"In this way, is it over" After killing the Sleeve Dance Emperor, Fengchen looked around, and in the entire sky, there was no trace of any monster emperor, it seemed that except for the first emperor, only the Heavenly Machine Emperor who had just escaped was still alive.
I don't know when the rain stopped, and it seemed that even the first emperor had given up this war, but he didn't know where he was.
On the ground beneath their feet, the army of cultivators had gradually taken over, and was gradually destroying the army of monsters that were originally ten times their size.
The wind and dust didn't come from a trance: Could it be that such a battle, which should have been difficult, is really, over The answer, no.
At least at this moment, in the city tower, the powerhouses of the Triple Realm who witnessed the end of the Sleeve Dance Emperor don't think so.
"It's another meaningless exchange, these monsters, don't seem to care about such losses and casualties."
The Wood of Eternity said.
With his realm, he can naturally see some more different scenery: the sleeve dance emperor seems to be deliberately recruited.
His original purpose was to be able to kill Venerable Yuehua happily, even if he was seriously injured and lost his combat effectiveness, it didn't matter.
Therefore, the knife of the wind and dust will fall so lightly that it can kill the sleeve dance with the cultivation of the first trip of the double realm.
"What kind of backhand have they prepared, why are they so confident, so unhesitating and decisive?"
Liao Tian muttered to himself, he had lost his ability to fight, but he had not lost the demeanor of the first strongest, standing in the city tower, with a pair of sharp eyes, staring at the sky, almost locking the clouds that hid the first emperor, but walking away.
In my heart, a sense of foreboding became heavier and heavier.
If it's just one person, it's okay, but the problem is that in this city tower, these strong people who have returned, each of them feels the same, pointing to the terrifying unknown: This war is not over yet.
But the problem is that as the strongest combat force on the human side, they no longer have any possibility of fighting.
"Well, it's time to let despair fall and make these poor humans realize what a wrong decision they made to defy us."
The voice of the First Emperor sounded faintly, with the death of the Heavenly Machine Emperor's vitality, and with the Canglan Divine Diagram, the Blood Bath Emperor suddenly exploded, and this cloud, which was pregnant with blood-red power, also rained down again at this moment.
And this time, the rain that fell was no longer the pale green anomaly.
Real blood, real blood rain, also from this moment, quietly dripping.
Across the corner of the sky, across the breeze, across the fierce spiritual power shock, across the shattered earth shaken, this blood will, completely and completely, sent to the depths of the earth.
"Be careful, something may happen" When Fengchen and the others looked at the rain suspiciously, and wanted to touch it with their hands, Lin Canghai noticed something because of the sudden self-explosion of the Blood Bath Emperor inside the Canglan Divine Map, and a touch of darkness in his heart.
The earth suddenly cracked, forming a terrifying rift more than a kilometer wide and tens of thousands of meters deep, almost swallowing everything in front of the Bieyun Fortress.
When the cultivators and the monster army could not continue to fight because the sky was shaking, a scene that made the cultivators even more frightened appeared: The monster kings who were still there were all forcibly exploded at this moment.
Or it should not be described as self-detonation, because self-detonation is extremely destructive.
And these monster kings just exploded into a cloud of blood mist.
Then, it flowed into the terrifying rift, as if it was about to return to the depths of the earth.
It was also when the cultivators were full of doubts and a cloud of doubt in their hearts.
This strange phenomenon finally showed the final answer, the deepest despair, in front of them: From the unfathomable number of huge cracks, a terrifying sea of blood suddenly gushed out.
At the same time as the entire earth was impregnated, those monsters who had been watered and contaminated by the sea of blood also burst out with unparalleled spiritual pressure in the next second: At this moment, the original strength was forcibly raised to a whole level The peak of breaking the pole has become a real one-fold realm venerable, and the peak of the one-fold realm has also reached the height of the two-fold realm, which can be called terrifying.
