All Heavens, Space and Ten Thousand Realms

Chapter 319 Pause
The Chaos Clock was blown away by Pan Gu's real body, and the incomparable power tore apart the Great Desolate Continent.

At this moment, the Great Desolate Continent, thousands of miles around, was driven into the void and disappeared in an instant.

This continent was pierced through the void and entered the chaos, forming a world.

The way of heaven in the Great Desolate Continent was partly shattered.

Although the Twelve Ancestral Witches could not activate Pangu's true body, their physical bodies were still extremely powerful, chasing and fighting the monster clan, and the monster clan reluctantly urged the Zhoutian Xingchen formation to deal with it, but unfortunately, the Zhoutian Xingchen formation had already been suppressed. Breaking through, many star banners are incomplete.

In this case, the war between the witch clan and the monster clan lasted for seven to eighty years after the Great War.

The monster clan returned to the heaven, while the witch clan returned to the tribe.

This battle is the end.

The Lich War shocked the Great Desolate Continent.

Many cultivators felt that, as the protagonists in this catastrophe, there must be an earth-shattering battle between the Wu Clan and the Yao Clan.

But this battle was still too terrifying.

The mighty power of Zhoutian Xingchen Formation and Pangu's real body made those who practiced Taoism feel desperate.

Even the six disciples of Daozu Hongjun remained silent.

Everyone waited patiently, not daring to go out, because once they went out, they would be in danger of falling if they met the witch and demon clan.

After this battle, the innate energy between heaven and earth became even rarer.

Unless it is in the blessed land of the cave, there is not much innate energy to be found in the entire prehistoric continent.

And the broken continent, entering the chaos, was not melted by the chaos, but instead formed a small world.

In the small world, an independent way of heaven evolved, which shocked countless people who practiced the way.

Abbot Xianshan.

Master Tongtian finally left with his disciples after his turn. Before leaving, he did not forget to say:

"Fellow Daoist Mingyang, the catastrophe is coming, and the secrets will not be revealed. Unless you are a saint, anyone can guarantee to survive the catastrophe. If you are fine, you should not participate in the battle between the two clans of liches. "

This is sincere advice.

Ming Yang also nodded.

This catastrophe of heaven and earth is coming, even with Ming Yang's cultivation, he can feel the changes in the great way of heaven and earth.

It is difficult to predict good and bad from the avenue of heaven and earth.

To Ming Yang and the others, it was as if they had suddenly become blind, and they were extremely uncomfortable.

At this time, the best way is to retreat and practice hard, ignore worldly affairs, and wait until the catastrophe is over before going out of the mountain.

Anyway, this catastrophe has nothing to do with Ming Yang and others, and most of the cultivators in Zixiao Palace probably have similar thoughts.

"Thank you for letting me know."

Ming Yang sent the Master of Taiqing Tongtian away with a heavy feeling in his heart.

"In this catastrophe, all the saints are ashes, but... I still have to go out, otherwise how will I become enlightened."

There was a trace of determination in Ming Yang's eyes.

Ming Yang is not a disciple of the Dao Patriarch, and he doesn't have the majestic purple energy. If he wants to become a saint in this prehistoric world, it is inevitable to pick chestnuts from the fire.

In this catastrophe, there is only a glimmer of hope.

Thinking of this, Ming Yang moved his body and turned into a ray of light to leave.

The Great Desolate Continent has been beaten to pieces.

The road of hundreds of millions of kilometers was full of murderous intent, and countless innate spiritual materials were destroyed at this time. Seeing this, Ming Yang collected a lot along the way, and prepared to transplant them to the Abbot's fairy mountain.

Walk slowly.

Ming Yang wandered unsteadily into the Nether Blood Sea.

The nether sea of ​​blood is boundless.

This place is the bottom of the Great Desolate Continent, extremely filthy, it is rumored that it was transformed by the navel of Pan Gu, and it is extremely dark and gloomy.

