Against the Gods

Yunchuan stepped on the demonic light, and the three great kingdom lords, Xuan Ship, served on both sides and sank beneath his feet.

He was dressed in a dark gown bearing the dark red demon print belonging to the heavenly demon emperor as recorded in the ancient records. Sword eyebrows into the pale, dark as ink jade eyes pale as water, but once looked directly, it turned into an abyss that could eat people's souls, causing countless powerful people to panic to bow down and dare not look directly again for a long time in fear.

“Welcome Demon Lord! ”

Magic Inquisition Sky, on the Soul Heavenly Ship, the core power of the spirit robbing world - all witches, souls and soul servants bow down to worship, respectfully welcome.

Yun Che took another step forward, burned the Moon Master Ship, led by the Moon Eaters, burned the Moon Realm on their knees, bowed to Yun Che, and showed their respect and submission to the Northern Divine Domain:

“Welcome Demon Lord! ”

Step to the middle of Demon Light, Yan Demon Master Ship, Yan Demon Demon Yan Ghost deeply kneel down:

“Welcome Demon Lord! ”

On the way to protect the Emperor, the Three Kings kneel before the Demon Lord is crowned.

For those in the northern realm of Xuan, like the gods in heaven, they can see almost all the witches, lunar eclipsers and Yan demons appearing, worshipping under the knees of a man in the most respectful manner and in the most pious manner.

The shock of this scene has left the proud kings of the world in a trance, as in dreams.

The long dark hair danced with the wind, fluttering Yun Cheu's handsome face, the shaky black light in his eyes, if there is no eternal demonic light on his body, to add a demonic evil to his face and breath.

And that from the dark power of the heavenly demon emperor, releasing the northern realm of all spirits could not resist no power, where the dark clouds were silent, the hearts of all demons were palpitating, the souls were chestnuts, could hardly help but to kneel and worship.

In the distance, Qianye Shadow looked silently, his eyes slowly moved with his figure, there was nothing else between heaven and earth.

In a distant space, after the tumbling dark clouds, there was a gloomy shadow, silent and not close.

“Father, it's really him... it's really him. ”

Outside the sanctuary, in the most remote corner, a purple woman with her hands close to her chest looked obsessively at her figure above the dome.

Dongfang Cold Wei.

As a small country on the Eastern Ruins, the Eastern Cold States are not eligible to be invited.

But the East Ruins, that was the first stepping stone of choice when the clouds entered the Northern Divine Realm. East Cold Country was his first place to live.

Already touched all the tracks of the clouds in the northern realm of the Pool , deliberately invited the Eastern Cold Country... especially Oriental Cold Wei, the Eastern Cold Princess who had been in close contact with the clouds.

The Lord of the East Cold raised his head to heaven and his heart swept like a wave. He muttered: "This must be the protection of our ancestors before the Lord of Demons can shine. ”

He could have predicted that Yunchuan had lived in the East Cold Country and had fought for it. The future fate of the East Cold Country… Even if it can't go straight to the Nine Scales, no one dares to bully half of them.

Witches, lunar eclipsers, Yan demons... these used to exist only in legends, “gods” that couldn't even look up, but crawled on the side of the man who saved himself back then. Oriental glanced silly and murmured like a dream: "Father, he... remember me? ”

“…” East Cold Lord patted her shoulder and sighed lightly.

It is undoubtedly a blessing for a country to meet the clouds. But for the Oriental Wind... it may be a lifelong ordeal.

Once upon a time, sea catastrophe became water.

In another corner, another girl was also looking at the man who was wearing Tianwei and walking to the top of the northern realm in the eyes of the world, but unlike the wandering obsession of the Oriental Cold Vi, she had a smile in her mouth and star-like tears in her eyes.

Eighteen-year-old Yunshan is a pavilion jade standing, still dressed like a cloud of snow and white, but has faded his former naivety, the inky jade of blue silk is simply a flying fairy, and there is an elegant appearance with a dust that people dare not desecrate. A pair of tearful eyes filled with glow, and the pearl-like lips smiled lightly.

“Shang, are you going to see him?” Yunting said that his heart was so excited and so complex.

Everything back then was suddenly like a dream.

Yet Yunshan shook her head gently and a little teardrop was thrown away. Her eyes still looked in the air and she couldn't stand to leave. Her lips whispered softly: “Not yet... but there must be a day when he would hear my name. ”

It was her best wish and her greatest motivation and desire.

“Don't forget our promise… When I grow up… when I find you… I hope you laugh… Don't be so sad anymore. ”

She gently thought, her gaze grew blurred.

On his knees, under the watchful eye of all the spirits of the North, the cloudy footsteps stopped above the heavenly altar… 999 floors of heavenly altar, higher than all the gods of the history of the North.

Above the heavenly altar, Yun Che slowly turned around, and all the life of the world looked down.

No, he is the Lord of God, the first true Demon Lord in the history of the Northern Divine Realm.

But he had no waves in his eyes, no excitement in his heart, and calm seemed like a wandering edge. I don't know the deep, shallow dark pit.

I had no intention of making an emperor of myself.

Lord of Darkness, how can you not fill that dirty land with darkness!

Starting today, the northern realm is full of life, all of which are demon blades in my hands.

Blood, death, resentment, violence, killing, fear, despair...

I will personally reclaim the life I have given you... a hundred times, a thousand times.

The divine kingdom that I have saved, which has taken everything from me, deserves nothing but Hell without light!

Yan Tianzhu's figure floated, stopped below the half position of Yunchuang, the voice was high, Di Weiling Shi: “Yunchuang, year and half A, bearing the blood inheritance of the Heavenly Demon Emperor and no magic work, the demonic vein of the Demon Spirit is super dusty, the identity of the world is the same, for the heavenly demon Emperor to give me the northern realm of grace. ”

“I, the Yan Demon, the Soul Robber and the Three Kings of the Moon, deter their deterrence, serve their virtues, feel their will, wish to embrace the Lord of the Undisputed Demons, lead me to the Three Realms, and command the North! ”

Yan Tianbao's hand looked up, the rear altar of the sacrifice rose, and Yun Che's front also showed a sacrificial inscription.

“Invite the Lord of Demons to the altar. This sky is the greatest achievement of all time. When the Emperor is behind the earth, heaven and earth bear witness. ”

The altar rose, but the clouds did not tread on it. Instead, they laughed coldly: "There is no need to sacrifice the heavens, it is not worthy. ”

A few words that are unmistakable, but distinguished by the endless arrogance that even the heavens cannot see.

The voice fell and the cloudy arms waved, and the sacrificial inscription just appeared in front of him immediately dissipated without trace.

hōng lóng lóng lóng lóng lóng...

The dark clouds on the dome rolled slowly. Wherever you may be, wherever you may be, the emperor will crown you, and you will sacrifice heaven. Please bear witness to heaven and seek refuge in heaven.

No one has ever... even the arrogant Supreme Emperor dared not to provoke Heaven.

Yan Tianzhang immediately stunned, the soul-robbing sanctuary crow sparrow silent.

In the eyes of others, it is an arrogance to look at everything.

However, Qianye Yinger and Ji Yinger knew that for Yun Cher... Tian Dao really did not deserve it.

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[Short, unconscious, make it up tomorrow.

(Though more than 4,000 words in the previous chapter have not been complimented by anyone.)