God of Life and Death

After carefully sensing the will of heaven in the underworld, he actually resonated with this formation.

Damn it, Fang Yue was really tricked.

However, Fang Yue's scheming person was not him but the creatures of these six tribes.

If the six tribes want to get the blessing of heaven here, they only need to sacrifice the enemy's corpses, flesh and blood, origin crystals or the origin power of the universe.

This is tantamount to leading the people of the six tribes to fall into a trap, and actively sending themselves into the tiger's mouth of the will of heaven in the underworld!

"They will make their own decision!"

Fang Yue smiled strangely.

"Sir, it's up to you next!"

Fang Yue said with great respect for the will of heaven in the underworld.

"Fang Yue, I will believe you this time!"

The will of heaven in the underworld gritted its teeth.

She knew she was gambling, but she had to gamble!

The will of heaven in the underworld forms a seal with both hands, gently pressing the void.

A large amount of the original power of the universe was extracted.

All space power defenses near this hill are several times weaker.

If there were outsiders, it would be countless times easier to enter this underworld!

"The gears of fate! Let's turn again!"

Fang Yue sang softly.

Then, a huge force of space began to gather around this hill!

"well!"

The little girl who was transformed into the will of heaven in the underworld sighed softly, and then her figure gradually became illusory and faded away.

Half a day later.

In an ancient grand canyon in the underworld.

A beautiful woman in a black cloak knelt down on an ancient stone altar.

This altar is engraved with the mark of a six-pointed star.

Reliefs of gods and demons gradually lit up around the altar.

There were a total of twelve reliefs of gods and demons, and their eyes all flashed with a faint red light.

"When the gears of fate turn again, the man of destiny will appear!"

The beautiful woman in a black cloak whispered softly, her palms clasped together and her face majestic.

Immediately afterwards, eight strong men carried the corpses of four ferocious beasts and placed them on the altar as sacrifices.

These four ferocious beasts are the ancient divine elephant, the Taichu Green Ox, the five-clawed golden dragon and the four-winged flying tiger.

Ox, tiger, elephant, and dragon respectively represent the four units of measuring the level of power that have been inherited from the times.

But few people know that if the corpses of these four ferocious beasts are used as sacrifices, they can summon the arrival of the legendary Lord of Power!

He is one of the twelve supreme gods in the Shendi civilization who once stood at the top of the pyramid!

The four ferocious beasts are all powerful beings at the level of the Immortal Lord. As sacrifices, they are already top-notch in the underworld!

On the altar, the reliefs of gods and demons gradually became clearer.

These twelve demon gods are also the twelve supreme gods in the divine civilization!

"Sunset, after so many years, you finally gathered enough sacrifices to wake me up again!"

In the altar, a gentle voice gradually sounded.

A gentle man in white appeared on the altar, wearing a white robe and holding a golden scepter.

Except for a little purple mark between his eyebrows, no one could tell that he was different from an ordinary Confucian scholar.

"Dear Lord of Power, please forgive me. This sacrifice was not brought together by me, but given to me by my new master, Lord Fang Yue! He said to me, the most brilliant era The curtain is about to begin, and there should be a stage for the civilization of the gods. So he gave me the sacrifice to wake you up! And gave you a small gift!"

Sunset respectfully delivered a top-grade faith bead to the Lord of Power.

No civilized person can escape the temptation of this power of faith, and it is still so strong.

"He has lit his own divine fire?"

The Lord of Power took the Pearl of Faith, but he did not swallow it instantly, but held it between two fingers and played with it!

In the sunset, he could feel a trace of residual divine power.

Although this divine power is weak, it is extremely pure.

This can only be possessed by the first generation of gods.

Although Sunset is powerful and is his own believer, the power of Sunset was given by himself, and he should be extremely familiar with it.

"That's right, my new master has an insight into the power of the great master of power in my body, so he purchased me from the reincarnation sea! Now I am Lord Fang Yue's loyal slave!"

The sunset told the truth.

Fang Yue actually did not tell the truth to Zhang Sanfeng.

Regarding the civilization of Shendi and the power of faith, Fang Yue feels that the fewer people know about it, the better!

"good very good!"

The Lord of Power gently crushed the Lord of Faith in his hand, and the power of faith flooded into his body.

The Lord of Power felt that his power was gradually recovering, and the strands of power of faith were like long-lost rain, falling on the dry and cracked earth!

In the canyon, the mountains and rivers swayed.

The sky and the earth change color.

A huge bloody field slowly spread out.

field of strength.

Within the scope of this domain, thousands of creatures above the Void Immortal Realm, whether they are people of all races or birds and beasts, are all trembling at this moment and then fly towards the Lord of Power, kneeling on the ground and paying homage. Worship, and in an instant he became a fanatical believer of the Lord of Power, providing him with a steady stream of faith and willing to sacrifice everything for him.

The Lord of Power is nourished by the power of faith and becomes more powerful and mysterious!

Only Sunset, who was responsible for sacrificing and summoning the Lord of Power, remained unchanged and was not affected by the Lord of Power's domain at all.

The Lord of Power was not angry, but praised him.

"Sunset, you have found a good master this time!"

In another place.

An ancient ethnic group is also praying, this time the entire ethnic group is praying.

An old man in animal clothing, lean, dark-skinned, short in stature, his face covered with ancient oil paint.

