Chapter 2662: Holy Mountain of the Evil Tribe, Source of Disaster Pearl, God-Descending Plan
The emperor of mythology, standing at the top of all living beings.
On weekdays, it is basically difficult to see.
Even many living beings have never had the opportunity to see it in their lifetime.
But now, one myth after another, fighting in front of them, soaring into the sky.
Although there are only a few, it is already a wonder that many people will never see in their lifetime.
In addition to the most peak myth battle.
The rest of the battles are also very fierce, such as the three-headed insect emperor of the Devouring Clan, the three kings of the Ba Clan, etc.
They are all extraordinary beings.
There are also the three chiefs of the Three Lives Hall, who are also extremely powerful.
On the side of the boundary sea, some of the ancestors of the ultimate forces are sniping these strongest beings.
Empress Xi Huang also took action.
Although she is not the opponent of the Three Lives Emperor.
But she is still confident to deal with these beings.
The entire long Three Emperors Barrier front line was caught in an unprecedented war.
Even in this situation, there are some powerful cultivators who have not made any moves.
Because they were thinking about a question.
"Why hasn't the Evil Clan made a move yet?"
"What exactly is their conspiracy?"
Many powerful people communicated with each other through their thoughts, and their words were all solemn.
They didn't think that the Evil Clan was afraid to fight.
As the most mysterious tribe among the Black Disaster Clan.
The Evil Clan can be said to be the Black Disaster Clan that the Boundary Sea fears the most.
They haven't made a move yet, and there are many forces on the Boundary Sea side who are on guard and have not gone all out.
And at this moment.
In the depths of the no-man's land.
In the blood mist area.
The blood mist is lingering, filled with an ominous and weird atmosphere.
Even on the other side of the Three Emperors Barrier, there are battles all the time.
Here, it seems to be a dead silence.
This area is the territory of the Evil Clan.
And deep in the core territory of the Evil Clan.
There is a mountain as black as ink.
This mountain is very high, and the whole body seems to be made of dark fairy gold, with a sense of coldness, antiquity, weirdness, and barbarity.
The entire dark mountain was covered with all kinds of strange runes and twisted words.
This was the strange curse pattern of the Evil Clan.
The Evil Clan was good at using the power of disaster curses.
Their various strange curse secrets had brought a lot of trouble to the heroes of the boundary sea.
Such as the Broken Immortal Curse, the Blood Moon Seven Absolute Curse, etc., which were all top-level curse techniques.
This dark mountain was the holy mountain of the Evil Clan.
At this moment, the land around the holy mountain of the Evil Clan was covered with dense, countless complex and mysterious formations.
These formations emitted a strange scarlet light.
There were countless energies flowing like blood vessels.
And the energy source of these formations came from the fierce battlefield on the other side of the Three Emperors Barrier.
In the void around the holy mountain of the Evil Clan.
There were four demonic shadows floating.
They were the strongest of the four veins of the Evil Clan.
The four veins of the Evil Clan were the Night Vein, the Curse Vein, the Weird Vein, and the Shadow Vein.
The leaders of these four veins are none other than the four most powerful Edi of the Edi Clan.
"The Evil Devouring Formation was laid out long ago at the Three Emperors Barrier, and now it is time to reap the harvest."
"The more lives that fall, the more blood, curses, resentment, etc. will be provided, and the blood sacrifice of the lives can be carried out smoothly."
The leader of the Shadow Vein, Shadowless Edi said.
His figure is like a ghost in a cloak, looking illusory and real, as if between reality and illusion.
"I can feel that the breath and will of 'that person' are becoming more and more intense." The Weird Edi of the Weird Vein said.
"Eternal Night Edi, are you really sure that the Night King can carry the power of 'that person'?"
The leader of the Curse Vein, Curse World Edi, asked a figure beside him.
It was a figure with a black mask on his face, and his figure seemed to be shrouded in endless darkness.
He is the leader of the Night Vein, Eternal Night Edi!
