Chapter 1995: Life and death bearish, just do it (2/2)

That is the picture I have seen before.

In a sea of ​​corpses and blood, the eight-armed demon **** stood alone on countless corpses. At that moment, what Baili felt from him was a kind of tragedy and desolation. For some reason, Baili felt the corpse under his feet. Not his enemy, but his people, at that moment he was rushing to sadness for his people!

Countless monsters of various appearances came from everywhere. The Eight-armed Demon God waved his eight arms and slaughtered these killed monsters, but more and more monsters finally climbed onto his body and tore his flesh and blood. Kai smashed his bones.

The eight-armed demon finally fell, he fell in a piece of blood! Finally disappeared between nothingness!

This is the picture that I once saw in my mind, but what do these pictures represent?

What is the true identity of the Eight-Armed Demon God? Where does that picture come from? Where is he from?

No one can give Baili an answer, and no one can solve Baili's doubts!

But I don’t know why. Bai Li had an illusion. At the moment he saw the sadness of the Eight-armed Demon God, Bai Li felt as if he was himself. At that moment, it was as if he was standing in a sea of ​​blood. The one who fell down seemed to be his own tribe!

”Is he my last life?” Bai Li suddenly had such a wonderful idea in his mind, and Bai Li didn't know why it happened.

But this idea just appeared in his mind.

He appeared from the moment he first opened God's Presence. He brought hope to himself and brought invincible power, but he knew nothing about him.

After crushing the head of the eight-armed demon **** in his hand, Bai Li knew that he still couldn't do it, and he still couldn't fabricate the appearance of the eight-armed demon god!

Putting the eight-armed demon **** that he fabricated that lacked his head back on his shelf, watching the eight-armed demon **** that had become better on it, he still couldn't understand where his **** was.

With a helpless sigh, Bai Li sat back under the willow tree again, watching the vitality of early spring, Bai Li suddenly felt that he was running out of time.

The changes in Kyushu, the wild invasion, Yi Lingyun launched this battle, and now even Yin Yueming has taken action, Bai Li feels as if there is a big conspiracy revolving around him, although he has not even appeared so far. But Bai Li felt that he was at the center of the storm. The reason he couldn't feel the storm was not because he was far away from the storm, but because the center of the storm was only temporarily safe.

Sitting under the willow tree~~ Bai Li always felt as if he had forgotten something, and began to remember everything about his coming to the Apocalypse Dynasty.

But no matter how Bai Li recalled, he couldn't grasp what he had lost!

”Is it related to the top ten secret realms?”

Baili thought for a while. The ten secret realms hide countless secrets. So far, he has entered the barren ancient blood plains, the secret organs, the sea abyss, and the thunder god’s mausoleum. Everywhere seems to hide a secret, but these secrets But they are all incomplete and cannot give themselves any clues.

”Could it be that I can only let Lao Tzu know the secret if we gather together the top ten secret realms?” Bai Li was a little speechless!

The top ten secret realms now even if they want to explore, they don't have this ability. After all, these ten places are more weird than one, and one more demon. The ghost knows what is hidden in the remaining secret realms!

Putting all this aside, Bai Li was too lazy to think about it. Soldiers came to cover the water and earth! No matter what the conspiracy is, the big deal is to confess this hundred catties. What's so terrible! Life and death bearish! Do it if you don't accept it!