Chapter 1012

Archaic God, is the strongest race in hell, no one!

They were born in the ancient times, hence their name.

But as time went on, the number of this race gradually decreased.

When there are thousands of people, it's their peak.

Each of them grows up to be the strongest monarch, and there is a high probability of breaking through to the warden.

Almost one in 20 can break through.

So you can see how terrible this race is.

However, since the fall of the last archaic God, the race has been completely extinct.

Now in hell, they are all descendants of the demon God, but they have some blood, not pure.

The black hole in front of us was formed after the fall of the last demon God.

This archaic demon is the master of the universe. He is far more powerful than the ordinary master. Both the soul and the body have reached the top of the universe.

Deep in the black hole, there is the mysterious power left by him, which can reshape the archaic demon God.

Even if you can't create 100% pure blood, it's terrible to have most of the power.

This is what hell has always wanted!

The sunny universe used to try here. Every time the mythical battlefield came, they would send strong people here.

But it's a pity that so many times have passed and they haven't got it.

The depth of the black hole is so terrible that it is more destructive to the creatures on the sun. Even the main God will fall, so they have never been able to get it.

Boom!

With a violent shock, the light of the black hole suddenly disappeared, its rotation speed slowed down, and finally stopped slowly, as if dead.

Everyone was staring at it, all over the place.

What's going on inside?

Are all the powerful men in hell dead?

Bai Yuan's heart sank to the bottom.

"Cough, cough!"

Suddenly, with a cough, several figures came out of the black hole slowly.

Led by a hell master, his whole body is full of wounds, even an arm is gone, his whole body is tattered, blood drenched, miserable.

It's frightening to let a master suffer such serious injuries.

Behind him, there are two prison masters. Their injuries are even more terrible. They are as angry as a gossamer and will fall down at any time.

As for the other wardens, they have disappeared and fallen into them.

After seeing them come out, the faces of the hell and the sun changed at the same time. One was happy, the other was gloomy.

The master of hell rushed in an instant: "what's up?"

Master Chenyue nodded, opened his mouth and coughed up a big mouthful of blood: "got it!"

The eye light of Bai Yuan's master suddenly became extremely blazing: "good! Good! Good

He said three good words in a row, which showed how excited he was.

The face of the master of the sun can't be described by hard to see, but he was really given by hell.

This is definitely not good news for the public.

There are many Lost Gods in today's sunny universe. If hell's strength grows again, we can imagine that the sunny side will be in a weak position.

"It's better to keep it in the open." A faint voice suddenly rang out.

Then, the void fluctuated, and a figure quietly appeared here.

Under his seat was a long bronze sword, rusty, as if it had been buried under the ground for tens of thousands of years. There was no frightening edge, but it was frightening.

With his appearance, there seems to be a lot of spirit in the void, cutting people's bodies, which makes people very uncomfortable.

Watching him appear, the master of the sun also showed a touch of joy.

The two masters of hell, Bai Yuan and Chen Yue, looked at the coming master and flashed a dignified look in their eyes.

"Golden penalty!"

People who have heard of the name will know the weight of the name.

This is an ancient existence to the extreme. I don't know what it is, but I have mastered the origin.

Moreover, it is the source of the most powerful gold, and its lethality is the most terrible.

It is said that several of the main gods he killed even killed the master, leaving him a shadow of his life. After struggling for tens of thousands of years, he died.

This is a terrible strongman, so the master of hell should be cautious.

"I didn't expect you to join the league." Bai Yuan's handsome face flashed a shade of gloom.

"It's just that both sides take what they need." Jin Xing light said: "you take out of the things, or stay here."

Chen Yue sneered: "it's up to you? It belongs to my hell

"The mythical battlefield is on the sunny side. The things in it belong here. If you want to take them away, you can have a try." Jin Xing's face was calm without any fluctuation.

This is the confidence that strength brings.

Master the origin, touch the threshold of the master of the universe, this is the place that other masters can't compare.

They have hope to pry into the higher world, which is no longer in the same dimension.

"Then try it!" Bai Yuan's long and narrow eyes burst out an amazing God awn, sharp as two heavenly swords, penetrating the void.

"I can't help myself." Jin Xing sat in the void, looking down at the people below.

Boom!

Bai Yuan took out his hand. He held a bloody sword in his hand and made a startling blow to the sky.

A bloody red awn is tens of thousands of miles long, which seems to split the whole starry sky. The sharp edge makes the hair stand upright, and the body seems to split.

Bai yuanjunmei's face with a touch of evil, the corners of his mouth, at the moment there is a kind of bloodthirsty madness, full of long hair are dancing wildly.

Jin Xing snorted, and the golden sword under his seat made a sonorous sound. When he pierced through the stone, a sword also flew out.

Boom!

Two long rainbow through the void, and then hit together.

It's an attack of energy gathering, but at this time it makes a sound like a golden and iron attack, which makes the void follow the rumble.

Where are the sword Qi and Dao mang? They are two torrents, rolling like the river of heaven, and raging in the void.

The sky and earth here have been completely broken, the void is broken like a mirror, scattered and scattered.

Bai Yuan laughed wildly, and the bloody sword in his hand burst out with astonishing evil spirit. It seemed that there was a sea of blood, and the rich blood was diffused, and countless corpses were floating in the sea of blood.

Although he is a handsome and incomparable appearance, he is just like Shura now. His murderous spirit is too strong.

Although Jin Xing spoke with disdain, he didn't dare to be slighted in his heart.

Bai Yuan is in charge of the eighth level of hell. As we all know, the deeper the hell is, the stronger the strong will be.

Bai Yuan's strength is stronger than the masters of the previous hell.

It was tempered by countless killing. What he practiced was the way of killing, full of tyranny and destruction.

Jin Xing waved his big hand, and the bronze sword flew out directly.

"The sword of heaven and earth!"