I woke up after 300 million years

In an instant, Chu Jingtian's body expanded like an inflated ball, his flesh and blood turned dark black, his limbs were completely invisible, and his face also changed in a non-human direction.

Demon God compatibility: 97%, 98%, 99%.

Two tears flashed across the corners of Chu Lan's eyes, and she whispered sadly, "Daughter, I'm sorry."

The next second, she took out a six-diamond-shaped black crystal, and a dazzling dark golden light burst out. The endless dark energy turned into black lines and was absorbed by Chu Jingtian.

Demon God compatibility: 100%.

Pfft!

Pfft!Pfft!

The sound of the powerful heartbeat once overwhelmed the sound of the battle in the ring. The monks who were fighting for the Heavenly Cauldron in the void subconsciously stopped attacking, stopped fighting, and stopped breathing. Everyone looked at the ugly and disgusting black flesh. Black mist a thousand times thicker than ink spread.

The black mist rose and filled every corner of the Fairy Palace, causing it to get dark!

The black mist fell in thin lines in all directions, forming a cage to trap the beasts in the sky-covering formation.

The old Wen Renyi Dao held his breath and looked at the sky, and said in a panic:

"Something's wrong! It's so wrong! This is a dead end. This crazy woman Chu Lan wants to trap and kill us all!"

"What happened to the Fairy Palace?" The seventh elder of the Sword Sect was trembling, with a fearful expression, and cold sweat on the palms and backs of his hands. "Palace Master Mo Qingwu is careless, and the First Elder Chu Lan is crazy. The monster he created gives me an unspeakable feeling. The sense of death is simply not something that humans can contend with!"

"No, we can't stay any longer... Jian Cheng, Jian Xi, protect your junior brothers, let's evacuate immediately!"

"Seventh Elder, I'm afraid..." Jian Cheng pointed to the black line at the edge and shook his head solemnly, "We can't escape. My intuition tells me that we can't touch those black lines, otherwise we will definitely die!"

A demonic beast in the Ten Thousand Demons Hall at the edge of the sky-covering formation stretched out its claws and touched the black line.

A pitiful roar resounded through the clouds. This tiger-like beast underwent a mutation similar to Zhang De's. A pair of sticky wings grew out of its back, dense eyes appeared on its face, and tentacles sprouted from its abdomen.

This scene was naturally watched by the powerful men from all the major forces, and they all gasped.

"It's so scary! Is it a virus? Whoever touches it will die?" the charming soul flute said in a heavy tone.

At this moment, black lines pierced into Chu Lan's body.

She lost control of her limbs. Except for her mind and mouth, which could still move, the rest did not belong to her. She could only freeze in place, her blood-red eyes filled with fear, and she screamed:

"No! Daughter, I am your mother, you can't hurt me! Go kill them! Kill them!"

"Put me down! Let me go! I'm your mother!"

Any struggle was in vain. Those black lines were sharper than blades, easily cutting through Chu Lan's chest and devouring the internal organs and bones, like a greedy "child" eating.

At this moment, at this moment, Chu Lan understood clearly and was completely desperate.

She roared, she roared, she shouted.

"The secret sect, you are plotting against me! This is no longer my daughter! You..."

The heartbreaking sound stopped suddenly, and Chu Lan was absorbed, leaving nothing behind.

The black flesh ball that gained energy expanded rapidly, and soon reached a size of 12 meters. Then, the black lines turned into countless black hairs, and the flesh ball showed the human outline, gradually becoming a human shape.

This man had his eyes closed, and each of his facial features was so delicate that he had a pair of horns on his head. He stepped barefoot on a platform made of black lines, and had a dark and evil halo on his back.

He is 12 meters tall, and his whole body is covered by a classical black robe that does not belong to this era.

After three seconds of silence, he slowly opened his eyes, and the world near the Fairy Palace became darker.

Everyone was as quiet as death.

No matter Wenren Yidao at the peak of Kaitian, or Black Dragon Aotian at the later stage of Kaitian, or the older generation of strong men from the other side, no one dares to look directly into the eyes of the demon god, and the oldest and most primitive emotions surge, This emotion is called "fear".

Everyone did not dare to breathe, and the stalemate lasted for 2 minutes. They found that the monster was motionless, and then they communicated.

"Chu Jingtian? Demon?"

"Damn it, I was tricked by the Fairy Palace!"

"Absolutely extraordinary means, definitely not a monster we can resist!"

