King of Black Mist

"Someone has become a saint!" The universe roared.

The most exciting thing was the six stars of the earth. People gave earth-shattering cheers and the planet was shaken.

No matter who becomes a saint next, the civilization of the earth will be safe and sound. A saint is enough to protect and make a civilization extremely prosperous!

"Saint," the old heavenly throne was trembling, "it is above the heavenly throne. No matter how powerful the heavenly throne is, it cannot block the saint's look. Such holiness finally appears again."

There has been no saint in the world for many years.

Thirty-two saints are on the time dam, and the remaining saints have become official players and cannot take action. Now, an unfettered New Year is born.

The pattern of the universe will undergo tremendous changes.

Earth's civilization will surely prosper to the extreme, and some civilizations will inevitably perish as a result.

Just like the value game, behind the glory and transcendence are endless corpses. The floating corpses in the starry sky and sky are still there, and the nine holy cities are stained with blood.

In the First Temple, the heroes were silent.

The princess suddenly laughed, her voice was clear and elegant.

She applauded and said, "I admire you. I would rather fall down and risk my own fall than send my sister to become a saint. I want to be your sister."

Everyone had different expressions.

Some were angry, some admired, and some were frightened, impressed by Li Changzhou's character, methods, and strength.

"Have you realized your own holy method?" Zhenlong had already suspected it, so he found an opportunity to ask.

"No." Li Changzhou was not lying.

The ultimate union of divine magic is the rudiment of holy law, and he is still far from it.

But to everyone, he was already on the way, especially the combination of two magical arts, which was too terrifying.

Otherwise, how could the [Annihilation Divine Light] with twenty-one times of combat power possibly deceive them by pretending to be a "false victory" and make most of the participants tremble?

That kind of extremely powerful destructive energy is enough to crush anyone.

The expressions of some elders were particularly solemn. How many years had Li Changzhou been practicing? It took about twenty years to get to this point.

And for two hundred thousand or two million years, they are still thinking of ways to increase the number of providences.

"King of Black Mist," the old leader of the Order Empire said, "You have occupied a holy throne, can you stop?"

"You can't be greedy." The king of the country of death also said.

Yaochi smiled, so charming and enchanting that no one dared to look down upon her. She said to Li Changzhou, "These people are scared."

The reincarnation writer said calmly: "Who can not be afraid? There are 47,861 comrades here, and there are only eleven saints left."

They were not afraid of Li Changzhou, but they were afraid of not having the holy title.

"You want to join forces to exclude us?" Yaochi asked.

"It's not about ostracizing, it's about reminding you to stop." A golden bull said in a deep voice.

Everyone looked at Li Changzhou and the other three, and it was clear that they were not allowed to participate in the next competition for the eleven holy thrones.

"If you are not afraid of death, come and stop us." Yang Qinglan said calmly.

She was dressed in Tsing Yi, with a graceful figure and black hair that flowed freely. Standing there, she made the blood-stained temple seem transcendent.

Yaochi smiled and said: "Sacrifice yourself to help others, I'm afraid they don't have such a noble spirit."

Everyone looked at each other.

Some of the participants really wanted to join forces to kill Li Changzhou and the others, but as Yaochi said, they were worried about sacrificing themselves to help others.

Some people looked at Li Changzhou secretly.

Apart from answering the real dragon's questions, he remained silent and was recovering from his injuries. Even though sending Li Qianxia into the main hall was a surprise, he still paid a huge price.

The most serious thing is the realm falling.

He almost lost the ability to cast two ultimate divine spells at the same time.

"If there is no 'false victory', kill him a thousand times!" Someone secretly whispered, filled with murderous intent.

The King of Black Mist is very strong, but what really scares people is the "false victory". It is hard to say whether the Saint can stop the real world-destroying level.

"How about this-" The princess stepped out and attracted everyone's attention.

She was smiling, and under the gaze of the powerful men in the hall, she remained confident and calm, and her demeanor was heart-warming.

"——King of Black Mist, as long as you sign the contract and promise not to use "False Victory" in the next Holy War, we will let you continue."

Yaochi sneered, not vulgarly, because the beautiful face had a certain charm.

"Then it's better to just use 'False Victory' and kill you all here." She said.

"Is it really possible?" The princess disapproved, "If it can really be done, why not do it?"

