Chapter 207: Interracial Dissatisfaction? Kill!

It was a difficult time, full of blood, and even if the Terrans had prepared for it, it was a great loss.

Several sections of the starry sky ancient road collapsed, and the two ancient stars of life were shattered, although a large number of living beings had already been removed, they could still be called mountains of bones.

No one expected that this battle had lasted for eighteen years, and it had not yet ended, and these star fields were in great turmoil.

The human race, the Holy Spirit race, the light race, etc., have all been involved in the past ten years, even if they want to, they can't, and there are even strong main clans from other star fields rushing over.

The seven magic wells were opened one by one, as if the gates of hell had been opened, and it was a catastrophe that caused the destruction of life.

Some people speculate that this holy spirit in the mythological era was only one step away from preaching, and almost turned into an ancient emperor, but unfortunately he was killed by Daozun after all and cultivated the gods and ghosts of the Seven Cellars.

After more than ten years of conquest, the ancient wells were broken one after another, and all ethnic groups suffered heavy losses, and even the great sage killed several people one after another.

Some of the ancient wells are not serious, and some of the ancient wells are murderous, beyond imagination, among which the magic well where the head of the Holy Spirit is buried in the mythical era is the most demonic.

The armies of all ethnic groups were killed, and 100,000 living beings were sacrificed, and the blood was covered with demonic soil, and the corpses and bones were mountainous, so that a crack appeared in the seal here.

In the end, all the tribes tried everything to finally open this ancient well, and on the day of the opening of the well, the vision was astonishing.

Since this day, the sand has been flying, the wind is roaring, the blood moon is in the sky, and the corpses of gods and demons have fallen from the sky, and the earth has been smashed.

This situation lasted for ten years, no one could get close, and a foreign great sage rashly broke in**, screaming miserably for three days and three nights, and finally only a white bone remained, and the flesh and blood and primordial gods were gnawed clean.

Ten years later, the head of the Holy Spirit was born, and the ancient star collapsed, swallowing the galaxy and causing the races to pay an unimaginable price.

The blood flowed like a river, staining the universe red, if it weren't for the long time, this head was about to decay by Dao Zun**, it is difficult to imagine what kind of disaster it will cause.

In the end, it was a golden giant hand that covered the sky that fell from the sky and **, and this matter was over, otherwise, no one knew what else would happen.

These are the seven magic wells, each of which is very weird and murderous, and has become a burial ground for the strong.

However, the heart is greedy, ** is endless, they did not learn a lesson, for the sake of the ancient scriptures and creation in the ancient well, they chose to take risks and continue to attack.

The last ancient well, where half of the torso of the Holy Spirit was buried, contained a stone scripture, which caused a monstrous bloody catastrophe. The Holy Spirit and all the tribes slaughtered each other, conquered each other, and even the evil gods turned their faces.

In order to get this **, all races turned the sky upside down, and the human race also participated, and shot at a critical moment, but unfortunately it fell short, and a protector almost died.

And the major clans that have been involved in it have suffered huge losses in this battle, and the Great Sage has been blasted several times one after another, the corpse blood is spilled, and the star field is penetrated.

Extreme ancient soldiers such as the Refining God Pot and Shi Ling, or the ancestral weapons close to the imperial soldiers, collided violently, and the galaxy was torn apart, causing the complete extinction of some main clans.

Eighteen years have passed, seven magic wells have been opened one after another, and the war has continued to this day, and the whereabouts of the Heaven Mending Technique are still unknown, and no one knows where it fell.

Of course, although the various races have suffered heavy losses, they have also gained a lot, whether it is the Holy Spirit, the Light Race, or the Human Race, they have all obtained the immortal liquid.

Daozun suppressed the Holy Spirit of the Mythical Era, and after all, he brewed some supreme treasures, which were found in four of the ancient wells, which were priceless for all races.

Although these treasures are not millions of years old from the mythological era to the present, but hundreds of thousands of years from the ancient times to the present, the number is even more than the original.

It's a pity that they didn't get much, eighty percent of these divine liquids were concentrated in Chen Xuan's hands, if Chen Xuan didn't want to leave a little creation, it is estimated that not a drop would be left.

The immortal liquid left by Dao Zun can only be taken once, and one drop is enough for anyone, and it will be invalid if it is used again.

Every drop is the size of a thumb belly, full of brilliance, which can make people reborn, this is the immortal liquid cultivated by the dry wells of the ages, and the amount is extremely limited.

Now, all the tribes have got some, which are priceless, and some people want to exchange them for various secret treasures and scriptures, but no one wants to ** a drop.

