Chapter 892: It's your turn

At this moment, Tian Yuan suddenly became windy.
From a distance, I saw the sky above the battlefield, and there was an endless dark magic breath surging, as if it was deep into the extreme night, and it was like a giant beast entrenched in the sky, looking down on the world, inside The roar of roar with countless dark magic breaths, and the roar of panic and anger of the three Supreme Divine Emperors To nine days, and then very heavy, suppressed to the ground below.
That kind of momentum cannot be described in words.
Looking at that terrible power, everyone can only have a feeling!
despair!
Because that kind of power almost surpasses human imagination, it seems that non-human power can resist.
But when the dark cloud was crushed to the ground, suddenly from the ground, there were several dazzling to the ultimate brilliance, the meteor also seemed to go up against the sky, and actively faced the magical endless dark cloud. Compared with the power of the dark cloud, their glory seems a little thin, but it contains a thrilling power!
Rumble!
The glorious sounds crashed into the dark clouds.
It seemed that the sky and the earth were splitting, and from that turmoil, we could see several looming figures. They walked in shape, their magical power was dazzling, they tore the thick black clouds, and captured some of the existence in the clouds. Use supernatural powers to suppress it.
The violent air flow from one end of the sky to the other.
The dazzling magical light shone 100,000 miles to the ground, and it shone like a blazing sun.
At this instant, everyone turned back, unable to look directly at the light.
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Far and near, I do not know how many monks raised their heads, watching this scene stunned.
At the northern head of this battlefield, Mr. Tian Ji raised his face, his eyes were blind, and only blood stained.
Above the South China Sea, the giant tortoise trembles, and the world and the rivers make waves.
Above a certain mountain, the white cat seemed to think of something, and he kept roaring, and his voice was sharp, like a ghost crying.
Donghuangshan Daozi carried his hands on his back and looked quietly at the horizon, the palms of his sleeves were shaking.
His Royal Highness Crown Prince Li Taiyi, the former ninth heavy emperor, slowly lowered his head and said nothing for a long time.
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It took a long time for a long time before the world became quiet.
When I looked up again, I saw that the dark cloud covering Tianyuan's earth disappeared.
Instead, it was a sunny day.
Just above the earth, there was a thick black fog, like some kind of force, rolled over and nailed in one place.
Between heaven and earth, there is a new look, like nothing has ever existed.
There is only a broken mountain and river, with traces like new, recording what happened here.
In the middle of the air, Fang Yuan stood up slowly, blowing in the breeze, blowing him in a green robe, and hunting, and it seemed that he was also somewhat depressed at this time, and he didn't know how many scars and blood were on his body. The robe and his hair were scattered, but he was still standing on the battlefield after all. He watched the clouds disappear, the sun shining back to the world, and the smoke disappeared, and suddenly his eyes were a little sour.
After a long time, he slowly walked down from the sky and walked through this incomplete battlefield.
He picked up a broken silver knife with the imprint of Daleitai on it, picked up a burnt whisk with only one handle left, picked up a cracked Zhubi, and picked up a piece The fragment above the red furnace picked up the iron ruler with only a small piece of iron left, and then went forward, slowly picked up a residual sword, a Jiulongbaoyin, a silver gun, and one Faucet crutches, an iron hammer... He put them away one by one, put them carefully, for fear of pulling down one of them.
Until the end, he walked to the northern edge of the battlefield and saw an old man with eyes. His body was already stiff, and the brush in his hand was still in the air, above the scroll, the ink was as new, and the red was splashing, things Not finished yet.
Fang Yuan took the brush and wrote the result on the scroll for the old man:
"Ten emperors die, twelve elders... die!"
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After writing this, Fang Yuan slowly raised his head and looked towards the sky.
Qingtian is endless and out of sight.
But from that endless sky, Fang Yuan seemed to be able to feel some unknown existence, looking at the world.
And then swept away in all directions, I do not know how many Moxi Lake is boiling.
There are countless dark demons returning from reincarnation, trying to make trouble.
External worries and internal troubles, the world is sandwiched between them, as if the fragile glass.
But somehow, Fang Yuan had a thought in her heart while watching this endless thing.
This thought made him feel so natural!
"The world will never die!"
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Some undercurrents and tides flowed in my heart, rolling and undulating.
He went straight across this battlefield and walked to the east without driving the clouds. Instead, he walked on his feet like this. The laws of heaven and earth all gathered around him. The scenery is like a glimmer of light, like a real fantasy, with some unreal, and he is in the gap between this world, only a green robe, the same color!
