Doomsday Horror Storm

In the darkness, it seemed as if it had been silent for billions of years.

Suddenly, a beam of light lit up in the darkness. In the beam, there was a lonely figure. He looked to be in his twenties, wearing black clothes. His somewhat thin body was curled up on the ground, and his head was buried deeply.

Between the legs, it is like a person abandoned by the whole world, quietly savoring his loneliness...

A cold feeling hit him from all directions, making his body tremble slightly, as if his bones were chilled to the core.

I don’t know how long it took, but in this silent darkness, suddenly there were many lights, like will-o’-the-wisps, floating in the darkness. Inside these light groups, there were familiar faces...

"Brother Yang..."

"Yang Xuan..."

"elder brother……"

Familiar voices sounded softly, and all the faces looked expectantly at the man in the beam, calling faintly...

Every call that entered the ears of this lonely man made his crouched body tremble slightly, but he still did not raise his head after all.

It was as if he was despairing of himself.

He buried his head deeply, as if he no longer cared about anything...

Gradually, more and more light groups appeared in the silent darkness, calling to that figure, calling him back, back to where he should be!

"Xuan!" A soft voice sounded from the many light groups. The voice was soft, as if comforting something, and said quietly: "Come back..."

There was wind blowing on my body, it was very cold.

return……

All the faces were calling him softly. These three words blew towards the lonely figure in the cold wind, blowing through the skin and into the heart.

The man's body trembled even more violently. He raised his head, which was buried deeply in his legs, slightly, but stopped halfway, as if he was tired, weak, and unwilling to continue...

Following the calls, there were strips of flocculent white aura on these light groups, and together with the calls, they swam towards the man.

Warm light blooms quietly in the bottom of my heart, bit by bit...

The man's body no longer trembled. The biting coldness around him seemed to have disappeared. The whole man was wrapped in a warm white light. In the call, more white breath swam towards the man and penetrated into him.

body.

Everyone looked at the man expectantly.

Calling, calling...

Gradually, there was more and more white aura, and the man's entire body was enveloped in a white light group.

As if I have been curled up for tens of thousands of years, a desire to break away grows in my heart...

Yang Xuan's body moved slightly, as if he had revived, and he slowly raised his head.

The moment he raised his head, his eyes turned silvery white, and between his eyebrows, a white mysterious mark appeared!

And as he raised his head, this void of darkness suddenly collapsed like glass!

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On the bloody water, thousands of ghosts rushed towards Yang Xuan in front of the other shore, but at this moment, Yang Xuan suddenly opened his eyes, and a silver light burst out from his eyes like lightning.

The next moment, he soared into the sky and screamed!

"Ahhhhhh..."

Screams echoed throughout the countryside.

One person roars, and the heaven and the earth respond!

In mid-air, Yang Xuan's whole body was exuding a silver light, like a scorching sun rising slowly!

Under the tens of thousands of feet of silver light, the bodies of all the ghosts that were contaminated immediately melted like ice and snow and turned into ashes. The rest of the ghosts all froze, with deep fear in their eyes!

Boom, boom boom...

In this long roar, the sky and the earth shattered. The blood stream roared loudly, exploding pillars of blood that shot up into the sky. The other shore on the other side trembled violently and cracked open.

Yang Xuan was like a god, standing in mid-air out of thin air, letting the blood rain from the sky sprinkle on his body. Between his eyebrows, there was a white mark, like a lotus, but a hundred times more mysterious than the lotus. This mark exuded a faint white color.

Mang, full of holiness.

The next moment, the scene in front of me suddenly changed. There was no blood and no other shore. There was only a wisp of fragrance beside me, floating on the tip of my nose and inhaling into my heart.

Yang Xuan opened his eyes and looked around, and the world in front of him returned to the hall again. Under his feet was the white jade stone bridge, and beside him was Yuyao accompanying him...

"Huh?" Suddenly, Yu Yao beside her let out a surprised sound, and then she asked in surprise: "What kind of mark is that on your brow?"

Yang Xuan reached out and touched his forehead. The touch was warm. There was a hint of understanding in his eyes, and he murmured in his heart: "It seems that the divine bloodline lurking in the body has also awakened!"

In his dantian, there was a vast expanse, like a bright starry sky. Inside, there were blood elixirs, golden elixirs, a golden dragon shadow, and a black formation exuding a monstrous killing aura. Inside this formation, there was a miserable

The cry seemed to suppress countless ghosts.

At this moment, at the other end, a milky-white light was quietly born. This milky-white light slowly condensed, and finally turned into a long sword, with a silver glow and full of sacred aura.