Yang Qinglan smiled, a little helpless: "The frog in the well."

"Oh? Please enlighten me." The queen's smile did not change.

"The 'False Victory' can kill you, and even kill the saints on the upper reaches of the river of time, but by doing so, you cannot become a 'winner'. My husband's goal is not just to become a saint."

"The premise is that we want to live." Li Changzhou stabilized his state, "If we encounter a life and death crisis, let alone kill you, I will not hesitate to destroy the world."

"Dao Dao!" Someone shouted to the sky, "It's so unfair. I demand that the King of Black Mist's "false victory" be banned!"

"That's right, saints can't take action, so why can a 'false victory' that is stronger than a saint be used!"

"Ban 'Fake Victory'!" Many powerful people said in unison.

The breath of the avenue roared, and the saint's voice that had appeared once before sounded in the temple.

"Collect 'Invincible', 'No Taboos', and 'Invincible' to obtain 'False Victory'. Any living creature is qualified. Those who are incompetent should not bark." The saint said calmly.

In the temple, the expression of the strong man who asked for the ban on "Fake Victory" changed again and again.

Although they were official saints, they did not dare to talk back. There was a natural instinct that suppressed them. Creatures under the saints could not resist the saints.

Li Changzhou said loudly: "Everyone, please rest assured. When fighting alone, I will never use "false victory". If I violate this oath, I, the King of Black Mist, will leave the Holy City on the spot and give up the fight for the Holy Throne!"

Everyone's expressions turned even uglier.

This kid really wants to be the "winner"!

Do not use "false victory" when fighting alone. It is obvious that you do not take anyone present seriously and think that you are sure of victory.

"Okay." The God King who merged with [Heaven's Will Void] stood up, his aura was misty, if there was nothing, "There are twelve saints, the King of Black Mist occupies four, and there are eight left. It's true." Are you afraid that you won’t be able to sit on it?”

The real dragon sneered: "As ants, naturally they can only form groups."

Corpse Gene didn't say much, just said: "The passage leading to the second temple has not yet appeared. It seems that someone must enter the side hall - who is willing to enter the side hall and become the sub-sage?"

Everyone's minds immediately changed.

There are many powerful people staring at Ya Sheng.

Even if this is the sub-holy position of the first temple, most powerful people will not focus on these two positions because they are unwilling to give up the holy position prematurely.

boom!

A fierce battle broke out instantly, with strong men fighting in both side halls.

Most of the strong men didn't move, just stood there and waited.

Soon, thousands of people shed blood on the spot. The three elders of the Great Wall of Divine Will and a player, with the support of their respective forces, won with difficulty and entered the deputy palace.

"The passage appears!"

The wall facing the entrance to the First Temple disappeared silently and became the exit.

"Walk!"

Everyone was in no hurry to take action and rushed towards the exit.

Li Changzhou, Yang Qinglan, and Yaochi were in no hurry to leave. The three of them were now the target of public criticism, and all the strong men were on guard against them.

The "Fragrant Leaf Crown" flew out and hovered over the corpses, absorbing the remaining laws and Taoist charms.

Yaochi looked relaxed and said with a smile: "Qian Xia becomes a saint, and even if we don't get a single saint, there will be enough safe time for us to practice on our own."

"You must also pay attention." Yang Qinglan said, "Two people from the same force cannot be sanctified."

"There's no need to rush." ​​Li Changzhou smiled and said, "We don't have to fight for it, let them fight for it. Whoever dares to get close to the holy throne, we just help everyone kill him. When everyone is almost dead, our chance will come. "

The "Fragrant Leaf Crown" flew back and was placed on Li Changzhou's head.

The three of them flew through the air and rushed towards the exit. The divine consciousness on the platform between Li Changzhou's eyebrows held the "Pearl of Wisdom" and comprehended the results of the "Fragrant Leaf Crown".

Flying out of the exit, there is void in front of you.

In the void, using the stars as a road, all the way to the left is the second temple.

These stars that paved the way were fine as they approached the First Temple, but they were shattered midway. Disputes arose again, and all the strong men took action.

The three of them followed behind them unhurriedly, and to see who was at the front, they took action together with the others.

These strong men naturally guessed his plan, but they were helpless.

Facing the fearful looks of everyone, Li Changzhou laughed loudly: "Don't worry, everyone, I will not fight for the second holy position!"

