As the ruthless natural disaster continued to rage, the entire Izumo Islands began to sink into the sea quickly. Countless Izumo people rushed to escape to the high places, leaving only one idea in their hearts - stay away from the coastline!
However, water and fire are ruthless. Driven by earthquake waves, the whistling waves began to swallow the lives of the Ichyun people in large quantities, bringing endless deaths to this land that has been plagued by many disasters since ancient times.
In just one hour, Izumo's population quickly dropped from 125 million to 18 million!
More than 100 million people were swallowed by the tsunami, and a large area of economically prosperous cities were buried at the bottom of the sea, and those who survived were not out of danger.
Because the barren mountains lack the necessary supplies for human survival, whether it is food or medicine, over time, no one dares to guarantee how much they can survive in the 18 million people.
Perhaps only martial artists with stronger survival have a greater chance of surviving this disaster at the level of destruction.
The huge amount of deaths in a short period of time, the desperate emotions of countless people detonated the tide of thought energy, impacting the barriers that isolate the spiritual world and reality, and a hole was opened in the curtain of the Jedi Tiantong.
In the sky, a terrifying murmur came from the cracked cracks. "The Heaven Gate is finally opened."
Even after six thousand years and years, the formation of Jedi Tiantong still maintained its operation, began to repair the barrier, make up for the gaps, and closed the unexpectedly opened Tianmen again.
"No one can stop the arrival of Apocalypse."
Crack~
A pair of big hands covered with white bone armor poked out from the thin cracks in time and space, grabbed the closed door, tearing a larger hole again: "I am ordered by the emperor to blow the horn of the end of the world, bringing eternal death and nirvana to all living beings!"
The Death Knight came to the world.
He casts armor with the corpses of all things, and carves the traces of death on a white bone sword, and his whole body is filled with an ominous aura.
He is the mortal enemy of all things in the world and all living beings - death!
"Hahaha, praise my lord!"
"Take clean death to this dirty world!"
"We are willing to offer all the creatures in the world to you, my lord!"
The members of the Red Moon Cult who were originally hiding in the crowd suddenly attacked and began to kill, hoping to please their masters with the death of the creatures.
"Damn it!"
"It's the Red Moon Clan, they are actually from the Death Council!"
Among those who are still alive, many are contestants in this World Martial Arts Competition, especially martial artists from Europa. They are familiar with the infamous martial arts genre.
You can't wait for everyone to think that the Red Moon Clan was an external organization created by the Blood Holy Church and the Source Blood Society. Only then did they realize that their group of madmen were actually from the Death Council!
"My Lord has come to the world. We don't have to hide our identity anymore. Let's bring a craze of death to this world! Use the death of sentient beings to witness our piety!"
"Praise death!"
"Respect your will, the crown of the Holy Lord of the Red Moon!"
Amid the praises of countless members of the Red Moon Clan, a figure in a blood robe rose into the air and began to massacre those rebelling masters of the silver.
He raised his hand gently and directly killed Tetsuhiko Oyama, the martial arts master of Izumo Kingdom.
In the crowd, Hurt's scalp suddenly became numb: "I'm sorry, I'm the leader of the Red Moon Clan, the prince-level blood clan Dio! I didn't expect that he was one of the three great speakers of the Death Council!"
The Golden Martial Saint, an extraordinary individual living being standing at the top of a mortal, is only one step away from the gods.
The Lord of the Red Moon Dio is such a peerless strong man.
As long as he is willing, he can kill all of these more than 8 million "following the net" who are still alive.
Even if Rancius, who is also a blood clan, has not transformed himself into an undead creature, so he is also on the killing list of the Death Council.
"Lancius! What should I do?"
"What else can we do besides resisting? Let's fight together!"
Lanceus drew his sword in his hand and together with Hut, he won over the still alive silver master, whether from the East or the West or Europa and Izumo.
At this moment, in order to survive, everyone can only give up their past grudges and fight to the death. "Hahaha, struggle, this spirit of resistance can make your death more sweet."
Dio enjoyed the anger, hatred and despair of a group of martial artists such as Rancius. The emotions of living beings always fascinated him, who has been with death.
As the land of Izumi sinks, the original mountains on the island gradually become isolated islands.
