The Three Worlds

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The loud noise between heaven and earth was still reverberating wildly, roaring, rumbling, and colliding.

The dark and dead air from all directions gathered together, like a great god's hand, and slapped it directly.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The entire rusty coffin suddenly appeared cracks.

These cracks spread rapidly as soon as they appeared.

In the end, they covered the entire coffin.

Bang!

The giant hand that was completely condensed by the dark and dead air fell again with a roar.

Immediately, the entire coffin was immediately shattered into pieces.

Almost as soon as the coffin exploded, the motionless figure lying inside suddenly opened his eyes.

Boom!

In an instant, two beams of light that seemed to be burning with blood and fire shot up into the sky.

These two beams of light were ejected from the eyes of the figure in the coffin.

Its power was simply earth-shattering.

Bang!

At this time, the figure in the coffin suddenly opened his mouth and sucked.

A rumbling sound was heard.

The dark and dead air from all directions rolled over and poured directly into the other party's body.

In the end, all the dark and dead air disappeared.

Only a man with a cold face was left, looking coldly ahead.

It seemed that he could see through layers of time and space.

If someone knew geography, they would know that the direction the man who walked out of the coffin was looking at was the Great Qin Empire in the east.

"Su... Su Chen, you destroyed my clone. I will not be a human if I don't kill you!"

Suddenly, a soft murmur came out.

Boom!

In an instant, the whole world changed color, the wind and clouds were surging, and dragons and snakes were flying.

Endless dark air shook the sky.

The face of the man in the coffin became completely clear under the faint light.

That was Shui Wudi.

Shui Wudi, who was directly chopped to death by Su Chen outside the First Blade City before.

At that time, after Su Chen killed Shui Wudi, he knew that he had only killed one of his clones.

Since Shui Wudi became a disciple of the Netherworld, he would definitely practice that technique.

Almost 99% of the Netherworld disciples would practice clones, because their techniques were special. In order to ensure that the clones had 100% combat power and that their consciousness would not be split, they would let the main body sleep.

This time, Shui Wudi lost his most important clone in the Great Qin Empire, and also lost the ‘Zhen Dao Soul Crystal’. He had no choice but to wake up the original body and return to the world.

Although the soul-splitting technique of the Netherworld is powerful, it requires too many auxiliary items.

Among them, the most important thing is the ‘Zhen Dao Soul Crystal’.

With this thing, the clone’s consciousness can be complete, and after falling, there will be no harm to the main body.

Boom!

Shui Wudi took a step forward, and the mighty dark and dead air rose into the air, turning into a bridge between heaven and earth, lifting him up high.

At that moment, the momentum he burst out was enough to travel across the six directions, sweep across the eight wastelands, and dominate the nine heavens.

This kind of power has surpassed the realm of the Venerable.

When the end of the Canglong is coming, various opportunities will emerge in an endless stream, and martial arts geniuses will emerge one after another.

Shui Wudi also has his own great luck, great opportunities, and great fortune.

Otherwise, he would not have been able to obtain the long-lost dead air.

It is even more impossible to reach such a terrifying realm in less than half a year.

The Heavenly Dao of the Canglong Continent has realized that the disaster is coming.

In this world, everything that has been precipitated in the development of tens of thousands of years will be born one after another.

Including those secret realms that have long disappeared, they may even be reopened.

Just to give the people of this world a chance to resist.

Otherwise, when the Destruction Demon Clan arrives, the disaster will fall and the Heavenly Dao will collapse.

From then on, the Canglong will weep blood and disappear in the boundless time and space.

Everything will disappear.

In his previous life, Su Chen had experienced such a doomsday scene, so he understood the horror of it.

But more people are still muddleheaded, only caring about their own every bit, and may not fight non-stop.

Ridiculous!

How ridiculous is this!

How can the eggs be intact under the trampling of the demon cavalry?

On this day, many things happened in the entire Canglong Continent.

The awakening of Shui Wudi's original body is just a trivial matter that cannot be any more trivial.

A bigger storm is still brewing.

Canglong Continent, a distant Western Region.

Here, it is desolate.

Only endless yellow sand is blowing.

At this moment, in the depths of the Western Region, yellow sand accumulates and flows back into the sky, forming a huge mushroom cloud.

In this mushroom cloud, there is a huge statue.

From a distance, it looks like a human-faced demon head.

Bang!

Suddenly, a loud bang exploded.

Four balls of black fire appeared in the eyes of the human-faced demon head, circling quickly.

In the end, it turned into four blurred figures.

The four figures looked like nothingness, seemingly existing and seemingly not existing.

If a warrior carefully observed, he would find that these three figures had four completely different powers, namely joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness!

Buzz!

The human-faced demon head made a buzzing sound, and suddenly spewed out a large amount of demonic energy, which merged into the four figures.

Suddenly, the four figures quickly condensed into four hideous monsters.

"Haha... our four demon kings of joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness are finally born!"

The human-faced demon head let out a strange laugh, and dense cracks appeared all over his body.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

A series of crisp cracking sounds spread out.

In the end, the entire human-faced demon head exploded and turned into ashes.

Boom!

Suddenly, four black shadows shot out and floated in the air, becoming the four great demon kings.

Each of these demon kings looked very different, and the power they exuded was pure to the extreme.

"Huh... The breath of freedom is really beautiful!"

Among them, a demon head that looked like a disc-like monster grinned and laughed.

This one is the 'Happy Demon', exuding a festive atmosphere.

Even, every move has the laws that affect people's moods spreading.

"We have disappeared for so long, and now that we have returned, it's time to make some noise!"

At this time, the one who spoke was an old demon with a face full of iron spikes.

Its expression was ferocious and terrifying, with a terrifying fury.

This one was the ‘Angry Demon’, and what he cultivated was the law of ‘anger’, which, combined with the fierceness and brutality of the demonic energy, was extremely terrifying.

“Yes, this world is too beautiful, and it needs to listen to the music of ‘sorrow’ and pity.”

A thin demon standing next to the ‘Angry Demon’ said.

This demon was very thin, and if you didn’t observe carefully, you couldn’t even find its existence.

However, it had a flute in its hand.

Although it didn’t blow it, the sound of the flute was echoing every moment.

These sounds were full of pity, which made people cry and their clothes wet.

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