The two left, and Wu Tian cut off two causal threads.
From then on, he no longer cared about their life or death.
The White Jade Cave was breached, the portal to the west was opened, and armies of hundreds of tribes headed by dragons, phoenixes and unicorns from the east swarmed in, and the Eastern Expeditionary Army of the West was defeated.
Wu Tian watched with cold eyes. He was not surprised by this.
After all, it has been 70,000 years, and the Creator of the East has accumulated power for 70,000 years.
It’s not necessary at this time. How long will it take?
But in the West, in the countries of the ten directions, there are hundreds of millions of sentient beings. Apart from faith, he can see almost nothing else.
The living beings of the first and second generations of the day after tomorrow are even pitiful compared to those in the East.
Everyone saw what is happening in the West 70,000 years ago.
So nothing surprising.
Wu Tian withdrew his gaze. What was left was just killing and being killed, nothing interesting to watch.
Wu Tian was rubbing the Kunlun Mirror in his hand. The Kunlun Mirror flickered in and out of his hand, with mysterious runes jumping and appearing.
The Avenue of Time and Space, this is what Wu Tian has been thinking about for tens of thousands of years.
The synthesis and transformation of time and space.
The Avenue of Time is the extension of the Avenue of Taiyin, and the Avenue of Space is the domain of those with great power and supernatural powers. In both fields, Wu Tian has gone very far.
Coupled with the Kunlun Mirror, this extremely special treasure of time and space, there is a bridge between time and space.
This is probably an opportunity, a great opportunity.
Wu Tian's fingers paused slightly, and a line of cause and effect was broken. A smiling face appeared in Wu Tian's heart, and an old friend who had a double relationship was gone.
When the body dies and the Tao disappears, he dies in a great calamity.
Then, the causal lines were cut off one after another, some with profound memories and some with vague memories. Wu Tian was a little lost. Then, he abandoned distracting thoughts and cut off the connection with the inner demon.
Measuring calamity, this is measuring calamity.
Anyone who is in danger has no choice but to fight their way out.
Therefore, the calamity of measurement is also called the calamity of immeasurable killing.
In this calamity, probably only Styx can take advantage of it.
No matter who dies, he benefits.
Of course, the premise is that he doesn't want to die.
Wu Tian chuckled lightly, and unknowingly he had reached the edge of the lotus pond. The black mist surged, and the lotus leaves were layered on top of each other. In the blink of an eye, he had opened up such a large piece of land.
Wu Tian thought about the creation of the world, and he couldn't help but look up at the sky. The vast sky was also created by him.
As soon as a thought came to his mind, it was blown away by a gust of wind.
A man came from outside Moluo Blessed Land, covered in blood.
"Please, sir, take action and save them!"
The voice was dry and hoarse.
Wu Tian saw a pair of eyes as red as blood, and he fell silent.
After a long time, he finally said, "You should beg your parents."
The man covered in blood and holding a half-broken sword said sadly: "They don't want me."
Then there was another long silence.
"Then why do you think I will help you?"
The man suddenly raised his head, staring into the endless void with wolf-like eyes and said, "My mother said, you promised to help me once."
Wu Tian was silent, and finally he said: "You can stay."
"No, I want you to save them!" The man shouted hoarsely, almost crazy, like a desperate gambler.
Wu Tian frowned, then fell silent.
He fell into deep thought, and a casual promise of compensation that day put him in such a big predicament today.
Wu Tian frowned more and more tightly.
Finally, he walked to the edge of the cliff and said, "I promise you."
Those four words almost petrified Kumara, the commander of the Eastern Expeditionary Army, on the spot. He didn't know what to say and couldn't even believe whether this was true.
Wu Tian did not look at him again, but looked at the bloody and killing battlefield of Liangjie.
"Hahahaha……"
A demon appeared in the center of the battlefield, and the killers who heard the laughter froze for a moment, their expressions distorted, and then started struggling.
"Inner demon?"
"It's the inner demon!"
Voices rang out from heaven to earth.
"Hee hee hee……"
The entire Liangjie battlefield fell into a strange stagnation, with only the sound of hee hee left.
Which living being in the wild has no inner demons?
It's just a question of severity, but in the midst of many tribulations, who dares to say that his inner demons are minor?
…
Kumara left to clean up the remnants of his army.
Wu Tian stood for a long time, and the idea gradually became clear, and then he issued an instruction.
In the ancient world, countless demons appeared in the sky and on the earth, all over the world.
All the demons were delighted and roared as they set off on their way home.
This was their first time going home, and it was the first time that Demon Ancestor told them to go home.
The whole prehistoric period was filled with demons dancing wildly, and then they merged into a demonic tide, heading towards the blessed land of Mo Luo.
The momentum of the Ten Thousand Demons Chao Ancestor temporarily overshadowed the great calamity.
Outside Moluo's Blessed Land, there were no fewer than ten million demons, including heavenly demons, earth demons, and night demons.
Wu Tian appeared, and the demons prostrated themselves like a tide: "Greetings to the Demon Ancestor!"
"Greetings to the Demon Ancestor!"
Everywhere he looked, there were demons, and their power was overwhelming. Even Luo Hu was shocked, but he did not come out. He sighed and closed his eyes again.
Because he knew that these demons were not meeting him, the demon ancestor.
Going out will only increase the embarrassment.
I don't know since when, he was a little afraid of seeing his little brother.
Demon Ancestor could not help but sigh.
Wu Tian glanced at the main peak of Mo Luo, but finally said nothing. After so long, he should understand, and he also understood.
"Everyone, get up." Wu Tian said.
Thousands of demons stood up like a tide, and then looked at Wu Tian with excitement. Their greatest demon ancestor, it was he who created them and the greatest species of them, and they will also pay for his greatness. Everything, including their lives.
Wu Tian saw the fanaticism and felt Chicheng. Wu Tian smiled and said to them with a smile: "I am calling you back this time for no other reason than to make a home for you."
"Home?"
In an instant, this word impacted every demon's heart.
Their hearts were beating wildly.
It turns out that they also long for a home.
They have been wandering outside for too long.
"Come up, everyone!"
One by one, the demons flew up to Xiaotian Peak, turned around and fell into the lotus world.
Wu Tian called it the devil world.
On this day, Wu Tian taught each demon a method of soul transfer.
On this day, every demon, whether it is a soul-sending lotus, a soul-sending lotus leaf, a soul-sending lotus stem, or a soul-sending lotus root, has settled down at home.
From then on, they not only had a home, but also had immortality.
The demon world shrunk and fell into Wu Tian's hands. A new problem arose. How should it be settled?
Is it sent to the stars? Or buried deep underground? Or is it sent to heaven?
Just when Wu Tian had a headache, hehe, a voice appeared.
"Hehe, why not give it to me."
"for you?"
Wu Tian looked at his inner demon.
The inner demon smiled and nodded and said, "I will hide it somewhere where no one can find it."
In the end, Wu Tian chose to believe him.
The inner demon happily left with the demon world.
Wu Tian finally let go of one thing.
