No one knew about the changes that occurred in the Chaos Land, the first region of God's Land, as if the hand of fate was pushing it.
As for the human race in the Three Thousand Realms, as the death knell of Taichu rang, the entire race seemed very depressed.
Bingya, the Three Emperors of True Spirit, Xiao Fan, Xiao Nian and other warriors from True Spirit, all covered with silk, gathered in Xiaojia Village in True Spirit Continent.
And all the powerful men in the Nine Meridians Land were all dressed in mourning clothes and worshiping from a distance towards the Soul Zen World.
Moreover, cries of mourning can be heard from human races everywhere.
Xiao Ye rose up strongly in the human race and put down too many turmoils. After founding Taichu, he helped many people regardless of past grudges. This kind of kindness is enough to be remembered for a lifetime.
Many strong men from the human race spontaneously rose into the sky and followed them to worship the Taichu headquarters. In this way, they commemorated the passing of the leader of the human race.
This is an extremely tragic picture.
The divine land is opened, and strong men from all races rush to it. This is definitely not a peaceful journey, and there are unpredictable changes.
Even a being like the Lord of the Beginning has fallen, which makes people very worried about what kind of disaster will happen in the world.
Strong men from all races entered it, how many are still alive now?
"Xiao Ye, did you disappear like this..."
On an ancient star in the soul Zen world, there is a fragrant fragrance permeating the nostrils. A woman's purple hair is soft and shiny. Her flawless face is full of sadness, and her beautiful eyes are shining.
, because of the excessive emotional fluctuations, her delicate body was constantly shaking.
She is none other than Princess Tiancan.
After Tiancan Holy Emperor and Xiao Ye joined forces to enter the divine land, the other party took the remaining clan members and stayed in the soul Zen world as a guest.
"Princess, you don't have to be too sad."
"It is indeed a pity that the Lord of the Beginning has fallen, but the aura of the Holy Emperor is still there, so he must still be alive."
An old man from the Celestial Silkworm Saint Clan came across the sky and spoke to comfort him.
"The Lord of Taichu was very kind to our race. Now that the news of his death has spread, not only the foreign races, but also the human race will definitely be uneasy."
"Before my father returns, I will lead my people to protect Taichu."
Princess Tiancan was silent for a long time, a look of determination appeared on her face, and after speaking, she walked towards the Taichu headquarters.
"well!"
"What a pity, God is jealous of talented people."
Looking at Princess Tiancan's back, the old man had a wry smile on his face.
How could he not understand the other person's thoughts?
If the Lord of Taichu could marry Princess Tiancan, I believe many people in the Holy Clan would be happy to see it.
As spring passes and autumn comes, the great wheel of history of the Three Thousand Worlds rolls forward.
People with keen senses can clearly detect that an extremely tit-for-tat aura swept through the various races, like a storm coming and the wind filling the building.
Looking at the history of the three thousand world eras, every time a divine land is opened, it means that a new era of reincarnation is coming.
Under the trend of ambition and desire, the cycle of eras will cover the entire Three Thousand, allowing all races to reshuffle.
The opening of the divine land this time was accompanied by rumors of the birth of a god-level powerhouse, and the impact it brought was absolutely unprecedented.
Now all the tribes are dormant and have not taken action. They are just waiting for the final result of the battle for the divine creation in the divine land.
Perhaps, this time a race will emerge in the Three Thousand Worlds that can surpass hundreds of millions of creatures and rule the Three Thousand.
And this waiting did not last too long.
Buzz!
In the universe of the Three Thousand Worlds, space-time corridors lit up, and haggard figures covered with scars stumbled out of them.
Returning to Three Thousand, these figures were roaring vigorously, venting to their heart's content, and expressing their excitement.
"Adolf of the Amethyst race has returned from the land of God, but he was seriously injured. The Amethyst army he led was completely dead and wounded, and there are only two peak Saint-level experts in the clan left!"
"The six princes of the Stone Spirit race all bled in the divine land, and the Stone Emperor who oppressed the heavens has disappeared."
"The ancient Youting clan of the human race was swallowed up by the gods and earth, and there is no trace anymore. The three ancient clan leaders of Shuangtong, Jiuxiao, and Tianren have fallen!"
"This time there were many three thousand creatures who found the most mysterious first domain of God and Earth, but a big change happened there. Many powerful people lost their lives there, and Xiao Ye, the Lord of Taichu, was one of them.
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"The powerful men of races such as Fire Phoenix and Vampire have not come out after entering the first realm of God and Land."
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Each piece of earth-shattering news is like thunder rumbling above the heads of all living beings.
The universe seemed to have stopped, falling into a deathly tranquility. There was no sound, and billions of living beings were trembling in fear.
For many people, the Divine Land is a place full of treasures and opportunities. Every time it is opened, although all races will suffer damage, they can also bring back many good treasures. It can be said that risks and rewards coexist.
But this trip to the gods and earth turned out to be so tragic that not even one out of ten people returned.
Not to mention the ordinary races, even the middle and top races suffered such heavy losses. All races were severely damaged. Almost half of the top experts in the three thousand worlds were lost, and their overall strength plummeted.
Especially Stone King.
Many people think that the rumored candidate for the god-level powerhouse to appear this time is the Stone Emperor.
But as a result, all the princes under the Stone Emperor died, and the Stone Spirit race was almost wiped out. Even the frighteningly senior Stone Emperor disappeared without a trace, and he was probably bleeding in the gods?
OMG!
What happened in the divine land!
The strong men considered the most promising by various races have all fallen one after another. So who will be able to achieve god-level creation this time?
All races are speculating and discussing, wanting to learn more about the returnees.
But it is a pity that no one who knows the truth has left the land of God.
The tit-for-tat tension among the major races collapsed in an instant, and the Three Thousand Realms ushered in a strange period of calm, and the cycle of epochs did not break out.
Because all races seem to feel vaguely that an invisible black curtain is approaching the three thousand worlds, and it is difficult to predict the good or bad.
What they need to do now is to cultivate their health and recuperate and face various changes that may occur, instead of fighting among different races.
At this time, no one knew that the terrifying fluctuations in the vast divine land were slowly receding after climbing to a peak.
The five great ancestor-level warriors competed for the god-level creation, but no one could watch the battle.
If there is a peak saint-level expert here, he will definitely find that there are traces and wisps of chaotic light lingering, forcibly cutting off the rules in the divine land.
"I have transformed myself into a part of the divine land, but I am also bound by the rules of the divine land. But it won't be long before I can return to Three Thousand."
A low roar seemed to come from the netherworld, resounding throughout the divine land, as if it was venting its inner joy, and also seemed to be foreshadowing something.
