At the beginning of the game, you will live forever, and you will grow old forever

In Xiancangyuan, the residence and dojo of the Ghost Face Clan.

The place is now beyond recognition, a devastated scene, the once majestic ancient temple, now has become ruins, broken stones scattered all over the place.

Large tracts of ancient trees were uprooted, their branches and leaves withered, and if there was any glory in the past, it also disappeared in the cruel war.

The mountains and rivers around the dojo have also been destroyed by the great mana, the land is cracked, the rivers have dried up, and the former beauty no longer exists.

The caves of the ghost-face monks are also in a mess. The once busy cultivation area is now in ruins, the magic circle is shattered, and the aura has dissipated.

Fragments of refined magic weapons are scattered among the wreckage of the major cultivation caves, which is desolate.

The fallen rocks and the ancient forest are full of the blood of the ghost-faced tribe. Whether it is the old and weak women and children without spiritual roots, or the powerful ghost-faced monks, they are all massacred...

There are thirty Mahayana monks standing in mid-air, and there are only two monks in the late Mahayana period, and all directions are full of cold-faced creatures from the Star Sea, a total of millions of people!

"Ghost-faced clan, in the era of massacres of all clans, they were the blood blades of our clan, but I didn't expect to be reduced to this place now."

A late Mahayana venerable wearing a hideous black mask said coldly, "The opportunity has already been given to you, and there is not even a strong Tianzun in the clan, so you are too ignorant of good and evil."

"It seems that they have been suppressed too much by the Immortal Palace, but they are just a race that is lingering in the Immortal Cangyuan. Why not let you recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors."

A soft female voice sounded, it was another late Mahayana monk, her eyes gradually became sharper, "Could it be that as a cultivator, you don't even recognize the main clan?!"

On the ground, several violent coughing sounds resounded, all from the elders of the Ghost Face Clan.

They raised their heads with difficulty, revealing a deep sneer: "Ancestral teachings, the ghost-faced people are the ghost-faced people, they will only bow their heads to Lingshi, but they will never bow their heads to the strong. Our family has killed countless evils, and sooner or later there will be a catastrophe of extermination. Sooner or later!"

Roar!

Behind them, the ghost-faced creatures gradually rose up, their eyes were bloodshot, and their eyes showed unyielding. They are just the lineage of the ghost-faced clan in the Taiyi Great World, the bullshit master clan!

Their ancestors dared to assassinate the Great Immortal, how could they live under other clans for a long time!

"It seems that it is still the fantasy of the ancestors, so you ghost-faced people have not yet recognized the reality."

The black-masked monk snorted coldly, "The race that is despised by the world and all races, the blood of sin flows in your blood, and death is not a pity. We are really disappointed."

"Hahaha...!"

Several elders of the ghost-faced clan vomited blood and laughed on the ground. That majestic cultivation was still causing violent fluctuations in the vitality of the heavens and the earth, and the wind rose... the clouds surged. goΠb.oγg

The black mask frowned and shook his head, and said in a low voice: "If you are stubborn, there is no need for your lineage to exist. Then live in the ancient times and be with your ancestors forever."

hum—

After the words fell, he held the sky with his palm, and faint ripples began to appear between the sky and the earth. The ripples were gently pulled apart like an invisible piece of cloth.

As the ripples spread, the power of the rules of heaven and earth diffused, covering everything around it.

At this moment, the clouds seemed to gather on his palm, forming a black vortex.

A cold aura emanated from the vortex, which became more and more solidified in his palm, forming a distorted black space.

This black space seems to be filled with endless void and darkness, which makes people feel a deep fear.

The masked monk waved his hand, and the black space expanded instantly, covering the entire sky, like a black clear sky, but it made people feel chills.

Under the black sky, the earth also began to tremble, as if it was going to be swallowed by darkness.

In the black space, an indescribably powerful pressure began to spread, as if even time and space were distorted at this moment.

The surviving members of the Ghost Face Clan felt that their spiritual power was difficult to operate, as if they were shrouded in darkness, and their lives were gradually withering in this black void.

Their faces became more and more painful, and there was despair in their eyes.

The real catastrophe of genocide has come, no matter how much unyielding they have just now, at this moment they are also terrified, and their whole bodies tremble slightly inadvertently.

There is no... combat power to resist.

The sky is full of creatures from the sea of ​​stars in all directions, and they look down on all this indifferently.

There was even a faint cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was appreciating this absolute picture, and even secretly admiring that lord's technique, this is the end of disrespect!

At this time, at the bottom of a ruin.

Yu Fangshuo's pupils were dilated, his limbs were severed, his origin of immortality was damaged, blood was flowing on his face, blurring that ordinary but stern face.

A fat man passed out beside him, the meridian of the immortal way was broken, and the foundation of the way has been lost...

Their temperament could have avoided this catastrophe of extermination of the clan, but after cultivating immortals for thousands of years, they traveled all over the world to earn spirit stones, after all, it was for their own small clan.

The opponent this time is too powerful...too powerful beyond their imagination, and they are actually survivors born from the wild star sea...

Call ~

A few broken portraits floated before his eyes. Yu Fangshuo's eyes were drooping, and the pain pierced his bones. He had never felt how painful it was for a Mahayana Venerable to be injured...

But what is more terrifying than pain is despair. My previous ambitions for the race and the grand avenue in my heart all came to an abrupt end at this moment.

Accidents never stop in the world of cultivating immortals, and killing never stops because of one's ambition.