The weak cultivators could not suppress their inner fears and tried to regulate their emotions by talking to the people around them. Their breathing became slightly disturbed and their spirits became unstable.

Mo Qingwu didn't have time to think about the death of her parents. She stared at the monster and said:

"The devil!"

"Master..." Yun Ni tugged on Mo Qingwu's sleeve, too timid to speak loudly.

Some monks with soul-burning cultivation had dull eyes. Because they were too close, flute-like murmurs sounded in their ears, and their thoughts were controlled.

"Everyone, stay away from this monster!" Wen Ren, an angry scholar, reminded Shen Dantian.

Taking this opportunity, Gu Chen reached out to grab the Tianding and ran away after getting it.

"Asshole!" Qian Xi scolded angrily, following closely behind. She didn't care whether it was dangerous or not. In this situation, getting an immortal weapon to protect his body would only make it safer.

Soul Flute secretly smacked his lips, "Old guy, you're trying to fish in troubled waters!"

The Asking Heaven Cauldron was snatched away, and the older generation of strong men dispersed in a hurry, leading their disciples to retreat to the edge of the sky-covering formation, not daring to touch the black line.

"What should we do? Run away? Or fight?" Black Dragon Aotian looked at Wenren Yidao and asked for his opinion.

Wenren Yidao shook his head bitterly, "Escape? How do you think you can escape? The monsters in your Ten Thousand Demons Palace immediately turned into monsters when they touched the black line. You sensed carefully that the ground was also wrapped in black lines, forming a round ball with no dead ends. It’s impossible for us to escape from the Fairy Palace. I don’t know if this is an extraordinary person? Or some kind of creature?”

"To untie the bell, you must tie the bell..." He turned his head and looked at Mo Qingwu, who was wearing a long white dress.

Jian Zong, Jian Xi hesitated for a moment, covered his chest and walked towards the woman, asking:

"Aunt Mo, what kind of monster is this?"

"God!" Mo Qingwu summed it up in one word.

god? The legendary immortal? At the end of the ascetic journey are immortals, and at the end of the extraordinary are gods? So, this is an immortal-level monster above the sky... Jian Xi has many thoughts.

Wenren Yidao and Black Dragon Aotian approached with expressions as clear as:

"Palace Master Mo, your Fairy Palace is so evil, you set up a trap to trap us!"

Mo Qingwu was too lazy to pay attention to these two guys, and pulled Yun Ni onto the ring, "Dad Yan, the devil is coming, can we escape?"

"Run away? Why are you running away?" Yan Fan looked at the demon god who had not been seen for 100 million years, tapped Mo Qingwu's forehead, and smiled, "Have some confidence in me. This is just the first stage of the demon god, an empty shell." , if Tiana wants to wake up, she must obtain more flesh and blood and sacrifice at least [-] million people."

Tiana? The name of the devil? Sacrificing 100 million people was too terrible... Mo Qingwu felt a chill running down his spine and whispered in his belly.

The little demon king, who is not afraid of tigers as a newborn calf, holds the sky demon spear and says coldly and proudly:

"Extraordinary people must be killed! Those who stand in my way must be killed!"

"Qilin fire, burning the sky and boiling the sea!" Yan Qi also has a fierce personality and attacks directly.

Seeing this, the geniuses of the younger generation were not willing to be outdone, and used long-range Taoist techniques one by one.

A tornado of flames fell from the sky, thunder exploded unbridled, the sealing formation unfolded, and after a roar and explosion, black mist rolled, and all the magic was weaker than a candle in the wind, and dissipated in one blow.

"One operation was as fierce as a tiger, and the actual damage was [-]. No, not even [-]. These young people really don't understand the word 'reverence'." Yan Fan shook his head.

"Now is not the time to joke!" Mo Qingwu pinched his arm. After calming down, her eyes rippled and her lips trembled as she asked, "Dad Yan, do you already know about my parents?"

After two seconds of silence, Yan Fan comforted softly:

"I used some means to see the past scenes. Your master is your enemy who killed your father and mother. This is to you..."

"It goes without saying." Mo Qingwu held Yan Fan's arm with both hands, raised her head, and smiled with tears on her beautiful face, "It goes without saying, I'm fine, I'm fine..."

Her body was shaking, she was forcing a smile, her tears couldn't stop flowing, and she bit her lips stubbornly.

"Girl." Yan Fan sighed.