As he spoke, he fired [Godly Light of Annihilation] and blasted the Star Monkey rushing in front.

This monkey was born from the essence of the stars. As long as the stars are immortal, it will live forever and be high up in the world.

Being beaten up by Li Changzhou directly angered him.

"King of Black Mist, come here, I'll challenge you to a duel!" Star Monkey wielded his golden mace and killed directly from the front to the back.

The golden mace swept away, and every move shook the world, destroying countless strong men.

He came to Li Changzhou.

"Bug, die!"

"Boom!", hitting the golden trumpet, its power is boundless, and it moves forward indomitably.

Li Changzhou didn't show any weakness, he slashed with his bronze war spear, and endless brilliant divine energy exploded like a raging ocean.

The two quickly became entangled together, like two beams of light.

Li Changzhou quickly discovered that this monkey seemed to have a bad temper, but he was very smart. The two fought and fought until they reached the front of the team, an area qualified for the final battle.

Not only that, while fighting, they would also sneak attack on nearby people from time to time.

No one can stop the two of them from joining forces, and yes, Li Changzhou also helps him sneak attacks on people.

To say that one person and one monkey are acting is not entirely true. If one party is at a disadvantage, the other party will definitely become violent.

That's not the case for them. After the fight in the First Temple, everyone has vaguely reached a tacit understanding - not to fight to the death easily, and see who falls into a disadvantage and immediately add insult to injury.

Sometimes a group of people will suddenly attack someone.

Li Changzhou, Star Monkey, Corpse Gene, God King, etc. have all been beaten up and participated in the beatings.

It's very bloody, and strong men fall all the time.

At the end of the fight, some of the strong men were frightened by force and took the initiative to retreat.

Then, these strong men were almost completely wiped out, and the people in front suddenly attacked them.

"Stop, I quit!" a white dragon shouted.

Bang!

The God King waved his large space palm and blew up the white dragon.

Who knows whether these strong people who "exited" really quit, or chose to retreat and wait for the critical moment to attack.

"The only way to exit is death!" Corpse genes are also killing.

His army of bones was also being slaughtered, and no one who fought wanted to see the army of bones.

Finally, they entered the temple again.

In an instant, everyone went crazy and started working hard.

Accidents can happen to everyone at any time, battles are fierce, blood is sprayed all the time, bones are broken, and God's will leaves the body.

"kill!!"

There is a sea of ​​thunder and light, rolling in, terrifying to the extreme!

The real fire of Jiunai is like rain, pouring out endlessly, burning everything.

The sword light that can destroy a star with one sword is everywhere, the punch light that can explode a star with one punch is flying in all directions, and the ultimate soul-killing technique suddenly appears.

The Buddha's kingdom in the palm of your hand will be shattered, order will be destroyed, space will be torn apart and reunited, and death will not be able to dominate.

"It's too scary..." All living beings in the universe were stunned.

It's so spectacular and tragic that it makes your scalp numb and your whole body trembles.

Some strong men were crushed and fled to the edge of the temple, struggling to replenish their bodies and spirits.

"Am I defeated? I don't have the strength to become a saint." He fell into confusion, "No, as long as there is a chance, I will fight for it! Kill!"

He rushed back to the battlefield, fought against the real dragon's 'Human Fist', and was hit by the Sanqing Dao Light. No one could see how he died in the end because he had too many magical powers.

"This is the king of the Bronze Civilization!" A civilization in the universe wailed, "He was invincible for a long time and protected countless people, and he died just like that!"

The battlefield seemed to be powered by the blood of the strong and the corpses were the road, slowly advancing towards the light gate of the main hall.

There is blood at every step.

When it is difficult to make progress, some strong people will be broken.

At the end of the fight, only a few dozen people actually had a chance to make a last stand.

At this point, it's too late for the others to move forward. Their only choice is to destroy someone and help someone.

"Someone else is going to be a saint!"

"The Bone Gene, the True Dragon, the Queen, the God King, the Eternal Invincible, the Time Pisces, the Abyss, including the King of Black Mist, all have no chance this time!"

"They are too strong and are watched by too many people!"

In the temple.

"Ah" the dozens of people roared.

Their lives, strength, and even God's will are burning, and they are desperate to enter the main hall one step faster.

