40,000 Years of Cultivation

A pale sword light, mixed with endless blood and blood, swept across the star sea, and then the speed of the memory fragments swirling suddenly accelerated, and Li Yao experienced thousands of desperate fights in the virtual realm of Bayanzhi.

In the beginning, in the face of well-trained, rigorous, and magical cultivators, these former mortals, and now demon soldiers, always lose more and win less, and have been encircled and suppressed by major sects several times, leaving only the remaining slain. Little sparks.

But the demon soldiers have one of the biggest advantages, quantity!

This is the same as the history Li Yao has read in textbooks.

At the end of the ancient civil war, spiritual power was exhausted, and all major sects suffered heavy casualties. Relying solely on cultivators could no longer sustain a protracted battle.

Therefore, when the secret of "Kunlun Shenshui" was discovered, the first one was Taiyi, then the alliance of nine factions, and then tens of thousands of sects in thousands of worlds, more or less, all began to secretly modulate and govern. Mortals, turn the mortal army into demon soldiers and demon generals, and let these demon soldiers and demon generals go out and kill on behalf of the cultivators.

Later, the mode of war often turned into one or two cultivators acting as generals and commanding thousands of demon soldiers. Once the demon soldiers were defeated, the cultivators would run away without turning their heads back.

After all, since the battle is fought, the cultivator is too precious, how can he go to death casually?

If some cultivating sects are unwilling to modulate demon soldiers, they will be swallowed brutally under the invasion of other sects and endless demon soldiers, and the orthodoxy will be severed!

In such a vicious circle, the demon soldiers spread like a virus and became Bayanzhi's best backing.

Even if there is only one soldier left by his side, as long as they can ignite the flames of resistance from the heart of these demon soldiers, the army of Bayan will be able to come back to life again and again, like a snowball, rolling bigger and bigger!

In this way, after hundreds of **** battles, Li Yao saw that the army beside Bayanzhi was getting bigger and bigger and more powerful. From the very beginning, he wore leather skirts and cloth armor, and simply used his own minions to fight. Later, wearing purple and gold chain mail, holding the captured flying sword, and driving the stolen immortal boat, the flame of rebellion burned from one planet to another, from one world to another!

Every time in a new world, all cultivating sects are slaughtered. The land and spiritual veins that were originally in the hands of the cultivators are all distributed to mortals. All the treasures of heaven and earth and the elixir are ground into powder and mixed into grain to make " Disaster relief pills" for the hungry victims to survive the famine.

In this way, in order to defend their land and prevent the cultivators from coming back, a large number of mortals willingly drink the "Kunlun Divine Water" to become a demon clan and obey Bayanzhi's orders!

"As long as you can protect your own land, make your wife and children full of snacks, and live well, even if you become a monster, what does it matter!"

The army of Bayanzhi used this slogan to transform one world after another!

Finally, in a splendid new world, under the colorful nebula that resembles a fairy palace in the sky, Bayan straightly saw a planet outside, with hundreds of star rings swiftly swirling, forming a large array of solid gold. The collision of stardust sparked four magnificent and dramatic characters:

"Ancient Celestial Sect!"

In Li Yao's heart, the Celestial Sect was the most powerful sect in the three thousand worlds at the end of the ancient repair era.

In the history textbook that Li Yao learned, they are also the sect that fought fiercely against the monster race to the last minute.

After the establishment of the Xinghai Empire, the capital world was named "Jianji Star Realm", and the capital star field was named "Heavenly Star Realm" to commemorate the Tianji Sect.

Presented in front of the billions of demon army, filled with the entire star sea, densely packed Xianzhou fleet, the brilliance of the Milky Way, also silently telling the power of the Celestial Sect!

Li Yao took a deep breath. It seemed that this was the final battle between the Yaozu and the ancient monks!

Bayan is wearing a crystal clear black armor, carrying hundreds of sects "Treasures of the Town" on his shoulders and fusing together, making a nine-ring thick-backed fang machete, and stepping on a captured immortal boat. .

This immortal boat has been entangled by countless vine-like thick blood vessels, and translucent tumors have grown in the blood vessels, which continuously release light green miasma into the immortal boat while inhaling.

After hundreds of years of evolution, the current monster race is no longer accustomed to the air that ordinary humans breathe.

Bayan's straight back is still as straight as a hundred years ago, but his eye sockets are deeply sunken, and his deep eyes are like sharp edges hidden in the scabbard.

"This is the last battle!"

"Along the way, we have destroyed hundreds of cultivating sects, killed countless cultivators, and rescued countless mortals who were oppressed by cultivators!"

"Now, the defeated generals of these cultivating sects are all hiding in the Tianjizong, where they gritted their teeth and sharpened their swords, ready to defeat us and return to their world!"

