Heaven and earth shrouded by the will of humanity, if he realized that he was endangering the fortunes of the entire human race, I am afraid that he would have already triggered the purple qi of qi luck to counterattack, and let him die himself.

As soon as he thought of this, Qingyang Huan felt more and more in his heart that the will of humanity was boundless, and he had insight into the United States.

The Shura race, the race that brought the human race an indelible blood debt back then, this kind of grudge will not disappear because of the passage of time, and becoming a slave in his hands, and then rebelling against the Gara tribe is the best destination.

Of course, the premise is that the Shura clan, which has been suppressed for a great era, has also been hit hard, and can be included in the Great Thunder Yin Temple by Jia Luo's clone.

Standing in the open gap, Qingyang Huan did not leave, he was waiting for the news from the Jialuo clone, if the Shura clan still had the power of the great shore, then he would rather open the seal later than bring a crisis to himself.

After a long thought, a ray of Gara holy light appeared from the hole in the two realms that had been opened.

The next moment, Qingyang Huan punched out a magic seal, and the breath of the heavens intertwined into a sealing talisman, which was printed on the open path of the two realms, and his figure also disappeared in the sealing world.

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Shura Ancestral Land!

This is a desolate and ancient land, and the whole world is filled with a thick mist, and you can't see the edge at a glance, and you can't see the outline of the distant heaven and earth.

In the hazy mist, under the cover of heavy clouds, a dark moon hung high, this round of the dark moon exuded a cold and cold cold, and other than that, there was not a single star twinkling on the entire heavenly dome.

Bang!

Qingyang Huan stepped down and let out a thunderous roar, and the dark earth was as solid as a black stone, making a sound like gold and iron colliding.

"The Shura clan has fallen. ”

The voice came out of the hazy mist, making Qing Yanghuan's heart drop slightly, and he stepped forward, where he passed, the earth was bare, without the slightest vitality, not even a leaf of moss had grown.

Dead Realm!

There is no life, no water source, Qingyang Huan has been heading towards the depths of this ancient world, the heaven and earth are desolate and lonely, cold to the bone.

Legend has it that the ancestor of the Shura clan is the ancestor of the River Styx, which was created in the River Styx in the north, so the Shura family respects the ancestor of the River Styx as the ancestor of creation, but this statue has created the existence of a group, but no warrior has ever seen it.

Stepping over the heavy black mist, Qing Yanghuan's eyes saw an endless black ocean, the sea water was like a secluded pool, sticky and heavy, and the blood sea Styx that he encountered when he killed the Bird Ming Ghost Emperor.

The only difference is that the Styx Sea in front of me is vast and boundless, and I don't know how many times the size of the Styx River where the Ghost Emperor is located.

The waves of the ocean, the black water as thick as mercury lapping against the shore, after years of erosion, the reef on the shore of the Hades has long since turned into black diamonds, glittering with ghostly light.

Qing Yanghuan stopped here, he hadn't forgotten the ugly lizard monsters in the River Styx, but unfortunately he didn't see these monsters here, and there were no waves under the surface of the ocean.

"In order to survive, the Shura clan has long eaten up all the vitality that can be refined in this world. ”

Jia Luo's clone came on the waves, he entered this Shura realm before Qingyang Huan, and he had already investigated the surrounding scenes, and it was not easy to survive in the long years of banning.

Even if it is a strong person who seals the king of heaven and earth, maybe it will be nothing if he does not absorb the energy of heaven and earth for a hundred years, but if it is a thousand years. What about 10,000 years, or even 108,000 years?

Not to mention that Shura was confined in this ancient realm, almost one hundred and eight epochs, each of which had a long time of 108,000 years.

It's okay not to eat, but even if it's a king, the emperor will consume it, the difference is the length of time it can be supported.

The most important thing is that the Shura tribe is extremely murderous and bloody, they feed on blood, and when they can't break the ban and obtain resources, the despicability of the entire race is infinitely magnified in this ancient land.

The Shura clan was born in the most filthy sea of blood in heaven and earth, so in the Shura realm where they lived, where could it be the elixir Yingye, and the old medicine swallowed the fragrance.

The Shura Realm is an evil and cold place, and when the connection with the outside world is severed, it is an immeasurable disaster for this race.

"Fortunately, these crazy Shura tribes are not completely starving and faint, leaving some fire for their own clan. ”

Jia Luo's clone led Qingyanghuan towards the depths of the River Styx, and soon under the undulating black waves, Qingyanghuan saw black coffins suspended in the ocean.

Each of these coffins carries a netherworld seal, isolated from the erosion of the outside world, and under his perception, tens of millions of coffins of all sizes are clothed, and they rise and fall with the waves.

The number of tens of millions seems to be a lot, but the Shura clan at its peak back then, the people were counted in hundreds of millions of trillions, and this group was the best warrior for both men and women, bringing indelible damage to the human race.

At the bottom of the coffin, under the ocean bed, there are thick bones, which have been eroded for a long time, and these accumulated white bones have long been formed into a thick layer of bone and stone under the compaction and erosion of the seawater.

