The city of the Celestial Race, named Celestial City, is a place that the Celestial Race has guarded for countless years, and it is full of memories for Fan Qingqing.

However, when the two stepped into the Celestial City, they found that it was dead silent.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air.

"Bang"

Yang Luo casually walked in front of a door, slapped it with a slap, and the door was violently opened, and the scene inside was revealed.

The smell of blood is overwhelming, and the picture inside is tearful.

"This is Uncle Chen Jue's house, how could they die?" Fan Qingqing lost control of his emotions, he didn't expect things to turn out like this.

In the room, there was nothing else, only a few corpses, and the blood had just clotted.

According to Yang Luo's estimates, these people died for less than a pillar of incense.

"Not true. ”

Fan Qingqing ran all the way, shed tears all the way, opened the doors of familiar friends along the way again and again, and fell into sadness again and again.

This time, the Celestial Race had killed too many people, and before Yang Luo could destroy them, these people had already stayed away from the wounds and pains of the world.

"Uncle Wang. ”

"Sister Liu Yuqing. ”

"Dong Lao. ”

......

One name after another, called out by Fan Qingqing, used to be a familiar chatter, but now there is only hysteria.

Yang Luo followed silently, and gradually understood the matter at this time.

The Celestial Race, I am afraid that they will collectively kill themselves on this day, without any hesitation, they died peacefully, maybe this was planned a long time ago.

"Grandpa, second grandpa, are you still there?"

Fan Qingqing ran in a panic, and finally came to the moment she was most afraid of, her hand stayed in front of the tall door, trembling.

"Bang"

Eventually, she slammed the door apart and looked into the room.

Although the room is relatively spacious, it is very simple, and there are no luxuries in the room, only a few common things.

In the middle of the room, a statue of a celestial man with his hands clasped together, dignified and sacred.

However, underneath the statue of the celestials, several old men hung their heads, as if they had also become statues.

"Grandpa, second grandpa, third grandpa...... Wake up quickly. Fan Qingqing ran over and shook the arms of several old men.

However, they are all dead.

"Buzz"

Suddenly, above the statue of the celestials, a remnant spirit emerged.

"Grandpa, what the hell is going on?" Fan Qingqing looked at the phantom of the old man who appeared, his eyes were already full of tears, and his heart was filled with sadness.

"Alas"

"Qingqing, this is the decision of all of us, the Celestial Race used to be the guardian of the three holy cities in ancient times, and although it was later fallen, but the heritage is still there, how can it be reduced to someone else's prisoner forever?

There are only two paths in front of the Celestial Race, one is to perish, and the other is to kill a piece of the sky.

But the latter is no longer possible, and the only hope is in you.

But how did you get back now?"

Grandpa Tai sighed that his remnant soul was left just for an accident, but he didn't expect him to see Fan Qingqing again.

If even Fan Qingqing hadn't escaped, then where was the future of their Celestial Race?

"Heaven is going to die, my celestial human race......"

Looking at Fan Qingqing, Grandpa Tai was not happy, but only bitter.

Yang Luo listened to the old man's words quietly, feeling that the history of the Heavenly Human Race was extremely brilliant, but later, for some reason, he became a prisoner of the Heavenly Demon Clan and imprisoned his freedom.

If the Celestial Race is still a little bloody, they know that they have to resist.

However, the Heavenly Demon Clan did not give them any dignity, and let them dig the Heavenly Demon Stone Mine and do all kinds of inferior work, and they did not know how many Heavenly Terran people were exhausted every day.

The Heavenly Demon Clan, treating the Celestial Race is really treating slaves, all kinds of beatings, how ruthless they are.

Finally, the Celestials secretly discussed their plans for the future.

Several people with the highest prestige of the Celestial Race united to seal the Heart of the Heavenly Tree into Fan Qingqing's dantian, wanting her to take her away.

Even if everyone in the Celestial Race is dead, as long as Fan Qingqing is still alive, then there is still hope.

When Grandpa Tai saw Fan Qingqing again, he knew that his hope was almost gone.

"Are you sent by the Heavenly Demon Clan to destroy my Celestial Race? It's a pity that you were disappointed, the Celestial Race has become history. Grandpa Tai stared at Yang Luo and said self-deprecatingly.

"Yes and no. ”

Yang Luo said a more inexplicable sentence.

"What do you mean? Do you still want to be bad for the Celestials? Where is your conscience?"

Fan Qingqing yelled, her voice almost hoarse.

Yang Luo smiled slightly, turned his back to the outside, and said, "The ground mouse in the dark, who has been with us for so long, shouldn't it also appear." ”

"Boom"

The space swayed, and a bloody shadow condensed.

Xuesan looked at the tragedy in the room and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that the Celestial Race would be so good and calculating, but if you are bumped into by me, you will all die, and the Heavenly Tree will also become an item of our Heavenly Demon Clan!"

"Heavenly Demon Clan, the old man just fights this remnant soul, and he wants to lose both sides with you. Seeing Blood Three, Grandpa Tai was full of anger.

"Get out!"

Blood Three violently slapped a palm, and slammed into the remnant soul that rushed over, and the remnant soul flew out upside down, screaming miserably, becoming even weaker, almost transparent.

"Alas, this remnant of mine has only a little power, and I would have left more if I had known. "Grandpa's face is like ashes.

The third blood is the demon king, even more powerful than the strong man who has just achieved the peak of the saint, and now the grandfather is in the state of the remnant soul, and he is definitely not an opponent.

"Old brute, you were no match for me in your heyday, and now you are just a pitiful worm, and I will let you witness the demise of the Celestial Race. ”

There was a cruel smile on Xuesan's face.

"Let's go. ”

Unexpectedly, Yang Luo suddenly burst out, grabbed Fan Qingqing and fled outside.

Fan Qingqing struggled hard, but Yang Luo's arm fixed her firmly like iron tongs, and she could only cry.

"Want to escape?"

Xuesan sneered, turned around and chased out.

"Don't try to run, I won't let you hurt Qingqing. Grandpa Tai began to work hard, obstructing Xuesan, not wanting him to chase Fan Qingqing.

"Get out of here!"

This time, the fire of the third blood came up, and the demonic energy slapped away, and the remnant soul of the grandfather dissipated on the spot, and only a few points of light returned to the statue of the celestial man.

Blood Three chased them out, and just happened to see Yang Luo and them enter a whirlpool.

"Could it be the space of the Heavenly Tree?" Xuesan's eyes lit up, imagining the scene of a thousand-foot spirit plant standing in front of him, and his blood boiled.

Without further ado, Xuesan resolutely caught up and also burrowed into the whirlpool.

The whirlpool disappeared as if it had never existed.

This is a chaotic space, there is no sun, moon and stars, only a mysterious power circulating.

"What is this place?"

As soon as Xuesan stepped into the spatial passage, his brows were furrowed, as a demon king, his most basic judgment still existed, and now he wanted to turn back, but he saw that there was no way behind him.

"Huh"

"Welcome to my world!"

Yang Luo appeared not far away, and he had now let go of Fan Qingqing.

Fan Qingqing sat weakly on the ground, still thinking about the affairs of the Celestial Race, her emotions were filled with sadness.

"Boy, what are you talking about, what is your world? You can hand over Fan Qingqing, and then abolish your cultivation, and I will spare you a whole corpse. ”

Xuesan shouted coldly, and the breath belonging to the Demon King on his body was completely released, dyeing the surrounding space into blood. Take a look at the latest chapter of "Super Dragon Vein Supreme Claw Book House" and read it for free for the first time.