The Ancient Vast Realm

"Senior Arrow Seven, is there really no other way?"

Feng Xuan looked at this scene, and saw the Mingfeng soldiers standing alone and looking at him and others, and his heart was extremely blocked. He knew very well what the fate of the Mingfeng battle flag would be.

"No, its body was already ruined. If I hadn't placed it here and kept it immortal with the last remaining Golden Crow source, I'm afraid it would have collapsed long ago. Now as long as it leaves this space, its body will also It will disintegrate in a short time and no one can save it.”

Jian Qi understood Feng Xuan's thoughts, but could only sigh as Feng Xuan's illusions were shattered.

"Let's go, kid, Arrow Seven is right. I am an old man who is going to die. Even if I do nothing, I can feel my spirituality dissipating.

Even without your awakening today, I wouldn’t have been able to last much longer, and I might have been sinking in confusion until my death. It’s already great to be able to see you little guys before spiritual enlightenment instead of those ghosts.”

Looking at Feng Xuan's sad expression, Mingfeng Bingling acted extremely calmly.

As a top holy weapon that has existed since ancient times, it has gone through too many years. From the time it was born, it was born for war. It has experienced countless killings and is used to life and death. Now it faces its own destiny. Death, but I no longer care about it.

"Let's go quickly. I can feel that there are two extremely annoying breaths coming towards this place, and this thing is also waking up."

The Dark Wind Soldier Spirit suddenly looked into the distance. It could feel that there were two familiar and unfamiliar auras coming rapidly towards this place, and it would probably not take long for them to arrive here.

Finally, Mingfeng Zhanqi looked upward, looking at Di Rui, who was sealed in the ball of light and sleeping, with an extremely solemn expression.

"Let's go!"

Feng Xuan was silent for a moment, and finally said through gritted teeth. After taking a deep look at the Underworld War Flag for the last time, he immediately led everyone into the space rift.

"Sorry to trouble you"

Just after Feng Xuan and others left, the shadow of Jian Qi also watched the Mingfeng soldiers slowly dissipate from the place.

"This world is really like a sea of ​​change, and it is difficult to have a certain number."

The underworld soldier shook his head slightly, sighing at the changes in the world.

"After millions of years of sinking, it's time to wake up."

The Mingfeng Soldier Spirit stretched out his hand, and saw the war flag that had been silent for hundreds of thousands of years suddenly fluttering into his hand.

"The spirit is born in chaos, where will it go? The devil will not see the shore, the strong wind will come back, the wind will rise!"

As the underworld soldiers waved the battle flags in their hands, tyrannical black winds emerged out of thin air. In the black winds, thousands of troops seemed to roar out, roaring into the sky.

Thousands of miles away from the wreckage of the Golden Crow

"hiss!"

"roar!"

"Bah!"

...

Countless terrifying roars sounded, and ferocious evil spirits rushed across the sky and the earth towards the Golden Crow's skeleton.

Among the countless waves of evil spirits, there are even huge and powerful desolate beast evil spirits accompanying them. Just from the momentum, it can be seen that these are all powerful evil spirits in the fourth realm and above.

"Hulala"

The ground suddenly ignited with red flames, and streams of magma exploded. A giant foot like a mountain suddenly fell from the sky and stepped into the magma.

This is a six-armed flame demon with a body that is over a thousand feet tall and covered with red-gold flame veins. Although it is a soul body, it seems to have a real body.

On top of the six-armed flame demon body, an ancient and wild aura rushed towards the face, and the space around it was violently distorted by its terrifying high temperature.

The six-armed Balrog is like a walking furnace volcano, leaving only a boiling land wherever it passes.

"Woo!"

A sound that sounded like a tiger's roar and a dog's bark sounded. Above the sky, a huge black shadow passed by, bringing with it a gust of wind that howled past. Even the power of the forbidden air could not completely restrain it and kept it still. Suspended and soaring high in the sky.

I saw this huge figure with a pair of jet black wings, a body like a giant tiger and a wild bull, covered with hair like iron bamboo, and a pair of huge blood-red eyes like the moon filled with strong malice. , that is a natural evil, even more than evil.

The most ancient evil—Qiongqi!

This is a terrifying beast with a reputation as evil as Jiu Ying in ancient times. Now that it has turned into a vicious spirit, it has become even more sinister.

The army of evil spirits passed by, leaving no grass growing and turning into ruins.

"Ah, crazy, crazy! These beasts are crazy!"

The foreign teams looked at the overwhelming evil spirits, their eyes filled with endless despair.

There is no way to heaven, no door to the earth, no way - there is no way to escape!

Not only the various alien races, but also the Black Territory Soul Eaters living in the Dark Territory can only look at this scene in despair, without any pride as hunters.

No matter what race they were or what their identity was, whatever stood in the way of the ferocious soul craze, whether living or dead, was quickly turned into flat ground.

At this moment, in this burning battlefield, those who can find the creatures that escape to the cracks in the outside space still have hope of escaping. If they cannot reach it, they will have no choice but to be buried in this ancient battlefield.

Soon, the overwhelming evil spirit flooded the entire burning battlefield like a tide, quickly approaching the Golden Crow's skeleton.

"These beasts really can't live without death!"

On the top of the Golden Crow's skull, the Dark Wind Soldier Spirit held the broken Dark Wind Battle Flag in one hand and the light ball that sealed the residual soul of Emperor Rui in the other hand. His eyes almost took in the entire battlefield.

Behind him, there was an endless whistling black wind, like a sky curtain.

In the memory of the Dark Wind Soldier Spirit, both the six-armed flame demon and the Qiongqi were familiar faces on this battlefield. However, he did not expect that these guys could still have residual souls after death, and revived again under the nourishment of this battlefield, and turned into almost immortal evil spirits.

"Neither alive nor dead, just a group of poor bugs imprisoned in this battlefield. It is a kind of mercy to lose their intelligence."

But soon, the Dark Wind Soldier Spirit noticed something strange and saw that these evil spirits were just a group of earthbound spirits. If they lost the cover of this battlefield, they would probably be shattered immediately.

"Haha, I am the same. Without the nourishment of the Emperor Rui's origin, I will also be spiritually liberated. I have no right to say anything."

The Dark Wind Soldier Spirit suddenly laughed dumbly, remembering that his own situation seemed to be the same.

"Forget it, today, I will let you be liberated."

As the battle flag in the hands of the Dark Wind Soldier Spirit swayed, the airflow between heaven and earth began to spin wildly, forming a series of storm vortexes. Under his control, the dark and dark winds in the sky seemed to be given life and quickly spread to the surroundings.

Everything was torn apart wherever the dark wind passed, and the strange spiritual plants, mountains and even the earth were all crushed to dust wherever they passed.

In these millions of years, under the arrangement of Arrow Seven, the Dark Wind Battle Flag had already accumulated endless death energy, which turned into endless source energy at this time and was used by the Dark Wind Soldier Spirit.

"Roar!"

With roars, fierce souls trampled on the remains of the Golden Crow and rushed towards the skull. Even the dark and dark wind blowing all over the sky could not stop them.

In this confrontation, both the dark wind of the underworld and the tide of evil spirits were disappearing quickly, and the breath of death filled every space in the land of the Golden Crow's wreckage.