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In the Fairy Cang Plain, the Ghost Face Clan’s residence and dojo are located. ɱ

This place is now unrecognizable, a devastated scene. The ancient temple of the Taoist temple that once stood majestic has now become a ruined building with broken stones scattered all over the place.

Large swaths of ancient trees were uprooted, their branches and leaves withered, and whatever glory they once had, was also lost in the brutal war.

The mountains and rivers around the ashram have also been destroyed by powerful magic. The land is cracked and the rivers are drying up. The former beauty no longer exists.

The cave of the Ghost Face Clan monks is also in a mess. The once busy training area is now in ruins, the magic circle is broken, and the spiritual energy is dissipated.

Fragments of refined magic weapons are scattered among the ruins of the major training caves, and the scene is desolate.

The fallen rocks and ancient forests were filled with the blood of the Ghost Face Clan. Whether they were old, weak, women and children without spiritual roots, or powerful Ghost Face Clan monks, they were all massacred...

There are thirty Mahayana monks standing in mid-air, and there are two late-stage Mahayana monks alone, and all directions are filled with cold-faced star-sea creatures, numbering in the millions!

"The Ghost Face Clan, during the era of great slaughter of all clans, was once the bloody blade of our clan. I didn't expect that they would be reduced to this now."

A late-stage Mahayana venerable wearing a ferocious black mask said coldly, "The opportunity has been given to you. There is not even a powerful Tianzun in this clan. You are too ignorant."

"It seems that they have been suppressed too much by the Immortal Palace. They are just a surviving race in the Immortal Blue Plains. There is nothing wrong with letting you recognize your ancestors and return to the clan."

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

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

They raised their heads with difficulty and showed a low sneer: "As taught by our ancestors, the Ghost Face Clan is the Ghost Face Clan. They will only bow to spirit stones, but they will never bow to the strong. Our clan has killed countless evildoers, and sooner or later the clan will be annihilated. However, It’s just morning and evening!”

Roar!

Behind them, the creatures of the Ghost Face Tribe gradually got up, their eyes were blood-red, and their expressions were unyielding. They were just a lineage of the Ghost Face Tribe in the Taiyi world, the bullshit main tribe!

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

"It seems that it's still the fantasy of our ancestors that has prevented you, the Ghost Face Clan, from recognizing the reality."

The black-masked monk snorted coldly, "A race that is rejected by all races in the world. The blood flowing in your blood is the blood of sin. Death is not a pity. We are really disappointed."

"Hahaha...!"

Several elders of the Ghost Face Clan were vomiting blood and laughing on the ground. Their majestic cultivation was still causing violent fluctuations in the vitality of the world, and the wind was rising... and the clouds were surging.

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 always be with your ancestors."

Buzz —

As soon as he finished speaking, he held up the sky with his palm, and weak ripples began to appear between the sky and the earth. The ripples were like an invisible piece of cloth, being gently pulled apart.

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

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

There was a cold aura exuding from the vortex, which became more and more solidified in his palm, forming a twisted black space.

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

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

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

In the black space, an indescribable pressure began to spread, and it seemed that even time and space were being distorted at this moment.

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

Their expressions became increasingly painful, and there was despair in their eyes.

The real catastrophe of genocide has come, and no matter how unyielding they were just now, they are still filled with fear at this moment, and their whole bodies are trembling inadvertently.

There is no more... combat power to resist.

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

There was even a cruel smile faintly showing at the corner of his mouth, as if he was admiring this absolutely stunning picture, and even secretly admiring the master's skills. This is the consequence of being disrespectful!

At this time, at the bottom of a ruins.

Yu Fangshuo's pupils were dilated, his limbs were severed, his immortality was damaged, and blood flowed on his face, blurring his ordinary but stern face.

A fat man passed out beside him, his immortal meridians were broken, and his foundation was lost...

Their temperament could have prevented this catastrophe of genocide, but after thousands of years of cultivating immortals and traveling around the world to earn spiritual stones, it was ultimately for their own small clan.

This time the opponent was too powerful... so powerful that it exceeded their imagination. It turned out to be a remnant from the wild star sea...

Phew~

Several broken portraits floated before his eyes. Yu Fangshuo's eyes were lowered. The pain was so painful that it penetrated into his bones. He had never felt that it was so painful for the Mahayana Venerable to be injured...

But what was more terrifying than the pain was despair. His previous ambitions for the race and the path to heaven in his heart came to an abrupt end at this moment.

