In a world shrouded by the will of humanity, if he realized that he was endangering the fate of the entire human race, he would probably have triggered the backlash of the purple energy of luck, causing him to die.
As soon as he thought about this, Qingyang Huan felt more and more in his heart that the will of humanity was boundless, and he had insight into the inner world.
The Shura tribe, the race that brought an indelible blood debt to the human race, this hatred will not disappear with the passage of time.
The best destination is to become a slave in his hands and then backfire on the Jialuo tribe.
Of course, the premise is that the Shura clan, which has been suppressed for a long time, has also suffered heavy losses and can be taken into the Great Thunder Sound Temple by Jia Luo's clone.
Standing at the opened gap, Qingyang Huan did not leave.
He was waiting for the news from the Jialuo tribe's clone.
If the Shura tribe still had great power, then he would rather open the seal later than bring a crisis to himself. .
After thinking for a long time, a ray of Jialuo Holy Light appeared from the opened hole between the two realms.
The next moment, Qingyang Huan made a seal, and the auras of the heavens intertwined to form a sealing talisman, which was printed on the opened path between the two worlds.
The path was opened to prevent it from healing, and his figure also disappeared into the sealed world. middle.
Shura ancestral land This is a desolate and ancient land, and the entire sky and earth are filled with thick fog.
It is impossible to see the edge at a glance, and the outline of the sky and earth in the distance cannot be seen.
Above the hazy mist, covered by heavy clouds, a dark moon hung high.
This dark moon exuded coldness and coldness.
Other than that, there was not a single star shining in the entire sky.
Bang Qingyang Huan stepped down and made a roar like thunder.
The dark soil was as solid as black stone, making a sound like gold and iron colliding.
"The Shura clan has been defeated."
The sound came from the hazy mist, making Qingyang Huan feel slightly relieved.
He stepped forward, and wherever he passed, the earth was bare, without any life, not even a leaf of moss had grown. death realm There was no life and no water source.
Qingyang Huan kept moving towards the depths of this ancient world.
The world was desolate and silent, and it was bone-chilling cold.
According to legend, the ancestor of the Shura clan is the Ancestor Styx, who was created in the Styx River in the north.
Therefore, the Shura clan respects the Ancestor Styx as the founder of the world.
However, no warrior has ever seen this being who created a clan.
After crossing the heavy black mist, Qingyang Huan saw an endless black ocean in his eyes.
The water was like a deep pool, thick and thick, and the bloody sea Styx he encountered when he was killing the Bird Ming Ghost Emperor. generally.
The only difference is that the sea of the underworld in front of you is vast and boundless, and it is unknown how many times the size of the river where the Ghost Emperor is.
The ocean was rippling, and black water as thick as mercury lapped at the shore.
After a long period of erosion, the rocks on the shore of the Hades had long since turned into black crystal diamonds, shining with a ghostly light.
Qingyang Huan stopped here.
He had not forgotten the ugly lizard monsters in the Styx River.
Unfortunately, he did not see these monsters here.
There was no ripples under the vast ocean.
"In order to survive, the Shura clan has long since eaten up all the life that can be refined in this world."
Jialuo's clone came on the waves.
He entered the Shura world before Qingyanghuan and had already investigated the surrounding scenes.
It was not easy to survive the long years of confinement.
Even if it is a strong person who is the king of heaven and earth, maybe it will be okay if he does not absorb the energy of heaven and earth for a hundred years, but if it takes a thousand years.
Ten thousand years, or even one hundred and eighty thousand years?
Not to mention that Shura has been banned in this ancient world for almost one hundred and eight epochs, and each epoch has a long period of one hundred and eight thousand years.
It's okay not to eat, but even the king will consume it.
The difference lies in the length of time it can be sustained.
The most important thing is that the Shura tribe is extremely murderous and bloody.
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They feed on blood.
When they cannot break the ban and obtain resources, the despicability of the entire tribe is infinitely magnified on this ancient land.
The Shura clan was born in the most filthy sea of blood in the world.
Therefore, in the Shura world where they live, there is no place where elixirs are everywhere and old medicines are vomiting their youthful beauty.
The Shura world is an evil and cold place.
When the connection with the outside world is cut off, it will be an immeasurable disaster for this ethnic group.
"Fortunately, these crazy Shura clan did not completely starve to death and left some fire for their own clan."
Jialuo's clone led Qingyanghuan towards the depths of the River Styx.
Soon, under the undulating black waves, Qingyanghuan saw black coffins suspended in the ocean.
Each of these coffins carries a netherworld seal, which is isolated from the erosion of the outside world.
According to his perception, there are tens of millions of coffins of various sizes, and they just rise and fall with the waves.
Tens of millions may seem like a lot, but when the Shura clan was at its peak, its people were counted in trillions.
Both men and women of this clan were the best warriors, and they brought indelible harm to the human race.
At the bottom of the floating coffin, under the vast seabed, there is a thick layer of bones.
After a long period of erosion, these accumulated bones have long been consolidated into a thick layer by the seawater. layer of bone and stone.
