Juggernaut Reborn

"boom!"

A shocking sound came, and the dragon fell from the sky, and the entire royal city seemed to be shocked.

"Boss, this girl is so sexy, I can't handle it!" The dragon cried and instantly turned into a pocket-sized size, only then escaped from the shackles of those iron chains.

Seeing that the little black dragon could not defeat the queen's magical powers, Wang Yu was sweating coldly. What should I do now? Wouldn't he die at the hands of this woman?

"Don't worry, I won't kill you, I just said that I will erase all you see and hear today." The emperor came to Wang Yu, slapped a faint light with his right hand, and put it towards Wang Yu's forehead.

"Memory Body-taking"

With the queen's whisper, Wang Yu felt a flash in front of him.

Just at this moment, Wang Yu seemed to have lost consciousness. At this moment, Wang Yu's consciousness was at the deepest part of his memory, watching his memory breaking and reorganizing.

"This... seems familiar..." Wang Yu patted his head, and his face looked painful.

Through this memory fragment, Wang Yu seemed to have entered a strange world, with the moon, bamboo forest, and wooden houses.

By the stream, a woman in a red robe was covered in blood, and the corners of her mouth were still proudly raised.

"Since that's the case... why should I be so tired? I'll let you go... Forget me... In this virtual world, there is no existence of the Lord of the Realm... I give up myself and don't let you be enemies with this world...

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A trace of snowflakes rippling, and the sky was filled with snow. In the cold night, the blood-stained hands were still so hot...

"Seven Lifes and Seven Generations..."

Wang Yu hugged his head in pain, with blood in his eyes, and a trace of memory lost. In the deepest part of his heart, it seemed to begin to show up again...

"Seven Lifes and Seven Generations..."

Wang Yu roared wildly, and seven lives and seven generations of memories kept emerging in his memory, and little bits of memory kept hitting the deepest part of Wang Yu's heart.

"Seven lives and seven generations!"

Suddenly, with a magic roar, two huge magic horns grew above Wang Yu's head, and his two blood-red eyes suddenly turned snow-white. A pair of wings that looked like night behind him kept flapping wildly...

"Seven Lifes and Seven Generations!!"

In that peak heavenly palace that cannot be reached, there is a legend of seven lives and seven generations.

When the Lord of Night meets the first god in the history, he will start a crazy fight...

Fight, love, fight, die!

This is the destiny of heaven, and it is also a fixed number. It is the punishment of the Dao to the two peaks. This punishment should follow the seven lives and seven generations!

Demon, God...

"The Demon... God... Seven Lifes and Seven Lifes... I, Lord of the Night, She, King of Gods... First, Second, Seventh!"

Wang Yu yelled incomprehensible words over and over again. Even the queen's empress could not help but feel shocked when she looked at Wang Yu now!

"The Night Demon Clan...it's so possible, it's actually the incarnation of the Night Demon Clan!" The queen's body trembled wildly. It's okay, the pair of demon horns, the snow-white eyes that were so cold that it was so cold, the pair of night Demon Clan, and the pair of night Demon Clan.

The most noble bloodline of the peak heavenly palace that can be possessed can enter the night bloodline of reincarnation, and the immortal night immortal king!

"It is actually the incarnation of the Night Demon Clan... But how could this be? It's not legend that the seven generations have passed, and the Immortal King of the Night and the Ancestor of the Divine Demon have disappeared?! Why, why is the incarnation of the Night Demon Clan...

Wang Yu! Who are you and who are you!"

At this time, Wang Yu was no longer considered a human being. He had already begun to go wildly. His terrifying eyes, huge demon horns, and behind him could disperse the wings of the night that were sunny and the huge tail of the night.

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"Seven Life and Seventh World... Memory fragments... Return them to me!" "Wang Yu" roared wildly!

At this moment, the void in the Shangwu Realm suddenly shattered, and a pair of two eyes that were so cold that they suddenly descended onto this world.

These are the eyes that make all things tremble, and this is the momentum that makes the world scared!

For a moment, the continents began to boil, and the religious peak of this world began to notice this change.

"The natural vision seems to be the revival of the night demon clan. I don't know whether it is a blessing or a disaster..." The man in white robe sat calmly on the top of the cliff, looking at the angry and cold eyes in the air, worried.

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"Why worry the master sect? No one has ever been in my demon-suppressing tower for thousands of years. If there is any change, then I will be considered as a reservation of the free body of the Night Demon Clan, and a new member can be added to the demon-suppressing tower.

