The first chapter of the Nine Continents is ancient and unprecedented

The divine soldiers and generals of the Zhurong Divine Army collectively gave birth to an illusion, they felt that their movements had slowed down, but they could not find anything abnormal.

This is because almost all the people around them are in the same state.

If they look away, they will feel that they and those around them have become ridiculously sluggish.

When he retracted his gaze and looked at his side, his movements were no different from usual.

This kind of encounter makes them feel confused, but they are puzzled.

Actually, to put it bluntly, this is not a too supernatural event. All of this was done by Zhao Yuxin.

Zhao Yuxin folded the space above the entire Puban Plain, making these warriors feel as if they were being fragmented, and with every move and move, they needed to cross an extremely wide space.

On the contrary, this spatial folding has no effect on the light that represents the passage of time.

In this way, their subconscious minds have discovered their own abnormality. When they relied on their eyes to tell the difference, they couldn't detect the anomaly anyway.

Sometimes, it's as simple as that, but no one wants to think about it.

This can't be blamed for the fact that these Zhurong Divine Army's thinking is too solid, mainly because Zhao Yuxin's behavior has never happened in the history of the human race and the god race combined. On the premise of not knowing whether there will be latecomers, it has really achieved the level of the past and the present.

This is also a complaint, these gods and gods will not think about this aspect.

Units in battle, in terms of speed, are already similar to a race between ants and birds for units that have not entered the battle.

When Tan Yonghou led the team to the entrance and exit on the other side of the plain, the first wave of divine soldiers and generals who wanted to escape had just turned around and taken the first step.

Tan Yonghou organized the defense line and immediately sent a message to Zhao Yuxin, indicating that he was in place.

Zhao Yuxin didn't look at this news at all, but only roughly captured the keyword "in place". He then fell to the ground on his back.

The collapse of Zhao Yuxin came without any warning. Even Wu Luo, who was watching all this in the sky, was a little overwhelmed.

has already lost an apprentice, and Wu Luo certainly refuses to let this apprentice's son-in-law be killed again.

What's more, Pan'er can be reborn after she dies. When she recovers her memory, what kind of emotion will she have once she finds out that her father-in-law is dead?

If there is nowhere to vent this emotion, it will definitely affect Pan'er's Dao heart. If she needs an outlet, she, the master who "can't save her when she sees death", must be the first person to be angry.

In a split second, Wu Luo thought a lot. This is also thanks to the fact that Wu Luo is a high-level deity, otherwise she would not have been able to think about so much content between lightning and flint.

Wu Luo, who didn't want to take the blame, stepped across a large area of space in one step. When she appeared in front of Zhao Yuxin, she happened to see Emperor Zhuan and Chongli, who were covered in blood, also happened to come to Zhao Yuxin's side.

Let Chongli help Zhao Yu's salary, Emperor Zhuan personally came to Wu Luo, and said a little tiredly: "Fortunately, the gods and goddesses who participated in the divine war have all been killed. ”

Wu Luo just nodded slightly, and did not comment too much on this matter. A pair of beautiful eyes, all focused on Zhao Yuxin's body at the moment.

Emperor Zhen looked at Zhao Yuxin, frowned slightly, and said, "Wuluo God, what should I do with this person?" ”

Wu Luo glanced at Emperor Zhen meaningfully, and asked rhetorically, "Do you have any suggestions?" ”

Emperor Zhen made a movement to wipe his neck and whispered: "Judging from the current momentum, this person will sooner or later occupy a high position in the human race. But after all, he is a soul from another world, and I am afraid ......"

Although he didn't even mention what to do with Zhao Yu's salary, Wu Luo clearly understood what Emperor Zhen meant.

"Alas~" Wu Luo sighed, "Are you afraid that he will become the next Zhu Rongyangyan?" ”

Emperor Zhen nodded seriously and did not speak.

Wu Luo sighed again, as if he was making a difficult decision.

After a long time, Wu Luo spoke: "If you think it is necessary, I will naturally not protect your shortcomings." Still, slow down, I have something to ask him. ”

Emperor Zhuan was a little excited when he heard Wu Luo say this. He took a step forward, tried his best to suppress his emotions and said, "What this son did today is definitely not a good act. Even if he is an extraordinary saint like Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, for the revenge of his own clan, he will only kill thousands of miles of blood, kill more than 100,000 alien races, and several alien pseudo-gods, which will already affect the Dao heart somewhat. For the sake of his wife, he was able to order hundreds of thousands of Zhurong Shenjun to be buried with him. Such a bloody act can be called an unprecedented stroke in the history of the human race. ”

Wu Luo knows that whether a person who practices witchcraft becomes a god or a demon is ultimately in a thought.

Like Zhao Yuxin, who had just crossed that threshold, immediately learned the news of the murder of his beloved wife, and it is very likely that when he wakes up later, he will fall from a god to a devil.

Just as he was hesitating, Wu Luo suddenly felt that there was movement in Zhao Yuxin's place, and immediately leaned his head over there to look.

Emperor Zhuan also turned his head and looked in the direction of Wu Luo's probe.

I saw that Zhao Yuxin, who was already weak and almost immobile, took out something from his private space with great difficulty, and was desperately stuffing it into Chongli.

After all, Wu Luo was well-informed, and he immediately saw that this was a inheritance fire.

The Inheritance Flame is a means for the fire attribute gods to inherit the Dao system, and it is also one of the five mythical-level inheritance fruits.

Whoever gets this spark only needs to eat the spark and immediately use the divine power. Even, as long as he doesn't fall unexpectedly, he is destined to cultivate to a mid-level and above god realm.

This inheritance flame obviously came from Lao Zhurong, and Zhao Yuxin obviously put away the inheritance fire left by Lao Zhurong when he fell, and then deliberately took it over to give it to Chongli.

Even for a cultivator like Chongli who has already cultivated the fire attribute to the mid-level god realm, it is also of great reference value to obtain the inheritance left by a higher cultivation god of the same attribute.

Even, just because of this inheritance fire, if you continue to practice after Chongli, you can avoid countless detours.

This gift is extremely heavy for Chongli. Even, after Chongli becomes the pillar of the human race in the future, the entire human race is equivalent to being involved in cause and effect with today's gifts.

Wu Luo and Emperor Zhuan exchanged glances with each other, and both of them shook their heads silently, knowing that it was impossible to continue the actions they had said before.

Such a person who thinks about the human race everywhere, even if he may one day grow into a second old Zhurong. No one had a reason to take his life until he was converted.