"Of course I am sure that his foundation is the power of chaos."
"Later, he merged with the supreme treasure of our clan, the source of disaster, the source of disaster. You know, the source of disaster is the relic left by 'that person'."
"The source of disaster also gave him the power of the Hades body."
"He has enough ability to carry the power of 'that person'."
"Next, the evil array will provide the power of the blood sacrifice of the living beings."
"Add to that the power of the dark ancient artifact of our clan, the bone crown of disaster, and the blood power of the whole clan."
"It can guide the will and power of that person to come."
"This is the 'God-descending plan' and it is a plan that will succeed."
Before, Jun Xiaoyao guessed that the evil clan created a being like Ye Junlin.
Its purpose is obviously not that simple, and there may be some conspiracy behind it.
And now, it is indeed as Jun Xiaoyao guessed.
The so-called plan of the evil clan is the plan of descending!
This plan has been planned since the beginning of shaping Ye Junlin.
Next, as time goes by.
On the ground around the Holy Mountain of the Evil Clan, the light of the Evil Devouring Array became brighter and brighter, emitting a scarlet blood glow.
The surging power of the blood sacrifice of living beings almost made the void boil.
The entire Holy Mountain of the Evil Clan seemed to be trembling.
"It's almost done."
The Four-Veined E Emperor saw this scene and gave an order.
At this moment, around the Holy Mountain, there were already countless Evil Clan members densely packed around it.
And at the front of the Holy Mountain of the Evil Clan.
Ye Junlin was alone, holding the Spear of Purgatory, standing alone like a lone wolf.
His face was covered with a bone mask, his figure was slender, his black clothes were like ink, and his snow-white long hair fluttered in the wind.
The whole person looked cold and murderous.
And not far from him, there were several figures standing.
Among them was the Saint Xiye of the Ye lineage.
She looked at Ye Junlin with an unprecedented fanatical worship.
She naturally knew what kind of existence Ye Junlin would become next.
After all, that person could be said to be the legendary ancestor of the Evil Clan.
And the existence of Ye Junlin could make that person come to the boundary sea again.
Although it was not permanent, it was enough to determine the victory or defeat of this black disaster war!
And there was another woman.
White clothes and black hair, icy skin and jade bones.
It seemed that she was a peerless beauty who walked out of a landscape painting, with a face like a bright moon, so beautiful that it was beyond description.
Naturally, it was Yun Yingluo.
Deep in her beautiful eyes, there was a trace of deep worry.
It was not until now that she understood what kind of conspiracy the Evil Clan had.
And Ye Junlin was the most core chess piece.
Ye Junlin raised his head slightly, and the eyes under the white bone mask looked at the towering Holy Mountain of the Evil Clan.
Then, he took a step and prepared to climb the Holy Mountain.
Just then.
A warm and cool jade hand grabbed his hand.
Ye Junlin paused, turned his head, and saw the gorgeous and flawless beauty.
"You are..." Ye Junlin said.
"Do you know what you will become in the future?"
Yun Yingluo bit her lip and looked at Ye Junlin with her beautiful eyes.
"I know, so what?"
Ye Junlin's tone was as calm as ever.
"Will you... forget?"
"Will you... no longer be like you?"
Yun Yingluo suppressed her emotions.
Although she also wanted to stop Ye Junlin.
But she knew that it was impossible for her to stop it under the current circumstances.
If she stopped it, she would expose herself and even Ye Junlin.
After hearing Yun Yingluo's words, Ye Junlin was silent for a moment, and then said.
"I said that my only opponent, Ye Junlin, is myself."
"Besides that, I am not afraid of gods and demons."
"Even if it is a god or a demon, don't think about deciding my will."
After Ye Junlin finished speaking, his eyes looked towards the top of the holy mountain, with a hint of cold determination in his eyes.
Then, he resolutely stepped onto the holy mountain of the Evil Clan alone.
Looking at Ye Junlin's back, Yun Yingluo's beautiful eyes were hazy.