"They are ready to go back, take back the land that has been allocated to everyone, re-enslave our fathers, wives, brothers and sisters, and climb on our heads again to be domineering and extravagant!"

"Three thousand worlds, the fate of all mortals is in our hands and will be determined by our swords and minions!"

"If you don't want to be a slave forever, then join me and attack the broken copper and iron!"

"Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!"

In the endless sea of ​​stars, it seems as if a slender galaxy suddenly swells, and every celestial boat that makes up the "galaxy" has stimulated its psychic energy to the limit, and the halos merged together, like a roaring dragon, erected Every scale!

The Xianzhou had not sprinted yet, and hundreds of millions of flying swords had formed a stormy sea and shot towards the impenetrable Xianzhou defense line on the opposite side.

From the Tianjizong's defense line, a dazzling hundreds of millions of profound lights were also shot!

Two devastating waves collided, so that the stars of this galaxy were eclipsed like burnt-out briquettes, and the stars of the sky were instantly extinguished and turned into a dark background!

In the memory virtual realm, this scene solidified for a long time, and then torn to shreds by the psychic storm that swept across the galaxy.

This time, the darkness lasted for a long time, and what appeared again was a world of black and white.

Li Yao faintly felt that this was the most embarrassing memory of Bayanzhi.

Bayan floated directly above a world of war. On the ground, thousands of undulating pavilions and pavilions were turned into dust, and there were thousands of floating mountains that fell on the ground like meteorites, blasting one after another. Scar-like craters.

There are also large pieces of magnificent buildings on the crooked floating mountain, but they all become scorched earth in the burning of the raging flames.

Li Yao saw that one of the floating mountains was also engraved with the four characters "Ancient Celestial Sect".

"The Heavenly Pole Sect was finally broken by the demon army!"

In Li Yao's mind, the five flavors are mixed and he does not know how to evaluate Bayanzhi's actions.

It's just that the Heavenly Pole Sect is the last fortress of the realm of cultivation, and even the Heavenly Pole Sect has been breached. That should be a complete victory for the Demon Army.

The history books of later generations have also proved this point. Since the Tianjizong was breached, the cultivators have never set off too much wind and waves, and some small-scale resistances have spun off.

After that, it was the "Great Dark Age" that lasted 30,000 years!

As the leader of the demon clan, Bayan Zhiming clearly won. How could he exile to the blood demon world on the edge of the star sea, and how could he become "chaos"?

Above the earth, there was a faint cry of killing, but it was not a desperate fight between the demon army and the cultivator, but a few demon army fought together and killed each other!

Hundreds of blood demon battle flags staggered in the chaotic Middle East, falling from time to time, being trampled into the mud.

Around Bayanzhi, seven or eight streamers swiftly flickered, trapping him to death, and condensing him into eight powerful human figures.

No, it's not a human, but a monster!

The eight demon races are either dressed in radiant and gorgeous scales; or they grow colorful and mysterious feathers; or they have ancient faces and long snake tails. Some of them are inherited from the prehistoric times. Vicissitudes of life.

Although they were demons, Li Yao had to admit that they had the bones of immortality, exquisiteness, and the taste of transcendence and sainthood, which was stronger than that of many Yuan Ying monks Li Yao had seen.

It seems that they are far more noble species than human beings!

Compared with them, I have just experienced a **** battle, his body is scarred, his left arm is almost cut off by his shoulders, Bayan is straight, gray-headed and embarrassed, it is like a head just struggling out of the trap, blood is running dry tiger!

The eight leaders of the monster clan, as if refining a giant dragon into armor and fusing it into the body, but that handsome face, Li Yao always felt familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Li Yao turned his mind, searched for the memory fragments quickly, found the answer quickly, and couldn't help but breathe in the air.

It is the leader of Taiyi, who first began to make mortals into demon soldiers. He was yelled at by Bayan, and then he sent Bayan into the dark prison, and he was also made into a demon soldier, Wang Ganyi!

It’s just that Wang Ganyi a hundred years ago had a white beard and hair hanging down and old, but at this moment, he seems to be back in his prime of life in the spring and autumn. Every muscle on his face is filled to the extreme, condensed together. Exuding a ferocious smile!

Unexpectedly, he also modulated himself into a monster clan, and in terms of form, he was more perfect than Bayanzhi!

Yes, compared with these eight monsters, Bayanzhi and the monsters under his command are just like the current bronze blood monsters and black blood monsters, ugly, clumsy, and stupid.

The form of the Supreme Master is more handsome, stronger, and more noble than the current Silver-Blood Demon Race. Perhaps the legendary Saint-Blood Demon Race is just like this!

"Wang Ganyi...It's really you, Wang Ganyi!"

Bayan narrowed his eyes and stared at the opponent's face for three or four seconds before finally recognizing the identity of the opponent. The wound burst with anger, and the blood was like mist!

"You, aren't you dead? How come you appear like this!"