I Shall Seal the Heavens

In the land of the Western Desert, there is a legend. The origin of this legend cannot be studied. In short, with the help of time, it has gradually been firmly remembered by all the tribes in the entire Western Desert, and it has been recorded in the classics of their respective tribes. Passed down from generation to generation.

But time has passed so long that many people have forgotten this legend. It's not that they don't know it, but that they have forgotten...

According to legend, a long time ago, the Western Desert was not the earth, but a sea. This sea existed for 30,000 years before disappearing, revealing the earth below. In those days, the Western Desert... was not called the West Desert. Mo, her name is Xihai.

This sea is not the same color as the Tianhe Sea. Her color is purple. It extinguishes all life and isolates all spiritual energy, just like a restricted area of ​​life.

They are separated from Tianhe and Tianhe by an area, as if they deliberately do not merge with each other.

According to the legend, there was not no land in the Western Sea back then. There was an area that was the only land, connected to the Southern Territory, and that place... is today's Motu.

The terrain of Motu is very high. Ordinary monks would not pay attention to this height. But in fact, the terrain of Motu is the highest place in the entire Western Desert and even the Southern Region. It is so high that even if the Western Desert becomes the sea, Motu The soil...is still there.

According to legend, a long time ago, before the West Sea that existed for 30,000 years, the Western Desert was once a land with rich resources and rich aura. But at that time, it rained for many years. , that is purple rain, this rain does not melt the earth, every drop falls. Just exists on the ground.

Gradually, it became a stream. It became a lake until it became a sea.

This purple rain, falling on the body, can extinguish the fire of life, can isolate all spiritual energy, make all formations useless, make it difficult for monks to survive, and make heaven and earth miserable. plunged into destruction.

Countless vegetation died, countless ferocious beasts turned into skeletons, countless lives... came to an end. This was a calamity that happened in the Western Desert, for all tribes and all lives. Catastrophe of heaven and earth!

This is the legend that exists in every tribe of the tribe.

At this moment, the high priest of the Five Poisons Department was trembling and his face was pale. He slowly raised his hand and caught a drop of purple rain. Looking at it blankly, he was clearly aware of the cultivation level in his body. Within the scope of this drop of rain, it seems to disappear.

His body was shaking more and more. There was fear in his eyes. He lowered his head and watched the rain falling on the ground. There was obviously blood in some places and cracks in some places, but the rain... seemed to float out of thin air and did not fall into it. Does not blend with blood.

The high priest's face was pale and his breathing was rapid.

"How... is this possible..." As he murmured, some of the Nascent Soul cultivators from the Five Poison Department suddenly thought of something, their expressions changed drastically, and they all looked at Zi Yu.

At this moment, Zhao Youlan staggered, took a few steps back, and stared at the rain blankly. She also thought about it.

At this moment, within the thorns, among the five tribes, the clan leader of the Wubing tribe also looked at Ziyu in a daze, and his expression gradually changed completely. This change went beyond the despair of the tribe's survival and surpassed everything else.

"Jie..."

"The Great Catastrophe of the Western Desert..."

"According to legend, the Western Desert turns into the Western Sea again, a catastrophe that can destroy all life!" The high priest of the Five Poisons Department took a few steps back. At this moment, what kind of war, what quotas, and all interests, all None of it matters.

He launched the teleportation without hesitation to verify the authenticity of the Purple Rain. However, the teleportation array could still be used before, but now... no matter how the formation operates, it cannot exert any teleportation power. It is like being isolated and lost. effect.

This scene turned into a roar, echoing in the mind of the High Priest of the Five Poisons Department.

"Move, the tribes have to move. The northern area of ​​the Western Desert is the lowest-lying place. This is the first place that became the West Sea. The tribes have to move. They have to move to the south, to... Motu, which is connected to the Southern Territory!!" Five The high priest of the Poison Tribe murmured. At this moment, the rain was getting heavier and heavier. Some monks had already noticed that the spiritual energy between heaven and earth was gradually becoming thinner at an extremely fast speed. This scene immediately made all the members of the Five Poison Tribes , complexion changes.

"Mo Tu... Mo Tu!! I understand!!" The great priest of the Five Poisons Department was shaken, his eyes widened, and his breathing became more rapid.

"I understand, many years ago, three super-majority groups in the Western Desert with the existence of the spirit-slaying ancestors united together to invade Motu, and even supported many forces in Motu.

They even did not hesitate to offend the Southern Territory and launch a war. After the battlefield, their tribes, as well as many tribes that were dependent on them, all migrated to Motu!

At that time, we all believed that they wanted to encircle an area in Motu to facilitate contact with the Southern Territory, and perhaps there were many other purposes.

But now, I understand! "The chief priest of the Five Poisons Department murmured, his breathing becoming more rapid.

