Chapter 2992: Huge Corpse

High in the sky, Xiao Yi frowned.

This inexplicable sense of crisis was different from what he had felt before.

The sense of crisis last time gave him a particularly intense feeling. It seemed to have nothing to do with other things, but a crisis aimed at him alone.

It was an inexplicable crisis that belonged to him, Xiao Yi, but he didn't know where it came from.

This crisis has haunted him from the beginning of his last trip, to the end, to the afterward break into the demon realm, and to the end of the war of changing the sky, to this day.

He originally thought that the crisis came from the demon domain, and he also thought that it could be resolved.

But obviously, nothing.

That's why he asked bluntly in his previous conversations with the eight chief hall masters.

Unfortunately, there is still no answer.

But this time, the sense of crisis was different, not so intense, nor so shocking to him, and the sense of life and death was not too strong.

And, this time, he could clearly feel the direction of the crisis.

"Demon Territory?" Xiao Yi frowned, turned his head and looked at the land of the Demon Territory behind.

No, his intuition told him that the direction was right, but this crisis was farther away in the Demon Realm.

"Is it extremely barren?"

"One wave does not settle, another wave rises again." Xiao Yi clenched his fists, his eyes were extremely cold.

"Come if you have the ability, come and kill one."

Bang... Long Yan's fire wings trembled and fluttered.

His journey is about to begin.

He has been waiting for this trip for a long time.

This time, he will not give up half-heartedly to anyone who obstructs his journey.

Because this trip belongs to another wish of him.

The flame streamed light and disappeared in the distance in an instant.

that direction,

is the middle range of the middle domain.

The destination is the Holy Moon Sect.

...

At the same time, in an ancient, cold and dark world.

boom…

A violent roar resounded throughout the world.

An extremely angry cold drink was born from the center of heaven and earth.

"A group of trash, for half a month, it is still unclear what Wang means."

A strange figure, whose face cannot be seen clearly, but his face is full of old age. For some reason, this old age seems to be older than the long years.

Around him, a series of gloomy figures shivered in this endless darkness.

"Once again." A thin figure gritted his teeth, "The king asked countless strong men from the underworld to come back."

"Last time, the crack of ice and underworld was sealed, this time, the Chilong underworld envoy was directly killed."

"king…"

click...

An old palm suddenly gripped the thin figure's throat.

"Are you questioning the king?"

"I warned you last time."

"This time, die."

The breath of the thin figure is also extremely ancient, as ancient as an abyss.

But in front of this old figure, there was no resistance.

"Don't dare." The thin figure struggled to spit out, but his face was dark and resentful to the extreme.

"But what if the king abandoned us?"

"Showing up again and again, but not coming back, but destroying our plan time and time again."

"Wang...why...I don't understand, I don't understand even if I die."

"If the king abandoned us..." The thin figure trembled, it was not fear, but unwillingness.

The palm of the old figure was stagnant.

The old figure glanced around coldly, "For half a month, what did you find out?"

There was no answer around.

Only in the darkness, a figure that seemed to be darker than the darkness slowly walked out.

"Ten days ago, the thirty messengers broke out in unison."

"On the mainland, any black annihilation that can be manipulated has erupted."

"But, in the end, I got nothing."

"During the period, only one of the thirty messengers had an abnormality."

The old figure asked coldly, "What?"

The dark figure said solemnly, "One of the envoys, forcing the order of the underworld."

"Impossible." The old figure snorted coldly, "Since they are willing to fall into the underworld in exchange for endless strength, they can no longer resist."

"Their desires have been exchanged for a fallen heart."

"Their fallen hearts have transcended reincarnation and belonged only to the king."

The dark figure said solemnly, "This messenger not only suppressed the order of Mingdu, but later broke out within a few breaths, and was dispersed by Wang Huiling."

"What?" The old figure looked surprised.

The dark figure said seriously, "This is not the first time."

"A few months ago, this messenger used Mingdu and was dispersed by the king again."

"This is the second time."

The old figure said coldly, "Which messenger is this?"

The dark figure closed his eyes for a while, then slowly opened his eyes, "My name is Xia Yiming."

The dark figure said solemnly, "This messenger has always been by the king's side."

The old figure frowned for a moment, "Since the king knows the identity of this messenger and has been with him, he must be trying to tell us something through him."

The dark figure nodded.

The old figure has ignored the thin figure, pacing to himself, frowning bitterly, "What is the meaning of the king?"

"The king killed Chilong because Chilong had eyes but no pearls, and dared to offend the king."

"Can…"

The old figure raised his head and stared into the darkness.

In the dark, a picture keeps flowing.

In the picture, outside the White Mist Forest that day, countless Nether Realm powerhouses rushed out, then knelt down on the ground, and above, a radiant figure.

The figure, in that bright light, could not see the face clearly.

But the arrogant body of that one person and one sword made these icy figures dare not look directly.

In the eyes of the old figure, there is nostalgia.

Even the slender figure revealed a touch of surrender, respect, and worship in his eyes.

In the eyes of all the figures, the figure in the picture is being knelt down by countless underworld powerhouses, just as it was before those endless years.

"King, it was like this back then, shining brightly, aloof, defying the heavens and the earth, and surrendering to hundreds of millions of ghosts."

"It's just, what is Wang Xiulian doing in the swordsmanship of Zhanxingxing?" The respect in the eyes of the old figure turned into doubt.

click...

Suddenly, between heaven and earth, there was a sound of shattering.

There seems to be a crack in the entire dark earth.

"Huh?" The face of the old figure changed, and he turned around suddenly, his ancient eyes looking into the dark distance.

"It's the forbidden area..."

Whoosh... The old figure disappeared in place in an instant.

Around, one after another icy silhouettes also disappeared into the darkness.

distance.

click...

Another broken sound.

That, like the earth cracked.

That... is a towering mountain, and a crack is appearing, and the crack extends all the way across the earth.

The old figure suddenly shrank his pupils.

Let's look more real, then... where is a majestic mountain, it is simply an arm, an astonishingly huge arm.

If you look down from the sky, you will be able to see it more clearly. This arm belongs to a larger body.

Huge body, lying down on this vast land.

Mountains and rivers, under this body, are actually insignificant.

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