Starting from the Dragon Tribe

After the smile in the space-time rift was projected, many strong men in Jiehai felt their hairs stand on end, always feeling that the terrifying man on the opposite side was about to kill them.

The butcher was also stunned for a moment, then turned around and walked towards the depths of the boundary sea, muttering: "No wonder you are ranked above me..."

Several unparalleled powerful men took action in succession, making the already unsustainable war in the foreign land even worse. There were only five or six immortal kings left.

"Must-kill list...must-kill list...hahaha..."

Yu Tuo laughed miserably. He was still alive, but everyone he knew was dead, and his orthodoxy was also destroyed.

Is this the original meaning of the must-kill list passed down from ancient times? However, they failed to complete the list in ancient times. Lu Chen, who ranked first, still came to conquer the foreign land.

Lu Chen's powerful combat power did not make them despair. What really made them feel powerless was Lu Chen's endurance. No matter how brutal the battle, he never showed any signs of weakening.

The hot blood almost burned the heavens, and wherever it passed, the foreign land turned into dryness. His whole body seemed to be an infinite secret realm, as if the divine power would never be cut off.

A strong martial artist is so terrifying!

boom--

The Immortal Refining Pot exploded with a crack amidst the roar. Kundi's magic weapon was knocked away, making it difficult to control. Many forbidden killing methods were hit at Lu Chen. He didn't defend at all and blocked it with his body.

He walked through the dark shadows of the powerful men from the foreign land and the ancient artifacts of origin, struck the sky, cut through Ling Xiao with one sword, and wanted to kill the ancient ancestors of the foreign land!

"Boy, let's die together!"

Kunti roared loudly, and he turned the Immortal Refining Pot, bursting out with infinite power, and himself glowing with dazzling light.

"Senior Kunti!"

"Ancestor Kunti!"

"..."

The foreign camp cried out sadly that Kunti actually wanted to burn the Taoist fruit he had created throughout his life, and self-destructed himself to die together with Lu Chen.

A giant Immortal King risked his life to self-destruct. How powerful it was. It exploded all the energy he had left, including his physical body and his soul. It was the most brutal attack method.

Once upon a time, they seemed to have seen weaklings blowing themselves up at the top of the city like moths to a flame, in order to cause a little harm to them, but they all laughed coldly, laughing at the ants' overestimation of their capabilities.

Now that their positions have been exchanged, they realize what kind of courage and determination this is, especially for Kunti, it is forever in vain!

boom--

The foreign land sank, the sky collapsed, and the stars became silent. All the immortal kings had to retreat to avoid being affected by the terrible power.

Even the dark shadows of the ancient artifacts were melted because they were too late to retreat. However, they can be regenerated and repaired, so it does not affect them.

The heaven and earth roared endlessly, and the sound of the void shattering and repairing was ringing around everyone's ears. It was truly a scene of world destruction.

"Emperor Wu——"

In the direction of Diguan, people saw this scene and exclaimed.

Because Lu Chen was completely at the center of the explosion, and was dragged in by Kundi. The dazzling light obscured everything, and no one knew what the outcome would be.

"Master!"

"senior!"

Shi Yi and the Ten Crown Kings also shouted, with worries on their faces.

This is the self-destruction of an immortal giant, and no one dares to say that he can take it easily.

"Is it finally over..."

The sky was empty and fragments were floating and falling. After the terrible tremor, the world seemed to be silent.

Chaos energy, strong winds, and void fragments have obscured the core area, and I'm afraid it won't close naturally for millions of years.

"Senior Kunti..."

The immortal king sighed, the other party sacrificed himself to bring life to the foreign land.

"In this battle...how many people did we lose?"

Yu Tuo looked sad, his friends had died, too many immortal kings had died in foreign lands, and the orthodoxy was almost wiped out.

Since then, there have been no immortal masters in foreign lands, and few supreme figures.

After the first battle, the strength of the foreign land regressed for an unknown number of eras.

"Why hasn't the ancient artifact been closed yet? What are those beings waiting for?"

An immortal king had doubts on his face, because after seeing those black shadows solidify, he looked up into the void and made a pounce gesture.

"No, those visions haven't disappeared either!"

Yu Tuo's expression changed. He found that after the heaven and earth became more stable, they were still in a bright red tone, with constant bloody storms, sentient beings praying, and inexplicable chanting sounds echoing between heaven and earth.

"Is it possible..."

