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The wasteland shook.

The screams shook the sky, no one was not angry, and no one was not sad.

at the same time.

There is a hanging white cloth floating on this land, every ethnic group has it, every inch of the land has it.

One by one, strong men were awakened, and one by one, ancient creatures walked out of the retreat.

"The ruins of the gods will never be destroyed, and the soul of the Little Wilderness Lord will never rest in peace. The blood will pave the way for reincarnation for the Little Wilderness Lord."

"Kill all the creatures in the land of the gods. Only then will we be qualified to hold funerals as a memorial."

The older creatures whispered, with calmness in their eyes and overwhelming murderous intent.

At the same time, a creature of the same generation as Dao Tianjun was angry and wanted to walk out of the wasteland to kill a person whose head was rolling and blood was flowing into a river.

Valleys, bamboo forests, basins, holy lands and other areas are filled with aura of terror.

Fu Xuan stood in the small courtyard.

He stood for a long time, never stepping into Shi Yun's attic.

In the end, he did not alarm Shi Yun, not because he was unwilling to wake up Shi Yun, but because he was afraid that it would make Shi Yun's Taoist heart unstable. Dao Tianjun's death would cause Taoist heart to be unstable, which he did not want to see.

"Smelly boy." Fu Xuan left, glanced at the flower garden and whispered.

The courtyard is still peaceful.

There was a beautiful fairy flower in the flowerbed but it was missing. There was only a small hole where the flower had been taken out.

That was a magic medicine that Dao Tianjun had coveted before.

Now he was taken away by Fu Xuan.

He will plant it in Shenxu, where Dao Tianjun's grave will be.

Hidden Gong Hall.

The two pavilions were sitting in the palace, looking at the clusters of crystal light, which were skills and supernatural powers.

"Are you going?" The old man in black robe looked at the old man in gray robe.

Hearing this, the old man in gray robe nodded.

"I thought I would never be born again and face that world again. I didn't expect that I would have the idea of ​​​​going out in this life."

"The Tibetan Palace needs someone to guard it. I will stay. You can also contribute my share."

"Yes, I will kill all the quasi-emperors."

The conversation was short and the palace became calm.

Only the old man in black robe sat cross-legged.

He held a piece of purple jade in his hand and tried several times but failed to make contact.

Originally, he thought that the Dragon King must have some means to choose his son, and maybe he would not die. So much time had passed, and after many contacts, there was a dead silence. He knew that the greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment.

He liked Dao Tianjun very much.

One of the few people who could make him smile.

But he was killed. The old man in black robe looked at Ziyu, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

Rumble...

The Tibetan palace shook, and boundless imperial power arose.

When the guards of the forbidden area saw this, they all clenched their grip on Zhan Ge. They were strong men guarding this forbidden area and could not leave, otherwise they would inevitably head towards the land of the God of Dao Ge.

The wasteland cannot be insulted! !

For countless years, this was the greatest calamity suffered by the desolate land.

The Little Wilderness Lord was killed, and they failed to protect the person chosen by the Dragon King.

They can't wait to come out and kill the entire Beidou Star Territory so that the entire Beidou Star Territory can be buried with the Little Wilderness Lord. Even if there are innocent people, what can they do? They are no match for the Little Wilderness Lord alone.

The depths of the forbidden area.

There is a gray land, without any breath flowing, dead and silent, and only a large tomb can be seen.

Suddenly, the big tomb cracked.

A stream of fairy mist spurted out, and a thin old man sat quietly on the grave.

His face is withered and his body is rickety, as if he will die in the next second. He is very old, and his body is looming, somewhere between reality and reality.

"You are the Fire Emperor of this generation, why did you wake me up?" The old man's lowered eyelids opened slightly, as if even opening his eyes took a lot of effort.

The edge of the gray earth.

Huo Huangying stood upright, he saluted respectfully and his voice was low.

"Unfilial sons and daughters are asking the emperor and ancestors to come out of seclusion and level the ruins of the gods."

The old man had no words after hearing this sentence, but was thinking.

"What is Shenxu?"

After a long time, the old man said this.

"The ruins of the ancient Heavenly Palace, the place where the Nantian Gate fell, and where the gods lived in seclusion." The Fire Emperor spoke out.

"That's it." The old man said again for a long time, but it was only after holding in his words for a long time that he came out.

After that, it was a long time.

The old man spoke again.

"Why destroy the restricted area?"

"The Little Wilderness Lord was killed."

After the Fire Emperor said these words, the old man on the grave disappeared.

The next moment he appeared in front of the Fire Emperor, silently and without any fluctuation of mana.

"Are all people in this era dead?"

The old man was whispering, but the next moment he changed his mind.

"It's not your fault. We abide by the words of our ancestors. The land of Canhuang has always been peaceful. No one outside has remembered the glory of my land. It doesn't matter... just like what he said, it's time for me to be born again..."

in words.

The old man slowly disappeared.

"I will wake up a few of them and level the sacred ruins."

The Fire Emperor nodded, turned and left.

This is an emperor ancestor of the ruined land. It is extremely ancient. According to legend, it is an extremely ancient emperor. It is older than the Heavenly Lord in the mythical era and has been sleeping in this land.

He will only be awakened when disaster strikes.

There have been only three awakenings in history, and this is the third time.

Quietly, the wind began to rise in this dead and windless land.

The old man is talking.

"The wasteland cannot be bullied."

At the same time.

Deep in the wasteland, within the earth, many ancient eyes opened their eyes.

There is blood filling the eyes, and the fairy light shines.

"Children of the Dragon King."

