In the depths of the bitter sea, it seems that there is a hell coming, countless howls, screams, shouts

Soon, soon, those terrible images came to light.

It's a battlefield. People are fighting. The earth is full of corpses, rivers of blood, and fragments of divine soldiers.

"I am a general."

"Kill!"

"I can't hold on."

"I'm not a demon."

"My Lord, the 16th General has fallen..."

"Ha ha, general, but so."

"What about those people?"

"Kill it!"

"Wait, the Lord has orders, but all generals and ministers are exiled to Kaiyuan."

"I don't know why we should be banished? Isn't it better to kill? Cut the roots. "

As soon as the picture turns, it is another battlefield.

Above the bitter sea, there is a huge island. Suddenly, a big hand is photographed from the deep of the island, covering the whole battlefield. It seems that the gods are fighting, not only to stop fighting, but also to destroy everything.

"Penglai, what do you mean?"

"If your holy land violates the agreement, you can't blame us."

"Dare you? I'm afraid you can't bear the anger of my holy land. "

"After the war, Penglai is in seclusion. Even if the Lord comes, why should I

Finally, all the pictures dissipated, the bitter sea is still the bitter sea, the waves are still there, the sky is still dark, the only difference is that people feel for such a picture.

Generals and ministers, holy land, Penglai.

It turns out that there are fairies on Penglai mountain.

Ten thousand years ago, the closure of the land of Kaiyuan was not done by the holy land, but the Holy Land broke the agreement between the two sides. Therefore, Penglai tore its face and closed its relations with the outside world independently.

"Master, I feel it." Meng Xiaoqi suddenly opened her mouth, and her pretty face turned pale. She was staring at the depths of the bitter sea: "Penglai fairy mountain is coming. The dragon is still alive. It is roaring."

Roar!

It seems to verify that Meng Xiaoqi, from the depths of the sea of anguish came out of the roar of anger.

Boom!

A thick sword was cut out from the depth, accompanied by a thunder like voice: "demon, do you want to escape?"

"It's them."

"People from Penglai mountain."

"They are still alive." People showed a startled look and exclaimed in succession.

Meng Xiaoqi seems to be unable to control himself and strides out.

Li Yi responded: "Meng Xiaoqi, why are you going?"

I can't control my voice when he calls me back

Needless to say, the master of the Taoist temple had already noticed the abnormality. He stepped out and firmly clasped Meng Xiaoqi's shoulder with both hands, and suddenly took it back.

"The man It's kind of weird. " People from the two holy places also noticed that Meng Xiaoqi came out of control and wanted to step into the sea of misery.

The storm is still strong, but there is no manifestation of Penglai's Fairy mountain. As everyone knows, the fairy mountain is near, because the voice of the people on the mountain comes out.

Pen!

The sick boy is still in the process of calculation. However, a powerful force comes from the air attack, which shakes his whole body out. He coughs up blood and makes the ground red.

"Here it is." Someone exclaimed.

A huge shadow emerged in the depths of the bitter sea. Under the black sky, the shadow came slowly and enlarged, and the island cone gradually appeared.

At this moment, all of us hold our breath and pay close attention.

Roar!

Once again, the roar came out, with great reluctance in his resentment. It seemed that there was a great injustice to vent.

In a short time, the island became clearer and clearer.

At this time, some people couldn't help but act. The first time they stepped into the sea of bitterness was followed by people like a raging tide who were rushing to the island at this moment.

Even Li Yi and his party were ready to move, but they were stopped by Zhou Yuanfang.

Sure enough, there is a murderous spirit running through the sea of self suffering. Like the sickle of death, people's lives are constantly harvested. The bodies falling one after another are fluctuating with the scream.

The people in the rear were horrified and stopped.

"It's not a fairy mountain, it's just a virtual shadow full of killing."

Li Yi frowned: "what do you mean?"

Zhou Yuanfang said: "the people on the Xianshan mountain don't want to let the immortal mountain exist, so we set up a killing Bureau."

Li Yi slightly opened his mouth: "will that fairy mountain still appear?"

Zhou Yuanfang explained: "maybe, maybe not."

If there is no one on the Xianshan mountain, the appearance of Xianshan will become inevitable, but there are still people living on the Xianshan mountain. Although it is said that as early as 10000 years ago, they used the law to hide the Xianshan mountain and shut down the access to the land of Kaiyuan.But the law is the law after all, just like the breeze. When it blows to a dead corner, it will still turn back, just like the fairy mountain.

Now, it's time for Xianshan to turn back.

The only factor that made Zhou Yuanfang afraid to make a final decision was the people who lived on the Xianshan mountain.

After half an hour, no one dares to step into the sea of misery.

The shadow is more and more clear. Although this is a reflection, everything in the island is still very real.

Pen!

The light and shadow are blurred and gathered, and the wind is hunting, but it doesn't set off a wave. A gate of light seems to come from outside the sky and does not belong to this piece of heaven and earth.

"The gate of the apocalypse."

"I wipe, this time appears, who dares to cross?"

"Isn't it? Isn't that ridiculous? " Seeing the appearance of the Apocalypse gate, people's faces were not very good-looking.

Even the God King did not dare to step into the sea of bitterness, but the gate of Apocalypse appeared at this time.

This strange scene, let countless people complain, but relative to the gate of apocalypse, people still choose their own life, and do not rush forward rashly.

"Third Elder martial brother." Li Yi's body was shocked, and she was short of breath. She wanted to rush out at this moment.

Whoa!

The light door in the gale began to move, as if to follow its own law, disappeared in the sight of the public.

This also got, the door of the apocalypse, which is rare for thousands of years, can not be found. If it runs away, it may not be seen a second time in my life.

At present, someone braved the killing of the bitter sea and rushed out. At the moment when he rushed out, the magic soldiers revived and blocked the first wave of killing in the bitter sea for him.

It was so fast that when the second wave of killing did not come, he stepped into the gate of light.

Then the screams came out.

This

Seeing his success, people seem to see the hope, but hope will be shattered in the next moment, people's hearts pull out cool, ready to move the heart again down.

"I'm going." Li Yi swept the people behind him and said earnestly.

"What?" Zhou Yuanfang obviously did not respond.

Even the old people were stunned for a moment. Their purpose was to open up the land of Kaiyuan, followed by Yinyang grass on Penglai Xianshan mountain.

But now, he was running for the light door to leave.

Without waiting for the reaction of the party, Li Yi has rushed out.

"It's the black swordsman. What does he want?"

"I don't know what to do."

"Is he going to die?"