Devil Seeds

The black-hearted old man is in Ke Xiaoliang's world, and it is normal for Ke Xiaoliang to catch a ray of breath.

But Ke Xiaoliang bundled the rights that should be given to him in the seal, and integrated them into the space between heaven and earth, forcing the black-hearted old man to move from behind the scenes to the front of the stage.

Just like Hongjun Daozu prevented the interpretation of the dispute between the two religions and almost destroyed the prehistoric land, the black-hearted old man will also be forced to fulfill similar responsibilities.

Had to stand in front of the stage and become a well-known existence.

Of course, the black-hearted old man has the right to refuse.

While refusing, it is also equivalent to giving up the rights that Ke Xiaoliang entrusted to him.

The crucial point of ringing the bell for the second time is equivalent to returning it to Ke Xiaoliang.

What Ke Xiaoliang did was to force the unscrupulous old man to make a choice.

It is to continue to hide behind the scenes and do things secretly, but to give up the advantages and rights that have been obtained so hard.

Still choose to stand up, take over the rights, but also accept to pay the price. From now on... the world will engrave his name, and countless conspiracies, and a lot of speculation with or without evidence will fall into place. When it comes to him, he can no longer maintain his absolute concealment.

In the dream world of Turin, in an unnamed wild mountain, the black-hearted old man who lived in a hut received a seal from Ke Xiaoliang.

Holding the seal in his hand, the black-hearted old man looked up at the sky expressionlessly. Although his expression was the same, the fingers holding the seal were clearly clenched tightly.

As an ancestor who played tricks, the black-hearted old man is not afraid to fight with anyone, and even enjoys it.

However, Ke Xiaoliang's method of breaking the game was too cruel! too easy!

He directly used the power in his hand to directly punish the black-hearted old man.

And such a method is something that the black-hearted old man cannot avoid.

Unless he can be strong without desire, he has no nostalgia for the world of Turin's Dream, and he has no covetousness for the Taiyi Dao Fruit that may grow in the future.

If so, the black-hearted old man can throw off his sleeves and act recklessly.

"good!"

"Very good!"

"It's not like I'm from the Ten Demon Sect. I'm barbaric and domineering... I don't respect the rules at all! I'm brutal! I'm arrogant! I don't have the slightest style, I don't have the slightest grace.” The black-hearted old man seemed to be yelling at the sky with a dark face.

He deliberately scolded Ke Xiaoliang.

He wanted to make Ke Xiaoliang feel that he was trapped, and appeared to be out of breath.

Only when Ke Xiaoliang, the "God", is paralyzed, will he gain respite in his next actions.

Only then can the sand be infiltrated into this world little by little, increasing the initiative in the final battle.

At the level of the black-hearted old man, how could he get angry so easily even if his plan goes against him?

Practicing is also cultivating the mind.

The guy who walked to the Golden Immortal Realm step by step has a big heart.

It is completely different from the "lucky" gods in the dream world of Turin.

The black-hearted old man scolded Ke Xiaoliang when he had time.

In the war between gods and gods, there will be no pause or gap.

In this mighty battle of the gods, almost all the gods have been involved either actively or passively.

There is no way to escape this kind of thing, let alone hide.

Because whoever lives in this world will always have various causal bonds with other existences.

When those individuals that have a causal connection are involved, it is like pulling out a carrot with mud... many remaining existences will follow up one after another.

Under the sky that has been missing half of it.

Hegras, the god of the underworld from the Brazilian civilization, stood desolately, the black bone sickle in his hand exuded a frightening cold light, but the cracks that covered the entire sickle made this mighty look a bit heroic.

He stared blankly at the desolation, and the sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, for some reason, was surrounded by dark smoke, making his whole body seem unreal.

In fact, the black smoke was transformed by the divine power in his body, and the bowl-sized hole in his chest was empty, just like his empty eyes.

"The gate of life!" The goddess of life in Nameria civilization cast her magic.

In the green and pleasant life field, endless jasper colors suddenly burst out, illuminating the entire sky with a biyingying glow.

Everything is bursting with vitality.

Life... even gods, as well as the corpses of gods, are 'growing' in an unimaginable way.

The corpse of the god is recovering...but it is not the return of the dead god.

Instead, it gradually distorts and changes into a more terrifying monster.

Without the wanton growth of the soul, it can only bring about a terrible disaster.

However, this goddess of life seems to have lost control.

All the changes around her are out of her control... She gave up control and chose to vent wantonly.

The god of law, the god of the divine civilization, protects the surroundings with strict laws, resisting the invasion of this kind of vitality.

This resistance further angered the Goddess of Life.

More than a dozen huge towering ancient trees rose from the ground, and gradually surrounded them into a ball, locking the God of Law in it.

The more direct energy output seems to fill up the God of Law and then explode.

Scattered sword lights rose from all directions, and then stood up high, like a peak.

The covered murderous intent continuously strangled the surroundings, and there was an extremely violent conflict with the domain of the Goddess of Life.

On this battlefield full of killings, the god of the underworld from the sky rule gods picked up the artifact of the underworld god Hegras of the Basilian civilization, and at the same time intercepted the divinity and priesthood left by the opponent.

The overlapping priesthood began to dominate the fusion of the two underworld gods.

The even more terrifying underworld began to come directly to the world under the guidance of this new underworld god.

"Bite of Hades!" The huge hole of Hades opened, and the opened door began to absorb all the undead on the battlefield.

However, a spear shining with golden light passed through Hades, and then firmly stuck in the heart of the newborn Hades.

The Underworld, which was releasing seemingly unsolvable power, also shattered under this spear.

The immortal legends in the myths have not yet been born, but they are all annihilated suddenly.

Many Golden Immortals watching the battle had secretly closed their jaws that had been loosened before.

If nothing else, just in terms of combat power, some of the gods in this battle of the gods already possessed strength comparable to theirs, and even made them feel dangerous.

This feeling... is both anticipation and excitement.

Every Golden Immortal's instinctive spirituality is frantically warning.

But they all suppressed this instinct and chose to stay in this world, continue to observe and wait.

Baishou and Qianren, the two Demon Venerables, were also watching the battle.

Not only that... Among the warring gods, some were also supported by them.

It's just that the gods they supported are in a very bad situation. Most of them have long since perished, and a small number of gods who have not perished are also in jeopardy.