I'm just a big Luo Jinxian

Less than 1 minutes later.

"Boom--"

A sea of ​​purple thunder destroyed the mountains in all directions, not only annihilating all tangible things, even space and energy were not spared.The place is vast, like a sea of ​​purple thunder, with huge waves, and nothing else exists.

No, there is also a majestic phantom that looks like a prehistoric mountain.At this time, he also looked extremely embarrassed. Such a powerful and extraordinary existence, which should be majestic and shocking, is screaming and roaring at this moment. It is hard to imagine what kind of torture he is enduring.

Although Mo Taixu's advanced skills cannot be compared with the incarnations of the Second Emperor of the Eastern Heaven, compared to the native-born prehistoric peoples, it is not an exaggeration to say that he looks down on the world.

He even cultivated star points on the acupuncture points in his body, a total of 360 five stars gradually rose up, turning into a pattern of stars to prop up.Although the stars exploded one after another in quick succession, they truly blocked the destructive Zixiao Divine Thunder for him.

"First Taixuan died, Ye Lingyu died too, Lin Fei, an outsider, doesn't count!"

"This deity is the most powerful person in the prehistoric world today! If I can't prove the ultimate attainment status, then who has the qualification?!" Mo Tai was so vain and mad, his whole body was scorched black, and he vomited blood, almost going crazy.

But under such circumstances, an extremely cold voice suddenly sounded: "I!"

"Boom--"

A figure suddenly appeared outside the sea of ​​thunder, and with a flick of a finger, a drop of extremely heavy water dropped into it, causing the thunder to boil violently.

Mo Taixu was frightened and angry, his eyes were about to burst.

"Han Qiling, how dare you?!"

And without any suspense, the same drama is also playing out on Long Aotian's side.

The two supreme golden immortals have been brilliant for 3000 years, but they have ushered in the greatest crisis, and they are almost doomed to perish in grief and indignation.

The Alliance of Ten Thousand Races seems to work together, but in the end it seems to be at odds with each other.

Han Qiling and Feng Hechu were able to betray Lin Fei back then, and now they can betray the Ten Thousand Races Alliance again.

The knife stabbing from behind is the most cruel and deadly.

......

"puff!"

Lin Fei smashed the sin of heaven in his hand, and a huge unicorn head rolled down, and it immediately exploded into a blood mist under the brutal killing intent and sword intent.The headless corpse spewed out a fountain of ten feet of blood, and fell to the ground with a crash, causing the earth to tremble.

"Flee!" Whoever yelled first, the voice was trembling, and there was even a hint of crying.

cry?

"Hahaha!" Taiyi's legs had dissipated, but he still laughed wildly, and even subconsciously patted his own thigh, but it was only lonely.

But this did not affect his sarcasm, and he continued to point Jiangshan: "This is the courage of the Ten Thousand Races Golden Immortal? I thought that if I killed that old dog, there would be no such shameful things anymore. It seems that I think too much."

"Based on your character, are you worthy of coveting the position of extreme dao? It really is a frog who wants to eat eagle meat!"

Di Jun glanced at him, and said "friendly reminder" again: "It's the toad who wants to eat swan meat."

Old Tai Yi blushed, and immediately couldn't bear it any longer, and roared at him: "Shut up! Can my self-made metaphor work?"

This scene stunned everyone in Beicheng.

This...is the Second Emperor of the East Heaven?Why does it feel different from what you imagined?

Shouldn't it be the demeanor of a very strong man, with a stern face, no smile, and incomparable majesty?What's up with the déjà vu of a stunned young man who is a demolisher?

But even Tai Yi's sarcasm cannot stop the Wanzu Jinxian's decision to flee.

For a time, the field was full of torn spaces, full of void passages.

But the figures of the golden immortals were executed one after another under the sin of heaven, blood staining the world.

The heinous killings committed against the human race in the past 3000 years have finally come to the moment of repayment.

It is worth mentioning that with the fall of such an exaggerated number of golden immortals, the violent rain of blood has covered the entire prehistoric continent.

Green mountain peaks, green grasslands, yellow sand deserts, azure blue seas, black fertile fields...  

The entire prehistoric and boundless vastness, except for the Four Great Jedi, is bathed in blood rain!

Countless creatures of all races looked at the blood rain, and they were all terrified in their hearts.

"Lord, why is this happening? Could it be the Golden Immortal Venerable of our Ten Thousand Races Alliance..." A young Sky-Splitting Demon Butterfly said in a trembling voice, feeling cold hands and feet and numb limbs.

"Snapped!"

What greeted him was a loud and crisp slap.The lord was so emotional that he couldn't hold back his strength, so he directly flew the latter out, and yelled loudly: "Presumptuous! Stop talking nonsense! We are so powerful that the Ten Thousand Races Alliance is so powerful, how can we lose?!"

It's just that he has already realized that when he said this, the voice of divine sense was trembling.

The beaten young Skycracking Demon Butterfly covered his face submissively, not daring to say anything more.

The lord looked up at the sky, letting the big raindrops hit his face, the fear in his eyes lingering.

This is just a microcosm.

Boundless panic almost permeated the entire prehistoric people.

But only close.

In the ancestral land of the sheep family, the old Zuman Yangyang dropped his crutch in an instant.The figure as old as an octogenarian ran wildly in the rain of blood, screaming to the sky with tears in his eyes: "Rain of blood! It's rain of blood!"

The atmosphere of carnival almost instantly ignited the entire sheep family ancestral land.

"We don't know how far away we are from the battlefield. There is a majestic rain of blood here, and an unimaginable number of golden immortals must have fallen!"

"Wansheng Tianzun doesn't have so many golden immortals at all, it must be the Ten Thousand Races Alliance that has suffered extremely heavy casualties!"

"Haha, God open your eyes, God open your eyes!"

This is true for the goats who have good relations with humans, but what about the humans who struggled to survive like mice and hid in every corner of the prehistoric wilderness?

In a barren mountain, a group of human beings huddled together to survive cried and cried, all of them knelt down on the ground, and the sound of thumping was endless.

The old man who was recommended as the village chief knelt down and cupped his hands, and then the blood rained from the sky.Tears welled up in his cloudy eyes, and his cracked lips were murmuring on his vicissitudes of face, which seemed to be crying and smiling.

"Good death! Retribution, it's all retribution!"

"The golden immortal of all races is high above, and ordered the slaughter of our human beings for 3000 years... These beasts, all go to death!"

"Wansheng Tianzun... Thank you, thank you very much!" Not only was the crowd excited, but the village head was also choked up, a little tearful, "The whole prehistoric human beings will remember your kindness!"

"I don't know how to repay this kindness, but I believe that as long as Tianzun gives an order, all the prehistoric humans will die for you!"

The village chief abruptly brought the blood in his palm to his mouth, but he was unwilling to swallow it for a long time. He just gritted his teeth and burst into tears.

It was as if he wanted to taste the taste of this bloody revenge.