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In Xiancangyuan, the Ghost Face Clan’s residence and the Taoist temple.

This place is now completely unrecognizable, with a devastated scene. The once majestic Taoist temple has now become a ruin, with broken stones scattered all over the ground.

Large tracts of ancient trees have been uprooted, with branches and leaves withered. If there were some former glories, they have also disappeared in the cruel war.

The mountains and rivers around the Taoist temple have also been destroyed by great magic power, the land is cracked, the rivers are dry, and the beautiful scenery of the past no longer exists.

The caves of the Ghost Face Clan monks are also in a mess. The once busy training area is now a ruin, the magic array is broken, and the spiritual energy has dissipated.

The debris of the major training caves is scattered with fragments of refined magic weapons, a desolate scene.

The fallen rocks and ancient forests were filled with the blood of the Ghost Face Clan. No matter the old, weak, women or children without spiritual roots, or the powerful Ghost Face Clan monks, they were all slaughtered in droves...

There were thirty Mahayana monks standing in the air, and there were two Mahayana monks in the late stage, and all directions were filled with cold-faced star sea creatures, a total of millions!

"The Ghost Face Clan, during the era of the great slaughter of all races, was once the blood blade of our clan. I didn't expect that it would fall to this point now."

A late Mahayana Venerable wearing a hideous black mask said coldly, "The opportunity has been given to you. There is not even a Heavenly Venerable in the clan. You are too ungrateful."

"It seems that you have been suppressed too much by the Immortal Palace. You are just a race that is struggling to survive in the Immortal Cangyuan. What's wrong with letting you recognize your ancestors and return to your roots?"

A soft female voice sounded, it was another late Mahayana cultivator, her eyes gradually became sharp, "As a cultivator, don't you even recognize your main clan?!"

On the ground, several violent coughing and blood coughing sounded, all of them were the elders of the Ghost Face Clan.

They raised their heads with difficulty and showed a low sneer: "The ancestral precepts, the Ghost Face Clan is the Ghost Face Clan, they will only bow to the spirit stone, but never to the strong. Our clan has killed countless sins, and sooner or later there will be a disaster of extinction, it's just a matter of time!"

Roar!

The ghost-faced creatures behind them gradually climbed up, their eyes were bloodshot and unyielding. They were just a branch of the ghost-faced tribe in the Taiyi Great World, a damn main tribe!

Their ancestors dared to assassinate the immortals of the Great World, how could they live under other tribes for a long time!

"It seems that it is still the fantasy of our ancestors that makes you ghost-faced tribe not recognize the reality."

The black-masked monk snorted coldly, "You are a race that is despised by all the races in the Great World. The blood flowing in your veins is sinful blood. It is not a pity to die. We are really disappointed."

"Hahaha...!"

Several ghost-faced tribe elders laughed and vomited blood on the ground. Their majestic cultivation was still causing violent fluctuations in the vitality of heaven and earth, and the wind was rising... and the clouds were surging.

The black mask frowned and shook his head, saying in a low voice: "You are stubborn and your lineage has no need to exist. Then live in the ancient times and stay with your ancestors."

Buzz-

After he finished speaking, he lifted up the sky with one hand, and faint ripples began to appear between heaven and earth. These ripples were like an invisible cloth that was gently pulled apart.

As the ripples spread, the power of the rules of heaven and earth spread, covering everything around.

At this moment, the clouds seemed to gather on his palm, forming a black vortex.

There was a cold breath in the vortex, which became more and more condensed in his palm, forming a twisted black space.

This black space seemed to be filled with endless void and darkness, which made people feel a deep fear.

The masked monk waved his hand, and the black space expanded instantly, covering the entire sky, as if it was a black clear sky, but it made people feel cold.

Under this black sky, the earth also began to tremble, as if it was about to be swallowed by darkness.

In the black space, an indescribable strong pressure began to spread, as if even time and space were distorted at this moment.

The remaining members of the Ghost Face Clan felt that it was difficult to circulate their spiritual power, as if they were shrouded by the power of darkness, and their lives gradually withered in this black void.

Their faces became more and more painful, and despair appeared in their eyes.

The real catastrophe of genocide has come. Even if they have been unyielding just now, they are also afraid at this moment, and their whole bodies are trembling inadvertently.

There is no... fighting power to resist.

The sky is full of star sea creatures in all directions, and they look down on all this indifferently.

There is even a hint of cruel smile at the corner of his mouth, as if he is appreciating this absolute picture, and secretly admiring the magic of that adult. This is the end of disrespect!

At this time, at the bottom of a ruin.

Yu Fangshuo's pupils were dilated, his limbs were broken, his immortal essence was damaged, blood was flowing on his face, blurring his ordinary yet stern features.

A fat man fainted beside him, his immortal meridians were broken.Cracked, the foundation of Taoism has been lost...

Their temperament could have avoided this catastrophe of genocide, but after thousands of years of cultivating immortals and traveling through various celestial realms to earn spirit stones, it was ultimately for their own small clan.

This time the opponent was too powerful... so powerful that it was beyond their imagination. It turned out to be a remnant of the tribe born in the Savage Star Sea...

Hu~

Several broken portraits floated in front of him. Yu Fangshuo lowered his eyes. Pain, pain that penetrated into his bones. He had never felt that it was so painful for a Mahayana Venerable to be injured...

But what was more terrible than pain was despair. His previous ambitions for the race and the great road to heaven in his heart all came to an abrupt end at this moment.

Accidents never stop in the world of cultivating immortals, and killing never stops because of one's ambitions.