On the other hand, the cultivators, because of the approach of this terrifying blood, felt a terrifying oppressive force, and at the same time, those cultivators who were directly splashed with blood underwent unexpected changes: It's not that the cultivators were oppressed miserably, it was countless times worse, these cultivators, after struggling for a while, let out a terrifying scream, and then they were brutally transformed into ugly, but greatly strengthened crazy monsters "Once the retreat is stained with blood, cut it off immediately" Yang Zaifei's heart sank, and he didn't dare to stay on the front line anymore.
And the line of life and death that was still in my heart and left on the earth was completely cut off and ceased to exist with the gradual extension of the cracks.
At this moment, perhaps the real horror has not yet come, but the cultivators of the lower battlefields have already been frightened.
You must know that at that moment just now, even a Heavy Realm Venerable was directly transformed into a monster by that terrifying blood Before that, they only knew that after being caught by monsters, they would be transformed.
And in normal battles, as long as it is a cultivator in the Void Refining Realm, there are almost no examples of being transformed.
But now You don't even need to do anything, relying on this blood, even the Venerable can't stop it, what else is there to fight If this crack and the sea of blood gushing out are even more terrifying, and they directly rush to the city tower of Bieyun Fortress, will even those peerless powerhouses be transformed into monsters in an instant If that's the case, does this war still have any meaning?
"What the hell is going on, these monsters, do they still hide such a terrifying backhand" Fengchen looked at the raging sea of blood on the ground, even if he stood in the sky, it was very safe, but he was shocked by the thick and viscous blood, a trance and fear.
He had no doubt that if he were in such a sea of blood, he would probably be completely transformed into a monster in a moment.
But the question is, "Shouldn't the origin of these monsters be that kind of demonic energy, why did it turn into this blood-red blood?"
The answer is actually very simple, "they are gradually being accepted by the world, and they are gradually becoming the masters of this world."
The Wood of Eternity said lightly, telling a terrifying fact: Monsters, which were originally rejected by the world, are gradually being recognized Even, even the real world itself has the meaning of putting the monster race above human beings.
Only then did their pale green blood be qualified for rebirth.
The creatures who truly belong to the world retain the terrifying ability to transform.
"How is this possible, why did they get the approval of the origin of the world and become the master of the world" Liao Tian could not accept.
"Have you forgotten, don't forget the existence of the Lord of Monsters, you human beings, how many years have there been no cultivators from the Venerable Realm."
The indifferent words of the ancient wood made Liao Tian stunned, and even Ye Xinxin and Luo Hetu were silent.
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The world is not a tolerant thing, the world has its own rules, the so-called survival of the fittest, when a ruling race, unable to maintain the stability of the dominant position, there will naturally be the possibility of being overturned.
In the same way, if the current ruling race is too unbearable to sublimate the origin of the whole world, the world itself will try its best to introduce new races.
If you want to sublimate the origin of the world, the best way is to appear cultivators who have surpassed the realm of Venerable Beings.
But the question is, the human race, and the Warcraft race, these two races that have ruled the entire Eastern Continent for a long time, have not had such a strong person for many years No one knows this better than the Wood of the Ages: Since he consciously started cultivating, Yi Qingcheng should be the last.
But that was already a character from 10,000 years ago, even if he broke through the limit of Venerable, he was just a small person stepping on it. can barely let the world continue to live for thousands of years, and if you want to further sublimate, I'm sorry, Yiqingcheng is not qualified enough.
Originally, without any chance, the World Origin looked down on humans and Warcraft, and could only choose to cultivate both of them.
But the question is, when a ready-made opportunity is in front of her, and even her subordinates, these humans and demonic beasts, are so difficult to deal with, the origin of the world, will there be a heart-warming idea The Tree of Eternity thought about it and thought that it should be.
Of course, being recognized by the world is only part of the reason, not the original reason for the appearance of the sea of blood, nor the most fundamental reason for the change in the color of blood.
