There was a loud "boom", and before Jiang Yunchen could think much, he was knocked away by the huge shock wave. The thinking in his mind also stopped at this moment. After the sound, there was no more sound in the world.
This huge earthquake caused countless creatures in Pangu Continent to look sideways, and the sounds of horror came one after another. Countless birds and beasts rushed away from the explosion area like crazy. Countless cultivators, regardless of whether they were immortals, monsters, or monsters, actually fled together. For a while, they were only shocked and ran away.
The mainland is in panic.
The land is dark and dark, the kingdom of death.
Under the dim blood-red sky, the rolling sea of blood trickled endlessly. The sounds of ghosts crying and howling in the sea of blood continued. Countless ferocious bloody hands scrambled to grab high into the sky. There were countless terrifying creatures in the sea of blood.
Monsters look around, looking for opportunities to devour the souls wandering low in the sky. This is the soul world, the final destination of the souls of all living beings in the three realms. Here, survival is everything.
In the center of the Blood Sea, a high mountain towers into the sky, named Buzhou. However, there is not a drop of blood water within a hundred miles around this mountain. The crystal clear water surrounds Buzhou Mountain, and all kinds of sea tribes swim happily in the water, from time to time.
Several water jets shot up into the sky, which was as beautiful as a painting.
Buzhou Mountain is lush and lush, with primeval high forests covering the entire mountain. Animals are playing in the forest, birds are flying freely, and countless rare treasures are scattered everywhere. If you are in it, you really can't get enough of the beautiful scenery at the moment. I only hope to be in the middle of this life.
The scenery along the way, the mountains all the way, through the heavy clouds, the top of the mountain is extremely dark. Purple lightning strikes from the dense dark clouds, but it is extremely clever and stopped in time, so as not to harm the plants and trees on the top of the mountain.
In the center of the top of the mountain, a huge circular square seems to be formed naturally. It is magnificent and uncanny. There are huge stone statues around the square with different shapes. Some are crying, some are laughing, some are happy and some are sad. It seems that someone has carved out the joys, sorrows and joys of this world.
, joys and sorrows.
Directly north of the square, there is a row of huge stone chairs. There are five stone chairs in total, all about a hundred feet high. The material is like jade and water, crystal clear, exuding a faint halo, and the backs of the chairs are carved with dragons and phoenixes.
Mysterious runes also wander among them, demonstrating supreme divine power.
There was a loud "boom", and on the stone chair on the far right, a red light suddenly shot up into the sky and went straight into the sky. The entire Buzhou Mountain was shaken, the clear sea water made countless ripples, and the fish on the bottom of the sea scattered in all directions.
go.
The red light dissipated, and the huge shadow sat calmly on the stone chair. His face was blurry and his expression was as calm as an ancient well. There was no wave at all. A golden light shot out in front of him, and the entire mountain top was suddenly illuminated.
As the golden light faded, a huge chessboard instantly appeared on the huge square. The white chess pieces in front of the shadow slowly rose from the chessboard, and the pieces were dotted with the endgame.
"The Evil God finally sensed his presence! Hahaha!"
A maniacal laugh looked up to the sky, and flashed from a distance. A man dressed in black with black hair stood on a huge stone chair that suddenly appeared on the opposite side. His momentum was as majestic as the sky, penetrating every corner of the sea of blood, and there was a dark light in his eyes.
flash.
The strong death aura all over his body silenced the ghosts in the world. He placed his hands behind his back, and his eyes revealed a strong murderous intent. He took a leisurely step forward, and the huge stone statue behind him instantly turned into dust all over the sky. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if everything in the world was in his hands.
But blow it away.
With the arrival of the man in black, the black chess pieces in front of him also slowly rose from the chessboard, echoing the white pieces in a distant manner, and together they formed a game of heaven and earth.
"Evil God? I am looking forward to your performance! Hahaha!"
Amidst the wild laughter, thousands of miles away, the entire Cangyou Death Kingdom fell into deathly silence. The originally uneasy spirit ghosts also obediently retracted into their lairs and did not dare to open their eyes to visit.
At the same moment, in the Lingxiao Palace, the supreme ruling center of the Cangyou Dead Kingdom, the Earth Emperor Mo Chunqiu frowned and murmured to himself: "Why did the Cangyou Brutal Spirit suddenly lose contact with me? Could it be that the emperor's conspiracy has been exposed?
People see through it? Pangu Continent is really worthy of my emperor’s iron hooves, hahaha!”
...
After the shocking explosion, everything was desolate and devastated. A huge pit the size of a city appeared in front of everyone. In mid-air, the heads of the five major sects of Shu Tower, Qionghua Terrace, Fuyun Yuan, Demon Spirit Pavilion, and Tianshi Mansion were all
Everyone gasped in unison. Is such a huge destructive power really beyond the reach of human beings?
"It's so lively, why don't we see the old fox in Kunlun Palace and the bull nose in Maoshan Garden?"
Ximen Wushang, the current Heavenly Master of Tianshi Mansion, frowned and asked.
"There are auras of disciples from Kunlun Palace and Maoshan Garden here. Is it possible that such a big movement was caused by these two sects?"
Demon Lord Wolf of Demon Spirit Pavilion said calmly.
"I think this matter may be related to the massacre of Wangumen a few days ago."
Dongfang Xiao, the head of Shu Tower, narrowed his eyes, and his words were full of murderous intent. Shu Tower and Wangu Gate had always been on good terms with each other on weekdays, and Wangu Xuanye, the great elder of Wangu Gate, and his beloved brother, now that his brother is dead,
But I don’t even know who my enemy is, how shameful!
"Well? In that case, we might as well split up and go to Kunlun Palace and Maoshan Garden to figure it out and get over it!"
Luo Wudao, the leader of Fuyunyuan, said impatiently after thinking for a moment, and then flew towards the Kunlun Palace.
"Then Senior Brother Ximen, Senior Brother Dongfang and I will go to Maoshan Garden."
A charming voice sounded softly, and Meng Yufu, the head of Qionghuatai, smiled slightly.
"All right."
Dongfang roared, and a sigh rushed out.
Several other people looked at each other, nodded slightly, and followed the two of them.
In the dim space, streaks of blue flames suddenly appeared from all around, and the sky and the earth seemed to be chaos. Cheng Chi slowly opened his eyes, and all he saw was darkness.
"You're really lucky, kid."
A faint voice, mixed with a hint of joy, came from beside him. Zhang Daoling and the shadowy Chu Zhenxiong were sitting next to Cheng Chi, relying on each other.
"Master Immortal, be careful!"
Cheng Chi tried his best to open his eyes that were blurred by tears, looked at the black shadow Chu Zhenxiong fiercely and shouted in a low voice.
"It doesn't matter, he is in no danger now."
Zhang Daoling sighed slightly. At this time, the Cang You Ruo Ling was like a piece of white paper. It had no thoughts and could only be regarded as a living creature. He didn't know whether Uncle Chu's spiritual consciousness had been integrated with it.
"Where's that devil! I want revenge!"
Cheng Chi's chest heaved violently and he roared.
"Calm down first. If you keep doing this, I'm afraid you'll be dead soon! Why take revenge!"
Seeing the pillars of blood spurting out, Zhang Daoling's heart sank and he shouted loudly.
"Immortal Master...I...ah!"
Cheng Chi screamed and burst into tears. How could he, a young boy, bear the death of his parents once his family was ruined?
"Hey, everything depends on the number of days. Please be patient and accept the changes."
Zhang Daoling didn't know how to comfort Cheng Chi. He had also experienced the death of his parents. The man shed tears easily, but he was not sad yet.