"Ahh

Jiang Yun roared angrily, although he knew that this was the reappearance of the traces of the Zhantian era, he still couldn't help it, and wanted to kill all the death army.

The canyon is full of white bones, which are left behind by the ancient ancestors who fought to the last moment.

Immortal!

"There is no battle heaven after the holy mountain, and there is no human race after the Sword Palace-"

The merciless voice spread through the heavens and the earth, like a curse, and as if it was expounding the facts, causing the heavens and the earth to shake, and countless old and weak women and children wept.

The sorrow and unwillingness of the ancient ancestors were covered by this ruthless voice, and the whole world revealed its ruthlessness.

This is to disintegrate the fighting spirit of the remnants of the warriors of the War Heaven World, and to destroy everyone in one fell swoop.

"In the battle of the Terran Sacred Mountain, the Zhantian World was completely defeated, flourished and declined, and there was no longer a Zhantian World that was proud of the heavens. After the First World War of the Terran Sword Palace, the Terran elite was almost wiped out, and there was no decent Terran power in the human world, the heavens and all the worlds. You are waiting for the remnants of the sins, and you are not waiting to be killed? With the remnants of the Terran Martial Palace, do you still want to turn the sky upside down?"

The voice of indifference spread throughout the heavens and the earth, and all the old and weak women and children who were fleeing and the broken army that was resisting stubbornly trembled in unison.

Many almost gave birth to the voice of no longer resisting, and the words of the enemy were like curses.

Even more powerful than the Excalibur, every word pierced into people's hearts, and countless people looked up to the sky and screamed, shedding blood and tears.

"Wishful thinking - as long as there is one person left in my realm alive and one descendant alive, one day, the sealed ancestral realm will open again. The Iron Cavalry of the War Heaven World will once again crush the Ten Thousand Worlds, and cut off all the heads of your peers to sacrifice the heroic spirits who died in battle-" A hazy figure appeared, and said indifferently.

Buzz –

A second hazy figure condensed next to him, shouting: "Our race has never given up resistance, as long as there is still a drop of blood and a breath, we will fight to the death." The holy mountain can be recaptured if it is gone, and the sword palace can be rebuilt if it is broken, and the battle heaven will last forever-"

"As long as there is one person alive, there is one person who resists, and there is not a drop of blood that has not been shed. Our Zhantian World is still there, and the Terrans are still there. After the Battle of the Holy Mountain and the Battle of the Sword Palace, our Zhantian World is still there, the human race is still there, and there are still countless heroic spirits fighting bloodily. The heroic spirit is immortal, and the fighting spirit is eternal—" the third hazy voice shouted.

Knock –

There were terrifying fluctuations outside the firmament, and an unknown powerhouse appeared.

"Kill—"

A hazy figure shouted, soaring into the sky, tearing the sky, fighting with unknown creatures, where there was a roar that shook all worlds.

"Someday, we'll be back—"

The last two hazy figures shouted loudly, rose to the sky, and fought fiercely outside the sky, where the real main battlefield was.

"The battle sky is eternal, and the heroic spirit is immortal—"

All the broken armies were shouting, boosted and morale-boosting, and slaughtered the oncoming army of death.

Even teenage children raised their swords and fought with their enemies.

Girls of five or six years old all took up their swords and looked at the enemy, and some old men and women staggered to kill the enemy and buy time for the children.

"Let's—"

Some gates were opened, and old and weak women and children were teleported away.

"Hunt in all worlds, kill all these ****-"

The commander of the army of death spoke to crush the world, hunt down this group of ****, and cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

"Issue the Ten Thousand Worlds Pursuit and Kill Order, and never suffer in the future!"

The army of darkness appears, joins with the army of death, opens the gates, and kills the worlds, chasing down the ancient ancestors who fled to all walks of life.

Brush –

When everything was calm, the earth was shattered, and the bones were mountains and rivers of blood flowed.

A scene of purgatory on earth, the ancient ancestors shed their last drop of blood, and then they fell, in a pool of blood.