At a glance, Qingyang Huan understood the reason why warriors from the Shura clan survived.
After eating up all the life in the Shura world, they began to devour their own clan, and used their billions of life and blood bones to feed the tens of millions of clansmen in front of them.
The people provide blood energy to maintain vitality.
Of course, this kind of maintenance of life is just a matter of hanging life.
Above the bone and stone layer, you can see the falling coffins.
These coffins are from the Shura clan who did not survive and turned into a pile of white bones. boom The next moment, Qingyang Huan selected a hundred-foot-sized coffin and blasted it down.
This coffin was considered to be the upper-middle size among thousands of Shura coffins.
The person lying in it should be a king of the Shura clan.
Immediately, the black coffin seal was torn apart, the coffin lid was shattered, and a beautiful woman covered her belly with her hands, as if she was sleeping quietly.
Buzz However, in this short moment, the beautiful Shura Queen's whole body began to age at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Her crystal body turned into overlapping folds, and all her vitality began to melt away. clang The next moment, Qingyanghuan's big hand grabbed it again and crushed the Shura King's body.
A ferocious shadow rushed out from the depths of the coffin, screamed in his big hand, and turned into a ball of black air that floated into the sky. , ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
Afterwards, Qingyang Huan opened several coffins again.
These Shura clan, which were notorious in life, were now reduced to a pile of wasteland.
The erosion of time is shocking.
Then, his eyes fell on Jia Luo's clone.
Although he wanted the Shura clan to decline, it would not decline like this.
This was almost to the point of annihilation.
The existence in the coffin has only a very weak vitality left.
To put it simply, it is hanging in a breath.
Maybe if he opens this Shura clan in the evening for thousands of years, the Shura clan will be in this world.
Will be completely removed.
"No, Jia Luo will not let Shura die."
There was an indescribable divine light in his expression.
The eyes of Jialuo's clone surrounded the group of coffins floating in the underworld.
In the center surrounded by thousands of coffins, there were five giant coffins that were over a thousand feet in size.
They were sealed like towering mountains.
From time to time, there would be flashes of blazing blood.
Outside the blood, the seal formed by Jia Luo's holy light circulates.
It is obvious that among the giant coffins surrounding it, only the beings in these five giant coffins can still sense the outside world.
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Being shrouded in Jialuo's holy light also allowed the silent beings within to sleep peacefully.
Without Qingyanghuan's intervention, Jialuo's clone first eliminated the hidden dangers that might be brought about by his entry into the Shura world.
"A declining Shura is better than a strong Shura, otherwise we wouldn't be able to eat it."
After the words fell, Jialuo's clone pointed to the five huge coffins and said: "I will take away the surrounding coffins, and I will take away two of the five huge coffins in the center.
The remaining deity can be taken back to Buzhou Mountain for sacrifice."
The soul of the lost human race."
The five thousand-foot-long giant coffins have the most silent atmosphere, as deep as a deep pool that is difficult to detect.
It is obvious that this is the habitat of the Shura Clan's emperor-level experts.
As for whether it has exceeded the realm of the emperor, Qingyang Huan is not sure.
"Okay."
After thinking for a moment, Qingyang Huan agreed.
It would be best to use three Emperor Realm experts from the Shura Clan to pay homage to the human emperors, great emperors, kings, and geniuses who died in order to suppress the Shura Clan.
With the current strength of Jia Luo's clone, it is really difficult to completely transform the five Shura Emperor realm experts.
This is different from the previous subjugation of the Lord of Light and the Eight-Clawed Demon Lord.
The status of the Shura clan in the eyes of the Garo clan is higher than that of the Tengu clan.
After the Jialuo clone brings these Shura tribe to the Jialuo Kingdom, it will inevitably attract the attention of some old antiques on the Jialuo Holy Mountain.
If those old guys take action and snatch these Shura tribesmen away, the Jialuo clone will really not be able to resist.
Therefore, even if he has to conquer less, he should be more stable and save the two emperor-level experts from the Shura tribe, plus tens of millions of immortal Shura tribesmen.
With his status as the Sakyamuni, it is just right.
If all five Shura Emperor Realm powerhouses were to return at once, the Jialuo Clan would definitely take action, and it was very likely that other Jiamen strongmen would bring back the Shura Emperor Realm powerhouses to wake them up.
In this case, a dead Shura is a good Shura.
If you don't do it once, you won't stop.
If you are in danger, kill them all in advance.
Silent in the giant coffin, the self-imposed Shura Emperor realm powerhouse didn't know if he expected that he would be in such a disaster.
The tone was set, and everything was easy to do next.
The long ban made the Shura clan go crazy.
Not to mention the elixir for growth, even the spiritual power in the weapons was drained away, and the rest were built like this.
Coffins one after another.
Unfortunately, as time passes, the coffin also begins to decay.
Jia Luo's clone began to collect the Shura coffins floating in the sea of underworld.
Of course, it only collected those coffins that could still feel a trace of life.
As for the coffins that had long since withered like rotten wood, they were all scattered into the sea of underworld
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