The demonic flames dyed the entire sky blood red, and tens of thousands of demonic shadows stayed with the huge demon god for a long time.
The entire Liang was in a mess, with tens of thousands of tiles and pavilions collapsed, the floor of the long street was flying and "a hideous mess", and the corpses of countless warriors were scattered everywhere.
The white blood of low-level warriors and the golden blood of masters above the True Realm gathered together to form a stream on the street, slowly flowing into the hoop well.
Xin Zhuo held Bai Susu's body, slowly approached the dilapidated ruins at the corner of the street, and looked down.
Jue Lingyi, Erzhu Hongyi, Li Ziwang and Jun Xi walked out, breathing rapidly, with faces as pale as paper, and bowed their hands.
"All the warriors in the city will be buried with them, certainly not including us, right?"
Jun Xi asked cautiously, just a few words that seemed to use up all the strength in his body, because of the nervousness, all the marks on his beautiful face were It was sweat. She knew that Xin Zhuo at this time might not be able to control the murderous intention in his heart, and his voice was calm, without any fluctuation.
Unexpectedly, Xin Zhuo looked at the four of them indifferently for a few seconds, then suddenly turned around and left, taking away all the murderous intent and demonic energy, and disappeared into the horizon.
“Huh——”
It wasn’t until Xin Zhuo had left for a long time that the four of them sat tremblingly cross-legged on the ground and breathed a sigh of relief.
The wind blew, bringing with it the strong smell of blood and smoke from collapsed buildings.
The four of them glanced at the mess and countless corpses in all directions, and the shock in their hearts could not be calmed for a long time. Not long ago, this was an important town for escorting the evil traitor camp. The military fortune was prosperous, the personnel were complicated, and the people were busy. One divine warrior was at the bottleneck, and more than thirty Wuya suppressed it.
Now, there is nothing left. Xin Zhuofeng came like a wind, slaughtered everything, and then left.
After a while, Miss Jun Xi said with a complex expression: "I was so angry that I turned my anger into beauty and killed the Erzhu family and the Chen family, two direct lineage masters of divine conquests from the ancient family who dared to compete with the emperor. , slaughtered more than thirty Wuya realms, and the number of Wuya killed was almost half of the war in the past seventy years, what a Xin Zhuo!"
Er Zhu Hongyi said quietly: " He is a true-hearted man who would kill so much for a vulgar woman. Why did he look down on me back then? I almost threw myself into his arms!"
Jun Xi was stunned.
“But he cultivated demons and killed too many masters on his own side. He committed a huge taboo. Cause and effect are hard to repay, and it’s hard to tell after the war!” Masters such as Tai Lingzhao, the chief disciple of the Imperial Palace, Chun Yuanjun, the chief disciple of Luanxing Palace, Shanxuan of the Spirit Clan, and others knew the impact of this matter very well and couldn't help but sigh, "It's difficult to handle!
"I won't say whether it's difficult or not..."
Li Ziwang smiled bitterly, stood up and scanned the shocking ruins around him, "Xin Zhuo's life must be very boring. ”
"Boring?" The three women in Jue Lingyi were puzzled. Is this still boring?
Li Ziwang said: "His cultivation is too weird and his entry speed is too fast. Everyone he meets will be trampled under his feet. All geniuses and evildoers are just like passing flowers. He definitely doesn’t understand the hardships of competing with others in the same situation, and the helplessness of encountering masters who can’t resist!”
What a self-comfort.
The three girls were silent for a long time.
……
Mengshazhou, a mysterious and unpredictable dreamland, is a million miles of inaccessible ancient mountains and rivers. It seems that it has not been affected, and the mountain scenery is still gorgeous and green.
Now that the two hundred years of fighting between the big and small Yuan masters and quasi-emperors has ended, the beasts and spirits that escaped from the mountains have returned. In the distance, several unicorns can be seen roaring across the mountains and forests, and a few phoenixes squatting on the ten thousand-year-old sycamore trees. Perching in the trees, countless birds worshiped.
Suddenly, ripples appeared in the illusion, the sky was filled with rays of light, and ferocious beasts in the mountains and rivers were either fleeing in confusion or crawling on the ground.
Immediately afterwards, many figures walked out of the tens of thousands of miles of illusion, including those riding rare mythical beasts, some sitting cross-legged on Lingbao aircraft, some sitting high on chariots, and even riding on auspicious clouds at high altitudes. .
But without exception, everyone is filled with the powerful aura that suppresses the mountains and seas. Even if they deliberately restrain themselves, the earth shakes and the sea of clouds churns.
Traveling like an ancient god! He is a master of divine signs and above from the decent side.
“It’s finally over.”
Among the huge and ferocious ancient chariots, Patriarch Yuan Qi Gui of the Eastern Palace sighed with emotion, less than two hundred years later , he seemed to be dozens of years older, and his face was covered with age spots.
Sitting beside him were Xi Tong, the master of the Eastern Palace, Xi Fu, the supreme elder, Li Shenyi, Wanwan Ju, the masters of the major sword pavilions, and several juniors such as Xi Heying.
Everyone looked at each other and smiled, and then focused their attention on the two hazy figures sitting cross-legged in the clouds high in the sky. Mengzhao Xuanzun, the oldest and highest-cultivated ancestor in the East Palace, and Liufeng, the ancestor of the Taiyi Ancient Sect.
