Almost at the same time, all outsiders who entered this immortal magic fantasy realm noticed the drastic changes in this illusion realm.

Whether it was shocked or unwilling to accept it, whether it was Sanchi Taoist or Hongfa'er, everyone saw the extremely dazzling divine light.

And, among the divine light, wearing blood-stained armor, walking in the air, the unparalleled divine man!

"Judicial God of War!"

The entire immortal and magical illusion is frozen, whether it is the mountains and rivers inside it or the many outsiders.

Only Yang Yu, who was sitting cross-legged on the hill, suddenly fell to his feet, and the ever-changing drop of blood fell on the eyes of the sky on his forehead like raindrops.

His perspective was bloody.

He felt a terrifying aura and was reviving.

He could not even describe this momentum.

I just feel that under this breath, no matter in the sky, the world, the universe, the dimension of the sand, any magical passage technique,

And no matter whether you are a human, a demon, a god, an immortal, a ghost, or a Buddha... you can cut off the fierce will!

‘Is this the majesty of the legendary master of the great power, the head of the Nine-Earth God of War, the first person in the ancient heavenly court, and the majesty of the God of War?’

An indescribable tremor arose in the hearts of all outsiders. They were frightened and horrified, because at this moment, even their ability to withdraw from this mysterious realm was frozen!

"This, this...He actually..."

Above the hills, Hong Faer's eyes had cracked and blood was flowing out.

This mysterious skill realm has been bought in the Ten Thousand Demon Cave for nine thousand years. In the long years, in this mysterious skill realm, they have obtained ancient secrets, incomplete inheritances, even Taoist fruits, Samadhi True Fire...

But all of this is too trivial compared to this breath...

But he couldn't move at this moment, so how could he not make him angry?!

call!

Huh huh huh ~

The world clearly solidified at this moment, but Yang Yu could still detect the breeze blowing on the hills.

And, the sound of footsteps coming from nowhere.

‘Here, come…’

Hong Faer's heart was like a drumbeat, and she kept roaring in her heart, staring wide, trying to see the person clearly, but only saw a black-shaded dragon boot...

Stepping past your face!

Hong Faer's thoughts froze at this moment...

‘This breath…’

Yang Yu's heart was also unable to calm down.

He couldn't move, but he felt extremely clearly that someone was standing behind him, and his shadow covered him.

It was like a peerless divine sword that pressed against his body, as if he could cut himself into pieces in an instant.

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

When someone asks questions, it is not a divine text, but a Taoist text, calm and quiet.

Yang Yu realized that he could speak, but could not turn back. The invisible oppression made him feel extremely depressed:

"Scared, not afraid."

"What's the solution?"

The person who came asked again.

"If you want to kill me, there is no need to be such a situation."

Yu Yang took a deep breath and calmed down his violently beating heart.

The huge gap in the level of life made his irresistible heart terror, which was not changed by his will.

At least, he has not completely completed the unity of spirit and body, but he cannot do it.

"Can there be no legends in later generations?"

“Not many, there are too.”

Yu Yang answered truthfully.

"That……"

After a moment of silence, someone asked:

"How can we measure the vast world?"

However, Yang Yu did not hesitate and answered truthfully:

"law!"

quiet!

On the hills, it became very quiet. Hong Faer, who was not far away, felt a chill in his heart. The samadhi true fire that had finally ignited was almost extinguished.

"You are very brave!"

Unexpectedly, the person who came was not angry, just asked:

"Why?"

"Because, this is the trace left by the God of Justice."

Yu Yang answered.

In the past three months, he has not only been weaving straw ropes, but also thinking about this level.

He didn't know much about the deeds and legends of the Judicial War God, and he had no way of knowing how he dealt with it back then.

But he knew very well that no matter how he answered that year, he was eventually still the 'Judicial God of War'.

judicial!

"Not you!"

In the last sentence, Yang Yu said it very slowly, as if he was under tremendous pressure.

Under the sharp edge, he felt that he could be cut into flesh paste at any time. This was not only aimed at the body, but also at the will...

Even if he hadn't been united with his spirit and flesh, he would have dispersed the stinging pain brought by the peerless sharp edge to all acupoints, he would probably not be able to say a word at this moment...

"judicial……"

The visitor fell into a long silence, and after a long time, he sighed:

"How did you see it?"

"Just guess."

Yang Yu's heart was slightly calm:

"Before ancient times, the God of Justice fell to fight against the demon of robbery. If there was a breath, it would not fall away!"

At the end of ancient times, the gods fought for the cruising.

What a tragic battle that was, Yang Yu had no idea, but in such terrifying years, the fall of the Justice God of War would inevitably be a major event that shocked the world.

If a person like him has a trace of breath left, he will be taken back by the Heavenly Court and saved with all his might, rather than wandering to a remote place like Longquan Realm...

What made him even more certain was that the moment the breath revived, he saw a splash of sword aura through his eyes...

Nothing can be killed, nothing can be killed...

"Your courage is really big, very big..."

The person who came sighed and looked at Yang Yu with a strange look. Even though there was only a ray of breath, it was not something that such a little god could bear.

"I still remember that the last time I saw such a bold person was that monkey..."

Yang Yu was shocked and noticed that an extremely cold palm fell on his shoulder. To be precise, it was inside a hole!

And within the acupoint, a seven-orbital stone monkey curled up like a dead object.

After the psychic stone monkey took the attack of Jiutian Killing Tong, he no longer had any reaction...

In the past few years, Yang Yu has tried to awaken the monkey more than once, but all ended in failure.

But at this moment, I noticed the cold gaze, and the stone monkey, which seemed to be alive and dead, trembling as if she was about to open her eyes!

"The sky stones of thousands of years, the body refining of gold... The Taoist fruit becomes a spirit... I want to carry a monkey, but I'm afraid it's not enough..."

The eyes of the visitor seemed to reflect all the mystery in the acupoint:

"By chance? Or... no, with the monkey's temperament, it wouldn't be Him? No..."

The moment the biting cold touched the body, Yang Yu felt that the sky's eyes were hot. Under the secludedness, the bright red words as red as blood flashed away, bloody and terrifying:
Chapter completed!