The Ancient Vast Realm

"Soon, soon"

Feng Xuan was galloping, nimbly dodging the countless vines growing out of the flesh-and-blood land along the way. He had even secretly released part of his self-suppressed cultivation, and used the vitality sealed in his body to exert his body skills to the extreme.

From just now, Feng Xuan felt a sense of urgency. It seemed that something had changed on the top of the mountain. The aura he was concerned about was slowly fading away, as if it would completely disappear in this world in the next moment.

There were violent fluctuations and loud noises behind him. They were the sounds of the Emperor's group fighting with two wild dragons. The entire demonic mountain of flesh and blood was trembling continuously. As far as Feng Xuan could see, the flesh and blood below was like water waves, moving towards him like liquid. He was squirming behind his back, obviously transporting more flesh and blood energy to suppress Di Yang and the others.

In the countless waves of flesh and blood, you can see many corpses integrated into it. I am afraid they are all creatures of this world. The number is so huge that it is terrifying.

Although Feng Xuan's figure was small, it naturally aroused the vigilance of the flesh-and-blood demon mountain that had fully awakened at this time, but it had nothing to do about it.

A six-winged flying python had just crawled out of the flesh and blood earth, and before it spread out its rotting flesh wings and took off, Feng Xuan's figure had already disappeared without a trace, and there was no way to stop it.

But at this time, Feng Xuan also noticed that the passage opened by the emperor for him to reach the top of the mountain was also shrinking little by little. Countless corpse poison miasma was constantly corroding the remaining power of the sun on the passage, and I was afraid that it would It won't be long before things are back to normal again.

However, when he looked at the altar that was already looming on the mountain top and the huge ball of light floating in the sky like a small sun, he felt a little relieved.

"enough"

With a certain determination in his heart, Feng Xuan's speed increased again, flying through the air at a speed that many flesh and blood vines could not reach. In just a few breaths, he was already close to the huge flesh and blood altar.

When Feng Xuan came to the altar, he frowned deeply when he saw the scene here.

Here, the filthy atmosphere was so strong that it was almost suffocating, and several giant meat tubes extending from under the altar were constantly spitting out corrosive power towards the ball of light in mid-air.

With just one glance, Feng Xuan saw the secret behind it. It was obvious that someone had used some unknown means to pull the origin of the Heavenly Dao of the Luofu Realm out of the depths of the world, and embodied its core into the one in front of him. The white ball of light, and then the other party continued to use such harsh methods to erode the way of heaven in this world.

"No wonder the creatures in this world are so weird and infected with the power of rotten souls. The root cause is that the origin of this world is contaminated."

Feng Xuan looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but murmured to himself.

"Junior, you came very quickly, but unfortunately, you were still a little slow."

At this moment, a faint voice sounded, breaking Feng Xuan's thoughts.

Feng Xuan retracted his gaze from looking at the ball of light, and turned to look down, looking at the black-robed figure standing quietly in the center of the altar.

This was a man in black robes who was about ten feet tall. Although the other person's appearance vaguely showed the outline of a human, the pale skin and chin with bone spurs exposed from under the cloak reminded Feng Xuan that this was definitely not a human race.

Naturally, he had noticed this person a long time ago, but he did not immediately make an attack gesture.

"Using one world as a Gu pond, what exactly do you want to do?"

Looking at the black robe in front of him, Feng Xuan's figure slowly fell, landing a hundred meters away from the opponent.

"Shouldn't you be clear about our purpose, so why bother asking?"

Hearing Feng Xuan's inquiry, Hei Pao chuckled. The laughter was harsh, as if it was squeezed out of his throat.

"So, in your eyes, are the billions of lives in this world just ants?"

Looking at the black robe, Feng Xuan continued to ask in a deep voice, his voice filled with uncontrollable anger.

"Ant, no, this is just a necessary process to achieve the goal. Whether you block it or accept it, the result is already destined. Your resistance is just delaying the process. The end is already approaching. "

Perhaps it was because he hadn't talked to anyone for a long time. Regarding Feng Xuan's question, Heipao took the initiative to explain it. Although it was a bit ambiguous, Feng Xuan also understood the other party's attitude.

To put it simply, it is like a man who wants to cross a river, so he cuts down trees to make a boat. This man only cares about achieving his own goal. Whether the trees he cuts down is willing or not is not at all his consideration.

After getting this answer, Feng Xuan felt shocked and ridiculous in his heart. He did not expect that in the eyes of these demons from the black realm, the so-called life and death of living beings were not considered at all. This also meant that these demons The boss doesn't care about anything at all, they only need to think about how to achieve their goals.

As for the so-called ending, although Feng Xuan didn't quite understand it, he could guess a thing or two.

A chill, a biting chill rose from his heart. At this moment, Feng Xuan suddenly understood why the methods of the Black Territory seemed so extreme in many cases. These demons were simply lunatics, lunatics who would do anything to achieve their goals!

"Okay, I think our conversation is over. Juniors of the human race, if we are destined, let's meet again."

Seeing Feng Xuan's expression, he seemed to have achieved his goal. There was a touch of joy in the voice of the figure in black robe. Two bloodless pale fingers stretched out from under the black robe and placed them in front of his forehead, as if to Do some sort of farewell ritual.

"Don't even think about running away!"

Seeing the other party's actions, Feng Xuan was startled. With a flash of blood, Feng Xuan, holding the snake-slaying sword, had already turned into a residual shadow and rushed towards the black-robed man.

"Bang!"

After a loud noise, Feng Xuan gritted his teeth and looked at the dark light barrier that suddenly appeared in front of him, staring at the black-robed figure who was still looking at him indifferently with a gloomy look.

"Don't waste your energy. Not to mention you alone, even if you are with that Golden Crow, don't think about breaking this barrier. Junior, as I said, if there is a chance, see you next time, but next time, maybe it won't be a clone."

The black-robed man looked at Feng Xuan's actions and shook his head gently. Then he stretched out a palm. It seemed that there was some dark substance in the huge ball of light in the sky that was absorbed by him, and turned into a wriggling leech-like thing that was held in his palm.

Looking at the leech that was only the length of his arm, Feng Xuan's heart trembled, and his spiritual senses reminded him how dangerous this thing was.

Black Robe ignored Feng Xuan's gaze. The blood and flesh altar under the two of them was emitting blood-colored light. As the light gathered, a huge blood-colored vortex appeared behind Black Robe.

"By the way, you can call me Carl. Don't forget it, and don't die. I smell an interesting smell on you."

Just as Feng Xuan watched Black Robe about to step into the vortex, he saw the other party pause and tilt his head as if he had just remembered something.

"Don't worry, see you next time. I believe I will definitely give you a surprise."

Feng Xuan looked at Black Robe's back expressionlessly, his eyes dark and deep.

"I hope so."

Black Robe smiled slightly, and the corners of his mouth under the cloak cracked, revealing a sharp and dense mouth.

Watching Black Robe completely disappear in the blood-colored vortex, Feng Xuan's face was surprisingly calm. No one knew what he was thinking at this moment.