Among the bones, there were children of five or six years old, who stood until the last moment.

In the innocent era, he held a sword in his hand and fought with the enemy. Not for money, not for desire, not for greed, just to live and leave some fire.

Bump –

A scholar covered in blood fell out of the void, vomiting blood, and screaming three times in grief.

"The center of the ten thousand worlds, extremely brilliant, the iron horse stepped into the sky, looking down on the ten thousand worlds. Once it collapsed, the emperor's court was destroyed, hundreds of millions of mountains and rivers, and thousands of spirits turned into loess. ”

"The holy mountain is shattered, and the battle sky is tilted. The Sword Palace was shattered, and the Terrans were defeated. ”

"Hunting in all worlds, chasing and killing orders, the old and weak, women and children, and children shed blood. ”

"Sad, sad—"

The scholar cried, standing helplessly on the broken battlefield, telling the glory of the past and the sadness of the present.

Then, his eyes showed an earth-shattering murderous aura, and he raised his finger to the sky.

"Thousands of generations later, Tianzhong characters were born, breaking the ancestral realm, riding iron across the sky, and stepping on horses in ten thousand worlds. Determine the blood of all worlds, kill all enemies, avenge the heroic souls who died in battle, seek justice for our world, and kill all enemies. ”

"Kill—"

The scholar roared, waved the scripture scroll in the book, broke through the void, and slaughtered into the unknown world, where the screams of the army of death could be heard.

Buzz –

Everything here disappeared, and the Divine Palace flew back to Jiang Yun's sea of knowledge, and the yin qi dissipated.

The resentment on the bones in the canyon dissipated, and the whole canyon became very desolate. Jiang Yun felt as if he had returned to the Zhantian era again, seeing one tragedy after another.

Several people's bodies trembled, and their eyes were about to split, and they wanted to draw their swords and kill the world where those enemies were at this moment.

Choke –

Jiang Yun drew his sword and pointed to the sky and swore: "I, Jiang Yun, swear here, that he will lead a million iron horsemen, ride on ten thousand worlds, kill all enemies, and sacrifice to the heroic spirits of our world——"

Boom –

At this moment, the White Bone Mountain in the valley cracked, and an ancient heavenly path appeared, and the heavenly path was secluded, like a fierce beast opening its mouth and waiting for its prey.

"The descendants of the ancestral realm are bloodline, the descendants of the emperor, and they have compassion for the creatures of the ancestral realm, and vow to kill all the enemies, but they can ward off evil mountains. ”

The icy voice reverberated through the canyon without a trace of emotion.

Jiang Yun showed a different color, they had been looking around here for a few days, but they had not found the entrance to the evil mountain.

The goddess of the cicada was very sure that the evil mountain was near here, but she didn't expect that it was covered by the formation pattern and prohibition.

"Let's go, it seems that this place is only for the pure-blood descendants of our realm, and the creatures of other worlds can't enter at all, and it's a dead end if they come. Jiang Yun looked at Allure Wushuang.

Allure Wushuang nodded: "The ancestors of my realm must have sealed some creations, which can only be obtained by the creatures of my realm. Otherwise, those creations will cheapen enemies and some irrelevant outsiders. ”

Jiang Yun agreed with this very much, taking the Divine Land of the Zhantian Continent as an example.

So far, no divine land has been acquired by the creatures of other worlds, only the native creatures of the Zhantian Continent and the descendants of the Zhantian World can be inherited.

There are two types of descendants of the Zhantian World, one is the person who was directly sealed in the ancestral realm, and the other is the person who fled to other worlds and now enters the Zhantian World. Except for these two types of people, the creatures and descendants of other worlds cannot be created.

There are two types of descendants from other worlds, one is the creatures who have been fighting in the Heaven World since they were latent and on the surface, such as the Innate Divine Mansion Clan, etc., and the other is the invaders who have invaded from all walks of life.

If these people are allowed to be edified, it will not be fed to the wolves with meat.