At a glance, Qingyang Huan understood the reason why these warriors of the Shura clan survived, and after eating all the vitality of the Shura realm, he began to devour his fellow clan, and used the billions of life blood bones of the same clan to provide blood energy to the tens of millions of people in front of him to maintain their vitality.

Of course, this kind of vitality is also hanging on the vitality of the immortal, above the bone stone layer, you can see the coffins that fell down, these coffins are the Shura tribe that did not survive, turned into a pile of white bones.

Rumble!

The next moment, Qingyang Huan chose a coffin the size of a hundred zhang and bombarded it, this coffin is considered to be the middle and upper size among the tens of millions of Shura coffins, and the one lying in it should be the king of the Shura clan.

Suddenly, the black coffin seal was torn apart, the coffin lid was shattered, and a beautiful woman covered her belly with her hands, as if she was sleeping quietly.

Airplanes!

However, in this short moment, the whole body of this beautiful Shura Queen began to age at a speed visible to the naked eye, and her crystal body turned into overlapping folds, and all vitality began to dissolve.

Boom!

The next moment, Qingyang Huan's big hand grabbed it again, crushed the Shura king's body, and a hideous phantom rushed out from the depths of the coffin, and let out a miserable scream in his big hand, turning into a cloud of black gas and drifting into the sky, dust to dust, and dust to earth.

Subsequently, Qingyang Huan opened several coffins again, and these notorious Shura clans in their lifetimes were all decayed into a pile of wasteland at this moment.

The erosion of time is shocking.

Then, his eyes fell on the Garo clone, although he wanted the Shura clan to decay, but it would not decay like this, which was almost extinct.

The existence in the coffin is only a very faint vitality, simply put, there is only one breath left to hang, maybe if he opens this Shura clan for tens of thousands of years at night, the Shura clan will be completely removed from the list in this world.

"No, Gara won't let Shura die. ”

There was an indescribable divine light flashing in his expression, and the eyes of Jia Luo's clone surrounded these coffins floating under the vast ocean of the Stygian Sea, and in the center of the thousands of coffins, there were five giant coffins of more than a thousand zhang in size, sealed like a majestic mountain, and from time to time there were flashes of blazing blood.

Outside the blood, there was a ban on the transformation of the Holy Light of Jialuo, and it was obvious that among the giant coffins around them, only the existence in these five giant coffins could still perceive the outside world.

Being shrouded in the holy light of Jialuo also made the silent existence in it sleep peacefully, and without Qingyang Huan's move, Jialuo's clone first smoothed out the hidden dangers that he might bring by entering the Shura realm.

"A decaying Shura is better than a strong Shura, otherwise we won't be able to eat it. ”

When the words fell, the Jia Luo clone pointed to the five huge coffins and said: "I will take these coffins around, the five giant coffins in the center, I will take two of them, and the remaining deities can be taken back to Buzhou Mountain to sacrifice the souls of the deceased human race." ”

The five thousand-zhang giant coffins, the breath is the most silent, like a deep pool that is difficult to perceive, obviously this is the habitat of the powerhouses of the Shura Emperor Realm.

As for whether it has exceeded the realm of the Emperor Realm, Qingyang Huan is also uncertain.

"Good. After thinking about it slightly, Qingyang Huan should be inherited.

It is best to use the three powerhouses of the Shura clan to pay tribute to the human emperor, the emperor, the king, and the Tianjiao who died for the suppression of the Shura clan.

With the current strength of the Jia Luo clone, it is indeed a bit difficult to completely transform the five Shura Emperor Realm powerhouses.

This is different from the previous subjugation of the Light God Monarch and the Eight-clawed Demon Lord, and the status of the Shura clan in the eyes of the Gara clan is even higher than that of the Tengu clan.

When the Garo clone gathers these Shura clans into the Gara Kingdom, it will inevitably attract the attention of some old antiques on the Gara Holy Mountain, if those old guys make a move and snatch these Shura clansmen away, the Garo clones really have no ability to resist.

Therefore, even if he subdues less, he must be a little more stable, and save the two Emperor Realm powerhouses of the Shura clan, plus tens of millions of immortal Shura people, with the status of the quasi-Shakya, it is just right.

If all five Shura Emperor Realm powerhouses go back at once, the Gara clan will inevitably make moves, and it is very likely that other Gara powerhouses will bring back the Shura Emperor Realm powerhouses to wake up.

In this case, a dead Shura is a good Shura.

If you don't do it, you can kill it in advance.

Silent in the giant coffin, the self-banned Shura Emperor Realm powerhouse, I don't know if I calculated that I would have such a catastrophe.

The tone was set, and everything was easy to do next, the long ban made the Shura clan crazy, not to mention the elixir of growth, even the spiritual power in the weapons was absorbed, and the rest were made into such coffins.

It's a pity that the years are difficult, and the coffin has also begun to decay.

The Garo clone began to collect the Shura coffins floating in the Stygian Sea, of course, only those coffins that could still feel a trace of life, and as for the coffins that had long withered like rotten wood, they were all scattered into the Stygian Sea.