After the war, the pure land of the western desert has become ruins. There is no complete mountain and no clean river. It is full of smoke and blood.
After the repair, the eight clans of Honghuang also led their troops to retreat.
As you can see, their faces changed from a ferocious smile to ferocity. Although the dust night was killed, they also lost a lot, nearly 10 million people, less than 5 million people.
First, there was a scuffle among the eight ethnic groups, and then there was a natural calamity of the eight emperors in the Honghuang period. Too many people were buried, including the holy king and the great sage.
In addition to the previous xuanhuang Xinghai, before and after such a calculation, Honghuang people lost extremely miserably. What''s good to be happy about? If you change so much for one person, they will pay a lot.
In particular, the poor and strange people, in the sea of stars, the three emperors were captured, and most of them disappeared with the death of the dust night.
"The heavens are too calm." Taotie emperor to be cold hum.
"Unite with other clans, and then raise the flames of war, and let the blood dye the starry sky." The quasi emperors of the seven ethnic groups were also cruel and bloodthirsty.
After that, the doors of the transmission domain were held up, and the emperor to be of all ethnic groups led the troops to the West desert.
Without the ancient city transmission array, you can''t fly out.
With their departure, the West desert land really fell into peace, the wind howled, you can hear the whining, there are Buddha in the West desert, there are people in the flood land.
Space black hole, quiet and dead, ye Chen sits on his knees.
His body is covered with blood. There is not an inch of complete skin and a piece of bone. In his body, the emperor''s way of killing is rampant, and he wants to swallow him up in this darkness.
Every wound in his body is haunted by the law of the emperor. To dissolve his essence, the wound cannot be healed.
A pick eight emperors, although he won, but also a tragic victory, fight nearly die, the hidden injury is devastating.
However, his achievements were dazzling. He created a myth again. He fought eight Honghuang emperors at the same level. What a tyrant he was.
"Suppress it." Ye Chen''s heart is cold chide, clenching the teeth, mobilizing the origin and blood, very close to grinding out the killing machine.
His mouth bleeding constantly, even if the blood is also lingering in a trace of lightning, the evil spirit of the emperor and the emperor''s killing opportunity coexist.
In the furnace, xizun three people stare at tightly, do not know how to help, have to pray in the heart, hope Ye Chen can endure.
Ye Chen has experienced the first battle of destruction. It is lucky that ye Chen can live. It is true Nirvana that he can cross this barrier.
As time went by, ye Chen''s pale face became ruddy for a minute. The fierce murderous opportunity had weakened a lot, but the evil spirit of the emperor was too strong.
Looking at his broken body, the blood ravine has begun to heal, the bright golden light covers the body surface, and the holy body''s Qi and blood are revived.
Seeing this, xizun''s three talents are relaxed. Ye Chen has passed the most difficult period, and it is only a matter of time before he recovers.
"Next, just wait." Kui Niu carried the wine pot and glanced at the Honghuang people who were not far away.
"What are you looking at? My boss can''t die." Li Changsheng cursed, "the eight emperors of Honghuang can''t destroy the ancient holy body."
Those Honghuang people were covered with blood. Although their faces were ferocious, they were pale and bloodless, even frightened.
In the furnace, they witnessed Ye Chen''s extermination of the eight emperors of Honghuang. They also watched Ye Chen escape from the imperial road. Ye Chen''s means shocked them.
Ironically, all the eight ethnic groups in Honghuang thought Ye Chen was dead, and they would pay the price of bleeding for it in the future.
In the dark, they seem to have seen the sea of blood, and let the bones of the Honghuang mountains, must be ye Chen.
"In other words, where is this?" Li Changsheng closed his eyes, grilled at the mouth of the stove, looking to the outside world, dark.
"It should be a black hole in space." Xizun took a deep breath.
"It''s mostly the power of the samsara eye." Kui Niu pondered, "with the immortal wheel eye of heaven, there is the same wonderful."
"They can hook black holes at will." Li Changsheng tongue, bright eyes, "boss, this magical power against the sky."
"It''s dark. It''s a bit of a shame!" Kui Niu coughed. Even in the copper stove, he still felt chilly all over. He always felt a double eye staring at him.
Not only he, but also xizun and Li Changsheng.