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

He gathered the last of his magic power in his mouth and spit out a ball of essence and blood. It was the true spiritual blood that he had taken. He could send a message to the Ghost Face Clan who were working outside, and there were two others... They were not in the wild world.

"Gui... Ming, I can't hold on any longer. Our clan has been... destroyed. I don't want to come back again and run away."

Yu Fangshuo smiled with great difficulty, every hair in pain, "If I can still... come out alive, I will take you to that place... that brothel, and live well. I... was not protected. them."

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

Yu Fangshuo's eyes were bloodshot. He screamed and was about to spit out blood but he swallowed it forcefully. Finally, he used all his strength to gather his thoughts and roared, "I...wait...for you to come back and avenge our clan!!"

Buzz —

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

She instantly appeared in front of Yu Fangshuo and smiled coldly: "I didn't expect you to hide something. You are worthy of being a ghost-faced clan member."

After the woman finished speaking, she glanced at the void with a rather unkind expression. She could not stop the true spiritual blood.

But she took the flying portraits, looked at them carefully, and frowned: "What kind of ghost painting talisman is this? Why don't you explain it to me?"

Yu Fangshuo's pupils were still dilated, his lips were slightly open, but he no longer had the strength to speak. Even his thoughts fell into deathly silence, and he just stared at the masked woman with bloodshot eyes.

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

The masked woman spoke coldly, holding the portraits tightly in her hands, "Venerable Mahayana, you are worthy of me personally giving you a ride."

Before she finished speaking, suddenly, the sky was ablaze in the distance, and a sound that shook the heaven and earth rolled in. A majestic and majestic aura of terror filled every part of the world, like an unparalleled evil coming suddenly!

call out!

call out!

call out!

…

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

The black-masked monk's eyes narrowed, and his entire body casting spells suddenly stagnated, as if he was frozen in place!

Under the ruins.

The portraits held by the masked woman seemed to have come to life. They were flying wildly in her hands. When the wind picked up, the woman's black hair actually started to fly in the closed space.

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

Outside the ruins, firelight bloomed in the air, illuminating the entire land. However, this light had a strange blood red color, like a bloody red twilight.

Boom! Boom!

The earth continues to collapse, cracking like a mirror, and endless cracks spread like dragons.

Terrifying magic energy surges in these cracks, and even the distant mountains are trembling under the impact, as if they are about to collapse at any time!

Those falling stars are like world-destroying thunder, carrying the aura of destruction, sweeping across the land in thirty-six directions like a stormy wave!

The entire land seemed to be immersed in the power of world destruction, 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 pit of meteor fireballs coming from thirty-six directions, and his pupils were caught in a huge change. It was not a celestial phenomenon, but a living thing! ! !

In the crater of the star, figures bathed in fireballs gradually stood up.

A humanoid creature with sixteen-pack abs exposed all over his body looked coldly at the millions of creatures in the sea of ​​​​stars in all directions, and only showed a faint sneer.

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

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

Next to him was an old man who was shaking his head and lamenting, but the lament in his eyes made people feel an unspeakable sense of oppression.

The inadvertent flash of death in his eyes made tens of thousands of star-sea creatures in the distant sky feel numb, and their eyes were tainted with a trace of fear.

Behind them, creatures from the direction where the stars were located were also walking step by step, and the firelight shone on them like scorching torches.

Although their eyes did not meet directly, each of them revealed an indifference to all things that could not be explored, elusive, and irresistible!

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

Chen Daotian clenched a fist with one hand and looked at the millions of creatures in the sea of ​​stars in the air, and finally looked at the black masked monk. The latter groaned, with unbelievable shock in his eyes...

"Do you, the useless cultivators from Xinghai, dare to touch the Ghost Face Clan that Dao Ancestor wants to protect?!"

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

The entire Ghost Face Tribe station fell into silence. Millions of creatures in the sea of ​​​​stars were shocked by the momentum of the Chen family, and their souls were shaken by the words. They were speechless and did not dare to refute a word...

The fingers of the monk in the black mask trembled slightly, and the scalps of the Mahayana monks from all sides were numb. For a moment, countless eyes met, full of confusion and panic.

Under the ruins.

The pupils of the woman holding the portrait suddenly shrank, and her whole body was shaking violently, because at this time, behind her... there was a Tribulation-Transcending Heavenly Lord staring at her!

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

"Woman, please don't touch the senior's portrait. Yes, the Immortal Dao will be destroyed..."