Chen Xuan has a lot of divine liquid in his hand, but these treasure liquids are of no use to him for a long time, so this kind of thing is used to give people away.

In the past eighteen years, he has given many old people such an opportunity, including Hua Yunfei of Taixuan Star Peak; Emperor Xiang Yufei; Southern Demon brothers and sisters Qi Lin and Qi Qi; the demon god Pang Bo; Princess Yan Ruyu

Jiang Ting, the body of the Taiyin of the Jiang family, and Jiang Tong, the body of the sun, also came, but they were not able to get the treasure liquid, because they had already used this thing.

For so many years, the ancient road of the starry sky has collapsed, and it has never been rebuilt, and the road of the human race is equivalent to being broken. The battles continued, the blood rained, and this ancient road was desolate.

In the depths of the dark universe, the great war is still going on, and it is no longer clear who the Heaven Mending Technique has fallen into.

But all the clans have an account in their hearts, thinking that whoever may have hands will attack whom, the Light Clan, the Holy Spirit Clan, the Feather Wing Clan, the Yuan Demon Clan, etc., will fight each other.

Of course, this war took place on the ancient road of the starry sky of the Terrans, and the Terrans were naturally very unhappy.

In the past eighteen years, Chen Xuan has hardly paid attention to this matter, except for those few ancient wells, Chen Xuan was shocked by the past, and the rest of the time, he didn't pay attention to it at all, and let them make trouble.

In the past eighteen years, he has been searching for the truth of something, and the proficiency of the secret art of "tracing back to the source" is almost to the full level of his practice.

However, eighteen years have passed, and he still hasn't found "that person", as if he has never appeared in the world at all, and he can't be found at all.

This year, Chen Xuan didn't continue, the Tao is natural, there is no need to do it deliberately, if you come to him, it will appear sooner or later, Chen Xuan also understands.

Above the sky, Chen Xuan stood between the universe with his hands, looking at the sky and the stars, in his eyes, as deep as the sky, the divine light shimmered, and the heavens and stars were disillusioned.

At this time, an old man with a clear appearance, wearing a Taoist robe, and a pair of cyan ancient phoenix wings on his back, walked over.

"Qinghuang, you're here!" Chen Xuan continued to wait and see, and said without turning his head.

"Yes, I'm coming!" Qinghuang Daoist said in awe, Chen Xuan is not only extremely strong, but also has kindness to him, which naturally makes Qinghuang Daoist respectful.

"Well, you go and inform me that it's time for this battle to end. Let all the foreign races withdraw from the ancient road of the human race, and this battle will come to an end. Chen Xuan said with a flat face, as if he said to stop, he could stop.

"What if they don't retreat?" The Qinghuang Dao people also knew that those alien races could not retreat easily.

"Without it, two words, bloody killing!" A trace of murderous aura overflowed in Chen Xuan's eyes, making the Qinghuang Daoist feel a very huge pressure, as if he had fallen into the eighteenth layer of hell.

"On the side of the Bright Clan, there is a God Refining Pot; On the side of the Holy Spirit Clan, there are also stone ancestral weapons; We can't defend it head-on," Qinghuang Daoren analyzed.

"Boom!"

Chen Xuan took out a dark red killing sword, and the scene of killing immortals on the sword body was engraved on the back of the sword, which made people feel chills in their bones. Among them, a man looks down on the world and is proud of the gods.

The tragic aura is overwhelming, this killing sword is like devouring the blood of hundreds of millions of living beings, obviously motionless, sinking there, but there is a kind of heaven and earth cracking qi emitted, to make the universe collapse.

"What is this?" Qinghuang Daoren felt very frightened, this sword-killing breath was too terrifying, it almost overwhelmed him.

"An imperial weapon, handed down from the mythological era, one of the four killing swords of Lingbao Tianzun." Chen Xuan said flatly.

Qinghuang Daoist was surprised and said, "This is one of the four killing swords of Lingbao Tianzun that can kill immortals!" He couldn't help but take a few steps back, as if to put a safe distance.

The golden light in Chen Xuan's right hand flowed, he pointed at the killing sword lightly, the killing sword calmed down, the Dao pattern emerged, and the killing sword seemed to be sealed.

"You hold this killing sword, it has been sealed by me now, and its breath is restrained, so it can't hurt you for the time being. You take it over, deter the aliens, you can directly use them, our human race is not afraid of things, you can be strong to the end! When necessary, I will make a move."

"Yes!" Qinghuang Dao people feel very excited, there is an imperial soldier, there is a quasi-emperor, now at this time, what else can't be solved?

"Well, go for it"

(To be continued.) )