The first time I come to space black hole, there is no light to speak of, deep silence, no sound. If you stay here too long, the whole person will go crazy.
But, where do they know, it is in this dark black hole, ye Chen has been alone for a hundred years, that kind of loneliness, ordinary people, will never understand.
Black hole into a long time of quiet, ye Chen in cross knee treatment, Kui Niu three people are not idle, in the stew.
Everything is going on in a quiet and orderly way.
The black hole is very quiet, but the outside world is very lively.
Only three days after leaving the western desert, the eight ethnic groups of Honghuang made a rebellion in Zhongzhou. They set up a battle platform at the foot of Zhutian mountains, which was huge enough and hung with the banner of Honghuang.
On one side of the battle platform, there are cold copper pillars standing, and the copper pillars are locked with blood drenched people, all of them are repaired.
The battle platform is surrounded by human figures. More than 80% of them are repaired by people. Some of them are old and others are young. They are covered with the sky and covered with the earth. It is like a sea tide."Ants from all over the sky, come and fight." The whole secret of laughter, spread all over the world.
He was the ninth Prince of Taowu of Honghuang nationality, lying on his chair, turning his thumb leisurely.
He was not alone, but other princes, such as the ninth Prince of the snake and the ninth Prince of the armadillo, were also present. All of them were of noble status, with thousands of people.
The purpose of setting up the battle platform is obvious, that is to attract the younger generation of Zhutian to fight, and there is still a bet for this.
"Damn it." A lot of people have been trained. There are many younger generations. Looking at the blood drenched scene, they are all full of resentment. They are really more and more unscrupulous.
"If you win, let them go." "If you can''t win, you will kill them."
"Asshole." A young man under the stage was furious. He stepped onto the stage one step at a time. He was a king level man with bare arms. His muscles were like a dragon. He was torn by thunder and lightning. His eyes were bright and his breath was fierce. The blood of the barbarian people was hidden in his body. You can see that he is a bold descendant.
"I can''t do more than I can." The nine Prince''s mouth is slightly tilted, playing and maltreating, a pair of blood eyes, with a faint light.
"Take my axe." The barbarian youth drank a lot and stepped into the empty sky. He swung his Tomahawk, clasped his hands tightly, and cleaved the sky with an axe, which was extremely powerful.
The nine Prince of the snake laughed and raised his hand at will and wiped it off with one hand. The axe of the barbarian youth suddenly cracked. Even he flew out and landed on the ground. He did not stop his body. The nine Prince of the snake arrived, and his eyebrows pierced through his eyebrows and destroyed his real body.
The barbarian youth died on the spot. His strong body melted the blood mist and dyed the battle platform red.
"Who else?" The ninth Prince of the snake licked the blood on his fingertips. His tongue was scarlet and his face was happy with a smile.
"Damn it." A corner of the crowd, the little ape emperor wanted to rush to the battle platform, but was stopped by his own elders.
"Third uncle, you stopped me for a while, did you stop me all my life?" The little ape emperor snorted coldly. His eyes were golden, and he was ready to spray fire. "Our ancestors fought against the emperor all his life, but his descendants were not cowards."
"Even if you want to fight, I will wait for your injury to recover." The third uncle of the holy ape said faintly, "I will never stop you."
"Daddy, let me go, let me kick that dog scum." On the other hand, the Dragon robbery will also go on, and he is imprisoned by the Dragon Emperor. He knows that he can''t fight but still go on. That''s looking for death.
Not only the two of them, but also the Wuzu Shenzi and the southern emperor, were bound by their elders. This time, they were going to die.
"Are the heavens deserted?" Seeing no one on the stage, the nine Prince of the snake laughed and showed his fangs. "The humble mole ants are really not interesting."
"Damn it." The young monks below were all red in their eyes. Their fists were soaked in blood, and their bodies could not help shaking.
"If the holy body is still there, if the dust night is still there, why are we so weak?" The elders sigh helplessly.
What is hard to hide is the sadness. The elders in the sky are absolutely suppressed, and even the outstanding people in the sky can not lift their heads.
"Mole ant, humble mole ant." The nine princes of the snake laughed and laughed wantonly. The people who were locked in the bronze pillars were destroyed one by one, and the wailing was very sad.