Looking at the Liufeng Ancestor, everyone could not help but feel admiration. Back then, this man was just the Great Yuan Master of Heaven and Earth. He was a member of the Sixth Stage of Wuji Dao Training. After two hundred years of fighting, he entered the realm of quasi-emperor.
It is said that the Taiyi Ancient Sect in the Central Region where Liufeng Patriarch lived was destroyed, and several of the rare disciples in the Void Realm were also seriously injured, and they actually intended to merge with the Eastern Imperial Palace.
The two oldest inheritances are not even under the same emperor. The fusion of this kind of thing is really strange, but when you think about it carefully, it makes sense.
At the beginning of the civil war, the descendants of the major ancient families and contenders for the emperor suddenly appeared. They were incredibly powerful. The comprehensive strength of the disciples was stronger than all the inheritance of the emperor. They had been hiding in the world for countless epochs. No getting out, no fighting, no need to control the world, the reason for concentrating on development,
But in any case, everyone is essentially in a competitive relationship. When there is a common enemy, it is better to say that once the powerful enemy disappears, a big fight is inevitable. Although the evil camp has not been completely cleared out, there is no clear understanding between each other. Competition, but some signs have emerged.
If the world in the future is like a piece of delicious Nang, then how should this piece of Nang be divided?
This gives a great sense of oppression to the great emperor inheritance sects such as Donghuang, Jianzhong, Changsheng Family, Qiankun Qingshan, and Ku Linghai.
The second-class sects of Wanjiawu, such as Taiyi Ancient Sect, Xuandi Immortal Dynasty, and Lingxiaoshan Ancient Sect, are even more stressed. Now that there have been too many casualties after the war, they have to survive in order to survive. Find a backer.
Therefore, "fusion" is unavoidable. It is better than the annihilation of the group, and it is not a big deal.
The reason why the East Palace is related to Taiyi is that in addition to the Liufeng ancestor of Taiyi who helped the East Palace ancestor outside the Big Dipper Nebula, there is also the most outstanding disciple of the Taiyi Ancient Sect, Xin Zhuo, who was also the direct descendant of Taixu of the East Palace. Reasons!
Now that we have walked out of Mengshazhou and suppressed the last group of masters from the Xiecheng camp, what happens next depends on the plans of Mengzhao Xuanzun and Liufeng above.
At this moment, the voice of Patriarch Mengzhao came from above: "Canghai and Swordmaniac are driving away the miscellaneous cultivators; Tailingzhao and Xiqingfu are cleaning up at the end, don't rush to Chaos." Xing Gong, remember to go and pick them up!”
Cang Hai and Jian Chizi are the other two direct descendants of Taixu in the Eastern Palace besides Xin Zhuo. Xiao Yuan majors in cultivation and was the first to go out to suppress evil traitors, while Tai Lingzhao and Xi Qingfu are the direct descendants of Dong Palace. The two strongest people under the Little Yuan Lord of the Imperial Palace.
Xitong, Xifu and others heard this and immediately raised their hands and saluted: "Here!"
"I dare to ask the two ancestors!" Yuan Qigui said anxiously, "After surrounding and killing the evil traitors, are you going to return to the mountain gate or something?"
The old voice of Mengzhao Xuanzun said: "There is no need to worry about matters at the mountain gate. , people are the most important, why should we care about the mountain gate when we have people? I took you and others to break through countless taboo ruins to find opportunities. Those ancient families are also doing the first grade on the road, can't we be their fifteenth day and leave the world to them? Isn’t it possible to live in seclusion?”
As the two avenues of light flew by, the two quasi-emperor ancestors had already left.
Everyone respectfully sent their ancestor off, looked at each other, and sighed helplessly.
Xi Fu glanced at Xi Heying and Mrs. Siyuan, stroked his beard and said: "Lingzhao has been supporting war for two hundred years, and has entered the boundless realm. Qingfu has entered the divine conquest in one step, and we have also entered the Eastern Imperial Palace. It’s a miracle, eight hundred years are vacant!”
The tone was very emotional.
That's right, there are no bottleneck masters of divine conquest before the little Yuan Lord of the Dignified East Palace. There has been no one for five hundred years. It is hard not to give them a sense of powerlessness with no successor.
Xitong and others shook their heads and smiled bitterly.
Only in a war of this scale can they understand the loneliness of no one who inherits the inheritance. If Wuji Dao and above die, the East Palace will be completely reduced to the third or fourth rate, and there will no longer be any hope of rising. What is the inheritance of the great emperor? ?
If you don’t practice Wuji Dao, you will no longer be seen by them, so the potential of divine signs is endless.
"Hahaha, I'm happy to congratulate you, but I heard that Xi Qingfu had a battle with the God Zuoyang of the Divine Throne Clan as soon as he entered the bottleneck of the Divine Conquest. As a result, he fled. The Eastern Palace Divine Conquest Realm is so... terrifying!"
Suddenly, not far away, strong winds burst out, and the huge ripples of martial arts were undisguised, unbridled collision and domineering. They were nearly a hundred masters. Their auras were like the abyss, and their behavior was consistent with the principles of Hunyuan Tiancheng. (End of this chapter)