"These three super minions must have known about the coming catastrophe for a long time, so they occupied Motu. So now, no matter who wants to go to Motu, they must obtain their consent!!

Directly control the general situation of the Western Desert without any bloodshed, and use this calamity to control the life and death of thousands of tribes in the Western Desert! "The eyes of the High Priest of the Five Poisons Department showed anxiety.

"Motu is very small and cannot accommodate all the Western Desert tribes. If you can't get in... then the whole tribe will definitely die. The Five Poison Tribe is in the north, further away from there..."

"All members of the Five Poison Tribe obey the order and leave this place immediately. At any cost, go as fast as possible and return to the tribe!" The chief priest of the Five Poison Tribe said fiercely. At this moment, every second counts. The war with the remnant of the Crow God in front of him. It was immediately insignificant, and even he was regretting at this moment why he started this war!

His voice echoed and reached the ears of all the members of the Five Poison Tribe, making everyone stunned. However, those elders who had made guesses before immediately turned pale, flew up in an instant, and issued the order together.

Soon, the entire Five Poison tribe gradually stopped attacking. There were more than 20,000 people and tens of thousands of strange monsters, all roaring and running straight into the distance. Zhao Youlan looked back at the people of the Wushen tribe behind her in the crowd. Protected by thorns, a sharp light appeared in the phoenix eyes.

"I will repay the revenge of my broken arm tenfold!" Zhao Youlan took a deep breath, turned around, and followed the Five Poison tribe away quickly.

Until the Five Poison Tribe left and the thorns gradually dissipated, Meng Hao stood up from his lotus position and looked at the horizon. Behind him, there were more than 2,000 people in the tribe who were still alive, cheering for the survivors.

But this cheer could not dissipate the gloom in Meng Hao's heart, and the face of the Black Soldier tribesman beside him showed bitterness.

"Is it true?" Meng Hao said slowly.

"The Five Poisons Department is so anxious to leave. The legendary catastrophe must have really come. The formation will fail, the aura of heaven and earth will be extinct, and all life will be destroyed...the only hope...

That is to migrate, to the south, all the way south to Motu. "The clan leader of the Wubing tribe spoke in a low voice.

"Mo Tu..." Meng Hao's body shook violently. Like the High Priest of the Five Poisons Department, Meng Hao also thought of the war in the Western Desert that Mo Tu participated in, and thought of some of the Western Desert tribes he saw before leaving. , the scene of the whole family stepping into the black soil.

"So, that's the reason!" Meng Hao took a deep breath, and he understood what he had been puzzled about back in Motu.

Why is there a war in Motu, why is Western Desert fully involved, and why is it that the Southern Territory allowed this to happen and allowed the Western Desert to occupy the Black Territory? Because under the great catastrophe of heaven and earth, if the Southern Territory blocks it, it will be tantamount to Compared to forcing the Western Desert to go to war with all their strength, the Southern Territory hopes to see such a situation.

Meng Hao raised his head and looked at the increasingly heavy purple rain, but his eyes revealed a strange light.

"Isolate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, destroy all life, and the earth becomes the sea... But this is not the case for me. Since my fire attribute totem can be formed from the immortal fire of Dandong, then... it means that everything in the world, within the five elements, These are all opportunities I can appreciate.

Then what kind of water can be compared to the sea, and what kind of sea can be compared to this so-called catastrophe in the Western Desert! "

"As for isolating the spiritual energy of heaven and earth...except for the best spiritual stones that I can absorb, I have not absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for many, many years, so I have to swallow pills, so I have been trained. Every time I take action, the spiritual energy in my body must be strict. The habit of control also indirectly requires me to be good at alchemy, and even be inclined to Si Long.

Because Si Long will make me strong and at the same time, it will not consume too much of my spiritual energy! "

"The only thing I have to worry about is the extinction of life in this rain... But no matter what, I can be said to be the only person in this Western Desert who is best suited to survive in this catastrophe of the Western Desert!" Meng Hao His eyes flashed, but when he looked back at the cheering people from the five tribes who were unaware of the catastrophe, as well as the happy children, Meng Hao fell silent.

"Golden Crow, I have obtained your inheritance. Your tribe also respects me as the Holy Ancestor and is connected with my totem. Do you... want me to give them protection..." Meng Hao was silent and closed his eyes. Caught up.

At this moment, in the northern region of the Western Desert, purple rain has fallen on all the land and all the sky. The sky is no longer clear, but has become dim. This dimness will last for a long, long time...

On the earth, with the constant rain, there are more and more puddles...

Not only in the north of the Western Desert, but also in the east, west, and south, purple rain began to fall at this moment. In the rain, exclamations came from one tribe after another, which shocked their hearts. .

A great calamity has come to the Western Desert.

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