The Universal Plugins For Online Game Chapter 983: The Second Ancestor

In the depths of the starry sky, tragic battles are going on all the time. Four ancient monarchs pick the stars and take the moon, fight for the stars, and the powerful ones are like the only God between heaven and earth. After crossing the starry sky, it even affects the powerhouses in the prehistoric world.

Vaguely, like two divine dragons of luck, they collided violently in the air, shaking the entire starry sky. In this case, powerful creatures could not immerse themselves in the cultivation, and their minds were not condensed. They all walked out of the cave, looking at the starry sky in the distance, seeming to be confused and floating.

At the edge of the Western Continent, a holy mountain with demonic qi rises to the sky, standing on the earth, connecting the sky above and the earth's dragon veins below, like a huge dragon coiled, each huge water chestnut, They are all like the scales of the dragon, shining with cold light, and the vicissitudes of the ancient times are coming, as if there are immortal gods living here.

This is a sacred mountain that has been passed down through the ages. It must have had an unparalleled almighty life. Every piece of land exudes strong fluctuations. Every sacred tree is luxuriant and thick. Even some rattans are as thick as the mouth of a bowl, and the vicissitudes and loneliness of the ancient times are staged here.

The mountain has peaks, which are divided into three parts. Each peak is straight into the sky, piercing the sky and the earth. There are ancient formations guarding this land. It is majestic and majestic, with infinite power and splendor, and no one can really look directly at it. Looking at it from a distance, there is a breath-taking aura that makes people worship, and the natural majesty is revealed.

The brilliance of the divine and the magical are merged into one, and the dragon of luck floats in the air. If a strong person opens the eyes of the sky, he can see this wonder, and it will definitely be shocking. A sacred mountain, just to build a palace, a holy place.

The breath of killing is mixed with tranquility and peace. The ancient holy place has no more breath of life. This is the place where Demon Lord Luo Hu once lived. With supreme supernatural powers, the Demon Sacred Mountain was created by sacrifice. .

Even if the Demon Lord falls, no strong man has ever killed the holy mountain. No one knows how many earth-shattering killing formations are scattered here, and even the king can be killed directly.

Thinking that the Demon Lord is coming to the prehistoric world, no one can stop his edge. Even after his death, he has the power to deter the ages. Although it is only a demon born from the twins of Hongjun, it also has a different strength. No one knows how Hongjun Daozu did this step, and he could have such a powerful clone.

Each Demon God has his own secrets, and his innate magical powers will not be easily revealed to others.

The fall of the demon master, the overthrow of the demon sect, and the fact that the demon ancestors could not even fall into the hands of the twelve ancestor witches. To this day, the remaining two demon ancestors have never been born, and no one knows what they are thinking in their hearts. Something, or planning something, hidden their traces in the ancient holy mountain.

The Heavenless Demon Ancestor, the Wuxin Demon Ancestor, the two Demon Ancestors were all powerful men who dominated one side of the world in the past. Countless years have passed, and no one really knows what kind of realm their strength has reached. , inheriting the unparalleled magical powers of the Demon Lord Luo Hu, sweeping across the eight wastelands.

At this moment, in the holy mountain, on a steep mountain, the two demon ancestors sat opposite each other, as if they were arguing about something. Behind the Wuxin Demon Ancestor, even the Wuxin Pillar appeared, and the divine pillar penetrated the sky. The earth, intimidating the world and the ten directions, the unparalleled magic power is earth-shattering, the black robe is hunting, and his expression is a bit ugly.

The Heavenless Demon Ancestor sat quietly cross-legged, as if turning a blind eye to the Wuxin Demon Ancestor's actions. He sipped tea quietly, and a clean and peaceful breath came out from his body.

This is to cultivate the magical powers of the devil's way, adhering to the cause and effect of killing, but at this moment, the Wutian Demon Ancestor has completely removed the sullen and **** aura, like a cultivator who has sat cross-legged and realized the Dao in ancient times. The power of supernatural powers has long been freed from the shackles of magic.

The incomparably powerful aura emanated from the body of the Wuxin Demon Ancestor. He was like an unparalleled demon king. He came to the prehistoric world, and the demonic energy was so great that it even disturbed the dragon of luck in the sky. His eyes were dead. Staring at him, the Heavenless Demon Ancestor in front of him seemed to be really acquainted with his own brother for the first time.

Since the ancestors of the Unable Demons passed away, the two brothers have depended on each other for life, connected by luck, and concentrated their efforts on cultivation. Now they both have a fortune and have achieved their own supernatural powers. The eyes turn and look through the gap of time and space. Zu even saw that the twelve ancestor witches were fighting in the Eastern Wilderness.

His eyes instantly turned bloody, and an endless cold light flashed through him. He would never forget that his elder brother died at the hands of the ancestral witch. This hatred is higher than the sky and deeper than the earth.

When it comes to talent, the talent of the Wuxin Demon Ancestor is definitely far surpassed. The reason why his two brothers have never surpassed the cultivation base is because they have always been sheltered by the two brothers and let him Never concentrate on practice.