Before the immortal king finished speaking, a gust of wind began to rise in the sky, blowing away the fragments of the void and spreading the smoke. In the thick and chaotic fog deep in the void, a figure was vaguely discernible.

He stood there, with almost no hair on his body. Only the key parts were covered. The muscles all over his body were tangled, and there were 365 secret realms spewing divine energy.

On those muscle lines that were like divine iron, there were black and red magic lines spreading across his skin, forming a bloody totem.

The dark red mist floated on his body, flat and light, like the evening wind blowing the red of the sunset, and finally turned into a red cloak, dominating the heavens!

A large number of void fragments were stirred again, and the pitch-black python walked through the sea of ​​void, entrenched at the man's feet, as if succumbing to the majesty of the unparalleled demon god.

The terrifying magic lines clung to the man's face, making it difficult to see the original face, as if it was covered with an indescribable mask.

His back was also covered with dense magic patterns, and together with those muscle groups, it looked like the devil was showing a ferocious smile.

"He...is still alive."

An immortal king spoke with an almost hoarse voice.

Not only was Lu Chen still alive, but his aura at this moment was so terrifying that it made people tremble.

Ancient Ancestor Kundi risked his life and blew himself up. Not only did he fail to kill Lu Chen, but he also failed to even leave a wound on his body!

There is no rumored emperor's light, nor is there any aura erupting from the theoretical god realm, but wherever he stands, there is his throne!

"call--"

Lu Chen slowly exhaled a mouthful of dark red mist and glanced at the powerful foreigner.

God's Secret Blood Forbidden Technique was activated. He had never reached such a state before, and the profound illusion almost plunged him into chaos.

This was the trump card he originally planned to use to pacify foreign lands, not the blessing of telepathy from the past, present and future. It was uncontrollable. Lu Chen had to admit that he did not expect such a thing to happen, which would suddenly increase his strength. .

But the improvement of God's Secret Blood Forbidden Technique was something he had planned from the beginning.

At this time, Lu Chen's comprehensive combat attributes reached an astonishing 310 points!

Without any more words, Lu Chen stepped forward, his feet stepping on the void, and the foreign land trembled.

Sweep out with one knife and cut off the eternal grudges!

The dark python streaked across the sky, and the first ones to burst were the black shadows of the ancient artifacts, followed by the immortal kings, who did not even let out a scream.

This is a sword at the extreme level of martial arts, and it is also a very merciful sword. It is extremely fast and there is no pain.

Regardless of his stance, Lu Chen no longer had any thoughts of humiliating or torturing his enemies. He suddenly understood the old man in civilian clothes.

The commoner old man had the strength to easily pacify foreign lands, but he didn't take action, and he didn't even care about the affairs of the Imperial Pass.

Is it just because he doesn't want to be found by the four dark quasi-immortal emperors and cause a greater disaster?

Maybe, but maybe in the heart of that senior, whether they are creatures from the fairyland, creatures from the original ancient world, or creatures from foreign lands, they are all members of the common people.

Many foreigners are just kept in the dark. Even the Immortal King, does he really know his origin?

They were born from the darkness, but they are not necessarily cruel and unscrupulous people. Just like the burial place, they were born in the darkness, their hearts are toward the light, and they also fought against the source of darkness in the final battle of the original work.

In this world, perhaps in the eyes of the old man, there is no theory of innate evil, but all living beings are struggling to survive. What really needs to be fought is the source of darkness, which is the source of cholera.

Lu Chen suddenly felt that his position was too small. He had completed a great deed and ended all the masters in the foreign land. The nine heavens and ten lands had been peaceful since then. From now on, there would be no more invasions. But at this time, he didn't feel anything. Joy or a sense of accomplishment.

He swept across the world with his sword. There was no Supreme Being in this world, so what kind of trouble could he make?

He walked on a foreign territory, and everywhere he passed was filled with fear, children crying, and mothers hugging their children and hugging their husbands, thinking that the end of the world was coming.

The cries of grief continued, and they kowtowed and prayed that the Immortal King could come out to fight, but the strong men in this world had been killed.

How many foreigners were displaced, and all the great masters put on white clothes to pay homage to their ancestors and cursed the devil in the sky.

Those people who originally came from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths smiled miserably and said that it was indeed true. The Nine Heavens and Ten Earths were invaders, and they really came here to exterminate all life in this world.

