Chapter 639

A round of sun rises in front of his eyes, but Yan Zhaoge doesn't feel hot and warm.

Because the sun is black.

No longer in the boundless gloom, a ray of light bursts out, just like in the brilliance, which breeds endless gloom.

Yan Zhaoge's heart moved, and when he looked at it, he saw that there was a round of blue moonlight beside the black sun.

The sun and the moon are parallel, the sun is dark, but the moonlight is not as bright and bright as it normally is.

This round of full moon, pale, gray, showing a way of ice blue brilliance, chilling.

"The sun and the moon?" Yan Zhaoge looked at this scene, a little unexpected, but also have such feelings.

Although the sacrifice to the sun and the moon was a kind of ritual that appeared after the great destruction, he had never touched it before.

But seeing that round of black sun and ice blue full moon, and then connecting with the martial arts inheritance and current situation of youamzong, Yan Zhaoge immediately understood that youamzong spent so much time and implemented the goal of ritual.

For the people of youdarkzong, this is to artificially make youri and Lingyue, and then use the power of anti sun and anti moon to baptize them.

At present, the most powerful of the dark clan is their leader, Zhou Haosheng, and the leader of the bright clan, Luo Zhitao, are old rivals.

Zhou Haosheng, who was also a martial saint in the six aspects, had been stuck at this level for a long time.

This time, with the help of the worship of the sun and the moon, he will break through the bottleneck of many years and step on the fairyland of wusheng.

Yan Zhaoge was thinking about it. He saw the quiet sun and the freezing moon in front of him, trembling slightly. His unique dark space was also shaking together.

"The great Xuan Dynasty followed the lead and found the general altar of the dark sect." Yan Zhaoge realized in his heart, "it's so fast."

In the southeast of huangzha sea, in the void above the vast sea, the sky opens, as if presenting a huge and incomparable black hole.

Deep in the black hole, a huge cliff is suspended in the air, and the cliff top is located in xiongcheng.

The city and the cliffs are all dark, as if they are integrated with the darkness around them. The darkness is spreading towards the surrounding areas, swallowing more light.

At this moment, on the city and the cliff, there is a dark light column like a chain, as well as black smoke. The dark light column and black smoke all probe into the void and disappear.

These pillars of light and black smoke, no doubt, are from the distant one by one dark sub altar.

Dark pillars of light cross the heaven and the earth, crisscrossing and converging together in the general altar of the dark sect. Together, they form a huge spiritual array, covering a corner of the Huanghe sea.

But as early as a dark column of light came on, the same black smoke from various sub altars had gathered in the general altar of the dark sect to expose it.

Between the vibration of the void, a sea of fire swept through the sky.

The power of fire is much more terrifying than the attack launched by the great powers of the great xuandynasty in the Hezhou dark sect.

The blazing fire, instead of being swallowed up by the black hole, makes the black hole distort and disintegrate, and finally it is the flame that continuously devours and burns the dark void.

The fire began to dispel the gloom gradually, even illuminating the dark city and cliff.

Yanzhaoge is in the special space created by the worship of the sun and the moon. It can feel that a great will appears near you, as if enveloping the sky.

It was as if a pair of eyes were open, watching the blazing fire surrounding them.

The breath of the other side is stronger than that of the Duke Zheng of the great xuandynasty.

Although they are both powerful in the six realms of wusheng, they also have the advantages and disadvantages. The old powerful like the dark patriarch Zhou Haosheng is more obvious.

Even if these eyes don't stare at themselves, Yan Zhaoge feels numb.

It seems that the whole Yan Zhao song is empty and empty. It is almost the same as the dark light flow in the space.

The attention of the dark patriarch Zhou Haosheng is now outside.

Because the enemy he will face is stronger than him!

The boundless fire sea of terror separated to both sides, revealing numerous figures, forming a neat formation, standing together in the void.

In the middle of the formation, many powerful people arched a dragon chariot, waved the Dragon flag, raised the fan, held the yellow umbrella, held the Dragon standard, and covered with colorful canopy.

There was a man sitting on the top of the chariot, dressed in a Black Dragon Robe, with a flat sky crown and a dignified vision. It was the king of the great xuandynasty, the third xuanwang and Xuanmu king.

Beside Xuanmu, however, there was a man sitting beside him. His momentum was even stronger than that of Xuanmu.

This man looks no more than twenty years old, but his eyes are heavy and old.

Although he sat with king Xuanmu, the feeling he gave people seemed to be at a higher level, which was hard to see.

King Xuan Mu turned to look at the man and said slowly, "please give me a hand."

The other side didn't speak, but raised his hand and pointed to the dark Zong altar, which was shining like a water sword, like a long river sweeping towards the black cliff and city.

Around the general altar of the dark sect, the dark light of Taoism circulates, forming a huge array and evolving into boundless darkness.

Where the darkness reaches, the fire is stopped immediately and even swallowed up by the darkness in turn.

But it is like a sword light everywhere, all colors seem to have become pale, as if facing the erosion of the long river of time, tending to aging and decaying.

Light and darkness seem to lose their meaning at this moment. All things become simple symbols in front of time.

In the general altar of the dark sect, an old man in white looked at this scene with no expression. Above his head, the black sun and the blue full moon hung high, and the dark light fell on him.

The black light on the old man in white is bright. The surface of the white robe suddenly appears a dense black mantra.

He pushed forward with his palms together, and the boundless darkness shrouded the dark zongtan, isolating all the light.

It seems that there is no light in the world, and everything returns to the original dark universe.

It's like the light of a water sword. This moment is also isolated by darkness.

However, the sword light winds and circles around the darkness, and begins to wear away the protection and control power of the dark mountain guarding array.

At this time, King Xuanmu also took the opportunity to attack the original dark flood array.

The sky is full of fire again. With the help of water sword light, the darkness can be dispelled.

In the general altar of the dark sect, the white robe of the patriarch Zhou Haosheng is full of incantations, which makes the robe black.

The darkness, like the eternal night, is constantly resisting the attack from the outside world, but at the moment, it feels difficult.

Zhou Haosheng did not look at King Xuanmu at this time, but at the young and old man.

"Wusheng Qichong, Xianqiao's initial state!" Zhou Haosheng ate every word.

The man sitting next to King Xuanmu stood up and stepped down from the Dragon chariot with a flash of light on his head.

He stepped out to the top of the general altar of the dark sect and stepped down.

When the sole of the foot is shining, it appears again like a sword light. It flows straight down, like a waterfall, to the dark zongtan.