Chapter 421: Do it casually

There once was a Qilin ancestor!

When Wu Tian walked out of Mo Luo Blessed Land, his whole person was very pale.

He has long hair and a black robe, but his facial features are much deeper.

It seems that the whole person has lost weight!

When Wu Tian saw the people at the foot of the mountain, he smiled and said, "We're all here!"

He said it easily.

The people at the foot of the mountain looked at him silently, saying nothing and unable to laugh.

"It's okay, I'm here."

Wu Tian spoke as if he was breathing out a breath of turbid air.

Yes, with him here, everyone at the foot of the mountain nodded.

"Brother..."

Chang Xi looked at Wu Tian with a guilty look.

Wu Tian walked down the mountain step by step, came to Chang Xi and said with a smile: "Don't feel guilty, he is my eldest brother, and I am your eldest brother. He has nothing to do with you."

He looked at the crowd again and said, "The same goes for you."

Wu Tian said this very directly and clearly!

He made a cut between Rahu and everyone.

"What's more, you've already tried your best!"

Wu Tian looked at Panwang Godkiller and nodded to the two of them.

Everything is unspoken.

He looked up at the bright moon in the sky again, smiled, shook his head and said, "It doesn't have to be like this."

"There's no need to involve my little sister. This has nothing to do with you in the first place."

"But……"

"There are no buts." Wu Tian waved his hand, "Don't think too narrowly of brother!"

"This is the grudge between me in the West and the East, me Wu Tian and the Heavenly Dao Pangu!"

"You guys, do whatever you want!"

Wu Tian swept through everyone.

"If I'm fine, my big brother will be fine too!"

He waved to everyone, "Come back, everyone."

King Pan killed the gods and left one by one.

In the end, only Emperor Shakti was left.

He had something to say but didn't know how to say it.

Wu Tian waved his hand. He was not in the mood to listen, nor did he want to listen.

As for the two people outside the blessed land, Wu Tian even ignored them.

He turned around and walked up to the main peak of Mo Luo step by step.

He sat down on the edge of the cliff and took out a bottle of wine, but didn't drink it.

Keep looking at the scenery outside the mountain!

The Moluo River flows outside the blessed land.

Very uneasy!

Because the entire West is bearing the impact of the waves of Pangu's axe.

The first generation of living beings in the West were almost extinct in the last calamity.

The level of cultivation that survives is not low!

The second generation of creatures is the golden generation created by him.

Because of their bloodline, their species all have good qualifications.

Especially after Wu Tian created the magic text and passed down the magic formula.

As for the ants with poor character and low cultivation, they all died in the killing calamity of Rahu's enlightenment.

Those who survive are either lucky enough or have high enough cultivation.

Natural selection, survival of the fittest.

Only those who survive are suitable for today's West.

As for sentient beings?

Wu Tian snorted and smiled: "The dead are still considered living beings?"

In this way, he silently established the rules of heaven and earth in the West.

The rules of heaven and earth in the West are that there are no rules!

Do not protect the weak and do not punish the evil.

Freedom, absolute freedom!

Even if he is the only one left in the end!

In the West, this will only be the case!

He wanted to see how this cause and effect happened, how this calamity came about?

"Heavenly demons, earthly demons, human demons, and night demons are no longer bound and can all follow their own nature. Let's all disperse."

Wu Tian's words disbanded the demonic path that Emperor Shitian had worked so hard to integrate!

Emperor Shitian clenched his hands into fists. This punishment came so quickly and so easily!

Tens of thousands of years of hard work were in vain and turned into water.

But in a simple sentence, who would recognize him as the third ancestor of the devil?