Everything has changed. The eldest brother passed away and the master died in battle. He just woke up in the dark, immersed in cultivation, and even without fear of various dangers, he cultivated the magical powers of the devil with one heart.

"Second brother, do you really want to stop it, I'll take revenge for the elder brother?" Wuxin Demon Ancestor said in a deep voice, his eyes looked at Wutian Demon Ancestor who looked a little indifferent, his eyes showed a ray of sadness, the devil is ruthless, and he Originally, his eldest brother could not be brought up by Demon Ancestor, and even Wu Demon Ancestor existed in his heart like his father.

Ancestor Wutian put down the teacup in his hand, looked at his younger brother in front of him, smiled slightly, and said softly just now:

"Third brother, the time has not yet come, the lich's **** of the prehistoric world has already become a foregone conclusion, the decline of the ancient clan is now, and your shot at this moment will not only fail, but may even kill you!"

The Heavenless Demon Ancestor, who is proficient in various secret techniques, is like a wise and wise leader. He can see through reality and see the essence at a glance. With a stroke of his hand, two rounds of golden suns are fighting in the air, and they have even appeared. Now, the imperceptible deviation is this one deviation, which makes Wutian Demon Ancestor firmly believe that the two lich clans can finally win the final victory.

The decline of the ancient clan made him immediately think in his heart. At the time of the ancient times, his master who reigned over the heavens and the earth finally failed.

Let your magical powers be unparalleled in the world, and your mana will be overwhelming.

A look of sadness flashed across the eyes of the unintentional demon ancestor, and he said in disbelief:

"Could it be that the Zuwu will always be allowed to wander freely and not avenge the elder brother? I would rather die in battle than suffer this kind of pain forever!"

The expression of Wuxin Demon Ancestor is a little crazy. Countless years of sublime cultivation have already made him obsessed. When Wutian Demon Ancestor's expression moved, he stretched out his hand, and a black lotus flower fell, covering Wuxin Demon Ancestor.

"Third brother, you must understand that in this world, there will never be a long-term victory over Jiuchang, whether it is the ancient clan or the two lich clans today, it is impossible. Once the two lich clans Falling down, the two of us, brothers, join forces to attack, we can definitely kill the ancestor witch, avenge the big brother, but the hatred in our hearts!" The eyes of Wutian Demon Ancestor showed the brilliance of wisdom, and he shouted loudly, his voice was like a twilight drum and a morning bell. Zhong Dalu.

The Unintentional Demon Ancestor's expression was shocked, as if he had realized it in an instant. The Unintentional Pillar behind him turned and disappeared behind him, and there was no trace of him. He opened his eyes and said:

"If that's the case, then let the Wu clan be free for a while, and in the future, I will definitely slaughter hundreds of millions of Wu clan and vent the hatred in my heart!"

His voice was full of slaughter, without any cover up. The Unintentional Demon Ancestor cultivated the Unintentional Pillar and condensed a demonic heart, just to kill the Ancestral Witch. This was his obsession.

"Luck is like a dragon, fate is like a sun, the way of fate is mysterious and unpredictable, and no one can really predict what will happen next moment!" There is a sense of grandeur on Wutian Demon Ancestor. , At this moment, he is like the real ancestor of all demons, not a cultivator who is lying quietly and cultivating.

"If there is no accident in this battle, other strong men will join the battle, and the fall of the ancient clan will be in the present!" In the heart of Wutian Demon Ancestor, there is also a sense of sigh. He never thought that the power is like the ancient one. Clan, the nine imperial clans stand on top of each other, there are countless ancient clans, and there are even more powerful ones, and they will be defeated unexpectedly.

Looking above the nine heavens, he seemed to see a shadow covering the entire prehistoric world, leading the entire world to move forward on a predetermined trajectory, mysterious and powerful. In the haze, he seemed to realize, The fate of the entanglement, the future of the Lich, will certainly be bleak.

Thinking of this, Wutian Demon Ancestor's heart couldn't help but sank. Let your supernatural powers be unrivaled. After all, you can't escape the movement of heaven and earth. The hand of all, is it not fate?

Each of the supreme powerhouses in the heavens and the earth has the strength to penetrate the sky and the earth, and the means are even more fierce and fierce. It is extremely difficult to kill a supreme powerhouse, that is, a powerhouse in the realm of heaven.

The way of fate, as soon as one's anger dies, life and death cannot be controlled by oneself. Perhaps, the fall of his master, the devil, Luo Hu, is like this.

"My brothers, we still need to be patient. Once we both step into the realm of the strongest and condense our own Dao laws, we will have the opportunity to control our own destiny, at least I have the qualifications to fight the changing situation!" The Heavenless Demon Ancestor's expression flashed a complex line, looking at the entire prehistoric world, there seemed to be six huge chains that sealed the sky and locked the earth, and the luck was integrated with the entire prehistoric world. The world is immortal, and they are entitled to eternal life.

"One day, this seat will come to that step and look down at the ants in the world!" Ancestor Wutian thought to himself, and he couldn't help clenching his fist tightly.

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In the depths of the starry sky, the three-hundred-year battle has already caused both sides to break the real starry sky, and even extend the battlefield to a deeper level.