In the end, he walked up to a high mountain, here is a strange mountain on the border of Zhongzhou. There are layers of mist in the mountainside, birds in the forest scramble, the western sunset has sunk, and it will fall below the horizon, and this area will be dyed. Slightly red.
A white cat, drilled out of a diagonal thorn, jumped onto his shoulder.
Fang Yuan was immobile, and Ren Shanfeng lifted his robe, just looking at the world quietly, waiting patiently.
Before long, a person came to the east, wearing a white robe and a purple crown. When he came over, the world seemed to be centered on him, constantly changing his focus, and even the weeds on the road approached him. At that time, the head was also lowered by the wind, like a salute.
Donghuangshan Daozi sensed his qi and came to meet him as scheduled.
However, the person who came was not Donghuangshan Daozi. There was a man in a black robe in the south. He was rich and handsome, and his face was elegant, but at this time, his body was full of evil spirits, as if he were a ghost in a ghost, he was strange The extreme appeared at the foot of the mountain, and then disappeared. When it appeared again, the strange extreme appeared on the top of the mountain, looking at Fang Yuan.
Fang Yuan's vitality attracted not only Donghuangshan Daozi, but also His Royal Highness Prince Jiuzhongtian.
Afterwards, there was sword gas roaring in the north. Seven dazzling sword lights seemed to come across the void, standing on the top of the mountain, and the faint dragon chant sounded, revealing seven gas machines like swords and sharp edges. The figure of Bilu is the seven sons of Xijianchi.
Afterwards, the West was vast and mighty, and four people came from Tianma, but they were four disciples under the knees of the Eight Wastelands.
Then, all the arrogance of Zhongzhou arrived.
The three elders of Forgotten Island came over.
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Fang Yuan was on this mountain and waited for one night. On this mountain, many people have gathered, some standing on the top of the mountain, and some gathered in the mountainside. They didn’t say a word, just quietly. Waiting, no one broke the silence at this time.
Seeing that the oriental fish belly was white, Fang Yuan finally raised his head and looked at the people around him.
"This war has already started, and Tianyuan is afraid that there will be no more peace!"
He spoke softly, looking at the world at the same time.
In one night of kung fu, Tian Yuan has changed greatly. If you look down from under nine days, you can see that this huge Tian Yuan seems to have turned into a chessboard, and countless magic breaths have released amazing magic breaths. No matter whether he started reincarnating or how much he succeeded, his dark devil did not hold back at this time and rushed into the world frantically.
The arrangements made by Xianmeng before started to work.
As long as Fang Yuan and others rushed to Youzhou to fight for the Supreme Ten Emperor, Xianmeng came up with a series of things and laid down their backhands. Now that the night has passed, those backhands have been fully urged. There is no other choice for the Datong and the aristocratic families, and they ushered in the Moxi Lake that suddenly broke out, and this was originally deliberately arranged by the Xianmeng to avoid any accidents.
Just like black and white, if they are placed in one place, they must strangle each other!
"It will come sooner or later, so it is better to come later, it would be better to come earlier!"
Donghuangshan Daozi also looked at the world and said lightly: "Xianmeng has left all their arrangements and arrangements in my hands. The battle between the world and the Moxi Lake has been for a long time, and there is only a way to win. It depends on how far we can fight!"
"There are many things that need to be done!"
Fang Yuan opened his mouth in a low voice~EbookFREE.me~ said: "Devil's Edge, Kyushu, South China Sea, Demon Territory, Snowfield, everyone needs to come to meet every place. Someone leads, the dispatch of the fairy army requires someone to lead, all the resources, and someone to mobilize... More importantly, there are those who avoid the world in this world, they must be cut one by one!"
Speaking of a slightly cold voice, there was a murderous intention. After a pause, the murderous intention was concealed, and a scroll was taken out, and said: "This is the devil we derived from this battle. Even weak points can be targeted. In addition, Tianyuan must have new Mahayana monks again, and someone must plan ahead. During the battle with Moxi Lake, more monks must be allowed to grow up. In the meantime, save the strength and make sufficient preparations so that the catastrophe will not be killed after ten years!"
He thought about everything in advance, so he made it very clear.
However, even if he tried his best to think about it, he always felt that there were many omissions because there was too much to do.
"Think about what you can do!"
Fang Yuan didn't continue to talk down, but slowly raised his head and said, "After all, there is no one on us!"