"Zi Yan, do you still feel the Thunder Punishment Mark on your forehead now?" asked Qiantian, his eyes kept on Zi Yan's forehead.

"Should you feel anything?" Zi Yan touched her forehead with her hand.

"Come, give me your hand. Qiantian said.

"Why, why do you suddenly want to hold my hand?" For physical contact, Zi Yan now seems to be more and more sensitive, every time she looks at herself, pulls herself, or touches herself, she will seem to be stimulated, and the deer in her heart will collide.

"I learned from Yuan Shi Tianzun how to take the pulse of human beings, and through the pulse, maybe I can know if your body is still affected by the Thunder Punishment Seal. Seeing that Zhitian was taking himself so seriously, in the end, Zi Yan could only choose to cooperate, after all, he cared about himself so much, what a happy feeling it was?

After a round of pulse-checking, Qiantian seemed to show a contemplative expression, he pinched his chin, and said contemplatively: "Isn't my understanding wrong? Why have you gained a lot of true qi, but you still can't disperse this Thunder Punishment Seal? And ......" At this point, he stopped, as if he had fallen into a kind of contemplation.

At this time, she didn't seem to care too much about whether there was a curse on her head or not, and her concentration was almost all on her wrist that was being gently touched by the sky, and her heart seemed to be contemplating something, and her heartbeat was still so violent.

"It seems that in order to remove this mark of yours, you need to visit some other places, Zi Yan, are you ready?" Suddenly, Qiantian began to speak again, and his tone became serious.

"Huh, huh?" For the sudden question, Zi Yan, who was a little distracted, was stunned, and Zi Tian didn't seem to give her time to react at all, so she directly took Zi Yan's hand, exited another exit in "nothing", and glided straight over.

"Ah——! where are you going this time——!" Zi Yan's shouts filled the chute, and as they slid quickly, the two of them had reached the exit.

This time, they arrived in a different place. There seemed to be an earth-shattering war going on in front of him, and hundreds of thousands of strange-looking alien soldiers were galloping in all directions from a high place towards a swamp in a basin, and in the swamp, in the quagmire, a group of soldiers with three heads and six arms, more burly than the beasts, and holding many sharp blades.

"Heavens, who are the people surrounded in those quagmires, they look even stranger than those aliens!"

The place where Zhitian and Ziyan landed, fortunately, there was some distance from the battlefield, at this time they were standing in the territory of the alien race, halfway up the Yin Mountain, from this height, not only can they have an unobstructed view of the scene of the battle between the two clans not far away, but they can even experience the magnificent feeling.

"These six-handed races are called the Shura race, and it seems that they are a new race that has just been born. Qiantian looked at the battlefield in front of him and explained to Zi Yan.

"A new race, so how is a race born?" At this time, it seemed that the vanguard of the alien army that had successfully ambushed had arrived at the territory of those Shura in the swamp, and with the swing of the big knife in the hand of the alien race, in an instant, many warriors on both sides fell to the ground, and blood overflowed, which couldn't help but cause a lot of sadness in Zi Yan's heart: "It's so cruel......"

"It is said that the Shura are born warriors, and the purpose of their existence is to kill all the creatures of the land under our feet at this time, and for no reason, as if it were a mission. Qiantian said.

"What's the point of such a life? If they do kill the land, what about after that?" In the basin, the two sides have been mixed into a large area, because one Shura has six knives in his hand, in a one-on-one fight, their hot wheel-like whirling slash, so that many foreign soldiers are unable to guard against it, many of them have just stabbed with a shot, or grabbed with a claw, but after being resisted by one of the hands of the Shura, they will be ruthlessly killed by the rest of the swords.

However, the alien race came prepared this time, in addition to outflanking the attack, the alien monks also began to practice, one by one fireballs fell from the sky, and the alien soldiers who were fighting saw the fireball attacking, they immediately raised their shields, and in this way, these scorching flames all hit those unprepared Shura warriors, and this time, the situation began to obviously fall to the camp of the alien race. When the Shura wanted to extinguish the fire on their bodies that could not be extinguished no matter what, due to the gap in defense, the alien soldiers who had been prepared before dropped their shields together, and began to hit the Shura soldiers beside them again.

Looking at the swamp that was gradually ruthlessly dyed red by blood red, and listening to the endless wails on the battlefield, hot and sad tears burst out of Zi Yan's eyes.

At this time, Qiantian, who was pulling her to walk towards the top of Yin Mountain, noticed Zi Yan's feelings and sorrow about the war in front of her, and wanted to say something, but she felt that she couldn't say it, so she could only adjust her thoughts and say something different to Zi Yan: "Zi Yan, all races are working hard to explore and find answers and ways out for their own survival, and after all, we are just passers-by, as you said before, we are not suitable to participate in it." ”

"Maybe...... However, I don't know why, watching those lives just dissipate on the earth, I feel uncontrollable sadness and sorrow in my heart. Zi Yan's voice trembled slightly.