"A man holding a long sword said proudly.

"Where is the saint..." The man in white robe suddenly turned his head aside.

"Master Sect..." A **** woman stood lightly in front of the man in white robe.

This woman with a plain face, with countless mysterious symbols on her body and exudes an extremely holy aura, which makes people unable to look directly. If you look directly at it, it seems that your mind will be purified.

Sacred, beautiful but inviolable.

"Can the number of days be deduced..." asked the man in white robe.

"Yes." The saint nodded: "Shenzhou, Northern Region... Great Zhao, Imperial Palace... The transformation of the Immortal King of Night... Memory fragments are being reorganized! Calling for the reincarnation of all the night demons, a new era is beginning

…………The Lord of the Void Realm…The Ancestor of the Divine Realm… Seven Lifes and Seven Generations, the bondage of the Heavenly Way is relaxed…” Halfway through speaking, the saint suddenly turned pale, and with a 'wow' sound, he spit out a big mouthful of blood,

The person also instantly collapsed on the ground.

"Well... the fate of the Immortal King of the Night is definitely not something we can deduce. This is the limit and cannot be carried out in depth..." The saint said in an extremely weak manner.

"Enough... There must be no major changes in the human world at present, I'll go and have a look." The man in white robe who was sitting on the edge of the cliff suddenly stood up, and his whole body disappeared without a trace.

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"Destroy me for seven generations, the way of heaven is ruthless! I will destroy it!" "Wang Yu" roared wildly.

"It's really the transformation of the Immortal King of the Night..." The queen only felt that her feet were weak and she almost fell to the ground.

The legend of the Immortal King of the Night and the Ancestor of the Divine Destiny has never been lost.

Moreover, this secret was heard from the Peak Heavenly Palace, and only some Henggu divine deities in the upper realm knew that it happened that the current queen was one of Henggu divine deities.

Legend has it that when the universe first opened, there were only two noble bloodlines, the Immortal King of the Night and the Ancestor of the Gods. These two existed in a crazy battle to compete for the era of opening up the world. They fought for thousands of years, and their magic power during the war.

The leakage of divine power creates mountains and flowing water, a nearly perfect world.

The remaining magic and divine power have created all the roots of everything, the gods and the night demons!

The Immortal King of the Night and the Ancestor of the Divine Destiny began to quit. After tens of millions of years of getting along, they gradually fell in love, thus creating an ancient forgetful period in which the gods and demons were relatively harmonious and friendly.

However, the Dao of Heaven collapsed. In order to punish the Immortal King of the Night and the Ancestor of the Divine Wild, the Dao of Heaven created the Heavenly Palace Realm. The power of the Great Dao transformed the Immortal Phoenix Bloodline, the Dao of God, the Bloodline of Immortals, the Bloodline of Buddha, and the bloodlines of various ancient Heavenly Palaces.

In this way, the Immortal King of the Night and the Ancestor of the Divine Destiny became the target of public criticism, rejected and attacked by the bloodlines of the major heavenly palaces.

The Immortal King of the Night and the Ancestor of the Gods are so powerful. Even though the bloodline is powerful, it still cannot compete with these two noble gods and demons who have existed before the world has opened.

The way of heaven was furious, and the great way was at its peak, and cursed the two of them, killing them to death, and seven lives and seven generations!

In the first life, the sky collapsed and the earth broke...

In the second world, the sea water is exhausted...

In the third world, all things perish...

The Fourth World, the Ancient War...

The fifth generation, the ancient battlefield...

The sixth generation, each of the creative races, demons, human races...

As for the seventh generation, no one knows it, but the Dark Immortal King and the Ancestor of the Gods will not have any good endings after all. The way of heaven is irreversible, and the sky is irreversible!

Some vague memories are revealed in Wang Yu's mind.

"The Demon Clan... The Sixth Generation, reincarnated as a demon, founded the Demon Clan, but... was still forced back by the human race she founded..." Wang Yu gasped, his black feet unsteadily stared at the stunned eyes.

The little black dragon walked away.

"Hope... you, you, you are... you are the last hope, you are the last hope! Night... The night will not disappear, and when the seven dragons reunite... you are a new variable...

Help me... help me break the shackles of the way of heaven... I... my Immortal King of Night... is about to go against the will of heaven!"

"You! It's you!" Suddenly, the little black dragon's hair was standing upside down. Isn't the man in front of him the mysterious man who imprisoned him in the Imperial Golden Tower? What he said now is exactly the same as before.