Lu Chen finally broke a certain chain. He settled the grievances of the Emperor's Fall era, achieved unparalleled achievements, established a heroic monument for his ancestors, and fulfilled the long-cherished wish of many ancestors of the original imperial city.

But why didn't he feel very happy and satisfied?

Lu Chen held the endless wine gourd and drank a few sips of wine. The red mist dispersed on him. He put on his black coat again and walked like a dashing passerby.

The visions of heaven and earth began to fade away, the prayers of those ancient ancestors seemed to be fading away, and Lu Chen's strength was also fading, but there was no one in this world who could threaten him.

Finally, when they reached the sacred peak on the edge of a foreign land, Lu Chen poured some wine.

It turns out that even if he defeated all the strong men in the foreign land, beheaded Wushang, killed Kundi, and killed all the heroes, what was lost would never come back.

Just like what he said to the Ten Crown Champions, he firmly believed that he was invincible, but he was not truly invincible because he failed to protect the people he valued.

He vented his anger on Nine Heavens and Ten Earths and took revenge, but if you think about it carefully, he is just a passerby, not a person born in Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, so maybe he can look at things a little more objectively.

No matter what the origin of the war is, no matter how many chains of hatred are cut off, it is all repetition.

He looked back at the foreign land, making the creatures in the foreign land tremble. The regicide was half an inch out of its sheath, and the breath of death seemed to spread across the earth, making people think that the end had come.

But Lu Chen finally took back the knife, took a sip of wine, and walked towards the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths side.

Wu Shang obviously thought that after he won, he would exterminate all living creatures in this world, but Lu Chen came to end the battle, not to massacre.

Even if a race is born from darkness, there are people living a happy life in the darkness. Even if they are ignorant and do not know the truth, their little happiness should not be destroyed by unreasonable forces from outside, right?

Lu Chen didn't want to do that, as that would be no different from Wu Shang's executioners.

As for whether the foreign land will rise again in the future and launch a new war, Lu Chen feels it is impossible.

This world of heaven and earth has been beaten to pieces by them, and is no better than the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. From now on, it may be difficult to achieve immortality.

Lu Chen listened to the sound of wind in his ears and watched the sunset in a foreign land. The wind passed away with the roar of the heroic spirits and reached the end.

He stepped across the abyss, and behind him came a sword light that cut across the two realms.

boom--

The desert stirred up thousands of waves, the abyss trembled, and terrible cracks cut across the two realms.

That was the last slash he made before his strength faded, breaking two realms!

The people in Diguan looked at this scene with excitement and emotion.

Some of the motivators praised Emperor Wu's military exploits, some painfully remembered their lost ancestors, and some shouted, "The time for counterattack has come. We should take back the lost territory and pay back a thousand times what the foreigners have done!"

Some people lamented, as if they were still in a daze, "Is this... the end? Will there be no need for anyone to come here to fight again?"

"Can we...can go home?"

At the Imperial Pass, some soldiers shed tears. They had fought here all their lives. Some, like Shi Hao and others, came here when they were young and never left.

He was high-spirited and arrogant when he came, but now he is old and full of tears.

"We won! The war is over and we can go home!"

An escaped veteran shouted, but he fell into silence again after that. For a long time, when he looked back at the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, he felt a little confused, "But I have long forgotten...the way home."

Lu Chen crossed the abyss and came to the original imperial city. He felt the scorching eyes, which were full of admiration.

"Emperor Wu...is the war...really over?"

An old man asked with a trembling voice. For generations, they were born in the Imperial City and died in the Imperial City. Each generation of them hoped to end the war, but in the end they could not wait.

"It's over, it's all over."

Lu Chen patted the old man's shoulder and used some of the vitality in his blood to baptize him and make him feel more energetic.

He looked at the children whose little faces were burning with dust and repeated, "It's over, it's all over."

"Oow, ooh, ooh..."

The little golden dragon flew over, dancing happily, wailing and gesticulating, making the people in the original imperial city extremely puzzled and confused about its meaning.

"Martial Emperor... Lord Dragon King, what is it talking about?"

A child asked timidly. He admired Emperor Wu very much, but he was still afraid, because even though Emperor Wu's aura had calmed down at this time, he was still very scary.

Lu Chen looked at the people in the original imperial city gathered near the city head and slowly said, "It's saying...go home."

"Go home? Where?"

The child said blankly.

Lu Chen leaned down and touched the child's head, "Home is where you feel at ease."