The Ancient Vast Realm

"Let's call you Ghost Mountain Ring," Feng Xuan said as he rubbed the bone ring in his hand.

The origin of this name is also to remind himself not to forget this former enemy and the final fate of the opponent, so as to warn himself.

Wearing the Ghost Mountain Ring on his finger, side by side with the Wind Spirit Ring, Feng Xuan looked at the two space rings on his hand, which had different meanings to him, and felt a little emotional.

Although Ou Yeluoshan had been killed, Feng Xuan had never forgotten the other demons. As the breath in the Blood Heart Furnace continued to churn, Feng Xuan immediately had some sense.

"Eighth Senior Brother is really amazing. After his refining, the soul-chasing effect has been expanded so much. Humph, as long as you can't escape the perception limit of the Blood Heart Furnace, I want to see how you can escape..."

Feng Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and his figure turned into a residual shadow and disappeared without a trace. His departure destined those demons whose breath he had collected to be in great danger this time - good luck!

...

The darkness caused by the Day of Devouring the Sky still shrouded the entire world.

The demonic disaster in the Canglan Mountains ended hastily before it officially broke out. The rift altars in various places in Canglan were also found and destroyed one by one by the strong men sent by various tribes, and the mist barrier from the rifts no longer continued to spread.

"Strange, why are these alien demons so weak? Could it be that the killing a while ago has reduced the alien demon forces in the Canglan Mountains to this extent?"

In front of a formation, a leading Yaksha tribe strongman held the head of an alien demon in his hand, frowning and wondering.

Next to it, a companion wiped out the formation with a palm, and his expression was also a little strange when he heard it.

"Indeed, this seems to be somewhat different from the demonic disaster recorded in the tribe. Logically, these demonic gaps cannot be guarded by only these people. Could it be that the tribe's records are wrong?"

"Impossible, the tribe will never make mistakes in this matter. It seems that something went wrong. However, now only a few demonic gaps have been wiped out. It is still unknown where the source of the demonic disaster will be. Don't be careless."

The leading Yaksha tribe strongman crushed the head of the alien demon in his hand and stretched out his slender tongue to lick the filth in his hand.

"The blood of these alien demons is fishy. If it is the blood, flesh and brain of those human race strongmen, it tastes really good."

The leading Yaksha burned the filth in his hand with some disgust and couldn't help but speak to his companions.

"Forget it, Boss. The human race is not easy to mess with now. Let's not talk about the powerful people from the Great Wilderness Holy Land who came some time ago. Now there is a Canglan City Lord whose strength is unknown. The clan leader does not allow us to attack the human race during this period."

When the companion heard this, although he swallowed a little in his throat, he still persuaded his leader, fearing that he would get excited and cause trouble.

"Humph, of course I know this. I don't know what the human race is crazy about. They actually started to pay attention to this small marginal land and sent the powerful people from the Great Wilderness Holy Land to come. If they were not just slaughtering those traitors, how could the various clans allow them to do this? They really think that there is no one behind the other races."

The leading Yaksha snorted coldly, obviously dissatisfied with this matter.

In the past, they could secretly hunt some human races as blood food, but now they can only endure it by force, so they are naturally a little unhappy.

"Let's go, let's go to the next place. Since these damned black domain bastards have already started, let's trample them to death!"

The leading Yaksha became more and more annoyed as he thought about it, and immediately urged his companions to rush to the next place, as if he wanted to vent all the frustration in his heart on the demons.

Killing and madness were staged between heaven and earth, but the night under the darkness was not peaceful but full of dangers.

As time slowly passed, I don't know how long it had been

Suddenly, a ray of light suddenly fell from the sky to the earth. In the world that was always dark like the abyss, the three suns that were completely covered finally slowly revealed their figures, and in an instant they bloomed with dazzling brilliance.

The brilliance pierced the long night and darkness, and injected vitality and light into this world again. When the darkness retreated, the light reappeared in the world.

Qishan-Baling Tribe

Outside the wall, the bloody air filled the world, and the evil spirit rushed into the sky. There were corpses everywhere, including human, beast, and even some monsters and plants, and it was in chaos.

"Day... Daybreak!"

"The Day of Devouring the Sky is finally over!"

"Be careful, don't be careless, those beasts haven't recovered their consciousness yet, I'm afraid it's not over yet"

As cheers suddenly sounded, the battlefield was filled with voices.

"Pah..."

Dong Ling Po Shan squatted on a wall, squinting at the slowly rising sun, and spat fiercely at the wall.

At this time, his image was a bit miserable, with wounds of varying sizes all over his body. One ear and one eyeball had disappeared, and a circle of medicine cloth was wrapped diagonally on his head, but it had long been soaked in blood and turned bright red.

"Are you okay?"

A jar of wine flew towards him and was caught steadily in his hand.

The figure of Dong Ling Po Jun came from behind, holding a jar of strong wine in his hand, his clothes were taken off, and his strong body was covered with various scratches.

"I won't die, but my strength is still a little low. If I could break through to the Essence Storage Realm, this wouldn't happen."

Dong Ling Po Shan took a big gulp of the wine, then poured it over his head, letting the strong liquor slowly flow through every wound on his body.

"Hiss——"

When the wine flowed over his eyes, even with Dong Ling's broken concentration, he took a breath of cold breath, and the only remaining eyeball couldn't help but tremble.

"Why are you working so hard while I'm here?"

Dongling Pojun sat down next to him, frowning at his missing eyeball, and couldn't help but blame him.

"Hehe, it's not like there aren't wild beasts in the air control realm among the beasts that you need to deal with. This group of idiots with low intelligence just became crazy when they were eroded by the mist barrier.

Now my father and the two witch priests in the tribe have gone to find the source of the demonic disaster. The strength of the tribe has been greatly reduced. After all, I am also a warrior of the blood level, and I can be regarded as a high-ranking master in the tribe. If I continue If you retreat, what will happen to the clansmen behind you? "

After hearing this, Dongling Poshan carelessly cleaned his wounds with the wine on his body. He looked down at the warriors below who were hurriedly carrying the corpses of the clansmen who died in the battle before the group of savage beasts could organize a large-scale attack. Somewhat sad.

"Alas, we are all like this, and we don't know what to do with those small tribes."

After hearing this, Dongling Pojun lost some of his thoughts of blame, and looked at the messy battlefield with a sad expression.

"I still don't know what happened to Brother Feng and the others now. I hope this evil disaster can be resolved soon. Otherwise, the Canglan Mountains will be devastated and corpses will litter the fields."

Dongling Poshan threw down the empty wine jar in his hand, jumped off the wall, and carried the bodies of the tribesmen who died in the battle with the soldiers.