The Age of Mythology: The Coming of the Divine Tree (Evolution from the Big Tree)

"Hoohoo!"

A man covered in wounds and blood was running with staggering steps.

He held a broken sword in his hand, and the back of his hand holding the sword was covered with crisscross wounds.

The flesh of those wounds turned upside down, and the color was white, as if all the blood had been drained out.

But his hand still held the broken sword firmly.

The trees passed by him, and he looked back from time to time.

Because behind him, a group of figures were also approaching him quickly.

"Hoohoohoo!"

Seeing those figures getting closer and closer to him, the middle-aged man gritted his teeth and cut a hole in his body with the broken sword in his hand.

A ray of light appeared on the broken sword, and he seemed to be infused with power and his speed increased again.

Those figures were instantly left behind by him.

"Knife Clan, you destroyed my home and slaughtered my family. I will never forget this hatred."

The middle-aged man looked into the distance, and a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes.

He was getting closer and closer to the clan of the Sword Clan. As long as he returned to the Sword Clan, he would be safe.

Although the Knife Clan was powerful, it was no match for the Sword Clan.

When he returned to the clan, he could lead his clan members to avenge his family!

Swoosh!

Just when the middle-aged man was relieved that he was about to arrive at the clan, a long sword flashing with cold light fell from the sky.

The sword fell in front of him like a meteor.

It was so calm that the tip of the sword did not even pierce the ground, but was gently suspended there.

It was as if the sword despised the ground.

"This road is blocked."

A young figure fell from the sky with the long sword.

He slowly landed beside the long sword, looking calmly at the middle-aged man opposite.

"The pride of the Sword Clan?"

"No, just the one who killed you."

The young man looked at the middle-aged man calmly, as if looking at a livestock to be slaughtered.

"Sword Clan, you are going too far!"

The middle-aged man did not choose to go around in other directions, he stared at the young man angrily.

"You just need to surrender to us, everything is your own fault."

The young man looked at the middle-aged man indifferently.

"Hmph! My Sword Clan will never surrender to your Sword Clan!"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly.

"Then you can only blame who made you born late."

The young man held the long sword beside him indifferently.

A sharp sword intent instantly filled the area several miles around the two people.

And the middle-aged man, who was shrouded in the sword intent, knew that he could not compete with the young man at all.

He did not resist, but directly raised the broken sword in his hand and stabbed it into his chest.

"Sword Ancestor, today my descendants will serve the sword with their own bodies and souls, and look to the Sword Ancestor..."

"Asshole!"

Seeing this scene, the young man's eyes widened with anger, no longer calm as before.

The long sword in his hand rushed away, but he could only watch the broken sword pierce the middle-aged man's chest.

A brilliant light instantly rose from the place where the broken sword pierced.

The young man didn't even react before he was knocked away by this terrible force.

"Kill him!"

The young man was in the air, but he shouted loudly.

Because his reinforcements had arrived at this time.

In an instant, a long sword stabbed the middle-aged man at the same time.

Although the light surrounding him was as hard as substance, it was shattered after a few breaths under the siege of such a group of people.

The light shattered, and the broken sword piercing his chest turned into ashes.

The middle-aged man knelt on the ground dejectedly, his strength was exhausted, and he didn't even have the strength to lift his head.

"Hmph! You had a chance to survive."

The young man stepped forward again.

"Haha, that depends on whether you have a chance to survive."

The middle-aged man laughed faintly.

"Retreat!"

The young man's face changed drastically, and he shouted to lead everyone to evacuate.

But just when he looked up, he found that people with swords were already surrounding him.

"Help!"

The young man sent out the distress signal in his hand without saying a word.

At the same time, he also looked at the people of the Sword Clan who surrounded him vigilantly. (To read the violent novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

"Help? I hope you can hold on until then."

An old man stepped out of the crowd with a cold face.

As soon as the voice fell, the people of the Sword Clan around him rushed towards the people of the Knife Clan who were surrounded.

"Kill!"

"Defend, hold on until support arrives!"

The Knife Clan and the Sword Clan collided with each other, and the killing intent and fighting intent instantly enveloped them.

What they didn't see was.

While they were fighting, strands of undetectable mysterious power were also gathering together.

Then, disappeared into the air...

...

"Not bad, not bad, really good."

In the depths of chaos, a smile appeared on the face of the War Demon.

With the endorsement of the Supreme Palace or the personal intervention of the Supreme Palace.

The spread of the Weapon Clan in the heavens did not arouse the suspicion of any force. []

No one classified the Weapon Clan as being under the intervention of high-dimensional demons.

Because their growth and their choices were reasonable in the eyes of everyone.

In a dimension unknown to everyone, the War Demon relied on this endless supply of war energy to efficiently restore his strength.

"Huh? That guy actually contacted me?"

The War Demon was calculating how long it would take for him to recover from his injuries, when suddenly a message flew into his hiddenThe place where the demon lived.

It was a light spot like a firefly.

After it got in here, it staggered towards the war demon.

When it flew in front of the war demon, it stretched out its sharp nails and gently tapped it.

The light spot shattered instantly, and Bai Yu Ziyu's figure also appeared in front of the other party.

"A magical communication method."

The war demon looked at Bai Yu Ziyu lazily.

"I want you to help me summon all the eternal-level high-dimensional demons."

Bai Yu Ziyu said coldly: "Especially hunger and death, which have become the top eternal."

"What? Hunger and death?"

The war demon couldn't help but become serious.

"It's not easy to find them. They are probably healing in the deep dimension of some civilization."

War Demon: "Unless you promise me..."

"Either go find them, or I'll tell the wizard civilization about your whereabouts."

"You!"

War Demon glared.

"..."

Bai Yu Ziyu just looked at him coldly.

"Hmph!"

War Demon disappeared on the spot.

And after he disappeared, Bai Yu Ziyu disappeared.

...

In the long river of time, a huge willow tree shone brightly in the void.

Between countless long rivers of time, there was originally a dark void, but under its brilliance, it seemed to have a different vitality.

And the willow tree was even more luxuriant, with dense roots, a lush and vibrant scene. .