Mysterious world, I was handed over by my daughter to Zhen Mosi

At that time, the land of Xitianzhou.

The tens of thousands of miles of territory here are all covered by evil clouds, and the deep fluctuations of the blood sea form a prison, making it impossible for hundreds of millions of living beings to leave.

I don't know when, the many races in West Tianzhou have felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.

The billowing clouds above the head, shaped like a ruthless hand, covered everyone's heads.

They have already noticed that something extremely bad has happened, but they have no way of knowing it.

Looking in the direction of Xiaoyujing, blood is already flowing, converging into the sky and rivers, and they all become the bodies of giant dragons, hovering on the top of the sky.

Looking around, there are a total of 350 four heads!
As for Xiaoyujing's domain, there are corpses everywhere, whether cultivators or ordinary people, all of them have been turned into skinny corpses.

The vitality was gone, and all the qi and blood turned into the sky blood dragon.

The entire Xiaoyujing was wiped out!
Ling Tian, ​​the ancestor of the red ghost, was performing some kind of ancient magic.

A strong man of his level is enough to refine the entire Western Tianzhou and control hundreds of millions of living beings within a square inch and five fingers.

Not only Su Baoji died at this moment, but even the ancestors of Yujing, the three half-step eight-star god kings, did not escape the disaster.

The true strength of the ancestor of the red ghost is still just the tip of the iceberg and has not been fully revealed.

And with the absorption of these 350 four sky blood dragons, I am afraid that they will immediately return to their peak period.

The current patriarch of the Tianchao family, Yaqi Goddai, is staring at the sky at this moment, full of expectations.

He seems to have foreseen that after the first ancestor obtained the secret of longevity, he would lead the entire Celestial Dynasty family to continue the supreme glory of the Yuan Dynasty.

Suddenly, he noticed multiple auras coming from afar.

Immediately, he turned around slowly, with a smile on his feminine face.

When Changhong came, Chen Yu frowned tightly, looking at the overwhelming death energy in the small Yujing, and hundreds of huge blood dragon shadows in the sky.

On the high sky, one can see an old man sitting cross-legged, with his eyes closed, pale in appearance, thin and short in stature.

Although it seemed that he was dying, the ancient aura emanating from his body surpassed that of Chen Yu himself!
When the ancestor of the red ghost was fighting for hegemony in the West Tianzhou, Chen Yu had just fled to the East Continent.

Witnessing this scene, Wine Sword God couldn't help constricting his pupils violently, and quickly grabbed Chen Yu.

"The first ancestor of the Celestial Dynasty family revealed in the Divine Machine Book must be that person. You and I are absolutely no match for his strength. We need to wait a little longer!"

Wine Sword God has sent the news back to Mount Buzhou, but has not received any reply so far.

At the same time, he also noticed the scene of Xiao Yujing at this moment, and felt a chill sweep over his mind again.

Some time ago, Su Baoji had just held a birthday banquet, and all the heroes of the Western Tianzhou wished him another 10 years of life, but he didn't expect that he had already returned to the ruins.

Looking in other directions, there are bones everywhere, and there is no living thing at all.

Nuoda's Xiaoyujing, the holy land of the human race in Xitianzhou, has encountered such a disaster today, and it has been completely erased from the long river of history!

Fear arose, making the wine sword god's hair stand on end.

"Today's situation is beyond your control. Get out of it quickly." Chen Yu stared coldly at the scene in front of him, and suddenly spoke.

Smiling Rentu, Yan Mozi and the others all looked at each other in blank dismay, and immediately withdrew without saying a word.

The Sword God of Wine panicked: "What are you going to do? The ancestor of the red ghost slaughtered the entire Xiaoyujing, and his strength is far above you and me."

Chen Yu should understand that with the strength of his current deity, at best he can only draw with Su Baoji.

But Su Baoji was dead, and Xiao Yujing was gone too. With such a disparity in strength, it was absolutely impossible for him to shake the ancestor of the red ghost.

However, the situation in front of him is very obvious. The ancestor of the red ghost is absorbing energy and blood, and is still getting stronger, continuing to recover to the peak of the year.

He is just a mummy, and he can show such terrifying power. When he returns to his peak, who else can stop him?

The goal of the Tianchao family has always been the secret of longevity.

If you don't stop him now, you won't be able to stop him anymore.

"If I lose control, remember to give me a sword in the heart." Chen Yu said calmly, and walked forward slowly.

The Wine Sword God stared blankly, but saw another figure standing outside Xiao Yujing's domain.

Baqi Shendai looked at Chen Yu with a smile, and said slowly: "Are you the ghost of Fengdu Mountain in Dongzhou? I remember that many years ago, the four generations of gods of my family died at your hands."

For Chen Yu, Baqi God is no stranger.

Resolving the difficulties in Dongzhou, obliterating the four generations of Gushen, and expelling the five generations of Izanagi have long been deeply engraved in his mind.

"Step aside."

The blood dragon rolled in front of it and was continuously absorbed by the ancestor of the red ghost. Chen Yu didn't have much time to delay.

I saw Yaqi Jindai shook his head slightly, the ancestor is now at a critical moment, of course no one is allowed to disturb.

"The old man is here, you can't make it through."

Seeing this scene, Chen Yu's eyes flickered coldly, and a dark chaotic light emerged, and then filled the entire pupil.

Seeing this scene, the wine sword god in the distance was shocked again.

Chen Yu finally used his true face!
……

Dongzhou, on the top of Buzhou Mountain, inside the huge Lingxiao Temple.

Suddenly there was a sigh, and the ancient divine thoughts slowly revived, and when they opened their eyes, they looked towards the distant Western Tianzhou domain.

There seems to be melancholy, there seems to be pessimism.

"What has been, will be again."

"What has been done will be done again."

"Masters, are you awake?"

A soft sigh fell, and it circled the entire Buzhou mountain.

As the most sacred human domain in Dongzhou, Buzhou Mountain has stood here since ancient times, and there are a total of nine god kings in it.

Except for the God of Wine and Sword, there are eight others who have never left the mountain.

In order to obtain the Six Laws of the Wuhuang Continent, they have never had any involvement in the affairs of the Eastern Continent.

But now, at the moment when facing a major decision, an ancient god king has already woken up.

With the opening and closing of the will, a figure walked out of the hall slowly. This is the White-browed God King.

"The catastrophe of West Tianzhou has nothing to do with Dongzhou. Are you sure the second master is going down the mountain?"

There was another voice, and then a boy appeared, he was the king of Taishi.

"If you let it go, Lao Jiu will die." The White-browed God King shook his head lightly.

The Sword God of Wine followed Chen Yu, just for the picture Wu Yue saw in the dream of the dark code, hoping to prevent the real nightmare from coming to the world.

But now, before the nightmare comes true, Xitianzhou is about to perish. If the ancestors of that dynasty return to their peak, they will also be affected by Buzhou Mountain.

"The master hasn't woken up yet, do we need to wait?" Taishi Shenwang asked again.

He looked back and saw several other figures Xu Bu walked out of Lingxiao Temple. They were all white-haired old men, but each of them was above the eight-star god king!

Seven of the gods on Mount Buzhou have appeared at this moment.

"Why wait any longer, let's go down the mountain." The White-browed God King flicked his sleeves lightly, and a thousand zhangs of light appeared in the sky.

The seven long rainbows disappeared in a flash, turning into meteors and leaving.