"Kill!" Behind them, many strong men were like ghosts demanding debts, grabbing them tightly and trying to destroy them.

At the same time, a war broke out in the two side halls, competing for the position of the Lesser Saint.

At the end of the battle, the light gates of the main hall and the two side halls disappeared. Bones were everywhere on the ground, and the blood of all races was flowing on the stone slabs.

"Haha." Everyone gasped.

Even though the strength is still there, the spirit is exhausted, and he is always in a life-and-death crisis. Even at this time, he dare not relax a little.

"Who is sanctified?" asked an old golden lion with a dragon's head.

His mouth was full of blood, there were arrows stuck in his back, and his body was covered with wounds, but no one dared to underestimate him. During the melee, he and the real dragon exchanged hundreds of moves, causing the real dragon to change color.

He is the son of the Holy Dragon, but he cannot kill a "bastard" instantly.

"I didn't see clearly either." The Elephant God shook his head.

This is a true divine elephant, and its power is also unpredictable. Dao Ancestor has evolved this clan on the earth and values ​​their potential.

There are many strong people who don't see clearly who is becoming a saint. It's too chaotic, the energy fluctuations are too strong, and everyone has to be wary of each other.

"Seems like an old guy." Someone muttered.

"Ah!!" Someone suddenly roared, then laughed wildly, and tears came out.

He is the second elder of the Great Wall of Divine Will.

"Our Great Wall of Divine Will finally has a saint again!" The second elder roared to the sky.

At the last moment, the person who rushed in turned out to be the Great Elder of the Great Wall of Divine Will, a semi-saint who made all the powerful men change their colors.

Everyone had different expressions. The old leader of the Empire of Order was recovering his broken arm and looked quite ugly.

Players are competing with each other, and these old gods are also weighing each other.

It’s okay to lose by oneself. Now that the Great Elder has become a saint, with his status and concepts, the Great Wall of Divine Will will inevitably expand.

The second elder started crying again.

"The fourth child, the fifth child, the seventh child, and the eighth child" he said a long list of names, "you will die."

He couldn't say the word 'worth it'.

Throat sore, lips trembling.

Relatives are dead, and there are countless generations of descendants. Only they, the elders, have been fighting each other and accompanying each other for a long time.

They have traveled together, fought against all races, fought against each other, fought into the stars, and have not been in contact with each other for thousands of years.

The Saint of Providence becomes the official Saint, and it goes without saying that they work together to become rivals and close friends.

Nowadays, most of them are gone, dead in the Holy City, their bones paving the way to the temple.

From now on, no matter how prosperous and powerful the Great Wall of Divine Will is, how will we spend these long years?

The expressions of all living beings in the universe were sad. At this time, most of the living beings were not in the excitement of watching a show.

In normal times, when they see strong people suffering, they applaud and have no good impression of these superior beings. But in the temple, strong people are just like mortals and ordinary monks, struggling hard and risking their own lives, the lives of their friends, and the lives of their relatives. Fight for your life.

They sigh.

"Quit. Compared with the glory and power of sanctification, your relatives and friends hope that you can survive well."

"So what if you become a saint? In the future, when a 'winner' is born, he will still not be free."

"Bloody fighting is a path, and self-cultivation is also a path. You are all geniuses, there is no need to waste your lives!"

Everyone expressed their opinions.

But

In the temple, the faces of the powerful men were cold and stern, their murderous intent overflowing, and their eyes extremely determined.

"The fittest will survive. If you don't advance, you will perish." The real dragon said coldly, and its tail was broken.

The bones of the corpse gene are cracked: "Afraid of death, only the weak deserve to be."

The Eternal Invincible had already pulled out the fairy sword, and she, who was always expressionless, was smiling at this moment: "It's not easy, you will die, but this is also the charming part."

The fairy sword is clanging, high-spirited and wanton.

"Admitting that you have your own limits and that you are not as good as others is the greatest failure." The princess pulled out the giant ax that had been cut into her shoulder, and the owner of the giant ax was crushed under her feet.

There are all kinds of magical powers and all kinds of providence, but the truly powerful thing in the world is the faith of these people.

"kill!"

"Be sanctified, be victorious!"

This group of warriors, whose uniforms were torn and stained with blood, and whose weapons were covered with scars, continued on the road with faith like a burning fire.