The Burial of the Fantasy City

Mo Yu, who stood on the top of the snowy mountain, did not know that his actions had caused countless Tianjiao and great powers to fall.

Of course.

Even if he knew that there would be this result, Mo Yu would not change what he was going to do.

After joining the mountain and issuing the ‘Edict of the Sealing Family’ as the ‘Lord of the Snow Mountain’, Mo Yu still did not open his eyes, facing the cold wind and snow, standing quietly.

A few minutes later.

Boom – boom – boom!

Roar – roar – roar!

Squeak – squeak – squeak!

From that distant sky, there was a loud noise like heavenly thunder.

The sound was so loud that it was impossible to ignore, and almost at the same time, the ink rain at the top of the mountain opened his eyes, and the black emperor at the end of the snow bamboo forest rushed halfway up the mountain.

One man and one dog cast their gaze on the source of the sound.

How to describe that scene in the sky…

Boundless, dense.

Jackals, tigers, leopard snakes, insects, rats, snakes, ant monkeys, and more are desolate beasts that have never been seen before.

Is it thousands, thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or millions… Incalculable monsters, forming a terrifying tide of beasts, I don’t know where to start, all the way ‘pouring’ here.

In the tide of beasts, the bodies of some monsters are like small mountains, some monsters are like cows, and some are cow monsters. Even the smallest monster has the same size as a human.

Like thunder rolling in the sky, like black clouds covering the sky, like boulders rolling on the ground.

The sky seems to be shaking, and the earth is really shaking!

Endless monsters are galloping in!

“Shhh!”

Today is the third time that the Black Emperor gasped.

“This—this—this! Beast tide! This endless desolate beast was summoned by Mo Kid?! ”

Turning around suddenly, the Black Emperor ran quickly from the mountainside to the top of the mountain. Climbing to the top of the mountain, everything became more and more visible, and the shock in my heart became more and more intense.

“Such a number of desolate beasts… I am afraid that the desolate beasts in the entire territory of the Yellow River Novice Village have rushed here. Can it be sealed and inhabit the ‘Snow Mountain Spirit Valley’, is it really that attractive to these desolate beasts?! ”

Although the Black Emperor is a canine demon beast, he is not a native desolate beast in the novice territory of the Yellow River, and he cannot understand the fanaticism of these desolate beasts for ‘being sealed’.

‘Sealed’ means creation!

Only by inhabiting the Spirit Valley can they have the possibility of infinite evolution, otherwise they will always be junior and low-level desolate beasts!

The Black Emperor looked at the ink rain on the top of the mountain, but the ink rain did not look at it, as if he did not sense the arrival of the black emperor.

But he saw Mo Yu slowly stretching out his right hand and slowly pressing down towards the beast tide on the line of heaven and earth.

When Mo Yu’s palm pressed down to the position of the parallel heart, the beast tide that ‘poured’ here actually came to a standstill!

In the distant heaven and earth, the thunderous noise disappeared, and the shaking earth was calm in an instant.

The heaven and earth in the distance, because of Mo Yu’s simple gesture, suddenly moved into quiet.

The irascible beasts, although their eyes were still full of fanaticism and flashing red, were like docile sheep.

Or sit upright, or stand still, or lie down in place.

Every desolate beast, like a pilgrim who came here, with its head held high, with an incomparably longing look, stared at the white figure on the mountain peak in the distance.

The figure is small but majestic.

The figure is not a desolate beast, but a human being. But this is not important, the important thing is that he is the ‘Lord of the Snow Mountain’, controlling the supreme existence of the majestic Snow Mountain and the Divine Spirit Valley.

“Today, in the name of the ‘Snow Mountain Lord’, the six clans will be divided and the six-fold ‘Zigu’ will be rebuilt. I want to break down racial boundaries and the limits of my strength. Do not seal it for the whole family, but choose the best to seal it. Those with great potential are preferred, and those who are sealed leave the original clan and divide the new clan with a six-fold ‘sub-valley’. ”

Heaven and earth are obviously silent, but there is sound in the brains of all beasts.

Roar, roar, roar!

Roar, roar, roar!

When Mo Yu’s cold voice dissipated from his mind, the desolate beasts roared in unison.

Different from the previous rules of sub-sealing!

Even if the current strength is weaker, even if it is not a group from a large background, as long as the potential is enough, it can be sealed into the valley!

Such a law gave some hopeless beasts that had no hope of being sealed also have a glimmer of hope.

…

“Black Emperor”

Looking at the scene in the distance, the black emperor sounded the soft call of ink rain in his ears.

“Huh?”

The Black Emperor looked at Mo Yu.

“As a demon beast, you naturally know the desolate beast very well. In addition, they will practice the Black Emperor Sutra in the future, so the matter of selecting the desolate beast will be left to you.”

The Black Emperor was a little surprised, it didn’t expect Mo Yu to trust himself so much and give it such an important matter. Heartwarmed, the Black Emperor said cheerfully: “Oh, Howler!” ”

Seeing that the Black Emperor agreed, Mo Yu immediately said, “Don’t limit your gaze to the current level of the desolate beasts, choose the best.” Those with high talent and great potential are excellent. The first ‘Zigu’ chooses 900 level 7 desolate beasts, the second ‘sub-valley’ chooses 700 level 8 desolate beasts, the third ‘sub-valley’ chooses 500 level 9 desolate beasts, the fourth ‘sub-valley’ chooses 400 level 10 desolate beasts, the fifth ‘sub-valley’ chooses 200 level 11 desolate beasts, and the last ‘sub-valley’ chooses 200 level 12 desolate beasts”

Mo Yu passed the selection criteria, as well as the specific number and level of each ‘Zigu’ desolate beast to the Black Emperor.

“Got it!”

The Black Emperor bowed the dog’s head, then turned into a black shadow and swooped towards the foot of the mountain.