Thunder Martial

Upon hearing the rumors of Zixuan, Liu Fei was already afraid to respond. This time the plan was unusual, and it was natural to be careful and careful.

Purple glanced forward and said hello in a familiar manner to many of the chiefs, who seemed to have a very wide network.

Even now, he, who possesses the Warcraft, remains the focus of attention.

Purple Ming paid extra attention, and the black robe people didn't seem to care about it, just lost interest after a glance at the Devil's Martial Arts.

There are still people in the rear, but they need to be investigated, and there seems to be a step towards identification.

A moment later, Demon Martial Arts returned alone, and he looked at the people and said, "In less than half a day, the ruins of the Demon God will open, and you will follow me, lest an accident should occur."

Everyone nodded and said yes.

Purple soul power spread around, exploring some situations, the highest in the presence is the Nine-Star Holy Spirit, no half-step Holy Spirit exists, no so-called Holy Pressure Array.

It seems that all the holy priests interested in this place have gone to other regions to open the way for half-step holy priests.

Brother Wude, don't you seem very happy? The holy privilege of the Magic Family, looking at the ill mood of the demonic virtue, smiled and said.

The task of opening an extra passage this time was to give it to the Serpent Guard, so many of the Serpent Guards came here in holy honor.

Of course, the passage is not open for nothing, and all the holy priests involved can send a half-step holy priest in.

How is this possible?

Moral virtue smiled faintly: We do what we can for the devils.

The Magnificent Holy Grace beside him laughed: Brother Wude, you said a beautiful thing, but what pain is in your heart, believe you know it well?

Demon without morality lightly snorted.

Magic St. John Haha smiled and said: "How many years have we known each other? Don't you know your virtuosity? Speaking of which, the last time you went to great lengths, you alone got the resources allocated above and gave this place to us. Now it's a relic of the demon gods. Do you regret it?

The Magical Holy Dignity beside him answered: He regrets nothing, because he has low qualifications and no strong half-step Holy Dignity beside him. Otherwise, he would have put his face on the spot. Obviously, he has no power or merit to speak of, and all the credit has nothing to do with him.

The demon snorted and didn't answer the phone, but his face turned blue.

The holy princes next to them all laughed hahaha.

The last time the Serpent Guard was cleansed, the Moral Virtue alone gained enormous advantages. His status was also elevated in the Serpent Guard. Several other holy priests ate a dumb loss and his heart was naturally unwilling.

I just didn't expect God to open his eyes. This place suddenly became a relic of Demon God. Naturally, there are many benefits.

But there is no morality, and nothing will come of it.

Well, the ceremony is about to begin. Everyone cheer up. Not far away said a holy priest.

Behind these holy priests stands a demonic people, all half-step holy, with extraordinary temperament, each with a thousand autumns.

Many holy forces forcibly opened a passage beyond the ruins, except that after the passage was opened, the power consumed, even the holy ones, changed color.

This is a confrontation with the power left over by the Demon God. Go ahead and hurry.

The Holy Spirit of Magic turned back and said, "Go in before the others, and be faster."

These already prepared half-step holy priests have been transformed into flowing light.

Just as the last man disappeared, the holy princes immediately stopped. In less than a moment, the holy princes joined forces against the power left by the demons many years ago, still consuming enormous power. One can imagine how powerful the demons were.

Still pale, Sage Magic said, "Notify me, the others can go in.

Access to the ruins has long appeared, but has not been released, with a demonic serpent guard, composed entirely of nine-star commanders, guarding the entrance.

Carefully gauging the purple surrounding him, his expression suddenly changed, just momentarily, he felt an anomaly in the entrance passage, seemed to become less stable, and there was the power of the Holy Pride in secrecy.

This unstable power of the soul, just for a moment, vanishes from sight, which leads to a kind of trance, isn't it an illusion?

But a minute later, this happened again, except for the instability of the soul, which was nothing more unusual.

Zi Zhen paid careful attention and was very confused in his heart.

Soon after, a few people guarding the corridor made way for the road, so everyone could go in.

The Demon Snake Guard went in first, and there was Liu Xiao's team.

The Monster Snake Guard alone went in this time, and there were already up to 10,000 people.

You know, it's still more than seven stars.

This time, it's much bigger than the last time Purple entered the lost world.

Moreover, it is only the strong, not all, of the demon clan.

It can be seen that the Demon race has rested and rested for many years, and indeed has nurtured many strong people, who would otherwise not have been intent on entering the Holy Spirit.

After the Magic Snake Guard went in, Magic Martial Arts showed everyone to move, obviously to get in early.

It's not easy to say what's in it, so go in early and maybe you'll be in a good position.

Zijuan et al. entered the third batch. Under the leadership of Magic and Martial Arts alone, everyone entered in turn.

The air waves swept in, and the purple sensed the familiar breath, and the soul power went forward.

The air is filled with spiritual power, and many magical powers are intermingled, as well as the repression of the Holy Lord.

It's not a demon god relic he doesn't know about, but it's definitely something about holy pride.

The earth is decaying, with many trenches and countless battlefields left behind, and occasionally one or two broken weapons can be seen standing there.

After countless years of erosion, these weapons have long lost their spiritual power and become obsolete.

Occasionally, some spiritual light can be used as treasure.

Purple souls continue to stretch, and they also see corpses, some sort of unknown demonic beast, in the same size as a giant mountain peak, standing between the heavens and the earth.

Its flesh has decayed and only bright white bones remain. A group of demons rush forward with excitement. Such white bones are also a rare treasure and can be concentrated into weapons when brought back.

Just approaching, a powerful smell suddenly erupted on the white bone, a huge shadow of beast appeared between the secrets, a shock and a roar at the demons.

A powerful corrugation visible to the naked eye emerged, forming an attack wave that lifted the nearby Demon Clan away.

Flying demon tribe, face pale, some mouth corners spilled blood, look in front of the eyes again, has changed dramatically.

White bones are seen to lose their light and become scattered with countless dust.

Purple retrieved his soul power. In the previous roar, he was filled with anger and unwillingness. As a spiritual people, he could feel that emotion and will.

Had it not been for the proximity of those demonic tribes, white bones would still have existed for many years.

But the aura of the Demon Nation inspired its final leeway.

Though he has not been able to kill any demon race for a long time, his belief in killing demons remains unchanged even after countless passes, even if he has decayed without flesh!