Hun Tian Realm, Zhongzhou.
This fertile land has not yet recovered from the world replacement event more than three hundred years ago, and is now being swept by war.
The sky is shattered, the earth is sinking, and gods and demons with terrifying auras are fighting fiercely in the void. With every collision, destructive shocks erupt in all directions.
The Baozhou fleet was separated by a long distance and struck at the opponent's position. The sky was dyed red with murderous intent. It was no longer possible to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy who were fighting together, and they were annihilated together.
"What a hell!"
"Heaven seals the territory!
"
"kill--"
Boom!
Many corpses of gods and demons fell from the void, and self-destruction formed groups of destructive light that slowly rose everywhere in the Huntian realm. A square of Fangzhou's land was wiped out, and the casualties were countless.
The two Holy Lands that were originally in charge of this realm, for unknown reasons, drew their swords at each other and fought to the death.
This war lasted for decades, and the flames of war destroyed almost 90% of the territory of Huntian. Even the base camp of the Holy Land became torn to pieces. There were not even a single surviving disciple, and almost all the senior officials were killed or injured.
Katsa——
A scarlet hole appeared in the void, and several figures wearing pure white masks stepped to the ground, standing on top of a ruin, and crushed a few pieces of rubble.
"According to statistics, the war between the True Hell Holy Land and the Cangtian Frontier Holy Land has ended. All the gods and demons on both sides have been wiped out, and no one has broken through to the True Immortal Realm in the face of adversity."
"In accordance with Law No. 7 promulgated by [Civilization Will], the inheritance of both parties will be recovered in accordance with the law, including but not limited to the pure-blood human race in their hands, and the ownership of the relics..."
Before he finished speaking, the leader stepped lightly on his feet, a roar resounded through the sky, and terrifying power exploded, shattering the earth's crust and the void, revealing a tightly hidden mustard space.
"broken!"
With a flick of the finger, the stream of light shot out, accurately hitting microscopic mustard seeds the size of particles, and opened a vortex channel.
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The same scene has appeared all over the world over the years. Forces without the protection of true immortals have begun to fight against each other for various reasons.
If by luck, some gods and demons break through the true immortals in the flames of war, then they can join the highest interest group [Civilized Will] and protect their subordinates from the flames of war.
The same situation also happened in the previous tribes of thousands of tribes. Thousands of "weak" tribes disappeared forever between heaven and earth, and the pure-blooded human races they relied on for development and inheritance were all recycled.
The entire world is in extreme chaos, and wars can be seen everywhere. Either become stronger and continue to survive, or only perish.
In the distance, the surface of a towering ancient tree was slightly twisted, and an eye appeared, staring at the mustard space underground, showing a worried look.
"The guesses of the Holy Lords are indeed correct. [Civilized Will] is secretly arresting pure bloods. This information needs to be reported to the Holy Court immediately."
"If it's too late, something might happen to these purebloods!"
After saying that, a golden-armored figure stepped out of the tree, took off the metal gloves, gently brushed the void with his fingertips, stirred the rules of heaven and earth, and conveyed information with a special rhythm.
On his four fingers, the four inscriptions "The nature of food and sex" are extremely eye-catching.
…
"Lord Night Lord!"
In the distant Utopia, several stone statues had distorted faces and facial features. They looked solemnly at the figure sitting cross-legged in the center of the stone statues and called softly, with a little anxiety.
"Um?"
Yan Xing slowly opened his eyes, or it should be one of his original gods, Emperor Fengdu.
In order to facilitate contact with the Holy Court and the Night Club, he deliberately left a self-god to sit in the ideal hometown. The self's thinking is synchronized with it, and there will be no lag in information transmission, nor will it be blocked by some special circumstances.
"Sir, we have just detected the intelligence. [Civilized Will] is arresting pure bloods on a large scale. I don't know who is secretly leading this matter. It has not been decided and discussed by the parliament. Therefore, this information has been delayed for a long time. Now I don't know how many pure bloods there are. The blood is in their hands!"
"It seems that they still have no intention of giving up on the saint's recovery plan. The purpose of collecting pure-blood humans should be to extract the "pure-blood essence"."
The stone statues looked at each other. Although they were in the power organization [Civilized Will], they were not informed of this action plan. It seemed that because of the previous stolen pure-blood remains, some true immortals were still wary in their hearts.
Although the Nine Saints took the blame, it was hard to say whether there was an insider. It was better to be cautious. Naturally, the fewer people who knew the plan, the better.
After all, they can no longer make mistakes. There are only so many pure-blooded humans. If this batch of living pure-bloods are still taken away, the saint's recovery plan will have to be postponed indefinitely.
"Lord Night Lord, what should we do?"
After Yan Xing heard the cause and effect, his expression was still blank. He already had the strength to overturn the chessboard at any time, and his eyes were not on [Civilized Will] now.
What he fears is the Nine Saints and the unknown source behind them.
His invincibility is only for this world. The more things he knows, the more he understands the horrors that exist outside the world.
A civilization that refines all the heavens and realms in one area into battleships.
There is also an unknown source of the annihilation of this terrible fleet.
His reliance, unlimited adaptability, only comes from the "concept editor" created by a great being.
He is still weak now...
Buzz!
The void rippled, and a figure appeared out of thin air. Then he hurriedly walked to Yan Xing and saluted with his hands in hand.
"Lord Night Lord, do we want to take action?"
It was Weiyuan. He came immediately after receiving the information. Because the time was too short, the top power of the Night Club had hardly changed in just a few hundred years.
On the other hand, the enemy has already huddled together and integrated their forces to establish [Civilized Will]. Today's Night Club is simply not qualified to arm-wrestle with them.
Weiyuan looked at Yan Xing with burning eyes. He could only
Hope is placed on the Night Lord. If there is a miracle in the world, there is no doubt that it is the man in front of him.
In the battle in the Prison of the End, Yan Xing's performance is vivid in my mind. After this period of rapid advancement in strength, how terrifying will his strength become? Unimaginable.
"Weiyuan, and everyone else, do you think pure blood should be born now?"
"If we choose to take action, it is destined to be more than a small fight. [Civilized Will] will no longer be the only overlord of the world. In other words, we will also stand on the bright side and attract some firepower from unknown sources."
As soon as these words came out, Wei Yuan and others were shocked, looking at Yan Xing with wide eyes, and their hearts were filled with turmoil.
What did they hear?
Night Lord, he has the ability to let pure blood and [Civilized Will] divide the world equally and control the world together!
What a domineering declaration this is!
Weiyuan and others did not doubt the authenticity of what Yan Xing said. They all knew clearly that the Night Lord would not let anything go. Being able to say such a thing showed that he was fully confident.
Obviously, their focus is not on the same point as the punishment of hell. The unknown source is not the focus.
"Lord Night Lord, if you have the ability, I hope you can save those pure bloods. This is not only to save the increasingly rare pure blood human race, but also to prevent the saint's recovery plan from succeeding."
"Otherwise, facing the [Civilization Will] whose top combat power is soaring, the future of pure blood will be even gloomier!"
Weiyuan looked solemn, and the several stone statues looked at each other and nodded solemnly. They had the same opinion.
"Okay, as you wish."
"Let us have a big fight!"
The corners of Yan Xing's mouth raised slightly, and a dark light flashed deep in his eyes. Regarding those two choices, he already had an answer in his heart.
