Chapter 3761 Ye Qingyi

The will of the underworld carefully sensed it, and it turned out that he actually resonated with this formation.

Damn, Fang Yue really tricked him.

However, Fang Yue tricked the creatures of the six tribes instead of him.

If the six tribes want to obtain the blessing of the heavenly way here, they only need to sacrifice the flesh and blood of the enemy and the crystal of the origin or the power of the origin of the universe.

This is equivalent to guiding the people of the six tribes to fall into the trap and actively send themselves into the mouth of the will of the underworld!

"They will make their own choice!"

Fang Yue smiled strangely.

"My lord, it's up to you next!"

Fang Yue said to the will of the underworld with great respect.

"Fang Yue, I will believe you once this time!"

The will of the underworld gritted her teeth.

She knew she was gambling, but she had to!

The will of the underworld made seals with both hands and gently pressed the void.

A large amount of the power of the origin of the universe was extracted.

The defense of all the space forces near this hill was weakened several times.

If there are outsiders, it will be countless times easier to enter the underworld!

"The gears of fate! Turn again!"

Fang Yue chanted in a low voice.

Then, a huge space force began to gather around the hill!

"Alas!"

The little girl who was the incarnation of the will of heaven in the underworld sighed softly, and then her figure gradually became illusory and faded.

Half a day later.

In an ancient canyon in the underworld.

A beautiful woman in a black cloak knelt on an ancient stone altar.

On this altar, the mark of the hexagram was engraved.

The reliefs of gods and demons gradually lit up around the altar.

There were a total of twelve reliefs of gods and demons, and their eyes flashed with a faint red light.

"When the gears of fate turn again, the destined person will appear!"

The beautiful woman in a black cloak whispered softly, her palms clasped together, her face majestic.

Then, eight strong men carried the bodies of four beasts and placed them on the altar as sacrifices.

These four beasts are the ancient god elephant, the primordial blue ox, the five-clawed golden dragon and the four-winged flying tiger.

The ox, tiger, elephant and dragon represent the four units of measuring the level of power that have been passed down from generation to generation.

But few people know that if the bodies of these four beasts are used for sacrifice, the legendary Lord of Power can be summoned to come!

He is one of the twelve supreme gods who once stood at the top of the pyramid in the God's Residence civilization!

The four beasts are all powerful beings at the level of the Immortal Lord. As sacrifices, they are already the top specifications in the underworld!

On the altar, the reliefs of gods and demons gradually became clear.

These twelve demon gods are also the twelve supreme gods in the God's Residence civilization!

"Sunset, after so many years, you finally gathered enough sacrifices and awakened me again!"

A gentle voice gradually sounded in the altar.

A gentle man in white appeared on the altar. He was wearing a white robe and holding a golden scepter.

Except for a purple mark on his forehead, no one could tell that he was different from an ordinary Confucian scholar.

"Respected Lord of Power, please forgive me. This time, the sacrifice was not collected by me, but given to me by my new master, Lord Fang Yue! He told me that the most brilliant era is about to begin, and there should be a stage for the civilization of the gods. So he gave the sacrifice to me to wake you up! And gave you a small gift!"

Sunset respectfully presented a top-grade faith bead to the Lord of Power.

No one from the civilization of the gods could escape the temptation of the power of faith, and it was so strong.

"Has he ignited his own divine fire?"

The Lord of Power took the bead of faith, but he did not swallow it instantly, but held it between two fingers to play with it!

On Sunset, he could feel a trace of residual divine power.

Although this divine power was weak, it was extremely pure.

This can only be possessed by the first generation of gods.

Although Luo Ri is powerful and is also his believer, the power of Luo Ri is all given by himself, and he should be very familiar with it.

"Yes, my new master has insight into the power of the great Lord of Power in me, so he bought me from the hands of the Sea of ​​Samsara! Now I am a loyal servant of Lord Fang Yue!"

Luo Ri told the truth.

Fang Yue actually did not tell the truth to Zhang Sanfeng.

Regarding the matter of the civilization of the gods and the power of faith, Fang Yue thinks that the fewer people know about it, the better!

"Good, very good!"

The Lord of Power gently crushed the Lord of Faith in his hand, and strands of faith power flooded into his body.

The Lord of Power felt that his power was gradually recovering, and the strands of faith power were like a long-lost sweet rain, falling on the dry and cracked earth!

In the canyon, the mountains and rivers shook.

The sky and the earth changed color.

A huge blood-colored field slowly spread out.

The field of power.

Within the scope of this area, thousands of creatures above the virtual fairyland, no matter they were people of all races or birds and beasts, all trembled in fear and flew towards the Lord of Strength, knelt on the ground, and worshiped him. In the blink of an eye, they became fanatical believers of the Lord of Strength, providing him with a constant supply of faith and willing to sacrifice everything for him.

The Lord of Power is nourished by the power of faith and becomes more powerful and mysterious!

Only Sunset, who was responsible for sacrificing and summoning the Lord of Power, remained unchanged and was not affected by the Lord of Power's domain at all.

The Lord of Power was not angry, but praised him.

"Sunset, you have found a good master this time!"

In another place.

An ancient ethnic group is also praying, this time the entire ethnic group is praying.

An old man in animal clothing, lean, dark-skinned, short in stature, his face covered with ancient oil paint.

