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Chapter 1582 The eighth floor of the Palace of Death!  Past events in the demon world!

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    ?Huang Yi held the Death Scythe tightly and walked slowly in the dark, his ears erect, always paying attention to the sounds around him.  Obat solemnly emphasized that there are nine floors in the Temple of Death. Each floor is more dangerous than the next, but the treasures enshrined are also more powerful than the previous floor.  It is usually difficult for virtual god masters to get through the first level, and even true gods may fall after reaching the fourth level. As for after the seventh level, only the main god has the strength to go in and find out.  Time passed by minute by minute, Huang Yi followed the smell of blood and moved very far, but the surroundings were always quiet.  No sound, no glory, no danger whatsoever.  He gradually began to wonder, why did the Temple of Death, which was said to be extremely dangerous, do nothing to him?  Even if he is a new generation of Death, he should not be treated like this. There must be some other reason.  He simply let go of his courage and made some noises on his own initiative. He even tried to take out lighting items such as torches and luminous pearls from the storage ring, but these items all failed and no light was produced.  "Boom!" At this time, Huang Yi suddenly bumped into a shelf and touched something displayed on it.  He reached out and touched the thing, feeling its outline, and gradually discerned that it was a long weapon, seemingly a trident.  The formation of the Palace of Death has restrictions on taking items. Each time you enter, you can only take one thing. Even the master of the Palace of Death was no exception. This is only the first level. It is not the best treasure and is not worth taking.  Walk.  Huang Yi immediately put down the trident and continued moving forward.  He continued to move forward, and encountered other shelves during the process, and found some warhammers, staffs, masks, halberds, hammers, ribbons, balls and other various items.  Gradually, he came to a staircase in the dark, and the smell of blood came from the stairs.  He went up the stairs and arrived at the second floor of the Palace of Death. It was still dark and there was still no danger.  He continued to follow the smell of blood, gradually ascending one level after another.  "It's the fourth floor!" Huang Yi muttered to himself in the darkness. This is a place where even true gods may fall, but he still hasn't encountered any danger and can continue to advance to higher floors.  Gradually, he came to the seventh floor. This is a floor that only the Lord God has the strength to find out. However, he was still unscathed. He even wondered if Obat was deliberately scaring him. This Palace of Death might not exist at all.  Danger.  At this time, he touched the stairs again and climbed up quickly as before.  When he took the last step up the stairs, light finally appeared in front of his eyes!  The rest of the area on this floor is still dark, except for a portal at the end that emits a blood-red light. It was the only light source Huang Yi saw after entering the Palace of Death, like a beacon directing him to go there.  At the same time, the smell of blood reached its strongest level, and the mysterious thing related to him was on this level.  The ninth floor of the Temple of Death is specially used to worship the Death Scythe.  The items enshrined on the eighth floor are the most powerful items in the Temple of Death besides the Death Scythe.  Huang Yi strode forward and arrived in front of the portal that exuded blood-red light.  The door was tightly closed, but there was no support on the front, rear, left or right, so it was displayed alone in the hall. Huang Yi went around to the back of the door and took a look, but there was nothing there.  This should be a door similar to the Demon King's Gate and the first 100 cells of the Hero Prison. It is a kind of space teleportation door that is specially designed to teleport to another scene.  Huang Yi came to the door, took a deep breath, and reached out to push the door open.  In an instant, a burst of blood spurted out from the sky, covering Huang Yi in an instant and sucking him into the door.  A feeling of dizziness came over him. After a long time, he came to a new place.  Under the blood-red clouds, there is a killing battlefield. Billions of creatures are fighting on the earth. The thunderous war drums are roaring. There are countless masters fighting hard in the sky. The corpses of those who died in battle are falling like raindrops, smashed to death.  A large number of creatures.  Among them, one side was wearing blood-red battle clothes and holding high blood flags. It hit the battlefield like a torrent of blood and gained the upper hand.  "The other side is holding a black flag high with a sword embroidered on it. The weapons they use are all kinds of knife weapons, and they are retreating steadily.  "Crazy Sword, stop struggling. Two-thirds of the gods in the demon world have surrendered to this king, and you are no exception!" At this time, a domineering voice suddenly sounded above the clouds, with the aura of dominating the world.    "Humph! They are all just weaklings! My crazy sword is not afraid of you, a bullshit tyrant!" Another rough voice responded unceremoniously.  Tyrant!  Huang Yi was stunned when he heard the name and stared blankly at the blood-red clouds!  It turns out that the mysterious things related to him are actually related to the tyrant!  His god-level profession is the tyrant. The tyrant was once a famous demon god in the demon world. He established an immortal kingdom of gods in the demon world. Countless people in the demon world are under his enslavement. Even other demon gods dare not  Provoke him, and even be forced to surrender to him due to his majesty.  In the era where the tyrant lived, the God of Death had disappeared, and the God of Space was in retreat. In the absence of the two main gods of the demon world, the tyrant nearly unified the entire demon world except for the Space Temple and the Death Temple through years of war.  , but unfortunately it fell short in the end.  In terms of ambition, the tyrant is the predecessor of the barbarian god. Now the barbarian god is also trying to unify the entire demon world, almost reaching the level of the tyrant back then.  In this scene, it is obvious that the tyrant is attacking Crazy Sword. Crazy Sword was once a powerful main god in the demon world. He was jealous and warlike, and his strength was comparable to that of the tyrant.  But judging from the results of later generations, Crazy Sword was obviously defeated and killed, and his soul fell into the tomb of the god in the underworld. It was fused with the blade some time ago and reincarnated again.  "Forget it! I also know that you are always warlike. Since you want to fight, then I will fight you till the end. You are best at using a knife. It just so happens that I have just made a peerless knife, so I will use it for you today.  Sacrifice the sword! Let me die with conviction!" At this time, the tyrant's arrogant voice echoed throughout the world.  "It's a joke! You are asking for your own death by competing on swordsmanship in front of me! After you die, your peerless sword will become my trophy!" Crazy Dao laughed wildly.  Immediately afterwards, a thundering sound of battle rang out from the blood-red clouds. It was a shocking battle between two powerful master gods, and the minions below could not get involved at all.  ¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª I have recently changed my location. I will be able to update it stably in a few days. I should be able to finish it before the Chinese New Year. There won¡¯t be much story behind it.
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