Dio, who was originally chasing Rancius and Hutt, was suddenly attracted by a breath from a distance: "Are the golden saints falling?"
The death of the Martial Saint, a strange phenomenon came from the sky.
If it were normal, such changes would be felt by other martial saints even if they were thousands of miles away.
Unfortunately, at this time, the Land of Izumo was the arena of the God War, and even several people fell into nothing. The deaths of just a few martial saints were really inconspicuous in the face of the time and space fluctuations caused by the God Fall.
If Dio hadn't been the dead, he would have been with death all day long, otherwise he would have never sensed the fall of several martial saints. "Praise death! The death of the saint will surely please my Lord more!" Dior showed a greedy and ecstasy expression, and immediately gave up and continued to chase Lancius and Hurt, heading straight for the northeast.
On the island below, Hercules Hutt lay in broken rubble like a dead dog, gladly saying, "Was that old thing just gone?"
"I guess he found another prey."
Rancius held the broken sword in his hand, and his body was covered in blood, obviously his injuries were not light.
The two of them survived the disaster, and they secretly prayed in their hearts that the Holy Lord of Red Moon should not come back.
It's a pity that their prayers failed. In just a moment, a blood-red figure returned the same way, making the hearts of the two of them instantly raise their throats.
But when they looked closely, they found that the Red Moon Holy Lord was in a mess at this time, with black substances similar to plasma constantly falling from his body, as if pouring out of a broken water pipe.
That is liquid death, called spiritual blood by the undead creatures!
In order to maintain his own strength, Dior frantically drew the spiritual blood of other members of the Red Moon Clan.
From the sky to the square, you can see scarlet Dior flowers blooming outwards with a blood-colored figure as the center. Life witheres, soul blooms, exudes a strange feeling.
Many martial artists who are fighting close to each other with members of the Red Moon Clan fell down before they could even take action.
Inside the Red Moon Cult, members who secretly defected to the Death Council had long been transformed into undead, and their bodies had long been dead. They could only maintain their operation by the existence of spiritual blood. As long as the spiritual blood is separated, their bodies will be taken away all their strength, their skin is pale and dull, and it is no different from the dead body.
Many members of the Red Moon Clan who were still killing wantonly showed horror when they saw this. Although they believed in death, they actually wanted to use this to escape their own death.
When they were about to die, they turned around and ran away immediately, but as soon as they stepped on their legs, their spiritual blood was drawn, and their whole body strength was absorbed into part of the blood.
The whole body is often stiff and unable to move. Then the eyes, nose, mouth, ears and seven orifices were bleeding, and the hot and viscous liquid slid down. Go toward where the special resonance frequency comes out.
This strange scene almost made everyone stunned for a moment, and instinctively felt disgust in their hearts.
The thousands of creatures in the world all instinctively resist death!
All the personnel of the Red Moon Cult Team turned into spiritual blood on the spot. Dior, the leader of the Red Moon Cult Team, obviously used a trump card with a powerful taboo.
For the battle between martial artists, a golden martial saint is the ultimate existence that can determine the outcome, so his own recovery is far more useful than all the members of the Red Moon Clan present.
Where Dior is located, the gathered blood has formed a solid-liquid mixture similar to a blood pool. There was a strong and sweet smell in the air, which made people dizzy.
Several martial artists from the Europa Order Army even fainted on the spot and fell on the winding blood. And his body was strangely thinner and gradually shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Obviously, their strength was also taken away!
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When Hut rushed over and pulled these unlucky guys apart, they had no breathing at all. They were completely in a state of shape and bones, and the energy and spirit in their bodies were completely absorbed.
"Damn it!"
Hert roared: "All martial artists obey the orders, evacuate this place, try to stay away!"
After saying that, a figure holding a broken sword appeared beside him, and Rancius looked solemnly at not far away.
Soon, they saw a woman who was held up by the waves and moved forward. She was charming, charming and charming, and had a charm that was difficult for mortals to resist.
"Golden Martial Saint!"
The two of them exclaimed, and then they saw a golden insect cocoon in the woman's arms.
Crack~
The crisp sound of glass shattering came from my ears, followed by a flawless little hand tore open the golden insect cocoon, and a newborn baby emerged from it.
