At night, the moonlight is bright, covering the quiet and peaceful land of Zhongzhou with a layer of holy cloak.

But the tranquility of all sounds was broken by a rumbling sound of the sky, shaking the world into turmoil.

Everyone was shocked. Whether the sleeping monks or the older generation who were confused and in seclusion were awakened at this moment, they all climbed up to the sky and looked at the Red Lotus Sea where the ancient ruins were located.

There, there were thousands of divine lights, and a thick pillar of light penetrated into the sky, knocking out a big hole in the sky. Then a halo brushed across the Red Lotus Sea and stirred up waves.

"There are changes in ancient ruins, and there is such a big change." Many old guys have set off and flew from all directions. "The entire Zhongzhou land is in turmoil, and this matter must be not simple."

"My son, don't have any trouble." Too many saints of great sects went in person and prayed in their hearts. Their sons of gods went to the ruins to look for opportunities, and they might be buried in them.

The quiet night became quite uneasy, and there were figures gathering at the Red Lotus Sea from all directions, not only the people from Zhongzhou, the East Desert, the West Desert, the South Desert, and the North Mountain were also alarmed.

Under the sky, there are dazzling rainbows, each with one person, and the number of them is incalculable. The lineup of the strong is unprecedentedly powerful. There are only one hundred emperor-level people.

When they arrived, they saw the chaotic Honglian Yahai. There were scattered figures escaping, each with scars, each with a mess, and each with pale faces.

"What's the situation?" Everyone came forward to answer, looking at the escaped people in confusion. Didn't they go in to search for treasures and opportunities? They all came back from fighting on the battlefield.

"Don't mention it, the ruins are full of evil spirits." Someone hurriedly replied, then turned around and left, running fast, with many quasi-emperors among them, all of whom were afraid of being beaten in the ruins.

"Evil spirit?" Looking at the figures that kept escaping, the monks from all directions looked at each other in an instant.

"The ancient ruins collapsed." Someone shouted, and everyone looked at it.

The ruins indeed collapsed, broke inch by inch, turned into ashes, and sank into the Red Lotus Sea.

From a distance, you can still hear the howling and whine of the evil spirits, and you can vaguely see the evil spirits roaring with evil thoughts, carrying resentment, and trembling.

The monks from all directions frowned. Today's incident was too horrifying. The ancient ruins were filled with evil spirits. People in the world were kept in the dark. It was obviously a huge tomb.

Now that ancient ruins have collapsed, the evil spirits have also been buried in the Red Lotus Sea. Since then, there have been no remains on the Red Lotus Sea. The so-called legend has also been destroyed in the empress's fairy tears.

But everyone knows that the so-called ancient ruins are not as simple as the rumors. The ruins are full of evil spirits. This is obviously a cemetery, an extremely ancient cemetery.

There are even wise people who have linked this cemetery with the gods of the prehistoric world. Perhaps the Queen of Red Lotus, who was the eternal Emperor, burned the gods of the Eight Desolates, and left them to this era.

The monks from all directions closed their eyes and walked through the sky to find their younger generations and older generations.

There are many people who escaped from the ruins, but less than one-nineth of them. More than 90% of them die in the ruins, either because of treasure hunting, or being sucked and swallowed by evil spirits.

The true man of Jiuxiao had a very accurate look at Xiao Jiuxian, raised his hand to capture him, and said in one sentence, he took her out of the Red Lotus Sea and disappeared in an instant.

"Grandpa, Ye Chen is still alive." Xiao Jiuxian swallowed the pill, and her eyes flashed with laughter.

"Grandpa knew it long ago." Jiuxiao Zhenren smiled and raised his hand slightly to instill essence into her. "Put this aside in advance and tell grandpa why there are many evil spirits in the remains."

"Since grandpa knows why he doesn't tell me." Xiao Jiuxian bulged his mouth, but he still incorporated many things into a wisp of spiritual consciousness and passed them to Jiuxiao Zhenren.

When Jiuxiao real person read it, his old eyes also wrinkled, some were surprised, some were shocked, some were confused, some were shocked, and some were puzzled. As he thought about it, he pulled Xiao Jiuxian and stepped out of the Red Lotus Sea.

Then there was an old man in purple robe, a quasi-emperor who took the Central Emperor away from the crowd.

