Fantasy: The Villain of Destiny

The deep and bewitching red formation enveloped the entire Xuanwu secret realm, and the depressing light reminded everyone of the fear that was dominated in the distant dark era, imprinted in the blood but forgotten long ago.

"Why did such a strange formation suddenly appear?"

"What's going on? What about my cultivation?"

"This is not a secret realm! This is a conspiracy! It is a trap! We have all been deceived!"

"Ah! Who is playing tricks? Aren't you afraid of being liquidated? You have to bear the wrath of the entire Xuanwu world!"

"..."

Xuanwu Secret Realm is full of wailing, and everyone's cultivation has been sealed. In the strange magic circle, the low-level monks fell down one after another, and those gods also prostrated on the ground, struggling .

Not long after, in the dark and red secret realm, the air was inexplicably mixed with a bloody smell,

"Roar--"

Suddenly there were bursts of loud roars from the sky, and the familiar breath of the beast of the throne passed over unabashedly, and the weak people looked up tremblingly:

"Is it the ghost of these throne monsters?!"

"Is this a game set up by these ten or so beasts on the throne?"

"Uh uh uh, thank you evil animals! This old man has turned into a ghost and wants to demand his life from them!"

"Bam—"

"This……"

The people who were cursing just now were at a loss for words. They clearly saw those big murderers being carried and thrown into the magic circle like little chickens.

So far, apart from the throne elders of the Xuanwu Holy Land and the nine-headed dragon, all the throne beasts of the Xuanwu world, most of the gods and tens of thousands of monks have gathered in the secret realm.

"Buzz-buzz-buzz-"

Suddenly, the entire Xuanwu secret realm began to tremble.

"what--"

With a sound of wailing, the big formation instantly became filled with blood.

The life essence of the creatures in the secret territory rushed to the surrounding magic circle eyes along with the blood energy.

The monks who have lost their blood and life essence are instantly added to their bodies, or turned into dry bones, or collapsed, or turned into dust and drifted with the wind...

"Emperor Chu, is this a sacrifice?"

Seeing the bloody scene where tens of thousands of souls perished, Qi Ying asked subconsciously.

Her words were still as cold as usual, but her reddish ears and rapid heartbeat revealed that her heart was not as calm as it appeared on the surface.

Without him, at this time Qi Ying was being held by Lu Changsheng's waist, watching this bloody drama in the void.

Although Lu Changsheng and Qi Ying have always been inseparable, they have never hugged his "shadow" so intimately.

At the moment when the magic circle was running, Qi Ying was dragged into the void by Lu Changsheng before he could react, and then the two of them kept their previous posture.

It was rare for Lu Changsheng to hear Qi Ying's question, so he nodded and said:

"It should be, collecting life essence for sacrifice."

"Ah."

Qi Ying responded softly, her eyes dimmed a bit, as if recalling some past events.

Feeling the change in Qi Ying's mood, Lu Changsheng embraced her in front of him, and pressed her against her body. He didn't need too many words, a gentle hug was worth a thousand words.

Qiying's breath stagnates, her body is no longer stiff, she doesn't know whether she is unwilling to leave the warmth, or dare not disobey her prince, this cold-blooded killer just leaned into Lu Changsheng's arms.

At this time, the Xuanwu secret realm was like a purgatory, and the entire secret realm was dyed red by blood.

Under the shroud of the Great Spirit Sacrifice Formation, all spirits were wiped out.

Blood energy gathered in the center of the formation with endless curses, and the holy life essence was rendered pale and strange at this time.

The blood energy mixed with the essence of life slowly condensed into a spherical shape under the illumination of the pattern, and slowly rose to the sky above the secret realm.

Caressing the blood moon in the sky, looking up to the world seems to have been a thousand years.

Suddenly, this round of blood moon stopped rotating and began to shrink sharply, only to hear the old Emperor of the Great Zhou drink:

"Ancestor, please take action and open the ruins!"

In an instant, a terrifying fluctuation came from the imperial city outside the secret realm, and the life essence that gathered the blood of all spirits was controlled by a big hand.

I saw runes appearing around the big hand, and the runes were controlled by the big hand to strike into the void of Xuanwu Secret Realm. With the bombardment of the big hand, terrifying black cracks appeared in the void.

"open!"

The voice corrupted by the years was like the whisper of an ancient god, and the big hand punched the ball of life essence into it, and the black space crack continued to expand.

Terrifying black mist spurted out, revealing a huge ancient ruins in a corner.

The ruins are thousands of miles away, the void is broken, black liquid is constantly dripping from the sky, corpses of various races are piled up everywhere, and blood of various colors converges into a sea.

In this post-apocalyptic space, a magnificent palace suddenly floated above the dilapidated sky, surrounded by dark clouds and surrounded by purple thunder.

The dilapidated space seems to have been abandoned by the whole world, and it seems that because of the existence of that palace, it will not collapse and shatter.

"Cough cough, the blood sacrifice of all spirits, the cloud of the devil's palace! I struggled to hold on, and finally got to see the prophecy of the emperor."

After the decaying voice fell, the terrifying fluctuations also disappeared.

On the top of Xuanming Mountain, Lan Ruobing suddenly felt an indescribably terrifying aura coming from the direction of the Xuanwu secret realm. As the daughter of destiny, she felt very repulsed by this aura.

Lan Ruobing only felt that her chest was very oppressed, she clenched her jade fingers and said to Hui Lao:

"Old Hui, I feel that there is a great crisis inside, even more coercive than that real immortal! Please use the order talisman, and if the young master blames me, I will fully bear it!"

After hearing the words, Old Hui thought for a while and then nodded. He also felt the supreme-level fluctuations from the quasi-emperor weapon just now. The people behind the scenes should all end, and the time is almost up.

And... the Saintess of Xuanwu has said so, and he is also obeying orders. Although it is almost impossible for the son and the saint, but their sons and daughters have always been savage, it is hard to guarantee that the person in front of him is the future mistress?

In the Xuanwu Secret Realm, the ruins were completely revealed.

"Is this demonic energy? Emperor Chu, that voice said this is the Demonic Palace!"

Looking back at Lu Changsheng, Qi Ying said a little excitedly.

Lu Changsheng was also a little surprised by the scene of the ruins and the devilish energy, but he didn't know much about the devilish energy and the devil's palace, and he didn't take it to heart, so he was calmer.

But after the demonic energy appeared, he clearly felt Qiying leaning into his arms again, the most outstanding new generation killer of the shadow organization was afraid, or subconsciously evading.

Lu Changsheng freed his hand to pat Qiying, then said:

"The centipede is dead but not stiff. It is indeed the method left by the great Zhou emperor. With this magic palace inheritance, maybe they really come back from the ashes."

"Who!"

Just when Lu Changsheng was about to continue to comfort Qi Ying, a loud shout came, and all the people from Dazhou outside looked at the void where Lu Changsheng was located.