"Let the world listen to the ancient funeral song, and use the blood of the emperor to pay tribute to my remnant son of the wasteland, so that my soul can safely embark on the path of reincarnation."

Some of the ancient ancestors of the wasteland, those emperors, were awakened.

The terrifying power of the Supreme Emperor is brewing, and it seems that the next moment, when it breaks out, a whole universe will fall.

The wasteland cannot be bullied.

This is the oldest ancestral precept in the wasteland, and it is also the first ancestral precept!

The center of the wasteland.

In the most central place, there is a vast plain, where a five-color altar stands, with brilliant light flowing and celestial brilliance surging.

One after another strong figures stood tall.

They have human beings, as well as non-human ancient creatures, with extraordinary vicissitudes and ancient meanings.

Each statue is enough to shock the world when exposed to the outside world.

Huo Dongyun, Li Zhongzheng and others all stood among them.

Thousands of creatures from the wasteland are gathering. No formation or mobilization is needed. They naturally embark on the road to this plain.

The whole sky will split open.

If this was not a wasteland, these quasi-emperors alone would be able to tear apart ancient star fields!

The giants in the wasteland are full of energy and holy power. They are all at the lowest level of the Great Sage!

Without exception.

The fighting spirit is unparalleled and mighty, impacting Xinghan.

Rumble...

There is one imperial power in the east, two in the west, one in the south, and three quasi-imperial in the north.

To the east is the dragon, to the west is the ancient ferocious quasi-emperor species that looks like a unicorn, and to the south is the man carrying the fairy sword. Not only are their quasi-emperor auras appearing one after another.

The red dragon roared in waves, with the brilliance of humanity in its eyes.

Its eyes flowed, looking towards the land.

The ancient relic of the three-tailed unicorn stepped through the void.

The quasi-emperor's aura was surging.

Countless creatures saluted, and they were extremely respectful.

This is their patron saint, as well as the ancestors of beasts and humans in the wasteland.

Tianhu arrived, and beside her was the woman shrouded in fairy mist, filled with touching imperial power.

at this moment.

The figure of the Fire King arrived, and he stared at the center of the wasteland.

Not too many words, just a short sentence.

"The enemy is the land of the gods."

Ho ho ho…

Every creature in the wasteland, no matter who it is, is growling.

They were dressed in white silk clothing and holding white flower baskets. There were flames rising from the sky and the earth.

This is an ancient memorial ceremony unique to the wasteland.

Inherited to the oldest era.

Following this ceremony, the spiritual power in the heaven and earth boiled, rumbled and vibrated, and fairy rain fell from the sky.

Vaguely, a vision appeared, and the voice of the immortal appeared. It seemed that the immortal was crying, the god was mourning, and countless ancient creatures were roaring, singing the voice of gods and demons.

The universe trembled, and the nine heavens shook.

The oldest breath spread out, shocking the world.

The Fire Emperor submerged himself into the five-color altar.

"Treading down the ruins of the gods, causing the sky to crack, and the earth to sink forever."

"Open the path of reincarnation for my people in the wasteland!"

The creatures in the wasteland are roaring with anger, and their breath is billowing, like waves impacting in all directions, reaching all directions.

This was the birth of the wasteland after an unknown number of epochs.

The Dragon King has been guarding them for generations. They are proud of the ethnic group that the Dragon King protects and of the Desolate Land. Now they want the world to understand that no one can stop the Desolate Land.

Today, they want the world to understand, and Shenxu to regret being their enemy.

The death of Xiaohuang Lord Dao Tianjun was the death of their dearest person to the tribesmen of Canhuangdi, and they shared their grief.

Their relatives are bleeding and their companions are injured. They feel the same pain and want to turn that pain into killing intent and fighting intent. They will flatten everything, destroy everything, cleanse and kill with blood the forbidden land of the sacred ruins that hurt their relatives.

Wasteland.

Silent for eternity, it will be born today and reveal its true majesty.

The oldest behemoth woke up from its slumber and set off a prelude, which seemed to mean another meaning that no one knew.

Beidou.

Dawn appears and everyone is in turmoil.

There are strong men fighting in every major region, and even the West Desert, which has always been quiet and peaceful, has seen different movements.

"Dao Tianjun is dead, Shenxu takes action, just like in a dream."

What happened last night made many Beidou creatures seem to be living in a dream, unable to believe this fact.

"I used the sect's secret method to see the starry sky outside the territory. It was completely silent. It was true that there was no life left."

Someone is talking about the scene of the cosmic starry sky.

The human race's orthodoxy, the ancient clan, and the demon clan are all fighting.

A depressing and heavy aura filled the five regions of Beidou.

The barbarians in Nanling suffered an unprecedented impact, and the barbarian god of war was born to fight against the intruders.

The same is true for Yaochi.

The Ji family and the Jiang family exuded the ultimate power of imperial soldiers, intimidating the nine heavens and ten places.

Purple Mountain is silent, and there are ancient creatures wandering around from time to time. They suspect that the Black Emperor has escaped into this ancient land.

"The beginning of an era is bound to be accompanied by blood and chaos."

The eldest sage of the Holy City looked at the Eastern Wasteland and sighed in his heart. The uneasiness still existed.

"Oh my god, what did I see? Beidou was torn apart...ah..."

In Tianji Valley.

In that mysterious land of Tianji, a Tianji master yelled. He was in great pain, and then his whole body was set on fire and turned into ashes. This was the strongest immortal master in Tianji Valley. He felt a great difficulty and calculated the avenue.

In the end, it ended up like this.

Before he died, he revealed a shocking fact...

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