Dark Civilization

Hearing Bai Yijun's slightly doubtful words, Ye Chen frowned slightly, and looked at the dark night scene outside the porthole of the spaceship. The thick fog in the sky covered the bloody full moon, and the ground was covered with a layer of black snow. In the middle of the night, the sky quietly came to the evening. 【 】

Perhaps only the ancestors know about this. Ye Chen sighed softly, then with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he held Bai Yijun's little hand tightly, and said, Let's go back to the Hui people first.

Yijun noticed that his little hand was being held, and his cheeks turned red.

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Yanshen Mountain.

Earth Temple.

A blushing blood moon slowly emerged from behind the thick fog, emitting a strange and hazy blood-colored moonlight, covering this mysterious mountain entrenched in the night.

Within a light-year around this mountain, there are no big cities, but small towns. The technological power in the city is not strong, the prosperity is acceptable, and there are no powerful gods. Even the nearest small town to Yanshen Mountain, The strongest people live in it, and they are all only high-level gods.

However, at this moment, a person appeared like a ghost in the courtyard where this high-level god lived. The figure of this person was silent, like a ray of breeze in the night, standing gracefully in the desolate corridor, and his back was slanted by the corridor eaves. The bloody moonlight stretched extremely long on the high-quality sandalwood floor, like a devil in the dark, with an unknown smirk.

Ji Zangchuan just stood in the corridor like this, looking at the metal-enclosed room in front of him, with a charming and handsome smile on his lips, his clear and flowing black hair dancing like an hourglass in the night wind, his white hair Porcelain-like cheek skin, half in shadow. The other half was covered with a layer of bloody moonlight, which seemed a bit mysterious.

His deep gaze seemed to penetrate everything. He could even see the high-level gods who were cultivating in the metal-enclosed room in front of him, and he smiled. It was like walking in your own house, walking towards the metal closed door in front of you, and then, it penetrated in like a wisp of light smoke. It seems that this indestructible door is just an illusory projection.

Borah is cultivating the magic power in his body with his eyes closed. He is the deacon elder of the twelfth temple of the ancient Babylonian civilization. He is currently stuck in a bottleneck. He only needs a trace of miraculous power to help him break through from a high god to a god. The peak gods can be deacons and elders from the next level. Become an elder of the Honorary Elders!

Although these two are both elders, their status is completely different. He secretly felt a little anxious. He had been a high-level god for many years. There has been no breakthrough, and tonight he plans to attack again. He completely concentrates his thoughts in his body, and he has no perception of the outside world. He knows that absolutely no one can enter this carefully forged training room, even elementary school students. God Emperor, no way!

hum~

When he gathered all his strength to make an impact. But it failed again as usual, and there was a familiar buzz in his mind. It became blank, and it took a long time to recover. He sighed heavily from the bottom of his heart. Although he failed many times, each time he was filled with a touch of loss and frustration.

He shook his head, recovered a little while sitting, then opened his eyes, ready to stand up and wash off the dirt on his body, but suddenly his body froze and became motionless, his eyes were full of indescribable horror and fear, looking at Looking at the smiling, slender man standing in the darkness in front of him.

You, you... His throat moved, but he made a hoarse voice like sand rubbing.

It failed. Di Zangchuan walked out of the darkness, with an elegant and luxurious smile on his lips. Although there was no light in the training room, his whole body seemed to be shrouded in a layer of starlight, dazzling and dazzling, What a pity, you His aptitude is really poor, and it should be considered a miracle to be able to succeed. His expression was very regretful.

Who are you? Borah's voice seemed to be strangled by the devil, and it sounded very uncomfortable.

Ji Zangchuan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and his snow-white eyes seemed to have a strange magic power, staring at Borah's eyes, Tell me, who is the Lord of the Earth this year?

Bora's pupils gradually became dazed, and he muttered as if possessed by a demon: The Lord of the Earth, it's Cang Dao...

Cang Dao? Di Zangchuan thoughtfully, then asked, Is Cang Xue in the Earth Temple?

Cangxue...is the ancestor of the Earth Lord...

Oh? Di Zangchuan's eyes became brighter, Which generation of the earth god is that Cang Dao?

The 21st generation...

So that's how it is. Ji Zangchuan withdrew his eyes locked on Bora, looked back at the thick fog and dark clouds on the skylight in the house, his eyes shone like a layer of white snow, Time flies so fast... Based on this calculation, Cang Xue should have passed away for a long time. His voice seemed a little fiery and boiling in the darkness, with a faint smell of blood.

Then, he glanced at the comatose Borah, with a cold and arrogant expression, and a slight sarcasm in his voice, After so many years, it still hasn't changed, and it's still the same trick, spreading some small towns around, raising so many powerful people. Weak and humble micro-organisms are planted with spiritual seals in their bodies, and reproduce through the mother's embryo. Generations of human beings have such spiritual seals in their bodies. Once they fall within a light-year radius, the spiritual seals will touch the spiritual light in the air System', and then check the intruders through the Goddess of Wisdom in the temple, hehe...

