The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

"Hoohoo!"

A strong north wind blew, and smoke and dust rolled. Taking this opportunity, Shen Yuanliang controlled the bronze tripod to blend into it, sliding down from the top of the mountain and landing directly on the hair of the Bull Demon Achilles.

"Get to work!"

The big devil swung the whip in his hand and lashed Achilles hard on the back, and the blood immediately dyed the animal skin coat red.

Achilles, who dared not speak but was angry, endured the burning pain, picked up the basket, and walked step by step into the depths of the mine. The torch in his arm crackled and burned, dispelling the darkness.

A few hours later, Achilles, who was at the peak of the seventh realm, held a shovel and dug with all his strength. "Bang", a foot square of ore fell down.

"Buzz!"

The bronze tripod swayed slightly, and then hit the rock wall directly, going deeper and deeper like cutting tofu. The gap, which was smaller than a hair, was difficult to detect.

A few days later, at the center of the mine, Shen Yuanliang, Shitou, and Shouhou transformed into miners and continued to collect blood stones.

Like a hard-working bee, Shen Yuanliang took away the most essential part of the entire blood mine, leaving only some leftovers on the surface. Afterwards, he used the same method to return all the way.

After a near miss, a month later, Shen Yuanliang sat leisurely on the city wall, drinking hot tea and thinking about his next plan.

"It's time to retreat."

"I wonder if I can strengthen my body to the strength of an innate treasure?"

In the entire prehistoric world today, when it comes to physical strength, it still has to be the Witch Clan, especially the Twelve Ancestral Witches, who use the power of laws to refine their bodies, and each of them is comparable to a top-notch innate spiritual treasure.

If they could travel through the chaos and practice hard in seclusion for billions of years, they would have the best hope of further improving their physical bodies.

Meanwhile, in the canyon where the blood mine is located.

With the departure of Shen Yuanliang, the amount of blood-essence stones mined from the mine became less and less every day, especially today, when there was not a single blood-essence stone left.

"boom!"

The mineral vein that stretched for hundreds of thousands of miles collapsed with a loud bang, and a huge pit came into view. All the blood stones were mined out, and not a single piece was left.

Seeing this scene, Menelaos David instantly became furious, and the aura of the peak of the Tenth Realm swept over him.

No matter if they were the Bull Demon miners or the Great Demon overseers, all the Abyss Demons were trembling in fear, fearing that the furious Menelaos would vent his wrath on them.

"Who is it? Who is it?"

"You damned thief, how dare you steal Menelaos' blood stone? I must find you."

……

Cup cover mountain.

One hundred thousand miles east of the Daqian Divine Court, where the Green Emperor Shen Yuanliang used the "cup lid" to kill Yuan Hong, one of the Seven Monsters of Meishan, a dark crack now covered the entire sky.

The monstrous demonic energy surged in, and the land within a radius of tens of thousands of miles gradually turned into the abyss. Both animals and plants underwent mutations.

"Kill! Kill all these abyss demons!"

Under the command of the Left General Yue Fei, the soldiers of Shenting waved their spears and marched forward courageously. The brutal war lasted for tens of thousands of years.

There was a shocking collision between the two worlds. Space cracks were everywhere inside the prehistoric world, especially on the sky. The other end was connected to the abyss world, and countless abyss demons swarmed in.

There are eighty-one such cracks in the entire prehistoric sky, like horrible scars that are difficult to remove. Qingdi City, Zhaixing Tower.

Xin Qiji, the Vice Minister of State Affairs, cupped his hands and asked, "Empress, what does the Human Race's ancestral temple say about the space crack?"

Beigai Mountain is too close to the Daqian Divine Palace. In order to prevent the abyss demons from pouring into the Divine Palace, Daqian mobilized its few imperial guards, under the command of the Left General Yue Fei, to continuously encircle and suppress the demons.

However, the abyss demons continued to emerge in an endless stream, and as soon as one batch died, another batch appeared.

The most urgent task is to heal the space crack as soon as possible. Many strong people have tried it before, even Li Wan'er, who is at the tenth level of martial arts, has tried it, but in the end they were all helpless.

Li Wan'er behind the beaded curtain said: "The human race's ancestral temple has no way to deal with this."

"A thousand years ago, after the four religions, the Heavenly Court, the human race, the witch race, and the demon race agreed to retrace their steps to the west and use their supreme merit to repair the spatial cracks under the vast sky."

Hearing this, Xin Qiji's eyes lit up: "Have you decided on the cast for Journey to the West?"

Repairing the ancient world is a feat of great merit. Those who participate in it may soar to the sky and even enter the realm of Hunyuan Jinxian in an instant.

If the Daqian Divine Court can participate, the Divine Court will have one more Hunyuan Golden Immortal, who can strongly support Fortress No. 72 and reduce the pressure on Your Majesty.

Li Wan'er sighed and said, "After agreement among all parties, the candidates for the journey to the West again are Tang Sanzang, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, and Sha Wujing who went on the journey to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures before."

Hearing this, Xin Qiji frowned and said, "Empress, why aren't we humans involved in this?"

Tang Sanzang is a member of Western Buddhism, Sun Wukong represents Nuwa, Zhu Bajie is the third-generation disciple of the Human Teaching, and Sha Wujing is from the Heavenly Palace. None of them represents the human race.

You know, the human race is the protagonist of the world. How can there be no share for the human race in such a great opportunity?

"King Wu Jifa performed a blood sacrifice throughout the Great Zhou to point out the direction for the Great Abyss World, which led to the disaster today. All forces used this as an excuse to exclude the human race."

Speaking of this, Li Wan'er felt very angry and at the same time a sense of sadness surged up in her heart.

The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors sat in the Fire Cloud Cave, suppressing the destiny of the human race. They were in harmony with the Way of Man, and their status was comparable to that of the saints of Heaven, but their strength was ultimately lacking.

This slight difference makes a world of difference. With the support of many saints, the human race barely occupies the position of the protagonist of heaven and earth. However, the luck and merits they have obtained are all divided up by the saints.

As the protagonist of the world, the human race spread throughout the vast wilderness is just an empty shell. Top combat power is the factor that determines everything.

At the same time, in the Slanting Moon Three Stars Cave.

"Master, Master, your disciple is back."

Looking at the Bodhisattva on the lotus platform, the Monkey King Sun Wukong fell to his knees on the ground, crying inconsolably and recounting the grievances he had suffered over the years.

Sun Wukong had only two masters in his life, one of whom was Taoist Bodhi, and the other "master" was Tang Sanzang.

Back then, he was just a wild monkey who was ignorant. It was his master, Taoist Bodhi, who taught him skills, and all his abilities came from this.

"You're a monkey."

Taoist Bodhi walked down, touched Sun Wukong's head, sighed and said: "You have suffered a lot over the years."

"Due to some special reasons, I can only stay in the Xieyue Sanxing Cave these years and cannot step out of the outside world. I can't do anything about what happened back then."

"This time, I'm going back to the Journey to the West. In a place called Beigai Mountain, Yuan Hong, one of the Four Mischievous Monkeys, was killed there. For you, this is a great opportunity that you must not miss." (End of this chapter)