God Level Demon

“This is the world formed after the fall of the Green Willow Saint, the Green Willow Land?! ”

Xia Ping randomly named the secret world, and through the blue gate, he entered immediately.

As soon as he entered, he discovered that the world of mystery was not the same as that formed by the Honorable Toros, a place full of mountains and mountains.

And lush, surrounded by all kinds of trees, green trees shaded and vibrant, as if it were a world of peaches, full of intense heaven and earth spirits.

Even he can perceive the place as positively expansive and unprecedented.

Between the insinuations, Xiaping felt that the tree of the world deep in his mind had produced a slight tingle, as if something in this place had attracted the attention of the tree of the world, eager to devour it.

“Interesting, it seems that the world is not simple and contains great secrets. ”

Xia Ping squinted her eyes.

He found that Bad Wood Road people and others were very fast, did not stop at all, left quickly, and were divided into three directions, seemingly trying to find a place for Wanshou fruit by means of carpeted searches based on the advantages of numbers.

However, he did not follow the figure of the evil trees and others, because he had a desire compass in his hand and knew from the outset where those marshmallows were growing, and he did not walk countless turns.

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A few days later.

Chapin flew fast in the secret realm of Green Willow for several days and finally arrived in a remote valley, the final destination of the Wish Compass Instructions.

But on the face of it, it's just an ordinary valley, full of weeds, just like any other valley.

“Danger!”

But Xiaping's hair rose, and the blood instincts in his body warned him, hiding the machine in this ordinary place, a little careless, will soon be gone.

Boo!

Needless to say, he immediately runs Hell's Golden Eye and sees through the void.

When this space was distorted for a moment, it seemed to conceal a great array of spaces, which were branded void by the lines of the array, self-made spaces, naturally made and undistorted.

This valley is nothing but illusion, not real space.

In fact, if it weren't for Hell's Golden Eye, ordinary practitioners wouldn't even be able to see through it, merely because they thought it was just a normal place to ignore the past.

“This!”

Chapin's Hell's golden eye penetrated the void, penetrated this space barrier and saw the real scene inside, his body shook violently.

There is a bloody space in front of you, even the soil is bloody, desolate, grassless, vast, as if it were a small world, looking at the edges, surrounded by a cool, ancient, desolate atmosphere.

But what makes his heart palpitate the most is a dead spirit wandering around on this bloody plain.

Some are headless knights, riding a black horse, wandering freely on the bloody plains.

Some are knives with knives, sitting on the floor, sharpening knives.

Some with long black guns and armor are treading forward and rehearsing the army formation.

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This dead spirit emits a palpitating smell, as if there was an ancient fierce atmosphere inside them. Once it erupted, it must have been a stone's throw, even a thunderbolt could not dare to plunder its rays.

“Xia Ping, be careful, it's not just a dead spirit. ”

The Cat Immortal also saw this scene, and his face was very heavy: “This is the lingering intent of the saint after his death. After his death, he will remain immortal. Even if the land of Thunder can enter, he will be killed. This is a sanctuary and cannot enter paranoidly. ”

The remnants of the saint's killing will never end?!

Xia Ping was also shocked. I didn't expect the saint to leave such a troublesome thing after his death. Before he went to a place where the honored man of Toro sealed his heart and the honored man, so there was no residual killing.

But many of the saints die fighting their strong enemies and dying invincibly, so they die with great reluctance, slaughtering and leaving behind a glimmer of killing.

And these killings became essence, drawing on void matter, and the ancient fierce atmosphere deep in the dimension, and over time they became the spirits of the saints, wandering the earth unconsciously.

This is the will of the saints left behind after their death, which frightens countless practitioners, and is the most terrifying monster in all the secrets of the heavens.

“Why are so many saints gathered here? ”

Xiaping touched his chin.

“If the husband guesses correctly, this bloody plain should have evolved from the heart of the saints, so there is a great deal of life and a drag on the souls of these unconscious saints, believing that this is their guardian place, and if an intruder dares to enter, they will be relentlessly struck. ”

Cat Cactus speaks his own guess.

The heart of a saint?

Xia Ping squinted his eyes, his gaze holes penetrated through the void and extended into the distance, seeing deep in the bloody plain, just a small hill, slightly raised, like a heart, with a regular beating.

Every beat emits demonic sounds, deafening ears, boiling blood and almost vomiting.

And on the hill, a bloody tree, 100 meters tall, also filled with dense numbness of bloody fruit, also like a heart, beating constantly, the surface is dense with numerous veins, like blood vessels flow.

Manjukuo!

As soon as Xiaping's eyelids jumped, he recognized that these bloody fruits were famous for their longevity, and the sheer energy of life they emitted could not conceal them at all.

He felt the blood moving in his body, passing through the impulse to devour the heavens and the earth.

Xiaping was reluctant to break in immediately and plunder the banshee fruit, but seeing the spiritual saints wandering around him, he stood by his impulse.

If he dares to harvest them, he will surely be targeted and pursued by the dead.

Even though he is confident in his strength, he dares not say that he can resist these horrific spirits.

Not to mention the existence of many enemies in this mysterious world, which must be exacerbated by the inadvertent encounter of those enemies in the course of being hunted by the Holy One of the Dead.

The so-called undefeated, defeated, can not defeat the hundred battles.

“It seems necessary to find some help to distract the spiritual saints, or else none of them will be able to grab these longevity fruits. ”

Xia Ping touched his chin, his eyes lit up and came up with all sorts of schemes.

All of a sudden, he smiled and remembered the evil woodworkers, the old white eyebrows, the old blood sea and other extinct demons. This group of people were also looking for Wanshou fruit.

And the other side is powerful enough, obviously it's a very powerful backpacker who can lead these saints to the dead.

Most importantly, these demons have targeted themselves and have long been enemies. If they are not taught a deep lesson, they will not be able to speak.