He condensed the last magic power in his mouth, and spit out a ball of blood essence, which was the real blood that he had photographed, and could be sent to the ghost-faced clan who were working outside, and the other two... They were not in the wild sky.

"Ghost...Ming, I...can't hold on anymore, my family has been...destroyed, no...I want to come back and run away."

Yu Fangshuo showed a smile with great difficulty, every hair was aching, "If I can... come out alive, I will take you to that...that brothel, live well, it's me...not protected well them."

"But I... I haven't completed a task yet, but... I already know their names, Meng Sheng, Yu Chen, Yu Yiwei... and finally...help me one more time."

Yu Fangshuo's eyes were bloodshot, he was about to spurt out blood with a wow, and he swallowed it forcibly, and finally used all his strength to condense his spiritual thoughts and roared, "I...wait...you come back and avenge my clan!!"

hum—

There was a sudden vibration under the ruins, and the masked woman above the sky had already noticed something.

She appeared in front of Yu Fangshuo in an instant, and smiled coldly: "I didn't expect you to hide your hand, you are indeed a ghost-faced clan."

After the woman finished speaking, she glanced at Void, her expression was rather unkind, she couldn't stop the True Spirit Blood.

But she took the portraits of Piaofei, looked at them carefully, and frowned and said: "What kind of ghostly talisman is this, won't you explain it to me?"

Yu Fangshuo's pupils were still slack, his lips were slightly parted, but he no longer had the strength to speak, and his spiritual thoughts fell into a dead silence, but his eyes were bloodshot and stared at the masked woman.

"Useless races, useless things, really disgust me..."

The masked woman spoke coldly, holding these portraits tightly in her hands, "Honorable Mahayana, it is worthy of me to personally send you a ride."

Before she finished speaking, suddenly, the sky was filled with flames in the distance, the earth-shattering voice rolled in, and the majestic and terrifying aura permeated every part of the world, as if a peerless ferocity had come suddenly!

call out!

call out!

call out!

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Huge meteorite fireballs pierced the sky, and the black clear sky was shattered in an instant, and was instantly dyed red by the terrifying meteorite!

The black-masked cultivator stared, and the entire caster's body froze suddenly, as if frozen in place!

under the ruins.

The portraits held by the masked woman seemed to be revived, madness was flying in her hands, the wind picked up, and the woman's black hair was flying in the enclosed space.

A strand of hair fell gently as if it had been cut off...

Outside the ruins, flames bloomed in the air, illuminating the entire land, but this light had a strange blood red, like a crimson twilight shrouded.

Boom!Boom!

The earth continued to collapse, the ground cracked like a mirror, and endless cracks spread like a dragon.

Terrifying magic energy surged through these cracks, and even the mountains in the distance trembled under the impact, as if they were about to collapse at any time!

Those falling meteorites are like the thunder of destroying the world, carrying the aura of destruction, sweeping the land in 36 directions like a stormy sea!

The entire land seemed to be immersed in the power of destroying the world, and all the creatures in the star sea trembled, feeling the threat from the magnificent meteorite fireball!

At this moment of rapid change, the world seems to have lost its tranquility, and only the frenzy of destruction is raging.

The black-masked monk looked at the huge crater of the meteorite fireball descending from 36 directions, and his pupils were undergoing tremendous changes. It was not a celestial phenomenon, but a living being! ! !

In the star crater, figures bathed in the fireball gradually got up.

A human creature with 16-yuan abdominal muscles all over his body looked coldly at the millions of creatures in the star sea, and only showed a slight sneer.

He walked on the earth step by step, his steps were steady and firm, every step seemed to be stepping on the heart of the earth.

Despite the chaos and destruction around him, he seemed to be the only point of stability, indestructible, walking slowly towards them.

And beside him was an old man shaking his head and lamenting, but the lament in his eyes made people feel an indescribable sense of oppression.

The death light that inadvertently flashed in his eyes made the scalps of tens of thousands of creatures in the distant sky go numb, and there was a trace of fear in their eyes.

Behind them, the creatures in the direction where Xingyun was located also walked step by step, and the firelight shone on their bodies, like burning torches.

Although their eyes did not meet directly, each of them revealed an indifference, indifference, and indifference to all things!

On the empty and ruined land, they gradually formed a row of rows, the first large gathering of the Chen family in history!

Chen Daotian clenched his fist in one hand, looked at the millions of creatures in the star sea in midair, and finally looked at the black masked monk, who let out a muffled grunt, his eyes showing unbelievable shock...

"The ghost-faced clan that Taoist ancestor wants to protect, you group of waste monks in Xinghai dare to move?!"

His voice was like rolling thunder, sweeping out, and the world trembled in an instant, and rushed in all directions, like thousands of troops galloping past, surging, with an irresistible sense of oppression!

The entire Ghost Face Clan resident fell into silence. Millions of Xinghai creatures were overwhelmed by the aura of the Chen family and were overwhelmed by the voice. They were speechless and did not dare to refute a word...

The fingers of the black-masked monks trembled slightly, and the scalps of the Mahayana monks from all sides felt numb. For a moment, countless eyes met, full of confusion and panic.

under the ruins.

The pupils of the woman pinching the portrait shrank suddenly, and her whole body was shaking violently, because at this moment, behind her... a Transcending Heavenly Venerable was staring at her!

Her back was soaked in cold sweat, and she even lost her breath, like an ant with its back facing the towering fairy mountain.

"Woman, don't mess around with the portrait of the senior, yes, the immortal way is dead..."