The reason for such a change is that the source is because the monster race, itself is a race transformed from human beings, tracing back to the origin, naturally, it will also be traced back to such blood, and recognition is just incidental.
Even without the recognition of the world's origin, and the effect is not as powerful as that produced at this moment, the despair that the First Emperor can bring is still irresistible: In the depths of that sea of blood, newborn lifeforms are gradually awakening with the gushing of the sea of blood.
The spiritual pressure rose slowly, and soon it reached the ground and was sent to the city tower, where it was immediately captured by the strong man.
The face finally showed a trace of despair, and the incredible: they, at this moment, felt a certain familiar atmosphere.
Not old friends, familiar only because, not so long ago, they had fought with them.
Thirty-three Demon Emperors, seventy-two Demon Kings, at this moment, in front of the cultivators and the demon army, slowly walked out from the depths of the sea of blood.
Walk in front of the world and show their full posture in front of the cultivators.
Fear, despair, powerlessness, helplessness, anger, fear, unwillingness, all kinds of negative emotions fill the mind of every cultivator, stuffing the whole brain, except for these, they have forgotten everything, they have forgotten their resistance, they have forgotten their identity.
On the battlefield, no warrior has time to fear anything, and their most important task is to fight.
But at this moment, it is destined that there will not be a qualified fighter.
Even if they are in the dust, they don't know how to face all this.
Nothing more, which makes people more desperate.
You fought with all your heart and brains, and finally slashed the enemy.
Just as you rejoice, these enemies are standing in front of you intact.
And you, on the other hand, have no strength to fight again.
Fengchen didn't know how to describe the monster's behavior, nor did he know how to react, so he was just sluggish.
Many people's choices are very much like him, closer to despair of indifference, giving up any resistance, and letting the monsters wreak havoc.
The defense line was crushed layer by layer, and the remaining cultivators may have retreated to the Beyun Fortress, but they just changed places to lie down, desperate: There was no chance that they would do it again, and when the fortress of Beyun was destroyed, it was when all the defenses in the south collapsed.
Even if they escaped, it was impossible for them to escape from the monsters, unless these monsters had no intention of chasing them at all.
But the question is, even if you really escape, so what The entire south will be reduced to a hunting ground for monsters, so does it make sense to escape?
"It's no wonder that they have all become like this, after suffering such a blow, these ordinary cultivators can not be scared to pee their pants, which is good."
The personality of the newly-born Slaughter Emperor did not change, and he glanced at the cultivator proudly, condescendingly.
"Fortunately, nothing bad happened.
The inhuáng looked at Liao Tian, who was already powerless to resist, and breathed a sigh of relief.
He has been worrying about whether he will wake up and find that there are still people who can fight again on the side of the human powerhouse.
Now it seems that they are thinking too much.
Not only did they win a complete victory, the enemy had no ability to resist, but they were also surprised to gain the recognition of the world's origin.
It may not be helpful to the cultivation realm, but the display of rule ability has been greatly improved.
And the more critical point is that their cultivation that has been stagnant will no longer be bound from this moment on, and they truly have infinite possibilities.
"The rest of the wounded soldiers, how do we deal with them, do we need to make them our slaves?"
the Dingjun Emperor asked casually, and he had already treated the strong men in the city tower who had no strength to fight anymore as fish and meat on the chopping board, and they would be slaughtered.
But in the face of such an arrogant posture, as strong as an eternal tree, I don't know how to respond: the so-called dragon swims in shallow water and is played by shrimp, and the tiger falls in Pingyang and is bullied by dogs, they may have no strong strength, but at this moment, it is not much different from the prisoner.
Not to mention resisting, even if you want to escape, you can't find any hope at all, there is only a dead end.
"It's a pity, the old man has been looking for many years, and finally got a glimpse of the road, but there is no possibility of verification, it is really a morning news, and the evening can die" The ancient wood heart sighed, looked at the empty sky where there was nothing, and gave up everything
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