"What is my hope? Why is it me?" Xiao Heilong looked puzzled, and he had no idea what the man said. He hoped... what kind of hope was that he could break the shackles of the way of heaven?! How could this be possible

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"It is the hope of life, the hope of breaking the bondage. In the sixth generation, I created the seven dragons... The dragon clan, the demon clan is to break free from the constraints of the great way... You are... hope!"

Suddenly, the queen seemed to realize something and frowned. Could it be that it was because of memory deprivation that awakened the memories deep in the night demon clan?!

Crushing memory fragments is the principle of memory deprivation, but even ordinary night demons, the soul power after reincarnation is extremely powerful, not to mention the highest level of Night Immortal King, it is not something that memory deprivation can be bound by memory deprivation.

Unexpectedly, when his blind cat met a dead mouse, he actually broke and reorganized the memory fragments of the Immortal King of Night, and had the consciousness of the Immortal King of Night. In this way, things will be troublesome... The Immortal King of Night

Once the bondage of the God-Dead clan is broken, who can subdue it?!

It was not until this time that "Wang Yu" understood why Zi Yan's body existed in the underground palace of Death.

Zi Yan is the illusion of the ancestor of the Divine Palace. The corpse in the Death Underground Palace should be the fifth generation. As for the Lord of the Death Underground Palace, it is the great demon that Wang Yu once transformed! It is also the king.

Yu's fifth generation illusion!

No wonder Zi Yan has the strength of the Taoist rank after being killed by the monster after death, because Zi Yan is not a human being, but the noble ancestor of the divine deity!

The Realm King and Zi Yan in the Xusheng Realm should be the three souls and seven spirits of the ancestor of the Divine Realm. Zi Yan is the three souls and the Realm King is the seven spirits. When the two are combined into one, the ancestor of the Divine Realm, the

Will be resurrected!

'Wang Yu' touched his head and laughed wildly: "Grow up quickly, my demon soul and the body of Emperor Jinta are about to be reshaped, and I will come back again!"

Suddenly, a trembling trembled above the void of the harem. Immediately, a man in a white robe floated in the air, with his feet facing a plain face, and looked at the Immortal Night in front of him, and said softly.

: "The noble existence, the bounds of the way of heaven, have never left, please do not disturb the world."

"Hmm?! The slave of the Great Dao?!" Seeing the man, the dark night king's eyes suddenly burst out with a black light.

As soon as the black light came out, the space was shattered and it had been twisted to its limit. The man in white robe in the void suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and fell on the ground in an instant.

"Hehehe... The Ancestor of God created you, is it just to be an enemy of me... It's ridiculous, sad, haha!" The Immortal Night smiled wildly: "The Emperor above the Holy Lord of Humanity" said: "

Is it just like this that the strong man? He will break the void in the future and become an immortal, but he will only be like this... Such a low-level bloodline, and he also wants to be an enemy of me... Hehe!"

After saying that, the Ziyan Sword was suddenly pulled out with a clang, and Wang Yu said with a crazy laugh: "How about the Supreme Sword among humans, how about comparing with me?"

As soon as the words were finished, a black sword light was thousands of feet long. When passing through the void, the void was broken, and countless flowers, plants and trees were all sucked into the broken void.

"The swordsmanship of the Immortal King of the Night is amazing, and I am not comparable to ours. I hope that the noble existence is as noble as yours, abide by the rules of the great way, and don't continue to disturb..." The man in white robe escaped a black gourd from his arms and immediately

He sucked all the extremely terrifying black sword light in.

"Gaga, the black gourd of the Hades, tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, I didn't expect it to have anything to do with the Hades... It turns out that it is a slave of the heavenly way, a humble existence..." 'Wang Yu' suddenly retracted the purple smoke sword back into the scabbard and said to him.

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"For you who have existed in the world, we are indeed a humble existence. However, the identity of the Pluto is so noble. It is the ancient Shura clan and countless golden light clans that already existed before the universe was opened. If we talk about seniority, we will only

I'm afraid you're not enough..." Gradually, the man in the white robe became a little tougher.

Before the man in white robe finished speaking, there was another tremor in the void. The originally broken void instantly recovered. An old man with white hair appeared in the sky, and behind him was a woman in purple clothes.

, This person is Zi Yan.

"The Night Demon Clan... This is indeed!" The old man looked at "Wang Yu" who was constantly shaking the black demon tail in shock.

"The king in charge of the human race... you will also appear here, which is really unexpected for me..." Seeing the old man, the man in white robe spoke indifferently.

