"That boy is not dead yet. Someone intervenes, but it will not be the same as before. Even if they come again, it will not help."
With a slight pause, the voice of indifference continued to spread from the black evil spirit.
"The day when all of us shut down and we are fully recovered is the time to accomplish our eternal great cause."
The sound spread in this barren land, the earth for the crack spread, the lake surging, the tide rising
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Broken earth, broken walls mottled.
A middle-aged man in a plain robe stood with his hands on his back and his pale face could not cover up an ethereal temperament. His eyes were drooping and his face was dignified. He seemed to be thinking about something.
"The boy also died. Is it really impossible to recover the disaster this time?"
A seemingly only 12-3-year-old boy looks heavy, the pale face does not have any immature, but is filled with vicissitudes and wisdom.
Middle age is still drooping eyes, as if and this earth space naturally integrated together, the expression on the face is very calm.
"Well, if we really can't go back to the sky, the seal of the world has been broken, we can go back. We can't go back to the sky for the hundreds of millions of creatures. It's a big deal that we can bring some good seedlings to the world when we can't bring them back."
Young people continue to open their mouth, deep like the double pupil of a black hole, as if able to see through the space, looking at the past and present life.
"It's not a foregone conclusion."
All of a sudden, the middle-aged man looked up to the sky with a faint Rune in his eyes.
"Do you think it's us who can stop the demon, or the nine people in the world, the dragon clan and the Phoenix clan, who can stop the demon?"
How could he not know that even in their five heyday, the young man could not do anything to the evil spirits of his heyday.
We should know that the Dragon God and the Lord of the three thousand worlds only sealed it, but never killed it.
"If you want to kill that demon, it's not a matter of strength at all. Otherwise, Du Shaofu will not be recognized by God Lei Ding. The thunder and martial pulse on him proves that this is arranged by the Lord of three thousand worlds." Middle aged said.
"But the boy is dead, and the spirit of the bones is gone, and there is no trace left!" Young eyes.
They have searched carefully, and nothing in this world can escape their prying and searching. Even if there is a trace of immortal spirit, it is absolutely impossible to escape their prying.
"Is Du Shaofu really dead..." Middle aged people have doubts in their eyes.
"You didn't die, boy?" Asked the young man in surprise.
"The boy has several kinds of spirit thunder. Even if the boy is dead, what about those spirit thunder?" Middle aged said.
"The spirit of thunder can't be destroyed. It may dissipate between heaven and earth. One day, it will still reappear in this world." Said the young man.
"Even if the spirit of spirit and thunder dissipates, there will certainly be traces left, but we have not found any traces."
The middle-aged man shook his head, looked at the vicissitudes of life and said, "the demon God was left by the Dragon God again, and I believe that the Lord of the three thousand worlds certainly has plans."
After a pause, the middle-aged continued: "besides, there are many variables in this world. What will happen in the end? Everything is still unknown."
"But the nine masters, the dragon clan, the Phoenix clan and so on, these people may not necessarily be able to fight, most will take good care of themselves and seek protection." Said the boy.
"The catastrophe has come again. This is the final calm. As for the final outcome, it depends on the will of heaven."
The middle-aged sighs, the body quietly breath fluctuation, this piece of space is quietly concussion.
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Ancient Tianzong, mangmangmang mountains, endless, towering peaks, lush and dark green.
On the top of the mountain, there are clouds.
"My disciple, you will not die. You will not die."
On the mountain peak, an old man in a blue and white plain robe and carrying an ancient sword on his shoulder and back. At the moment, his half bundle of half scattered white hair is in disorder. The original elegant white hair and a bunch of white beard are not sure whether they are stained with tears or saliva and snot, which makes the original immortal demeanor, like an immortal, disappear, especially in his mouth A front door teeth protrude, at the moment, quietly crying and spitting, which makes people really look at you differently.
But at this moment, everyone can see the sadness in the eyes of the old man. At such an age, he still cries like a child. It can be seen that the pain in his heart is so deep.
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It has been a little half a month since the birth of the demon battlefield. Hundreds of millions of creatures are still immersed in fear and fear.
The void space is dark all around. It seems to exist in the cracks of space. Only occasionally there is the sound of air flow in the space.
In this dark void space, if you look at it carefully, there is a wisp of white light flashing, alternating black and white, but the cycle is not extinguished, there is an invisible and mysterious ancient power wave, wrapped in a blood mist."Zizi..."
What is strange is that in the blood mist, there is a golden flash, arc wave
I don't know how long after that, when Du Shaofu regained consciousness, he felt pain from the depth of Yuan Shen.
But apart from consciousness and pain, he could not feel any light. Du Shaofu tried hard to open his eyes, but found that everything was out of control.
This recovery of a wisp of consciousness is too weak, like floating duckweed.
Du Shaofu recalled everything. At last, he was hit by the demon God, and his body and yuan God were shattered under the impact, and he was unable to stop him.
"I don't seem to be dead..."
But at the moment, the recovered consciousness let Du Shaofu know that he was not dead.
Trying to recall, Du Shaofu remembered that when he was completely powerless, he had a mysterious circle of black and white inlaid around him.
This silent, dark and empty space seems to have no time to exist, and I don't know how long it has passed.
Du Shaofu's recovery of that wisp of consciousness has become stronger and stronger, and the yuan God is also gradually waking up, and even Du Shaofu has been able to feel the spirit and thunder power of the fusion of the spirit and God.
"It's all broken. It's not going to die..."
When the yuan God peeped into it, Du Shaofu knew why he was so dark that his body had already been broken into pieces, and even the yuan God was greatly affected.
This kind of influence is fatal to the body and spirit of any strong man, and it can't be safe at all.
However, Du Shaofu knew that he was not dead, and his body was not seriously damaged by the collapse of his body.
"Eh..."
Under a peep, Du Shaofu found the black-and-white halo around his broken body. The breath was mysterious and ancient. The arc in the middle was separated. The cycle of black and white was endless, like the alternation of day and night.
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