They thought they had prepared enough to face the god in red.

They thought they were ready.

"Sir God!"

Nu Xie didn't realize what she saw, and didn't even notice that she blurted out the honorific title that should have been buried. Her red-gold pupils were blankly printed with the figure of the god.

It's not a god in white clothes and snow in the clouds, it's not a god in red, it's...

A blood-stained god.

Can't hear, can't see.

The Heavenly Dao of the fallen demon shook the scarlet knife, and the fish-breathing cauldron, which was embossed with all phenomena, was ingested by him in a volley. The red-robed god swirled in mid-air, his long snow-white hair spread out.

I don't see the green mountains and green mountains, nor do I see the sad and white heads of meeting through the ages.

I don't see long winds and long winds, and I don't see the end of the grand plan.

Tai Yi pulled out a full moon and slashed the mountains with one sword.

The silver light broke through the peak and went straight to the sky.

Chapter 166

Bells, rain, thunder, landslides and tsunamis.

The sound shook the world.

The disciples of the Imperial Beast Sect didn't have time to escape, they didn't even have time to escape, and even before they realized what was happening, they were smashed into the sea and darkness along with the blasted mountain. The last picture in the field of vision is a flash of silver light in the gap between the heavy rain-like boulders.

One by one, the peaks of the dragon heads were split in half.

The brown rock was peeled off in large chunks from the pale bones, and the bell towers on the top of the Yubeast Sect peak collapsed. bell.

The giant dragon is wearing a mountain bell, dragging thousands of heavy iron cables, and tilting its head to the sky.

The distant Meicheng.

A raging fire erupted from the Tianshan Mountains, and the fire and snow rose to the sky together, like a long plum blossom fall... a long, long time ago. The three-legged silver dragon holding plum passed by, she saw the Tianchi like a mirror and the refugees curled up, so she let go of the plum blossoms. The plum blossoms that have been blooming from generation to generation support the ten joy songs of a city.

One congratulations and two congratulations, he will not go. When the snow falls, help sweep the courtyard.

Three congratulations and four congratulations, give me Dongxi. The snow was so thick that it covered the feathers one after another.

...

Thousands of silver lights scattered like thousands of silver feathers, shining in all directions at night.

... In the past, there was a dragon, its length was thousands of miles, its scales were brilliant, and it appeared in the clouds.

Suddenly, the night was like day.

In the daytime, a blood-robed dragon fell on the silver-clad dragon.

Zhuang Xuan woke up from a brief moment of astonishment, and without hesitation, he moved forward, and the five fingers of his right hand pointed at the dragon shadow that was soaring into the sky, and then closed it. Iron cables made of heavy iron stuck deep into the spinous processes of the spine, and as they tightened suddenly, the silver dragon keel was frozen in midair.

Lightning flashed, illuminating dragons that had been dead for thousands of years.

The slender and slender ribs are curved like a cage, the long spine is curved like a spiral, with a lightness and grace that is different from the gigantic body, it spirals upward, and lifts its head high into the sky, like a giant snake trying to use the tip of its nose to carefully connect it. Live in a flower - where the dragon head is heading, in the strong wind, the bloody clothes of the gods are surging.

The gods bowed their heads.

Staring at the little silver dragon who was wrapped around his wrist and coquettishly.

It has become very, very large, and the avenue is flying in the air, like a whole mountain of Xiongfeng winding in the clouds.

The red coat flutters.

Lifting the imperial beasts up and down, no one could see how the second sword came out, and they heard the clanging sound.

"Be careful!!!"

An elder of the Royal Beast Sect riding a crane shouted sharply.

When the mountains cracked, the disciples were crushed by the rocks, and more than half of the dead were dead. The rest of the crowd, either riding birds or dragons, were worthy of flying to avoid. At this moment, the strong winds arrived faster than the shouts of the elder Chenghe—the chains were cut off at the same time!

The chain is heavy and cast in heavy iron.

This was the weapon used by the Beast Sect to trap the dragon in the past, so it was flying backwards towards the Beast Sect itself. The disciples of the Imperial Beast Sect didn't even have time to let out a wailing sound, and even the belt bones were smashed into flesh by the broken iron cables. Pieces of blood mist exploded on the iron rope, like a brown vine, suddenly full of dazzling flowers.

Flesh and bone dregs were mixed and fell down.

Zhuang Xuan took a step back, spit out a mouthful of blood, and the back of the hand tightly holding the Yinlong Neidan burst into blue veins.

He reluctantly stood still, his eyes were full of devastated wounds.

The majestic mountains disappeared, the collapsed mountains covered the sea, low and undulating, becoming a long and narrow floating soil, and also a brown scar that looped around. The dark blood was splashed on it, washed by the torrential rain, the yellow of the soil mixed with the red of the blood, and spread to the waters on both sides.

More terrifying than the previous bloody battles.

On the contrary, the West Sea Kraken, who had gathered together from the beginning, barely blocked this earth-shattering change with the help of heavy defenses.

This is the time to fight back.

The dragon head peaks that trapped them disappeared, and the Beast Sect that was fighting with them suffered heavy losses. They should take the opportunity to rush out and rush to the Beast Sect that was caught off guard. into crushed. But none of them moved, they were all standing in the stormy waters.

All looked up at the sky in silence.

... how long is the demon's memory?

a long time.

Ten thousand years have passed, and the original memory is still clear.

When a person is born, he has nothing and knows nothing. It takes a lot of time to master the most basic knowledge and power. Babies babbling, toddlers in childhood, studying hard in school as a teenager... Those who are born with knowledge are only holy.

But for the big demon, "knowing it by birth" is not an ability that only sages can possess.

Demons are different from humans.

Demons use blood to transmit information and blood to transmit power.