"Chuiyu" and the other four people looked at each other. This was the first time they saw the Great Perfection that had not survived the eighty-one tribulations!
"What are you doing?"
"Enter the Netherworld." Yin Jiang said lightly.
"Me too."
"Traveling together?"
"Okay!" Yin Jiang nodded.
The two chatted for a few more words, then said nothing more. The Mahayana Patriarch of the Eighty-one Kalpa immediately turned around and left the place together with several other Mahayana Patriarchs.
Yinjiang led the four "Chuiyu" people to follow him from a distance.
Along the way, after an unknown amount of time, Yin Jiang and a Mahayana man of eighty-one kalpas suddenly sensed something, and they all looked in the same direction!
A huge blue door made entirely of water quietly emerged in mid-air.
Chaos, depravity, coldness, violence... all kinds of different powers spurted out from inside, and countless strange and bizarre figures surged out like a flood.
Crunch, crunch, crunch...
Like bamboo shoots rising from the ground, blue icicles rose into the sky. In the blink of an eye, they formed a huge cage that enveloped the entire human race!
In the large tent like a temple, a simple clay pot stood at the entrance of the tent.
In the stove, a pile of light green vines emitted green smoke.
A strong smell of blood filled the air along with the mist, like clouds and mist, dispersing the stench from the humans in the cages around the tent.
Occasionally, a gust of wind blew by, making the tent rustle, and on an empty plain, a majestic figure sat cross-legged.
It is as high as a hill, covered with red-gold patterns, exuding a fiery aura, and finally converges into a complex symbol on the forehead, like an ancient totem, and like a scorching sun, dazzling.
His upper body was naked, his muscles were taut, and he was full of strength.
That person is none other than King Long Bo!
His broken arm has recovered as before, and there is no longer any injury on his body. He is holding a big tree with both hands, breaking the branches and branches one by one, and then placing the big tree on a pile of big trees next to it.
The juice flowed out from the broken part of the tree trunk, dyeing his entire hand green.
This is still where the ancient immortals lived.
On this day, as a junior, he got a lot of information.
The two immortals of my clan come from the upper world.
The place where they live now was built by them.
These three Chaos Divine Trees, Jianmu, Xunmu, Fusang... are all intact. Each occupies a piece of territory and has a very high status!
The human race may still be very weak, but there are more than just these nine Mahayana stages above the eighty-first level.
Apparently, this was at the beginning of the War of the Ancients!
They don't know what exactly happened in this battle, but the outcome of this battle is known to all the descendants of Panya Realm!
The World Tree has fallen!
The hibiscus tree was cut down, and its remaining body sank into the secluded world, turning into strange mulberry trees...
Of the three sacred trees, only Xunmu could survive, but he was also seriously injured and his vitality was severely damaged. He could only struggle to hold on, and he would no longer have the glory of being in charge of Yu Yuan.
The world that originally accommodated the dead is now dilapidated, leaving only ruins and a lonely tomb floating in the sea of thousands of snakes.
Those races that feed on humans and ants are slaughtered and enslaved like never before.
Their proud blood is used as the top refining material, used to refine elixirs, refine talismans, and practice.
In this war, many races lost their homes, their cultures were cracked, their bloodlines were mixed, and their abilities were deprived. They could only hide in Tibet on this land and live a precarious life. .
There is also a small part that is raised by humans and used for food, materials, and entertainment. They have long lost their former glory.
Even with the protection of Xunmu, the demon tribe could only retreat to the Qingyao Mountain without any hope of success. There were even the four major demonic sects watching and occasional invasions.
However, as thousands of races competed for hegemony, the human race got the greatest luck, and nine immortals appeared who suppressed them for an era!
After that, the nine sects were established. Although there were differences between the righteous way and the evil way, the human race suppressed this destiny. Since then, the human race has become the master of this world, massacring all races and becoming slaves!
Although the way the righteous way treats alien races is not as cruel as the four evil ways, the Liuli Dynasty still allows other races to learn the human race's skills, enter the court, and become officials of the court. However, the decline of the alien races cannot be changed.
At this thought, King Long Bo Zhan frowned slightly.
His only wish now is to quickly climb the World Tree and ascend as soon as possible to avoid a war with the Great Desolate!
But with his current ability, if he leaves the cave of his family elders and encounters a person at level 99 and 81, it will be a dead end!
We must find a way to fight Wuji.
Just as he was thinking of this, the ground suddenly trembled, and a more burly figure appeared in front of him.
This is one of the two great immortals of the Longbo tribe.
"Lord Diao Ling!" War King Long Bo stood up immediately and greeted Wu Qi politely.
Long Bo Zhengxian, also known as "Diao Ling", nodded gently, looked at the huge piece of wood that was still being sorted in his hand, and said in a thunderous voice, "We will go to the Ten Thousand Immortals Association in a few days, so you can stay and rest. Bar."
"This military camp is just a temporary stop. There are not many guards."
"You just have to take care of these living creatures and don't let these humans escape or let them starve."
"In addition, we have to guard against human reinforcements and those daring monsters!"
Could it be that he is from the Ten Thousand Immortals Society?
King Long Bo Zhan frowned, but he soon realized that he must not leave these two clansmen behind!
Otherwise, he will not only become food, but also food for humans!
He immediately asked: "Senior, can you come with me to the Ten Thousand Immortals Association?"
"Although my cultivation is weak, I can still serve tea and water to the two adults and run some errands."
"Two elders, don't think I'm naughty, take me to see me."
When "Diao Ling" heard this, he thought for a moment and said immediately: "That's okay!"
On the rock wall, cloud seals flashed violently, and ancient lines rippled on the top of the cave and on the ground.
The shark's torch shook violently, and the white flames reflected the expressions of "Shiwei" and "Feirong", making them both become heavy.
"boom!"
Earth-shattering roars echoed in the cave.
"Ant!" He snorted coldly.
"Where to go!"
"Why don't you surrender quickly, so as not to harm the whole clan!"
"Why are you wasting your time with these lowly guys? Break the restriction for me and die!"
