The entire Lianxu Mountains were shattered under the violent attack, the world was trembling constantly, the space was shattered, and before the world could start to recover, it shattered again. Countless energy of wind, thunder, earth and fire surged, impacting this fragile world.
The treasure of the Shura Demon Clan is enough to make anyone crazy. Even these playboys who are afraid of life and death, at this moment, were blinded by countless treasures and kept attacking, while Hemu, Wuya, and Bai Erye fought and retreated. Even if they were the Chaos Clan, they could not bear it when facing the crazy attacks of hundreds of powerful people of the same level.
Ji Yun and Chu Lu took the lead in retreating into the ancestral hall, looking for the inheritance left by the Wuji Sect.
Suddenly, Ji Yun stopped and looked at Chu Lu coldly.
"Let's go! Why don't you leave? It will be troublesome when they chase you in!"
"Tell me! What the hell is going on!"
Chu Lu was stunned for a moment. At this critical moment, Ji Yun actually lost his links. He looked at him angrily and said, "When we find the things left by the Saint of Wuji, we will talk about them?"
"It's OK." Ji Yun thought for a moment and nodded.
"Firefire!"
The faint light and shadow condensed in the hall, forming a virtual figure. As soon as the firefly appeared, he bowed and said, "My master, have you found the inheritance left by the old master?"
Chu Lu looked at the firefly and was stunned. He quickly took out the Lu Shen notes and found the page recording the Dragon Pagoda, which contained detailed images and descriptions of the firefly.
He looked at Ji Yun deeply, but he didn't expect that the Dragon Pagoda would actually be on him.
Ji Yun had no intention of hiding it, or rather, Chu Lu and his actions to protect him had just been recognized by him.
"Look at which thing here is left by your old master."
The fireflies were checking around the ancestral hall, their eyes fixed on the statue deep in the hall, and they immediately showed an ecstatic expression. This statue was the Saint of Wuji!
"My master, wait!" Firefly said and pointed at his eyebrows, and a silver light flew out and penetrated into the forehead of the statue. The silver light quickly expanded, forming a vortex of one meter high, sucking the three of them in.
"Bang bang!"
In a desolate world, the sound of heavy objects falling sounded, and Ji Yun climbed out of a human-shaped pit with difficulty, looking very embarrassed.
Feeling that his hands and feet were hard to wave, Ji Yun gritted his teeth and looked at the firefly floating in the air and laughed: "What the hell is going on!"
"This... the old master didn't count the inheritance land for so long before it was opened, so the rules here will gradually become stronger as the outside world breaks..."
Firefly spread his hands and said helplessly.
Ji Yun rolled his eyes and helped Chu Lu out of a human-shaped pit. The two of them seemed to be sitting on the desolate land, panting heavily.
The world's suppression of their strength is even more terrifying than outside. Chu Lu can also exert the strength of the peak emperor outside, but now, the peak spirit master is at its limit, and Ji Yun is the same. It can be said that it is extremely painful to withstand the gravity suppression of this world.
"You can tell me now, what's going on?" Ji Yun began to ask after a breath of relief.
"What do you want to know?"
"In this world, all the situations in the Shura Demon Clan!"
"As you wish, this world is called Wuji World, which is the natal world of Wuji Saint. A hundred years ago, Wuji Saint fell and left his inheritance here."
"At the same time, during this hundred era, countless people were looking for the natal world of the Saint Wuji. Later, someone discovered Lu Shen, the eldest disciple of the Saint Wuji, and took Lu Shen's notes from him, and we found this place."
"But it's a pity that the Saint of Wuji fell for 100 years. The Wuji World and the Saint of Wuji come from the same origin. If the Saint of Wuji Falls, the Wuji World will also disappear. In these years, the Wuji World has been constantly collapsing and shrinking. The current section is less than one ten thousandth of the past..."
"One ten thousand?" Ji Yun almost glared out. Yunhao's world... it should be the Wuji world. Such a huge world is less than one ten thousandth of the past? How huge should the Wuji world in its heyday?
"What about the Shura Demon Clan?"
"The Shura Demon Clan is the king of our Chaos Clan and the most powerful clan. However, ten million years ago, the Shura Demon Clan died silently, and even the Saint of Shura fell. The Shura World was beaten to pieces..."
Chu Lu and Ji Yun talked a lot, including the distribution of endless territory, the power of the Chaos Clan, the Chaos Clan, and the extremely powerful Chaos Clan. The king who dominated the endless territory now has only nine major clans left. Among them, the most powerful Shura Demon Clan was still destroyed ten million years ago, which is a fatal blow to the Chaos Clan.
After listening to Chu Lu's long and short description, Ji Yun also understood what the Saint Lord was. The Saint Lord was the strongest man in the endless territory. They dominate one side and possess endless life and the most powerful power. The fall of each Saint Lord is enough to shake the endless territory.