The resounding bells rang continuously throughout the starry sky, and the three-legged golden crow embracing the bronze bell stood in the sky.

The wings are like covers, and between the stirrings, they control the stars in the sky, all for their own use. The blazing sun fire is constantly shooting from Jinwu's body. Every ray of the sun is like the real sun. The descending divine flames that destroy the world can burn even the space, the laws can be destroyed, and the divine power is infinite.

Donghuang Taiyi turned into a golden sun, and struck the bronze bell in his hand. Above the ancient bell, a statue of ten thousand demons bowed their heads. The breath of the big demon shook the entire starry sky, fighting the Snow Saint alone, and pieces of snowflakes fell from the sky. This scene shocked the eternal sky.

East Emperor's wings are floating, the stars in the sky are like a meteor shower, densely packed, pressing against the opposite Snow Saint, the Snow Saint in white holds the snow mountain with his hands, like an ancient giant god, holding up a starry sky, hunting in white, and even dyed with silk The blood-colored traces are as powerful as him, and they also have to face it with a solemn expression, Donghuang Taiyi in the starry sky.

The constant power of the stars allows Dong Huang Taiyi to unscrupulously urge the treasures in his hands, bringing the power of the Chaos Divine Bell to an extreme. starry sky.

Chaos Clock, one of the three treasures that opened the sky, is known as the first treasure in the sky and the earth, and is honored among the innate treasures, and no one can stop it. In the hands of Pangu, he was a legend who once suppressed Chaos and was known as invincible.

The Divine Bell is immeasurable, although Donghuang Taiyi has never really refined the Chaos Clock. He motivated the power of the entire demon clan in an attempt to reverse the divine bell and make it a real demon clan sacred artifact.

The stronger the cultivation base, the stronger the sense of crisis in Dong Huangtai's heart, as if it came from the Chaos Bell that accompanied him.

Shen Zhong Qingming, when the head is covered, it accommodates the entire starry sky and presses against the snow saint. It seems that he will kill the snow saint in one round. In the starry sky, the three-legged golden crow is the eternal powerhouse. It is wrong to stand on the starry sky, even if it is , as powerful as Donghuang Taiyi, it is absolutely impossible to continuously ring the Chaos Bell.

With the help of the star power of the starry sky, Donghuang Taiyi was able to keep knocking it continuously. The Donghuang bell in his hand, Donghuang Taiyi wanted to keep this divine bell in the demon clan forever. The same is true for changing the name of the divine bell, known as the Eastern Emperor Bell.

The ten thousand demons move in unison, tearing apart the sky. At this moment, Xue Sheng's expression is calm and firm, the snow mountain in his hand flies out, and the breath of ancient vicissitudes spreads from it.

This is the first time the Snow Sage has used his own treasure, and he has been with him.

An ancient kingdom of gods emerged, and goddesses bowed their heads and worshipped the Snow Saint. The Snow Saint was like a real saint, absorbing the power of all beings, mobilizing the treasures in their hands, white divine light emerged, and the entire snow-capped mountain instantly turned into a hundred Ten thousand feet in size, standing in the ancient kingdom of God, the snow saint flutters in white, like an immortal god.

"The heaven and the earth have changed, only I will live forever!" Xue Sheng pointed to the sky and the ground with one finger, uttering the Dao Mantra, piercing the sky, and holding a piece of pure white and crystal snow in his arms. Contains the strongest power, eternal breath.

The Great Dao seems to be fading, the starry sky seems to be disillusioned, only a white and crystal snowflake flutters in the air, deducing the existence of the Dao, the hexagonal rotation, like the law of heaven and earth, mysterious and mysterious power, running in it, even if it is Donghuang Taiyi, who incarnates the three-legged golden crow, can't help but feel certain in his heart, and the moment is eternity.

"Broken!"

A loud shout came from Xue Sheng's mouth. His reputation was as high as the sky. His divine power shook the stars and disillusioned the entire starry sky. At this moment, Xue Sheng finally showed his supreme power.

The ten thousand demons were disillusioned in an instant, only the divine bell fluttered in the air, and the six-petal snowflakes of pure white and translucent fell above the bronze bell, as if to suppress this treasure. The power of the tyrannical Tao was constantly turning, forming The whirlpools even contain the power of the stars.

"Clang!"

A crisp bell sounded, and Dong Huangtai instantly recovered his expression, urging the divine bell to compete with the power of the Tao, and the huge golden crow of the three clans simultaneously mobilized the power of the stars, turned into a grinding disc, and crushed the snow saint. direction.

"Taiyi, the real powerhouse cannot be defeated with one or two treasures. Otherwise, there would not be so many powerhouses with innate spiritual treasures during the ancient times. Only by condensing themselves The only way is to sever the Heavenly Dao and condense the Dao!" Xue Sheng's expression was solemn and solemn, and his fingertips turned various forces. This is the real Dao's power, and only the strongest can understand it. Existence, a strong finger, pierces the starry sky, kills Dong Huang Taiyi, this finger, contains the destructive power, enough to kill any semi-sacred monarch.