Kowloon pull coffin

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After the epiphany, Yu Hua's Yin Yang Nirvana Knife was even more destructive, and her heart no longer had any scruples.

How about life, what about death, and how about the extinction of yin and yang?

As long as you have a little obsession in your heart, you will live forever.

Yuhua lifted the knife and sank into the sea of ​​clouds, and nine dragon chants resounded in the sea of ​​clouds.

The roar of the evil dragon bears the wrath of heaven and the despair of all beings.

Po Jun and Tan Lang are very worried about the battle situation in the cloud, but the battle in the sea of ​​clouds is beyond their control.

Even none of the Xiyi powers on the ground had the courage to intervene in this battle.

Reaper is doomed to fight alone, for her own honor and dignity, and for their hope of surviving.

Kowloon is furious, sometimes fighting head to tail, sometimes fighting each other.

Every dragon has the power not weaker than the four spirits and beasts, and when they echo with the Big Dipper Nine Stars array, what they burst out is infinitely close to the power of the heavenly deity.

The gray clouds turned red, and blood rained from the sky, with lumps of blood and dragon scales falling from time to time.

Can't tell whose blood is whose flesh.

With black petals in the rain of blood, the broken ink lotus is a symbol of death.

Kui Gang's body hit the sky and the earth.

Although the battle is in the clouds, it still arouses the echo of the earth.

One after another, the coffins buried deep in the ground broke through the ground, and the decayed corpses pushed aside the lids of the coffins and stood up.

The rotting corpse couldn't see half of its former glory, its rotting face, and its empty eyes.

Walking corpses, bones, skeletons, wreckage.

Xi Yi Da Neng breathed in the smell of death, and soon their bodies also began to mutate.

Some people peeled off their flesh and blood and turned into skeletons, some put on battle armor and turned into death knights, some sang dirges and turned into revenant banshees.

They merged with the undead bodies that broke through the ground to form an army belonging to the god of death.

Different from the army of dead souls in the ancient underworld, this army is all transformed by the spiritual consciousness in the Qi of Xiyi, and it is the army of Xiyi.

The world of Xiyi bears the pain of the universe in the past and represents the sorrow after destruction.

Now the despair is gone, the sorrow has been swept away, and what is left is only endless anger, anger at the way of heaven.

If Heaven had not imprisoned them here, they would have been freed long ago.

Now, death has awakened them and given them a chance for vengeance.

The Xiyi army gathered more and more, and spontaneously gathered behind Po Jun and Tan Lang.

Before Yuhua's future, Tanlang and Pojun were insignificant existences in Xiyi's world, and they didn't care who they were.

But now, Po Jun, who would kneel down and salute the god of death in the early days, has undoubtedly become their leader.

Pojun sensed the anger and determination of Xiyi's army, and the long-lost killing heart was excited again. She is the real Pojun general of the Demonic Dao.

It's just that she is not good enough to be the chief general at all, and her combat power is not even comparable to a weak walking corpse in Xiyi's army.

A moment of hesitation appeared on Po Jun's face. Seeing this, Tanlang Guardian Tianzun said: "You can be ashamed of your combat power, but today's you don't represent yourself."

"Oh?"

"You forgot, to them, Yanhua is the god of death in the early days, and to us, Yanhua is a disciple of the devil. That's why you can be worshiped by her without any harm. Now, the Xiyi army regards you as a general , the most important thing is your status as the general who broke the evil way."

"I understand."

"You should have understood a long time ago, even though we are as humble as dust, as long as we are still demonic disciples, we don't need to bow our heads to anyone, and we will never feel ashamed!"

After a lapse of 3000 years, Pojun waved the battle flag again.

Xiyi's army rallied to respond, and the army's majestic aura shot straight into the sky, turning into pure dead souls and being absorbed by Xihua.

In the cloud, the Kowloon roared again and again, the dragon scales collapsed and flew like rain, and the dragon's blood poured down.

Not long after, the roar turned into a whine, and a headless dragon corpse fell from the clouds.

The evil dragon of the sky, the dragon's body is so huge, it directly shattered the earth, leaving a chasm of heaven.

With the first head, there is the second head.

When the nine evil dragons were beheaded by Yanhua one after another, the clouds in the sky cleared and the fog dispersed, and the bloody Yanhua slowly fell from the air.

He drew his sword and pointed at the giant bronze gate, and said loudly: "Would you like to become a disciple of the Demonic Dao, and follow me out of the Xiyi Realm to fight against the Dao of Heaven?"

The army was silent, and no one responded for a while.

Just when Yuhua was slightly taken aback, thinking that she had miscalculated people's hearts, suddenly the army resonated in unison, and shouted the words she read when she met Po Jun.

"Disciple of the Demon Dao, eternal red."

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Chapter 7 Seventeen

In the devil world, the wind of death is blowing.

The sky was dark and unclear, the blood of the earth's demons was flowing, and there were tens of millions of dead bodies.

The Demon Realm without the Holy Demon Mountain is vulnerable to the Heavenly Dao army. The first to be exterminated are the low-level monsters, and then the middle-level demons and even the strongest demons were not spared.

When the twelve most powerful demons were almost uprooted, blood and tears flowed from Jian Jia's eyes.

At this time, there are only a few demon masters and dozens of high-level demon generals left beside Jian Jia, and there are still many enemies they have to face, including two supreme-level existences.

The Phantom Demon was exterminated, and when Jian Jia rushed over, what she saw was the last smile of the Holy Maiden Xiaolu.

The Entropy Demon Exterminates the Clan, the Night Demon Exterminates the Clan, and the Flame Demon Exterminates the Clan...

The battle unfolded in the bloodiest way from the very beginning, until the wind of death blew across the ancient demon world.

Originally thought that the Heavenly Dao was just a feint, and had other plans, but who knew that the ancient demon world was so fragile...

The reason lies in the loss of the Holy Demon Mountain.

"If the Holy Magic Mountain is still there, many of them are still alive."