He smiled softly, turned around and walked towards the dark metal closed door behind him. The moment he turned around, the body of Borah who was unconscious behind him melted like ice and snow, and the muscles and blood all over his body, like a burning candle, quickly It turned into a sticky blood-colored mucus, which slumped on the ground, leaving only a white skeleton.

Cangxue is dead, what else do I have to be afraid of... The figure of Ji Zangchuan appeared above this small town, standing in the dark night sky, the soft and cool breeze brushed the leftovers of his clothes, It fluttered slightly, like a god of death in the dark, overlooking the entire town.

Then, he slowly raised his hand.

Press down gently, like pressing on the invisible air, and like stroking the lover's skin.

A faint misty breeze was blowing towards him, and the air was mixed with a few wisps of faint blood. He smiled lightly, and his two rows of snow-white teeth looked extraordinarily bright and cold under the shadow of his face.

Then, his figure flashed slightly and disappeared out of thin air.

After a while, the thick fog on the starry night slowly opened the curtain, revealing the blood-red moon, and the strange and cold light shone across the entire small town. This town, which was originally a little noisy, became silent at this moment. A dead silence like a lost voice.

The moonlight shone on the ground like snow and frost, and on the streets of the town, along the bottom of the doors of thousands of households, there was a sticky scarlet blood slowly flowing out. On this dark and windy night, full of Treacherous and gloomy.

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Yanshen Mountain, in the Earth Temple.

The sharp and ear-piercing siren rang like a tear from the central system, affecting the hearts of countless people, causing the elders, deacons, and hall masters who had entered the quiet night to rush over quickly—because , the Lord of the Earth Palace issued an emergency summoning order.

In fact, anyone who has worked here for a long time knows that if they hear the alarm sound from the central system, they must rush there as soon as possible without calling, because the central system has not issued an alarm in countless years that are too long to remember. Sound, the closest time was 70 million years ago, the dragon soul beast from the abyss canyon of the dark world tore through the space crack and came to the jurisdiction of the Earth Temple. That battle became an epic, fierce It was indescribable and recorded in the annals of the temple.

And in that battle, the then 19th generation Earth Hall Master fell on the spot!

When the alarm sounded, the entire Yanshen Mountain quickly recovered from the silent night. The sentry, who was still a little sleepy, was immediately alarmed. The blood all over his body seemed to flow backwards, and he looked around nervously, as if his heart had been stabbed. The thread is tightened.

In the hall of the temple.

The bright lights shone on everyone's face, reflecting their pale complexions, and a haze accumulated on everyone's brows. Most of them sat silently, and some whispered Discuss and exchange.

Hall Master has arrived— Suddenly a soft voice resounded throughout the meeting hall.

Everyone stopped in an instant, and stood up from their seats like a conditioned reflex, their bodies stood upright like a javelin, and they were as stiff as if they had been acupunctured.

In the warm air, there seemed to be a faint fragrance, as if there was the sound of petals falling. Not far from the door, a nine-headed dragon wearing golden armor with fine golden engravings protruding from its chest , the fine scales are like sharp blades, reflecting the cold light.

The man walked very slowly, but in a blink of an eye, he appeared at the door of the meeting hall, and in a blink of an eye, he sat on the Golden Dragon Throne at the top of the meeting table.

See Lord Hall Master!

Everyone lowered their heads and bent their waists, their voices were pious and respectful.

The man in the golden armor just tapped the table twice with his index finger, and everyone sat down one after another as if their acupoints had been loosened.

Do you know why I asked you to come here? The soft and magnetic voice of the man in golden armor, like warm spring water, echoed in everyone's ears. His eyes were only looking at the table in front of him. The door at the end of the godwood table, and the dark night sky beyond.

In the faint words, everyone was silent for a while, and after a while, a fat man stood up, cupped his hands and said respectfully: Return to Lord Master, I just learned from the intelligence department that my Earth Temple headquarters In the warning area, someone sneaked in and brutally killed seven or eight towns within a minute, killing 640 million people. No one was injured or injured. It can be seen that only Alone, and very powerful!

The rest of the people knew that this fat man was the deputy director of the intelligence department, and they couldn't help frowning when they heard him say this number, feeling a little heavy in their hearts.

In the dead silence, the fingers of the man in the golden armor tapped the table lightly, slowly and with a strange rhythm, as if tapping on the hearts of everyone, his elegant and warm voice sounded softly, There are more than one person coming It is powerful, it should be considered a monster...

Chapter 13, The Great Holy War, Chapter 111, Bloody Night

Chapter 13, Great Holy War, Chapter 111, Bloody Night, Arrival