In the depths of darkness, there is infinite change.

Change is hidden in the depths of the dark.

Since ancient times, the demon family has born hundreds of great, ten-level monsters and monsters and monsters.

As long as you go to the extreme in one or more dark changes, you can be great.

Or, like the King of Darkness, the source is straight to the Supreme.

However, in the true sense, those who can be able to cave in the dark source of change, stick to their hearts, and achieve the road with dark changes, only the devil will be one.

He was the son of darkness, the son of God.

With his talent, ability, and supreme cornerstone, as long as he is given enough time, he can see the infinite changes derived from darkness!

In the history of the Demon, all the changes that have emerged, darkness, destruction, rabidness, resentment, despair, fear...

When he changes, he can understand.

Because the Supreme, like the source, does not die naturally.

It is almost an eternal existence.

But he was too impatient.

Nie Tian, who faced the day, arrived at the Supreme Sea of Life and Blood, and the bloodline of life awakened a terrible talent and could swallow the mystery of refining blood!

He used, to attack the heavens, a demon villain, a monster, a monster, a monster, are all powerful for a while, all of them are ten levels of existence.

The dark changes they understand are melted into a drop of demonic blood and are engraved in the statue of the demon god.

Under the inspiration of the great demon, under the gift of the blood of the blood of life, they were resurrected for a short time, imprinted in the depths, and the dark truth of hundreds of thousands of years of perception was also activated and clearly displayed.

And then again...

It is taken from the heavens with life, and the engulfed bones are not left.

This leads directly to the heart of Nietian, in the dark blood, suddenly wringing hundreds of ways, many times thinner than the hair, dense blood veins.

The chain of blood veins is branded with new, echoing with darkness, corresponding to the mysterious art of talent.

Nie Tian, it can be said that it is the place of the hundred greats in the history of the melting demons!

And the core, but from the devil's great understanding, the dark deep road secret - change.

Because, in the beginning, the first dark bloodline was obtained from the devil.

Such a day, and get the recognition of the dark origin, coupled with the true meaning of the evil of the five evil gods, the raging and evil energy of the raging beast, mixed with the blood of many demonic clans, ten-order warcraft, and warcraft, making Nie Tian become the most terrible kind of alien in the chaos!

Oh my god!

In the black mist, the devil screamed.

A drop of demon blood, from his mountain like a mountain of magic sputtering, every drop of magic blood, and split into hundreds, thousands of magic text, or special magic symbols.

Many blood gifts, with words, with magic lines, in the way of sound, and his heart resonated with and shook.

Blow up!Blow up!

The storm around him, the storm that destroyed the earth, became more and more turbulent.

That area, the terror of the wandering, so that the watching-and-seeing season, the fire, the restoration of the sober Pei Qiqi, are subconsciously avoiding.

In the three worlds, most of the great honors, the strong gods, if they are close to the great master of the dungeons at this moment, will be destroyed by his dark magic power and the soul that is crushed.

That kind of explosion, so that the season, the god fire, think of the beginning of the beginning of the heaven and earth, in the chaos of the outbreak of the destruction of everything, but also create all the havoc, regeneration changes.

However, what surprised them was that no matter how hard they tossed, how hard they tried, and how hard they worked.

The black magic fog, always firmly, wrapped him in it.

Look closely, the black fog has actually been changing.

At times, it is like the ancient troll form of Zhaoshan Tomb, and it is also a vicious war demon.

The demon god, with a huge purple pussy on his head, like a demon fruit, seems to imply infinite magic.

The demon has hundreds of magic eyes, the bloated body is covered with a cold black blade, huge hoofs, and demon hands, are like giant wolf tooth sticks, which seem to be able to cut a star field at will, so that the stars can be destroyed.

The fog changed again, and turned into an elegant and noble demonic people, with a beautiful face and condescending, such as a god without feelings, looking coldly at the devil.

The fog surged, and the big worms flowing with black foul-smelling liquids, the wet and slippery purple tongue, seemed to wrap the dungeon.

The fog changes again, becoming a demon god standing in the dark, standing up to the sky, and the dark breath to cover the three worlds.

The King of Darkness is gone...

The fog sometimes rises and shrinks, and changes the history of the demon family, the terror of a bit of the world.

Every core talent that exists in the understanding, blood, and the pursuit of the magic god's road, are flashing out in the fog, and they are opening their swords to the gods, harvesting his flesh and blood, and edging his magic blood.

The great demon, the body of the source of Nietian, is a huge body, and it is gradually shrinking in the bondage of the fog.

He also clearly sensed that his power, magic energy, dark traces branded in the blood, seemed to be swallowed, melted, erased...

Fear permeated in his heart, in a wisps of magic in his limbs.

He knew that fear also came from the depths of darkness, and that with his supreme order, with his knowledge of darkness, he should not have had this emotion.

Only he, let others produce fear, how can he have fear?

The sentient beings in the world, even if they are the blood father of the spiritual world and the ancient tree of life, have long known their strength, and they have never had a trace of fear.

The destruction of the sea of Qin Yao, only regarded by him as a rival, but also a defeated opponent.

The soul is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the

There are countless creatures in the three worlds, great honors, and many divine realms, who can make him afraid?

Even when he faced the dark source, he was just full of respect.

“Yes, the power, the blood, the passing of the dark mark...”

It was half-sounding, and the demon became aware of where his fear came from.

It comes from the fact that you are becoming weak...

Strong, confident, can not be afraid of everything, no fear.

Constantly, slowly become weaker, weaker and weaker more and more than before, as the previous enemy opponents, no one is as good as, anyone can bombard him, naturally will be afraid.

Naturally, fear arises.

What he did not know was that when there was fear in his heart, the sea of life and blood below him abandoned him, and there was no small blood-colored light that provided him with the energy of life through his heart.

This also makes it difficult for him to recover the wounds of flesh and blood with speed like Nietian.

In the black magic fog, the dungeons narrowed, so that the season, the god fire, and Pei Qiqi, are gradually unable to see.

Oh!Oh!

There were grain-sized, dark crystals that flew away from the black magic fog.

The light, into the darkness, fell to the source.

The source of the darkness, and then the crystal light, melted into the Dong Lidan Tian Linghai, that dark spirit.

Dong Li's Dantian Linghai, also unknowingly, was filled with the energy of black and filth, and even the unattributed Lingdan was also black.

Call!

The black magic fog gathered and condensed, once again turning into a diaotian.

Nie Tian looked at the sea of blood below, smiled, said: "You hope in the spiritual blood father, I hope he solves the ancient tree of life first, solves those unrelated creatures, and then deal with me."

"Then I will do as you wish."

He is in the midst of the chaos, and he is becoming illusory until he is nothing.

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