Especially when the destruction of the Shura Demon Clan was destroyed, the endless territory was in endless panic, especially the Chaos Clan, who instantly hugged them and searched for the murderer who destroyed the Shura Demon Clan. They could destroy the Shura Demon Clan silently and kill the Shura Saint Lord at the same time. Such strength was too terrifying, so terrifying that they felt a fatal crisis.
"Shura Saint..." Ji Yun's eyes were a little confused. Such a huge Shura Demon Clan made him feel boundless pride and sigh when he heard it. However, such a powerful tribe had been removed from the Chaos Clan.
"We have notified the elders of the clan that they believe they will come to pick you up in no time." Chu Lu said helplessly. In their opinion, Ji Yun, the third generation of Shura Demon clan, could survive, which was simply a miracle.
Perhaps, it was because the elders of the Shura Demon clan had placed him in the Wuji World very early, waiting for him to break the seal himself, but it was the Wuji World. This made Chu Lu very curious. Did he plan it long ago?
Yuan Tu can really run, and he can run in such a remote place... Ji Yun admired Yuan Tu very much. Just after Chu Lu's description, he could imagine how remote the Wuji world was. Everyone searched for the endless territory for a hundred years, and finally found it under the guidance of the map, which shows how remote it is.
"When will the elders in your clan arrive in the Wuji World?"
"Probably...a few thousand years...after all, it's very far!" Chu Lu shrugged and said disapprovingly. Thousands of years seemed to them just a matter of sleep, but for Ji Yun, it was like a mortal who was about to step into the starry sky...
After licking his chapped lips, Chu Lu found that he seemed to have said a lot just now, and it seemed that he had not said much in millions of years.
Three balls of light fell from the air, and after a few loud noises on the ground, three human-shaped pits were smashed out.
Wuya and the other two crawled out cursingly, feeling the restraint and suppression on their bodies, their faces turned pale. Bai Erye even pointed at the sky and scolded Wuji Saint Lord for not being a thing. He heard it and trembled all over, and he wanted to slap him to death.
"Stop being poor! Go away quickly! They are catching up!" Hemu quickly pulled Ji Yun and started running away.
"Why? You didn't kill them all?" Ji Yun said in surprise. They are all the Chaos clan! The born strong men can't even handle a group of playboys?
The three of them staggered and almost fell to the ground, looking at Ji Yun strangely.
"Do you think we are the third generation members just like you? Please! We can't even squeeze in the tenth generation!"
Ji Yun closed his mouth tactfully and hid many things in his heart. He knew that Hemu and the others thought he had sealed the Wuji World for the ancestors of the Shura Demon Clan, and the Blood Slaughter Sword was just an imitation. After all, how could a clan's heavy weapon be handed over to a little hairy child?
He was not going to reveal the news that Lu Chong was still alive. Lu Chong was the third generation of the Shura Demon clan, a powerful man who survived the disaster of extermination. If he exposed Lu Chong's news, he might cause endless trouble.
Just so happened that he could pretend not to know anything, while getting the information he wanted from Hemu and others. However, in fact, he really knew nothing. Compared with the knowledge of Hemu and others, his knowledge was as immature as a newborn baby and an old man who had seen all the vicissitudes of life.
Under Hemu's command, several people ran towards a raised place on the horizon in the distance.
Now, Ji Yun, who knew the real situation, can no longer treat Hemu as a twelve-year-old child. This guy... is essentially a strong man who has lived for countless epochs!
Along the way, Ji Yun kept asking about the situation of the Chaos Clan and the Endless Territory, and they all patiently answered it, but there were some things they never answered. Their answers were the same as Lu Chong, and some things needed to be touched by themselves, which made him very depressed.
"Boom boom boom!"
The sound of wind and thunder came from behind him. Hemu turned around and saw a huge painting workshop behind him coming through the air, making their faces look extremely ugly.
In this world, they suppress their strength more thoroughly and cannot even fly. The Chaos Clan is a race that is extremely confident in its own strength and rarely borrows external forces. In this simply unfair speed competition, they naturally fell into a defeat.
"Ji Yun, where is your glazed boat?"
Ji Yun slapped his forehead and quickly took out a small and exquisite glass boat, which was picked up by Hemu.
"I will return it to you after using it!" Hemu said as he made a handprint and slapped it on the glazed boat. Suddenly, the glazed boat shone with colorful light. Ji Yun looked at it curiously, and he had never touched the method of forcibly refining the spiritual treasure.
"Can you hand me this...?"
The few people were stunned. The refining method, as the most basic method, Ji Yun, the third generation of the Chaos clan, did not know it. It was as funny as if he had heard a person who had lived for decades saying that he could not eat.
But if you think about it carefully, you will feel that it’s nothing. Perhaps, the Shura Demon Power only put some important inheritances into Ji Yun’s mind.
In fact, they guessed it well. At that time, Yuan Tu just passed on the main swordsmanship of the Shura Demon clan to him.
"Chu Lu!"
He Mu said concisely, Chu Lu nodded understandingly, and a light penetrated Ji Yun's forehead with a snap of his finger...