there will naturally be endless benefits!" The King of Wheels laughed heartily, the supreme opportunity is close at hand, and they have it at their fingertips. This kind of moment, even if it is As deep as he is, it is inevitable that he is a little complacent.

If they rely on their own cultivation and cultivating for hundreds of millions of years, it is difficult to touch the threshold of entering the realm of the strongest. Now they only need to kill the remaining two great witches and complete the task of the one in the Zixiao Palace. , Naturally, they can easily obtain a chance, enough for them to step into the realm of the strongest and look down on all beings in the world.