"I think this may be caused by your sudden possession of the cultivation of the Golden Immortal, and your perception ability is suddenly magnified many times. "It seems that he has found some reason.

"Qiantian, didn't you say that you represent the will of Pangu, then, this desolate land transformed by Pangu is full of sadness and resentment, is this also Pangu's will?"

"I can't answer you this, after all, I only represent part of his primordial god now, as for why this desolate land is like this, maybe in the end, when I find the answer that Pangu wants me to find for him, I will be able to give you a complete answer. Therefore, Zi Yan, you must work hard to live, and only in this way can I answer the doubts in your heart in the end. ”

Zi Yan didn't speak again, she blinked, as if to stop her tears, and then moved closer in the direction of Zhitian, and followed him to continue on her own path.

"Damn ......" was whispering angrily, it was the leader of the Shura army, the Styx Ancestor.

"Styx, we seem to be falling into the traps of those alien races step by step, and the strange spells they use have greatly hindered our army!"

At this time, in the swamp surrounded and suppressed by tens of thousands ——!of alien troops, there was a loud roar of pain, it was a banner commander who had killed countless enemies and carried the Shura military flag, he roared fiercely at this time, and his tough body was pierced by several alien bayonets and spears.

An extremely burly, red-faced alien general with a golden coat jumped in front of the Shura Banner Commander. He is the leader of the Ape Demon Clan, the Ape Demon King.

"Hmph, if you want to occupy our homeland, and you still want to set foot in Yin Mountain, this is your fate!" Roar——!" After speaking, the Ape Demon King suddenly opened his huge mouth, and with his extremely sharp teeth, under the combined force of his upper and lower jaws, he bit the head of the flag commander to death, and then slammed it.

In an instant, this powerful warrior of Shura was in a different place, and his blood spurted out like volcanic magma in an instant. The flag commander, who had been roaring bravely before, fell silently in a pool of blood, and finally turned into blood and seeped into the ground.

Due to the fall of the flag commander, many Shura warriors instantly felt a trace of confusion and fear, and under this extremely brief hesitation, the situation on the scene completely fell to the foreign army. Soon, the thousands of Shura warriors who had been stagnant for half a second and showed their flaws, the alien demons whose morale burned like flames cut off their heads, cut their bodies, and pierced their chests.

It seems that the Styx Ancestor can't afford to hesitate and think again and again, and just listens: "Withdraw ——!"

After hearing the final order of his supreme commander, the Shura heralds, who were deployed at intervals of distance, hurriedly shouted this much-delayed order to the front line one after another.

In the end, after a winding retreat and casualties like a mountain road, all the Shura who were still lucky enough to evacuate finally returned to their narrow sea of blood through the cracks in the Yin Mountain, their only exit and the only way back at this time.

Since the pioneers of the demon clan who had previously pursued and entered the sea of blood had lost their news immediately after entering, under the terrible description of an embarrassed little demon scout who was lucky enough to escape, the demon kings finally decided to give up the pursuit. This "Battle of Yinshan", which lasted for 500 years and suffered heavy casualties, finally came to a heroic end with the great victory of the demons of all races who have been guarding and living closely around Yinshan under the fierce resistance and successful strategy of the demon clan.

The soldiers of the alien race cheered excitedly for their hard-fought victory, and after that, it was a very grand celebration feast.

Intoxicated by the moonlit night, the soldiers raised their glasses and drank around the campfire, tears welled up in their eyes, and sang and danced. At this time, the alien people who were temporarily enjoying the joy of victory seemed to have forgotten that in fact, their so-called victory was buried behind the heroic sacrifice of the Xuan Turtle Demon King and the blood of the entire 260,000 demon compatriots.

What they didn't expect was that the corpses and limbs that had been forgotten by their heroic drunkenness at this time, and which had not been disposed of in time, would be ironically reassembled in the years to come, and would launch a ruthless rebellion and killing against the alien brothers who had forgotten themselves, survived, and were now reveling in the joy of victory......

These demon beasts, who were already drunk and had different shapes at this time, didn't think about it carefully, in fact, the Shura alien race they defeated was only 8,000 soldiers and a banner commander compared to the huge number of casualties of their own alien race!

In this way, Yinshan, and this sacred homeland where aliens live, ushered in a very short period of peace and peace. And in the birthplace of the Shura tribe, which the aliens dare not set foot in and is separated by a place, an even more terrible reform and growth and development is brewing in this short respite.

The warm sun did not shine on them, the peaceful moonlight could not reflect their figures, and the gifts and nourishment from the desolate land did not give them even a little mercy, and in this pool of blood, forgotten by all living beings, and filled with countless souls and wails, the resentment and jealousy of all life on the earth had gathered into an endless mass of killing intent. The only Shura patriarch Styx Ancestor who was given the quasi-saint qualification by God, his hatred and desire swelled strongly, and no one could stop it......

"Shura kills and kills, and the blood sea slaughters the spirit. Looking back gloomily, my heart is sad, but I ask what the sorrowful can do?" - Nine Mountains and Seas