"Is this...the bloodline of the gods!" Yang Xuan closed his eyes and experienced it. He found that the awakening of the bloodline of the gods increased his system by 10%, and the effect was the same as the bloodline of the demons. Moreover, the awakening

After taking the blood of the Gods, Yang Xuan seemed to be more intimate with this world, and felt like he had integrated into it.

"I have the blood of the Heavenly Dragon Clan, the blood of the Demon Clan, and the blood of the God Clan...how could the blood of these three clans be concentrated in me at the same time!" Yang Xuan looked at the power of several bloodlines in his dantian, and couldn't help but feel a little agitated.

Confuse.

Logically speaking, ordinary people can only have one kind of bloodline power, but he has three kinds of power!

"It's so unreasonable..." Yang Xuan pondered for a moment, but couldn't think of any reason, so he couldn't help but sigh.

"Take the divine bloodline!" He muttered in his heart, and the silver mark on Yang Xuan's eyebrows flickered twice, then slowly disappeared into the flesh, and there seemed to be nothing unusual about it.

"Let's go!" Facing Yu Yao's confused look, Yang Xuan could only smile bitterly and change the subject.

"Oh." Seeing that he didn't want to say more, Yu Yao's eyes flashed with a hint of gloom, and then she nodded, and the two of them walked together from the Immortal Ferry.

Immortal Crossing, to be able to cross this bridge, you do not have to reach the other side and become an immortal. Yang Xuan has awakened the blood of the gods, and can still cross it!!

The two walked off the Immortal Ferry and came to a small square. They looked up and saw a majestic purple hall standing in front of them. On this hall, there was a horizontal plaque with several ancient characters carved on it, like dragons and phoenixes dancing.

To fly.

There is a strange power lingering on these ancient characters, as if there is a layer of fog, making it difficult for people to see clearly. Yang Xuan stared at those ancient characters, his eyes seemed to penetrate the fog and see inside.

"road……"

Yang Xuan muttered in his heart. He only saw one of the characters, and that character was "Tao"! As for the other ancient characters, he couldn't see them clearly.

Yang Xuan and Yu Yao looked at each other, as if they could see each other's thoughts. Without any words, they just nodded lightly, and then took steps towards the main hall together.

The majestic hall exudes a majestic aura. As the distance gets closer and closer, this aura becomes stronger and stronger, as if a huge mountain is pressing down, making it difficult for people to move forward.

But Yang Xuan and Yu Yao are not ordinary people. One has the blood and arrogance of the Zhitian clan, and the other has the blood of the elven royal family and a pure and flawless mind.

To Yang Xuan and Yu Yao, that overwhelming coercion was like a mere illusion and had no effect.

This hall is like a palace, connected as a whole, like a mountain, carved by human beings. The workmanship is extremely exquisite and delicate, as if it was carved inch by inch by countless artists.

Yang Xuan and Yu Yao arrived in front of the main hall, stopped and looked at each other. Yang Xuan nodded, then took a step forward and pushed towards the hall door.

Not moving? Yang Xuan pushed it, only to find that the palace door seemed to be tied and was not moving at all.

Yang Xuan pushed again, using 70% of his strength, but... the palace door seemed to be made of iron, and it still didn't move!

"How is that possible!" Yang Xuan's eyes revealed a look of shock. With 70% of his strength, which weighed tens of thousands of kilograms, he couldn't push open a door?

"I don't believe in evil!" Yang Xuan pressed his hands against the wooden door. It was cold. He pushed it with all his strength!

"Jiye!"

The heavy palace door cracked with a crack, as if no one had been here for countless years. As the crack opened, fine dust on the door fell off and flew in the air.

"I tried my best, but I only managed to open a crack!" Yang Xuan was shocked. What on earth was this palace door made of? With his strength, he couldn't even open the door!!

Yu Yao, who was standing next to her, noticed something strange and couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"

"This door is too heavy, I can't push it open by myself." Yang Xuan said with a bitter smile.

Yu Yao was stunned for a moment. She knew Yang Xuan's power, but she couldn't push open this wooden door?

Yu Yao doubtfully raised her white palm, pressed it on the palace door, and pushed it away.

"Chi!" The palace door cracked a little again.

Yu Yao couldn't help but be stunned, her eyes showing shock.

"Let's work hard together!"

Yang Xuan mobilized all his strength and concentrated it on his arms. In an instant, the veins on his arms were exposed, like earthworms coiling on them, full of ferocious color.

"Open!" With a roar, Yang Xuan and Yu Yao pushed forward together. Their strength was concentrated together, and the palace door suddenly retreated and was pushed open bit by bit.

As the palace door opened, the scene in the hall also fell into Yang Xuan's eyes. His pupils suddenly shrank and he stared at the center of the hall, where there were three black coffins...

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Just one update today, the condition is not good, I will make up for the third update tomorrow, woohoo...

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