Black Dragon Aotian cursed, "Your Fairy Palace will deal with the things you brought out in the Fairy Palace. Get rid of those black threads quickly. I want to lead the people from the Ten Thousand Demons Palace to leave!"

Mo Qingwu, who was already in a low mood, swept the world with his immortal power, raised his hand and slapped him.

"Immortal!" Black Dragon Aotian was shocked and had nowhere to hide. His chest exploded and dragon blood splashed.

Wenren was stunned, "You! You have become an immortal!"

For more than 300 years, Wenren Yidao has spent countless resources and energy in pursuit of the possibility of becoming an immortal. He has clearly reached the goal, but he has been unable to wait for the thunder catastrophe. Finally, he lost the courage to successfully overcome the tribulation, which was a lifelong regret for him.

In an instant, everyone swallowed their saliva, and those rampant geniuses were also startled.

They don't understand the power of demons and dare to attack, but immortals are the realm that monks pursue all their lives. For 7000 years, only swords and tribulations can be used to become immortals. The number one sword immortal in the contemporary era is enough to illustrate the power of immortals.

The disciples of Fairy Palace were full of surprises:

"The palace master has become an immortal!"

"The second immortal of the Dao League, I am the invincible Fairy Palace!"

"Great, as long as the palace master is here, any crisis can be resolved!"

Jian Xi was dumbfounded and said word by word, "Immortal, Aunt Mo, Immortal Realm?"

The Demon God's eyes as black as the universe fluctuated. He took a step forward with his left foot, and the sky collapsed. The Fairy Palace's thousands-year-old palace was reduced to ruins. The Kunlun Platform, a quasi-immortal weapon, was shattered. The huge square was sunken by three meters. There was silence nearby.

The monks were trapped in the ruins, and the weak ones were coughing up blood, looking vulnerable.

The Demon God looked at everyone with eyes that looked down on ants, and his cold white jade-like right hand was raised at an extremely slow speed.

The index finger of her right hand condensed the surging darkness, and a black light flashed across it. Time seemed to stand still. A second later, a deafening explosion devoured everything, and the heat wave formed a monstrous wall of fire. The monsters were killed without even letting out a scream.

The two parties do not exist in the same dimension.

"What kind of monster is this!" Black Dragon Aotian's heart was bleeding. Those monsters were captured and tamed by the Ten Thousand Demons Palace with great pains, and each one was extremely precious, especially in this lonely era.

Wen Ren couldn't just sit back and wait for death with one sword strike, so he walked in the air and slashed out with one sword strike!

The blade collided with the demon's right hand and melted instantly.

"My quasi-immortal weapon!" Wen Ren was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood with his sword. As darkness invaded, he quickly threw away the handle of the sword and retreated more than 300 meters.

The demon took the second step and the earth collapsed.

"Palace Master! Help!"

"Woo... I don't want to die!"

"Palace Master Mo, please take action to kill the demon!"

The monks shouted loudly, and Gu Chen hid in the Asking Heaven Cauldron, hoping to escape from the Fairy Palace. Unexpectedly, this fairy weapon that integrated both offense and defense fell into pieces when it touched the black line.

"Immortal weapon! Broken!" Gu Chen couldn't believe his eyes.

Mo Qingwu took a deep breath, tried hard to control her sadness, and shouted softly:

"Dad Yan."

"Don't you think it's good to let Tiana kill them? I've been provoking you before, now what's the point of being cowardly and asking for help?" Yan Fan asked instead without answering.

The sky became dark, and strange influences spread.

Mo Qingwu clenched her fists and said seriously:

"But I am still the palace master of the Fairy Palace, and I am also the acting leader of the Dao Alliance. At least... I want to ensure that those kind people leave alive."

As soon as she finished speaking, she held the Tang Dao Honghong tightly in her right hand, held the blade across her chest, and whispered:

"All things are gone..."

Before the sword was drawn, Yan Fan grabbed Mo Qingwu's arm and said lightly:

"This is the Demon God. Even if he has not truly awakened, he is not a being that you can contend with."

"Remember, being responsible is a good thing, but if you take responsibility for some people who don't deserve it, then you will become unworthy, and you won't do it next time."

Yan Fan gave Mo Qingwu a blow, and walked towards Tiana calmly. He did not use extraordinary power, but exploded his monastic powers. A golden figure appeared behind him, solemn, solemn and sacred.

"Supernatural power..."

Whoosh!

The beam from Tiana's fingertips penetrated Yan Fan, and his entire body exploded and turned into blood mist.