When Ming Yang came here, he saw countless souls struggling in their blood.

In the prehistoric continent, Pangu opened the sky, but it is not complete.

For example, there is no reincarnation.

Regardless of whether it is a witch or a monster, as long as they are not beaten, they will drift into this sea of ​​blood and suffer endlessly.

What surprised Ming Yang even more was that in the depths of this place, there was an incomparably violent force erupting.

The sea of ​​blood rolled, raising boundless evil spirits.

The evil spirit dispersed, and every time countless souls were beaten, they wailed and disappeared completely.

When Ming Yang saw this scene, the yin and yang rays of light emerged from his body and flew towards the depths of the sea of ​​blood.

This sea of ​​blood is boundless, stretching for an unknown number of kilometers.

But Ming Yang escaped the light with incomparable speed, and soon came to the battle place.

"Fellow Daoist Mingyang, it turns out to be Your Excellency."

During the fight, one of them was an acquaintance of Ming Yang, Patriarch Minghe. Although Patriarch Minghe seldom sat down to discuss the Tao, he was an extremely lonely and powerful person in Zixiao Palace, but they both heard it in Zixiao Palace. People are still familiar.

"Fellow Daoist Minghe, I never imagined that this Netherland would be so powerful."

Ming Yang said politely.

Patriarch Styx laughed.

It is impossible for other people to occupy this place. Only people with great supernatural powers who were born here would care so much about the ownership of this place.

"Old thief Styx, let's stop fighting today, wait for a while, and fight again."

In that ghostly sea of ​​blood, a figure shouted coldly, and quickly disappeared into the sea of ​​blood.

Seeing this, Ming He was quite helpless, and brought Ming Yang to a palace here.

Although the Netherland is extremely filthy and bloody aura rises to the sky, the palace is extremely pure, and on the contrary, it bred an incomparably pure aura of green spirit, which made Ming Yang feel extremely comfortable.

"Fellow Daoist is a great talent. This Nether Blood Fiend is extremely dark and extremely filthy. I never thought that Fellow Daoist would return to his original origin. The cathode generates yang. It's really incomparably mysterious."

Ming Yang praised loudly.

Ming He laughed, with a rare look of complacency on his face, and said:
"Fellow Daoist, you are welcome. This Taoism was taught by the Taoist ancestor. It took me more than [-] years to comprehend it. It is a pity that I ended up in this field because of listening to the Taoist ancestor. Instead, my cave was occupied by others. .”

"Oh, fellow daoist, please tell me in detail."

Ming Yang asked with a smile.

Styx was not polite either, and told the story again.

This Nether Land formed naturally after the creation of the world. Although it is not comparable to the Great Desolate Continent, it is infinitely good-looking, mysterious and miraculous, but it is not magical.

The Styx River is the first congenital divine river in this Nether Land.

Born with great luck, great merit, and two heavy weapons for killing and cutting, he is the master of the Netherland, and he is invincible.

After that, many people with great supernatural powers appeared in the Netherland.

Including Patriarch Nether, Patriarch Xuehai and more than ten people.

There are many fellow Taoists, and this is not a bad thing. You can sit and talk about the Tao, make great progress in the Tao, and even become a saint.

Styx also thought the same way, so when Daozu preached, Styx couldn't wait to go to Zixiao Palace to listen to the sermon.

but……

When he returned from listening to the sermon, his hometown Nether Blood Sea was mostly refined by Nether Patriarch.

The Nether Patriarch, who was originally the first divine beast in the Nether Land, was congenitally transformed into the Da Luo Jinxian, with extraordinary heels.

This divine beast is born with the best innate spirit treasure, the twelfth-grade fire red lotus, and unparalleled defense, even Styx can do nothing to him.

The two have been deadlocked for thousands of years, and neither can do anything to the other.

After the second sermon, Styx went again.

This thing is broken again.

(End of this chapter)