Paragon God Creation System

Within the Sacred Domain, countless islands suspended in the void appear magnificent. Below the island, there is a boundless ocean, and in the sea water, there are huge phantoms, like phantoms of giant whales.

A few days ago, after the spread of Fang Shijin’s news, those Martial Dao Heaven’s Chosen lurking in the unknown domain, the death domain, the ancient demon domain, all came quickly to find the inheritance of the three mysterious alliances.

In an island in the distance, a man stared arrogantly at the place where the red rays of light radiated in front of him, a icy expression on the corner of his mouth.

“Fang Shijin is so useless, he is dead.”

The cold and proud man’s tone was cold, and there was some anger in his words.

However, when he watched a group of Martial Artists Lingdu Void reach the red island, all of a sudden, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

“However, before Fang Shijin’s death, there were quite a lot of Martial Artists, and it was not a waste of that many resources.”

“After all, if you want to train a Martial Artist in the World Lord Peak from Profound Transformation Realm in just a few months, it still takes some means.”

The cold proud man said with a smile, looking at the red rays of light.

A large group of Martial Artists, a mighty hundreds of Heaven’s Chosen, rushed into the place emitting red light with excitement.

Then in less than half a day, a Martial Artist rushed out of the red light island covered with blood, with a look of horror, a sharp contraction of his pupils, Ling Fei in the void, and from the trembling eyes, he could see a touch shadow.

Bang!

The red light island burst out a tentacle-like red light beam, and instantly hit the bloody Martial Artist.

Ah!

A terrible cry sounded, and the Heaven’s Chosen Martial Artist silhouette was fixed in the void by red rays of light, his hands were around the neck, his fingers were caught in the flesh of the neck, and countless blood overflowed and dissipated in the red light.

Heaven’s Chosen Martial Artist turned into a dead body within a few breaths and fell towards the endless ocean.

Before reaching the seabed, the silhouette was revealed by the giant whale phantom, opening a monster-like bloody mouth wide open like a sacrificial bowl, swallowing this dry corpse, and continuing to lurk in the water.

“There is another wave of people. The thousand demon demon flowers really have an appetite. They have eaten more than a thousand people and have not eaten enough.”

The cold proud man was differently said, and immediately the knuckles rang, behind him, three silhouettes suddenly appeared, kneeling on one knee, waiting for his order.

“Go and kill the boy named Cheng Wushuang in the death zone.”

The three silhouettes were sneered, nodded, and disappeared into the forest behind them.

At this moment, the cold and proud boy was full of strange waves in his eyes, his gaze was still gazing at the red rays of light on the island in front, his mouth moved slightly.

“Cheng Wushuang? It sounds a bit powerful, but in this low-level Profound Cotton Sword Domain, even the strongest Saint, its Heaven’s Chosen is like waste.”

“If it wasn’t for this flower and this fragment of the plane, I really don’t want to come here and play a scramble game with a group of little broken children.”

……

Cheng Wushuang entire group, after a day, is about to leave the ancient demon domain and enter the death domain.

Along the way, corpses were everywhere, full of thick death Aura.

On this piece of land near the death zone, there are countless layers of Monster Beast bones. At the same time, more of the human Martial Artist’s corpses, and from which yellowed and black corpses, you can know that these corpses have died a lot Years.

Looking at this scene, the wind accompanying Cheng Wushuang sighed: “Ancient fantasy world is the treasure land of Saint Neptune, countless Saint’s Heaven’s Chosen, in the twenty years of trifling, are willing to wait for this time, hoping to enter It’s a chance left over from the Ancient era. “

“Unfortunately, in the end, Ancient Fantasy became the graves of Heaven’s Chosen. Every time Martial Artist enters Ancient Fantasy, they are some of the dynasties or sect. However, most of these Martial Artists will die here. A few people step out. “

There was a touch of sadness in the strong words.

Cheng Wushuang spirit strength is incomparably powerful. It is sensitive to changes in people and their subtle emotional fluctuations. In the words of Feng Lie, Cheng Wushuang heard a sense of nostalgia and thoughtfulness.

“Why did Fenglie say this?”

Cheng Wushuang asked in confusion.

Feng Lingling was driving Monster Beast at this time, a little faster, stuck between Cheng Wushuang and Fenglie, saying: “Many of us clansman died in it, none of them came out, even among the family members. The reincarnation failed to get out of the ancient fantasy world. “

“Ancient fantasy world has been in this way for too long, and countless of the amazing Heaven’s Chosen have died here.”

Feng Lingling’s voice is crisp and nice. In his words, not at all is like his big brother, full of sadness.

The thought that Feng Ling is Saintess, Cheng Wushuang is relieved.

In Star Domain World, the deities after rebirth are the most fundamental difference between the deities of reincarnation.

The rebirth deities have the memories of the previous life, and they also carry the emotions of the previous life. They may not care too much about this life, but the deities of reincarnation are different. The broken and awakened memory and strength of the Reincarnation Seal are only one-sided changes. Some personalities, for some emotions, are still not easy to change.

Of course, there are also many reincarnations, such as Gu Nianchen encountered by Cheng Wushuang in Small Heavenly Wolf Star. Once such reincarnation awakens the memories of previous lives, they are dominated by the previous lives in character and emotion.

Cheng Wushuang can see that Feng Lingling doesn’t seem to care about his family, but Feng Lie has a strong sense of integration and can’t help but smile faintly.

Thinking of his family, Cheng Wushuang thinks his sense of integration is still very strong. Perhaps it was the fatherless and motherless in the last life. In this life, he suddenly has a family, and he looks forward to family reunion.

“Beiming Saint Clan! I believe that in two or three years, I can go to the Ancient God Star Domain with father. By then, I must fiercely step on the Old Bastard fiercely group of Beiming Saint Clan.”

Cheng Wushuang said ruthlessly in his heart, and a moment of fortitude appeared on his face.

When he was in his heart, Murong Qiong, who was walking in front of the road, suddenly exclaimed: “Be careful, there is a death zone in front! There are undead creatures!”

The crowd was startled and looked into the distance.

The ancient demon domain is dominated by the red grass plain, and the mountain range is very scarce. Near the death domain, all the blood-red vegetation is in stark contrast to the dying black in the death domain.

In the eyes of everyone, the death domain is like the abyss of hell. Black is full of weirdness and gloom. The wind blowing from the death domain has a strange feeling.

At the edge of the death zone, there are already two undead creatures waiting quietly for Cheng Wushuang and the others.