Afterwards, two old men, one black and one white, took action one after another, and each took away the Southern Emperor and the Northern Saint. An old monk was wearing a cassock, dazzling and led the Western Zun away from the Red Lotus Sea.

What can be seen is that whether it is the Nine Immortals of the Emperor's Family, or the Southern Emperor, the Northern Emperor, the Central Emperor and the Western Emperor, they never forgot to look back at the ancient ruins before leaving, with a look of fear in their eyes.

Until now, everyone is still scared. The ruins are full of evil spirits, and they cannot estimate the number. Moreover, they are all powerful. If they were not for their profound background, they would have probably been buried in it.

After they left, all the nine ancient tribes came, and they found their descendants very accurately.

The gods and goddesses of the nine ancient clans still have their lives, but they are only half of their lives left. They were brought by their elders, and they all had their faces pale and walked away at the gates of hell.

"I have lost all my life." The witch god son cursed and vomited blood. "I can catch up with this good thing that is rare in a thousand years. I didn't look for it, and I almost lost my life inside."

"My son, if your father is not wrong, you are in Houyi's magic arrow!" The great god of the witch clan poured essence into the body of the witch clan's god, but his eyes stared at the spear in his hand.

"That must be a descendant divine arrow." The son of the Witch Clan grinned, gathered many things into spiritual consciousness and passed them to the Witch Clan god, which was so shocked that the bright divine light burst into the eyes of the Witch Clan god.

"Bald Dragon Sword?" On the other side, the Dragon Clan Dragon Emperor was also surprised and stared at the golden broken sword in the hands of the Dragon Clan God's son. It was the object of the ancestors of the Dragon Clan and had been lost for countless years.

"Although it was thrilling, it didn't come in vain." The dragon clan's son pulled off his blood-stained robe, and after finishing his work, he did not forget to wipe the Balong's broken knife, "This dragon knife is so smooth to use."

"I almost died." The son of the barbarian god, the goddess of the ancient tribe, and the goddess of the spirit tribe were all beside their elders, and they all used their spiritual sense to transmit voices, telling the strange things in the ruins.

"What, the holy body is still alive." Compared to them, the gods and demons were much more lively. The gods and the gods were all roaring like madmen regardless of their injuries. The older generations in their family were also cold and murderous.

"The Holy Body is still alive?" Honglian Yehai was immediately in an uproar, "This news is a bit scary. Three years ago, wasn't Ye Chen destroyed by all directions?"

"It's obvious that Ye Chen deceived everyone by hiding the truth." Someone sighed.

"I calculated with my fingers that the previous ruins must be very lively." Many old guys stroked their beards meaningfully and said earnest words.

"I haven't seen Ye Chen come out this time, and 80% have been buried in the remains." Many powerful people opened their eyes and glanced at the people who escaped from the remains, but did not see Ye Chen.

"It's really damn." Ye Hai, the quasi-emperor of the Immortal Clan snorted coldly, constantly pouring essence into the immortal Clan's god's son to heal his wounds, but his old eyes were covered with cold light, "Ye Chen, you are so bold."

"It's a bargain for him to be buried in the ruins." Another quasi-emperor of the immortal clan said coldly.

Listening to the cold voices of his two quasi-emperors, although the immortal gods also had a fierce face, they did not say anything. He knew that Ye Chen was still alive and had the six immortal eyes, so he would not die so easily.

He had never told Ye Chen that he was still alive, let alone Ye Chen had the six immortal eyes.

He had his plan, and the Six Paths of Immortal Eyes are against the Heavens. If he was found out by his own quasi-emperor, he would definitely have nothing to do. If he wanted to swallow the Immortal Eyes alone, he had to keep this secret.

The huge Red Lotus Sea has become much empty because people keep walking on the sky.

However, there are still many figures looking for their younger generations, all of which are extremely ugly. They have never been found, such as the Holy Land of Heavenly Punishment, the Yuhua Divine Dynasty, and the Cangling Palace.

The three sons of the gods of his family were not swallowed by evil spirits, but were all killed by Ye Chen. No one knows this, but it is not difficult to guess how could Ye Chen not settle the matter before in the ruins?

In addition to them, there is also the Yaochi Holy Land. The Yaochi Fairy Mother came and did not see her goddess.

"Immortal Mother, the goddess..." The Great Sage of Yaochi frowned and looked at the Immortal Mother of Yaochi one after another.
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