The old man looked at the three-foot-tall stone statue in front of him and muttered silently.

"Ghosts and gods are immortal! Heaven is unified!"

The huge stone statue slowly shattered, and pieces of stone fell down and fell to the ground, completely shattered.

Behind the old man, hundreds of tribesmen were also shouting at this time.

"Ghosts and gods are immortal! Heaven is unified!"

The sounds of shouts and prayers rippled like surging waves.

Then, the stone statue completely collapsed.

A figure of a thin man appeared.

He was wearing bronze armor and carrying a rusty sword in his hand!

Between the eyebrows, a vertical eye is tightly closed, like a red line.

If you don't observe carefully, you won't be able to see the slightest clue!

"The wheels of the times are turning. Is a new era about to begin again?"

The man said softly.

A long sigh fell, and the vegetation withered and turned to ashes within a hundred miles.

But the skinny old man gradually became younger, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes disappeared, and his white hair turned into jet black.

"Clan leader, do you know what releasing me means?"

The man said to the old man.

"Rakshasa appears in this world, and all living beings are in ruins!"

The clan leader said with a trembling voice.

"Am I the Rakshasa of this generation?"

The man spoke to himself, his voice was soft, and his eyes were filled with confusion that never dissipated!

…

In the People's League.

Qibao Junior High School.

In a dilapidated house, a nine-year-old boy was holding his six-year-old sister in his arms and shivering!

A Yin-Yang level black demon warrior picked up the pitch-black sword in his hand, swung it gently, and slashed towards the little boy's neck!

The little boy closed his eyes in despair.

Waiting for the irresistible sword to fall on his neck, and then end this short and painful life.

And at this time.

A leaf falls.

The leaves glowed, blocking the blade of the sword.

A brief pause.

The next second, there was a local sound.

The black iron sword instantly shattered and turned into billions of fragments that splashed all over the ground!

"This is my human race's territory. You seem to be taking my human race too seriously by doing this!"

A young man jumped down from the roof wearing a raincoat.

There was a piece of grass in the corner of his mouth.

A cynical look on his face.

The Qingye just now was thrown out by him! His name is Ye Qingyi, a disciple of the inner sect of the Tianye Sect from a small sect nearby. In terms of talent, he is not outstanding. He only broke through to the ninth level of Yin Yang Realm when he was eighteen years old.

In the underworld, this is just commonplace. Of course, for ordinary people, they are already masters of seeing the beginning but not the end of the dragon.

"Brother Qingyi, Brother Qingyi is here!"

The little girl slowly opened her eyes and found that she was not dead. A familiar figure stood in front of her. This made her overjoyed and she couldn't help but chirp.

"Xiaorou, don't worry, with Brother Qingyi here, these evil guys can't hurt you even a hair!"

Ye Qingyi rubbed Xiaorou's cute little head and said.

"Hundan! Are you from Tianyemen? The elders of Tianyemen have promised to give the Seven Treasures Kingdom to my Black Demon Clan! How dare you resist us eating!"

Seeing that his sword was destroyed, this Yin-Yang level black demon couldn't help but roared at Ye Qingyi with anger on his face.

Ye Qingyi's complexion was ashen.

"I don't care about the others. I guarantee the death of these two brothers! They are my friends! I can't let them die in front of me!"

Ye Qingyi said impassionedly.

"Friend? Stop teasing me! How could you, a monk at the Yin-Yang realm, become friends with an ant at the innate realm?"

The strong man from the black demon clan sneered.

"The strong will only become friends with the strong. The clouds in the sky will not have any intersection with the soil on the ground!"

"You don't understand! I'm too lazy to explain to you, should you let me go now or let me kill you!"

Ye Qingyi gradually regained his cynicism.

Wisps of murderous intent condensed from the void and suppressed the black demons in the Yin and Yang realm!

The murderous intent was like a knife, making the black demons at the Yin and Yang realm feel pain on their skin.

"Ye Qingyi, do you dare to attack me? Do you know that if you kill me, it will be equivalent to Tianyemen taking action against my Black Demon Clan, and it will be equivalent to tearing up the cooperation agreement with Tianyemen!"

The strong man from the black demon tribe at the Yin and Yang realm roared at Ye Qingyi.

But the only thing that responded to him was another fallen green leaf.

The fallen leaves were like knives, gently cutting across the Black Demon's neck.

The strong scales are like a thin piece of paper, unable to withstand the tenacity of fallen leaves.

The neck of the Yin-Yang level black demon was scratched.

Blood spurted out and scattered all over the ground.

The head fell to the ground.

The Yin-Yang Realm-level Black Demon Clan still looked at Ye Qingyi in disbelief.

He couldn't believe in his heart that Ye Qingyi dared to attack him!

The Tianye Clan behind Ye Qingyi had obviously compromised with the Black Demon Clan and signed a ceasefire agreement.

Even the Tianye Clan had handed over the Qibao Kingdom to the Black Demon Clan in exchange for a brief 100-year peace.

"Qingyi, you're going too far!"

At this time, a steady and deep voice came from behind Ye Qingyi.

"Master?!"

Ye Qingyi slowly turned around.

Behind him was a middle-aged man with a square face, a lion nose and a square mouth, and he was awe-inspiring without anger.

There was a divine light in his eyes.