He condensed the last mana in his mouth and spit out a ball of blood. It was the true spirit blood he had taken a picture of. He could send a message to the Ghost Face Clan working outside. There were two more... They were not in the Savage Sky Territory.

"Ghost...Ming, I can't hold on...anymore. My clan was...destroyed. Don't...come back. Escape."

Yu Fangshuo smiled with great difficulty, and every hair was in pain. "If I can...come out alive, I will take you to that...that brothel, and live well. It was me...who didn't protect them well."

"But I...I still have a mission to complete, but...I already know their names, Meng Sheng, Yu Chen, Yu Yiwei...help me...one last time."

Yu Fangshuo's eyes were bloodshot, and he was about to spit out blood with a wow sound, but he swallowed it forcefully. Finally, he used all his strength to gather his mind and roared, "I...wait...for you to come back and avenge my clan!!"

Buzz-

The ruins shook suddenly, and the masked woman above the sky had noticed something.

She instantly appeared in front of Yu Fangshuo and smiled coldly: "I didn't expect you to have a trick up your sleeve. You are indeed a member of the Ghost Face Clan."

After the woman finished speaking, she glanced at the void with a rather unfriendly look. She could not stop the True Spirit Blood.

But she took the flying portraits and looked at them carefully. She frowned and said, "What kind of ghost painting is this? Can't you explain it to me?"

Yu Fangshuo's pupils were still scattered, his lips slightly opened, but he had no strength to speak. Even his mind fell into dead silence, and he just stared at the masked woman with bloodshot eyes.

"Useless race, useless things, really disgust me..."

The masked woman spoke coldly, holding the portraits tightly in her hands, "Great Master, you deserve me to personally send you off."

Before she finished speaking, suddenly, the sky was red in the distance, and a sound that shook the earth rolled in. The magnificent and terrifying aura permeated every corner of the world, like a peerless monster suddenly coming!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

…

One after another, huge meteorite fireballs streaked across the sky, and the black clear sky was shattered in an instant, instantly dyed red by the terrifying meteorite!

The black-masked monk's eyes condensed, and his entire body that was casting the spell suddenly stopped, as if frozen in place!

Under the ruins.

The portraits held by the masked woman seemed to be resurrected, fluttering wildly in her hands. The wind blew, and the woman's black hair actually flew in this closed space.

A strand of hair fell gently as if it was cut off...

Outside the ruins, fire bloomed in the air, illuminating the entire land, but such light was accompanied by a strange blood-red, as if shrouded in a bloody twilight.

Rumble! Rumble!

The earth continued to collapse, the ground cracked like a mirror, and endless cracks spread like a dragon.

Terrifying energy surged in these cracks, and even the mountains in the distance trembled under this impact, as if they were about to collapse at any time!

Those falling meteorites were like the thunder of the world-destroying sky, carrying the breath of destruction, sweeping across the thirty-six directions of the earth like a raging sea!

The entire land seemed to be immersed in the might of the world-destroying, and all the creatures in the sea of ​​stars trembled, feeling the threat from the magnificent meteorite fireballs!

In this ever-changing moment, the world seemed to have lost its tranquility, and only the frenzy of destruction was raging.

The black-masked monk looked at the thirty-six huge pits of the meteorite fireballs that had descended, and his pupils were all in a monstrous change. It was not the celestial phenomenon, but the creatures! ! !

In the meteorite pits, the figures bathed in the fireballs gradually stood up.

A human creature with sixteen abdominal muscles exposed looked coldly at the millions of creatures in the sea of ​​stars in all directions, and just smiled faintly.

He walked on the ground step by step, his steps were steady and firm, and each step seemed to step on the heart of the earth.

Although there was chaos and destruction around him, he seemed to be the only stable point, indestructible, walking slowly towards them.

And heThere was also an old man shaking his head and lamenting beside him, but the lament in his eyes made people feel an unspeakable sense of oppression.

The death light that flashed inadvertently in his eyes made tens of thousands of star sea creatures in the distant sky tingle, and there was a trace of fear in their eyes.

Behind them, the creatures in the direction where the stars fell also walked step by step, and the firelight reflected on them, like burning torches.

Although their eyes did not look directly at each other, everyone's eyes revealed a kind of indifference to all things that could not be explored, grasped, and resisted!

On the empty and destroyed land, they gradually walked into a row of rows, the first large gathering of the Chen family in history!

Chen Daotian clenched his fist, looked at the millions of Star Sea creatures in the air, and finally looked at the black-masked monk, who groaned, with unbelievable shock in his eyes...

"The Ghost Face Clan that Daozu wants to protect, you bunch of Star Sea useless monks dare to touch it?!"

His voice was like rolling thunder, sweeping out, and the world trembled in an instant, surging in all directions, like thousands of troops galloping past, surging, with an irresistible sense of absolute oppression!

The entire Ghost Face Clan station fell into silence, and millions of Star Sea creatures were shocked by the momentum of the Chen family, and the voice shook their souls. They were speechless and dared not refute a word...

The black-masked monk's fingers trembled slightly, and the scalps of the Mahayana monks from all sides were numb. For a time, countless eyes met, full of confusion and panic.

Under the ruins

The pupils of the woman holding the portrait suddenly contracted, and her whole body was shaking violently, because at this moment, behind her... there was a Heavenly Lord who was staring at her!

Her back was soaked with cold sweat, and she even lost her breath, like an ant with its back to the towering immortal mountain.

"Woman, don't touch the portrait of the senior, it will, the immortal way of great extinction..."