The four ancestor-level figures created turmoil one after another, slaughtering countless creatures, and then broke out in fierce battles with Xiao Ye. The entire Three Thousand Worlds had long since withered, and the four god-level races had been overthrown. The surviving creatures were extremely rare. Overall,
It's like a scene of chaos at the beginning when the world first opened.
"Is everything over?"
"Haha, this is the tragedy of the weak!"
The mid-autumn wind blew up in the universe, and the cold air hit human bones. Some surviving creatures slowly came out of their hiding places. Looking at the piles of corpses and the ruins of their homes, their hearts felt cold and blocked. There was no joy in surviving the disaster.
feeling.
This turmoil has buried too much.
"Father, mother, where are you!"
A young man who looked like an alien beast, with the body of an ox and the head of a deer, quickly moved across the universe.
He is a genius of a middle-level race in the Three Thousand Worlds, and his parents are also famous and powerful men in this race.
When the aftermath of the battle between the Fourth Ancestor and Xiao Ye hit, his parents activated the teleportation formation and teleported him to the border areas of the Three Thousand Realms, allowing him to escape.
Soon, the young man rushed to a huge magic circle.
However, this formation has long since been abandoned, all the formation patterns have been wiped out, and it is surrounded by densely packed corpses, all of which belong to his clansmen.
The young man rushed forward frantically. Where could he find the bones of his parents?
"It's gone, it's all gone!"
The young man screamed in pain, with blue tears flowing from his eyes.
"You are the only one left in the world, it is better to rush to hell."
At this moment, a rather raw voice came, and then the body of the young man with the body of an ox and the head of a deer shattered silently.
Among the broken bones, a ball of soul light was frightened by the invisible force, soared into the sky, and was swallowed up by a rolling cloud of smoke.
"Three Thousand Realms, Deer Clan..."
It was as if the memory in the light of the soul had been absorbed and refined in the mist. A whisper came out, and then floated forward.
Soon, in the void of a great world that had been destroyed, there was news that there was another unparalleled strong man who had survived, and the light of his soul was swallowed up by the clouds and smoke.
This cloud of smoke billows forward, very terrifying, like a big hand of darkness, covering the three thousand worlds that have withered.
During this process, no fluctuations broke out, so the surviving creatures were unaware of it and were still immersed in the sorrow after the disaster.
"Does that god-level powerhouse want to destroy the entire Three Thousand Worlds?"
Behind this cloud, Xiao Ye's figure appeared, following him from a distance, his heart beating wildly and his face full of shock.
The thing he least wanted to see happened.
After this sleeping god-level powerhouse woke up, he showed his evil thoughts and took action against three thousand sentient beings!
This is definitely a disaster more terrifying than the turmoil caused by ancestors!
Because he still had the strength to fight against the ancestors who harvested the prosperous times, but how could he stop this god-level powerhouse?
This is simply an unsolvable situation.
"no!"
"We can't go on like this. Even if he dies, we must stop him!"
Seeing several surviving creatures at the peak of the Saint level again, Xiao Ye gritted his teeth, repairing his injuries and adjusting his condition, gathering strength and preparing to strike to the death.
Although he is not a bad person, he has his own principles and bottom line and cannot tolerate such things happening.
For Xiao Ye's actions, the god-level man did not react excessively. It seemed that he had never taken Xiao Ye into his eyes at all, so he didn't bother to pay attention to it.
God is cold and heartless.
Beings in the category of Slaughter Saint seem to be doing an extremely ordinary thing, just doing whatever they want.
"This is a strange place after all."
"I have devoured the souls of these creatures, but it is difficult to restore my memory. Who am I, why do I appear here, and why am I still in a coma..."
Just when Xiao Ye sped up and rushed forward, ready to take action, a whisper suddenly came from the clouds of smoke, like a mysterious spell, making Xiao Ye slightly stunned.
Immediately afterwards, he saw that the god-level powerhouse seemed to have lost interest in taking action. The clouds of smoke shook and floated towards a destroyed world.
In this great world, which belongs to the Tengluo race, not a single living thing can be seen anymore.
Tsk tsk tsk!
In an instant, a chaotic mist dispersed, covering the whole world.
"This god-level powerhouse has lost his memory?"
"Is he looking for his own memory?"
Xiao Ye was a little stunned, staring at the moving mist. After hesitating for a moment, he finally stopped and then left quietly.
This god-level powerhouse suddenly stopped, which was the best possible outcome.
As for what the situation will be like in the future, he can't predict it.
The human race is also beyond recognition. The vast territory is in ruins. No complete starry sky can be seen anymore. The four ends of the world have been shattered. There are traces of fierce battles everywhere.
This is even more true as for the world of Soul Zen.
Xiao Ye's figure appeared in the old site of the Soul Zen World, and he used the power of the pseudo-god to barely repair the world.
Whoosh!
On a star condensed from endless ruins, Xiao Ye's figure fell from the sky, rushed into the ground, and split an underground space. The tower-shaped mark on his chest glowed, and suddenly figures rushed out from it. It was at the critical moment.
time, the relatives and old friends who were included in the Tower of Time by Xiao Ye.
"Yi Zi, fortunately you're fine!"
"father!"
"Father!"
"Holy Son!"
…
Nangong Xingyu, the Four True Spirit Emperors, Bingya, Xiao Nian, Xiao Fan, Xuan Xiao, Qingze and others all gave excited cheers when they saw Xiao Ye.
Although Xiao Ye was injured and stained with blood, the fact that he was still alive was the greatest comfort to them.
After all, they also knew very well what Xiao Ye was facing.
"Ye Zi, where are the Qitian Renzu and the others?"
The next moment, Nangong Xingyu released his holy consciousness and spread it around. He noticed that the world had changed and the human race was withering. His expression suddenly changed.
Others also reacted, and their mood dropped to freezing point.
"The beginning of time is gone, and you are now one of the few remaining survivors of the human race."
"Now let alone the human race, even the Three Thousand Worlds may not be able to be saved..."
Under the gaze of everyone, Xiao Ye smiled bitterly and recounted the process of the shocking battle and the subsequent twists and turns in detail.
"Holy Son, you...what did you say?"
"The mysterious creature that was sealed during the ancient clan war in the early days of Taichu has awakened? He turned out to be a true god-level powerhouse!"
Xuan Xiao and Qingze both exclaimed, with shock on their faces.
Others were also confused and frightened.
In the Three Thousand Realms, a god-level powerhouse actually appeared!
This is an existence that can subvert everything. As long as the other party is willing, it is not difficult to destroy the three thousand worlds.
