Chapter 125 The fusion is completed and the decisive battle begins!
The hills of the northern wilderness.
It is the fifth year after Tian Xieshen escaped from his captivity.
The people of the five ancient clans are still here guarding Futu Yijing.
During the past five years, there have been many top Demon Emperors who have come here, and these top Demon Emperors are comparable to the late-stage Saint Supremes.
Among the five ancient clans, only the Dragon and Phoenix Empress is in the late stage of the Saint Item.
In order to stop it, Qing Yanjing, the great elder of the ancient Futu clan, took out the ancestral tower, and Mokotian, the chief of the ancient Moko clan, also sacrificed the Moko Yin-Yang bottle. The chiefs or great elders of the other three ancient clans also took out the ancient clan's heritage.
On this day, the figure under the ancient tree that covered the sky finally showed new changes.
The ancient tree that covered the sky began to shrink, and a wonderful and strange wave emanated from that place, as if the whole world was converging towards that place.
The Dragon Phoenix Empress, the Human Emperor and others turned their eyes toward that place.
There, I saw a black dragon circling and leaping, circling around a human figure, making bursts of dragon roars.
Every time the figure took a step forward, the black dragon would appear right under that person's feet, allowing the person to step on it.
The figure held a small tree in his hand and walked like a dragon or a tiger. An overwhelming pressure emanated from the figure.
The man had an extremely heroic face, with a small black tower-like light pattern between his eyebrows emitting a terrifying aura. His red hair was scattered behind his head, and there was a phantom of a dragon and phoenix standing on his right shoulder.
The halo behind his head was like the scorching sun, emitting brilliant divine power.
The huge bright shadow behind him that illuminates the world also stands up and stands in the sky, making the whole figure of the future person look more magnificent and majestic.
"Everyone, thank you for your hard work." Futu Yijing looked at everyone and smiled calmly.
Everyone looked at Futu Yijing at this moment. The other party had a transcendent temperament and an aura that spanned ancient and modern times. He looked like a fairy who had ascended to heaven. He was so dazzling that it was difficult for people to look directly at him.
The terrifying imperial power was surging, sweeping across heaven and earth in an instant, shocking the past and present, and easily shaking the entire Northern Desolate Hills.
In front of her, even the Dragon Phoenix Empress, who was in the late stage of Sainthood, felt as small as a mayfly.
Seeing this, everyone's faces showed joy.
It seems that Futu Yijing was successful!
At the border between the universe and the demonic realm, the earth is broken, the sky is dark, and even the space is unstable, with cracks spreading from time to time.
During the past six months, both sides used this place as a battlefield and deployed countless strong men. Countless strong men from both sides fell, and even the ground here turned dark red, which seemed extremely tragic.
This continent is considered the most important battlefield between the universe and the evil races from outside the world, so it is called the Spirit Demon Continent.
Above the continent, there is an abyss with no end in sight, spreading out like the giant mouth of a devil. In the abyss, a torrent is rushing, crashing against the rocks, making a deafening roar.
One side of the Spirit Demon Continent is the Demon Realm, and the other side is the vast world.
In the past six months, the war on the Spirit Demon Continent has never subsided. However, today, this continent stained with blood has strangely experienced a rare peace.
However, everyone knows that behind this calm is a destructive storm that will determine the fate of countless lives in the world. If they can survive, the world will enjoy peace from now on. If not, billions of lives will become slaves and be slaughtered by others, and their lives will be worse than death.
So at this moment, countless secret techniques were performed, spiritual power turned into a spiritual mirror, and then projected out, reflecting the scenes on the Spirit Demon Continent to every corner of the universe.
On this day, all the creatures in the world looked up. In the sky above every continent, spiritual light was forming, forming a huge spiritual light mirror. In the light mirror, the Spirit Demon Continent was clearly projected.
All living beings put aside everything they had, looked at the huge spiritual light mirror in the sky with slightly trembling eyes, and kept on praying in low voices.
And their sight, through the spiritual light mirror, could see that in the east of the Spirit Demon Continent, spiritual light was surging, filling the sky and the earth, and countless figures were spreading out until the end of the sight. Even in that distant place, there was still a steady stream of light and shadows coming.
Apparently, on this day, seven or eight out of ten powerful people in the world gathered in the Spirit Demon Continent.
In the west of the Spirit Demon Continent, demonic energy is rampant, and thick demonic clouds are covering the sky. Countless fierce gazes can be vaguely seen from them, like a Shura crawling out of hell, ready to destroy everything in this world.
In the east of the Spirit Demon Continent, spiritual energy surged. At the highest point, Emperor Yan and Ancestor Wu stood with their hands behind their backs. Behind them, countless powerful people from the world looked at these two figures and felt at ease.
At this moment, a demonic power that made it hard to breathe slowly descended from the sky in an overwhelming manner, as if covering the entire world.
"Welcome my god!"
At this moment, a deafening and enthusiastic cheer broke out from the army of the evil race from outside the territory. All the evil races from outside the territory knelt down at this moment, and the noise was deafening.
The top powerful ones among the extraterritorial evil tribes, such as the Holy Demon Emperor, also knelt on one knee at this time and cast sinister and complacent glances towards the Great Thousand World.
Because they know that when the evil god arrives, the balance of power between the two sides will be completely broken.
Amidst the countless fanatical cheers, one could only see the demonic clouds surging and then receding layer by layer. Finally, a figure in white, stepping on the demonic clouds, appeared at the forefront of the evil army from outside the domain as if strolling in the garden.
The figure in white shirt had a handsome face, a gentle smile on his lips, and a bright light flickering around him. He did not have any of the sinister aura of the evil race from outside the domain. Instead, with the contrast of that smile, he seemed to have an unusual sense of compassion.
However, the three vertical eyes between his eyebrows made him look a little weird. The two completely different temperaments mixed together made him look particularly mysterious.
This figure is none other than the Evil God.
But at this time, in the east of the Spirit Demon Continent.
A terrifying imperial power that made people feel trembling with fear spread out with a force that obscured the sky and the sun, like a red-hot iron falling into water and spreading out in an instant.
A figure with long red hair stepped on a black dragon and walked forward step by step. The halo behind him radiated majestic power.
This man had an extremely heroic face, a stern expression, and an air of dominance.
His whole body was surrounded by brilliant light, like a true immortal descending to earth, but also like the arrival of the supreme emperor.
The small black tower pattern between the eyebrows shines brightly.
When Emperor Yan and Wu Zu and others saw the person coming, their eyes sparkled.
The person who came was Futu Yijing.
“Tian Xie God, after five years, we finally meet again.” His voice was not loud, but when it fell, the entire Spirit Demon Continent was shaking, and the space in front of him collapsed piece by piece along with the sound waves.
(End of this chapter)