"Why do you have to be polite to the Taoist master? It is your responsibility to jointly maintain the order of the great way in the lower realm. Now the night demon tribe is reappearing, I am afraid that the demon tribe created by the Night Immortal King will soon break the seal, and then it will be

The creatures are devastated, they are sinful.”

"nonsense!"

With a long roar, the two of them quickly closed their eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

"Zi Yan! Come here!" "Wang Yu's right hand was opened, and the woman in purple in the old man pulled her away with an invisible suction force.

go.

"The art of ghosts? I tell you who it is? It turns out that it was done by the human king. You deserve to die." "Wang Yu's snow-white and ruthless eyes stared at the old man in the air with gloomy eyes.

Before the old man could say anything, a dagger suddenly appeared in Zi Yan's hand with a cold light flashing. The dagger happened to be inserted into his heart under the surprised gaze of "Wang Yu".

"Hmph, is it just a low-ranking method like this? The human race that you created by her... can only be like this."

Then, "Wang Yu's devil claws lifted Zi Yan up, grabbed Zi Yan's neck hard, and smiled sinisterly: "Gaga... As the ancestor of the gods, you are now created by yourself.

It's really ironic that the race is typing around, isn't it

Yes, isn’t it a kind of irony that I once loved the most? Well?!”

Zi Yan was pinned by the magic claws of "Wang Yu", his face flushed, and the power of the monsters was dissipating bit by bit. When the power of the monsters was dissipating, Zi Yan would disappear.

"What is the cowardice of the sixth lifetime? It's just an enemy of the world and an enemy of the heaven. In this life, you will not be disappointed again... I'm waiting for you, come to seek revenge on me, don't die

, Purple Smoke God Departed…”

A strange smile appeared on ‘Wang Yu’s face, and his whole body exuded a black aura. The terrifying aura was gradually dissipating, and the huge demon claws gradually loosened.

The demon horns faded, the white pupils dissipated, Wang Yu's mind was in chaos, and various messages kept coming in his mind.

"Zi Yan, kill him to prevent future troubles... Boy, don't blame me for being cruel. You are transformed by the Immortal King of Night. It will be a torture for you and the world in the future. It is better to be relieved early than to be freed early.

It's right." The old man sighed helplessly.

"Since that's the case, I will say goodbye first. I believe that the king of human race should be able to handle this matter well." The man in white robe smiled lightly and disappeared at the end of the void in an instant, as if he had never appeared before.

generally.

"Hmph..." Seeing the Taoist lord disappear, the old man snorted heavily and then said, "Go to do it."

The queen below retreated slightly to the side. It would not be a bad thing to do so. Once the illusion of the Immortal King of Night is destroyed, the clan of Night will disappear forever and will never appear in this world again. For Gods and people,

Everything is a good thing.

Zi Yan's hands were trembling for some reason, but she still slapped Wang Yu, who was in a coma.

The attack of the Taoist powerhouse is so terrifying. If Wang Yu is truly convinced, he will definitely die!

The little black dragon had a little sad face, but at this time it could not reverse the mortal ending. No one present could be able to fight against the enemy.

However, at this moment, the Ziyan Sword suddenly emitted a purple light, blocking Wang Yu's body. Ziyan's palm only hit the purple light and did not hurt Wang

Yu.

"Don't hurt him!" Suddenly, a sharp shout came from the purple light in the purple smoke sword. Immediately, the purple light kept changing its form and becoming substance.

This is still a woman in purple clothes, with her ink hair flying, with a stunning look, and her facial features exactly like Zi Yan, as if she was like a person.

"This is...this is!" Suddenly, a hint of surprise appeared in the eyes of the white-haired old man. He was so familiar with this thing.

"Sword Spirit!" The old man with white hair suddenly screamed in surprise.

Sword Spirit, in this world, is very rare. Only those who need to love swords as their lives, swords as their wives, swords as their children, and swords as their relatives have a one-ten thousand chance to transform the swords into the form of sword spirit.

The sword spirit is extremely loyal to the master, and can make the master's sword spirit be there, and the master's dead sword spirit scatter.

In other words, as much as you love this sword, then, the sword will love you...

Someone has guarded a sword alone for thousands of years, and there are examples of sword spirits. However, this is just a legend. At present, in the entire Shangwu world, there are only a handful of people with sword spirits. Everyone loves swords.

Like life.

"Such a good seedling...if it was not for the transformation of the Immortal King of Night... In the future, he would have been the supreme existence among me, alas... a pity!" The old man with white hair kept sighing.