The old man looked at the three-foot-tall stone statue in front of him and muttered silently.

"The ghosts and gods are immortal! The laws of heaven are unified!"

The huge stone statue slowly shattered, and pieces of stone fell down and fell to the ground, completely shattered.

Behind the old man, hundreds of tribesmen were also shouting at this time.

"The ghosts and gods are immortal! The laws of heaven are unified!"

The sounds of shouts and prayers rippled like surging waves.

Then, the stone statue completely collapsed.

A figure of a thin man appeared.

He was wearing bronze armor and carrying a rusty sword in his hand!

Between the eyebrows, a vertical eye is tightly closed, like a red line.

If you don't observe carefully, you won't be able to see the slightest clue at all!

"The wheels of the times are turning. Is a new era about to begin again?"

The man said softly.

A long sigh fell, and the vegetation withered and turned to ashes within a hundred miles.

But the skinny old man gradually became younger, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes disappeared, and his white hair turned into jet black.

"Clan leader, do you know what releasing me means?"

The man said to the old man.

"Rakshasa appears in this world, and all living beings are in ruins!"

The clan leader said with a trembling voice.

"Am I the Rakshasa of this generation?"

The man talked to himself, his voice was soft, and his eyes were filled with confusion that never dissipated!

…

In the People's League.

Qibao Kingdom.

In a dilapidated house, a nine-year-old boy was holding his six-year-old sister in his arms and shivering!

A Yin-Yang level black demon warrior picked up the pitch-black sword in his hand, swung it gently, and slashed towards the little boy's neck!

The little boy closed his eyes in despair.

Waiting for the irresistible sword to fall on his neck, and then end this short and painful life.

And at this time.

A leaf falls.

The leaves glowed, blocking the blade of the sword.

A brief pause.

The next second, there was a local sound.

The black iron sword instantly shattered and turned into billions of fragments that splashed all over the ground!

"This is my human race's territory. You seem to be taking my human race too seriously by doing this!"

A young man in a raincoat jumped down from the roof.

There was a piece of grass in the corner of his mouth.

A cynical look on his face.

The Qingye just now was thrown out by him! His name is Ye Qingyi, a disciple of the Tianye Sect from a nearby small sect. In terms of talent, he is not outstanding. Only when he was eighteen years old did he break through to the ninth level of the Yin-Yang Realm.

In the underworld, this is just commonplace. Of course, for ordinary people, they are already masters of seeing the beginning but not the end of the dragon.

"Brother Qingyi, Brother Qingyi is here!"

The little girl slowly opened her eyes and found that she was not dead. A familiar figure stood in front of her. This made her overjoyed and she couldn't help but chirp.

"Xiaorou, don't worry, with Brother Qingyi here, these evil guys can't hurt you even a hair!"

Ye Qingyi rubbed Xiaorou's cute little head and said.

"Hundan! Are you from Tianyemen? The elders of Tianyemen have promised to give the Seven Treasures Kingdom to my Black Demon Clan! How dare you resist our eating!"

Seeing that his sword was destroyed, this Yin-Yang level black demon couldn't help but roared at Ye Qingyi with anger on his face.

Ye Qingyi's complexion was ashen.

"I don't care about other people. I guarantee the death of these two brothers! They are my friends! I can't let them die in front of me!"

Ye Qingyi said impassionedly.

"Friend? Stop teasing me! How could you, a monk at the Yin-Yang realm, become friends with an ant at the innate realm?"

The strong man from the black demon clan sneered.

"Strong people will only become friends with strong people. The clouds in the sky will not have any intersection with the soil on the ground!"

"You don't understand! I'm too lazy to explain to you, should you let me go now or let me kill you!"

Ye Qingyi gradually regained his cynicism.

Wisps of murderous intent condensed from the void and suppressed the black demons in the Yin and Yang realm!

The killing intent is like a knife, making the black demons at the Yin and Yang realm feel pain on their skin.

"Ye Qingyi, do you dare to attack me? Do you know that if you kill me, it will be equivalent to Tianyemen taking action against my Black Demon Clan, and it will be equivalent to tearing up the cooperation agreement with Tianyemen!"

The strong man from the black demon tribe at the Yin and Yang realm roared at Ye Qingyi.

But the only thing that responded to him was another fallen green leaf.

The fallen leaves were like knives, gently cutting across the Black Demon's neck.

The strong scales are like a thin piece of paper, unable to withstand the tenacity of fallen leaves.

The neck of the Yin-Yang level black demon was scratched.

Blood spurted out and scattered all over the ground.

The head fell to the ground.

The black demon at the Yin-Yang realm looked at Ye Qingyi in disbelief.

He couldn't believe it in his heart that Ye Qingyi actually dared to do something to him!

It was obvious that Tianyemen behind Ye Qingyi had compromised and bowed to the black demon clan and signed an armistice agreement.

Even Tianyemen has handed over the Qibao Kingdom to the Black Demon Clan in exchange for a brief hundred years of peace.

"Qingyi, you're going too far!"

At this time, a steady and deep voice came from behind Ye Qingyi.

"Master?!"

Ye Qingyi slowly turned back.

Behind him is a middle-aged man with a Chinese character face, a lion nose and a square mouth, who is calm and powerful.

There was a divine light in his eyes.