Although his face and figure were so young, his starry eyes just swept over here, making both Hurt and Rantheus almost faint.
The momentum that suppresses all things and swept across the universe is already almost like a god!
The two of them couldn't support their bodies, and they knelt on the ground with their knees, instinctively surrendering to the baby in front of them.
Lancius, who had awakened the bloodline of the Hundred-Eyed Giant, saw the baby in front of him, and it was Ye Qingzhou: "He... is... Ye Qingzhou..."
"How could... be... so... strong..."
The two faced strong spiritual pressure and their emotions were almost broken.
Ye Qingzhou, who was still in a baby state, saw that he was naked and with a casual move, the golden silk automatically wrapped around him, turning into an exquisite robe. "Ah, my husband has become so cute!"
Yingyue's heart was about to melt when she was so cute that she hugged him harder.
But she didn't know that Ye Qingzhou was a real terrifying demon king in the eyes of other martial artists.
He has absorbed a large amount of war power, and now he has a characteristic similar to divine power, which can make sentient beings kneel down and conquer. Even a professional martial artist can defeat his mind at a glance.
Only those above the Grand Master can still retain their own will. "Ye Sheng, this is a misunderstanding! I have no intention of being an enemy of you!"
In the red blood cocoon, the voice of the Holy Lord of the Red Moon buzzed.
Just just now, he followed the aura of the fall of the saint to go to the place where Ye Qingzhou fought with the Knight King Ora, and then met Yingyue in his arms with golden cocoons.
Seeing Yingyue's breath weak, he thought there was a bargain to pick it up, but as soon as he took action, he realized that the iron was hit by the iron plate and was injured by Ye Qingzhou through the golden cocoon.
I still want to beg for mercy at this moment, but Ye Qingzhou would not spoil him: "The remnants of the Red Moon Clan? It seems that you are from the Source Blood Society, and everyone from the Source Blood Society will die."
"Wait! I'm from the Death Council!"
"Huh?"
Ye Qingzhou was speechless: "How many groups are you? Forget it, I think you are unhappy anyway, so I won't let you go if you kill the wrong one."
After saying that, Ye Qingzhou disappeared into Yingyue's arms.
Not ten meters away from Dior, his body appeared again, and then continued to accelerate, stabbing hard like a spear. His straight arm was the tip of the spear, thrusting straight!
The sword finger whistled through the air, and the air flow on the surface compressed into a white mist, as if two white lights were gliding by in the blink of an eye.
Boom~Boom~
The two black and white sword lights, one in front and the other behind, exploded into the center of the blood pool like a meteor. In the exploded blood cocoon, a golden martial saint in armor revealed the prototype.
He raised his hand and punched him, attacking with attack. His fist collided with his sword's fingers, and a movement broke out like a rocket bomb exploded. The pool water rolled and gushed, forming a blood mist in half a day.
The shock waves rippled, and the dust rolled.
The moment the two fought, they showed a martial arts attitude that had been immersed in for decades.
The killing method is like mercury pouring down the ground, punching one punch after another, and the sword fingers are continuously pointed out.
The figure moved like a phantom, and the two of them kept making moves and burst out with powerful attacks.
This situation lasted for several seconds. In a short period of time, Ye Qingzhou and Shuo instantly outputted no less than a hundred moves to the other party.
The power of the mind image covers a hundred miles of land, the mind image at night of death, the battle with the Wuji mind image!
Bang~
A blood fog exploded, like a lonely cloud of mushrooms suddenly swelling.
Dio's figure flew backwards after only two muffled groans in the fog. Rotate in the air, step on the ground with both feet. He staggered for more than ten steps, stomped on a large piece of floor before he stopped his body, and looked at the position just now with a gloomy face.
In the sun, Ye Qingzhou's tender body seemed to be swallowing the light, invisible and incomprehensible.
In contrast, Dior, wearing blood-red armor, looks majestic and terrifying, but he is at an absolute disadvantage in front of Ye Qingzhou. "I said, I'm not from the Source Blood Society!"
The Lord of the Red Moon was in a very bad mood. He was already crazy enough, why did he meet someone who was crazier and more unreasonable than himself? (This chapter ends)