In order to dominate the desolate world, the three major races of dragons, phoenixes, and unicorns all coerced and lured hundreds of races and became their vassals, helping them fight and plunder resources.

Now that the three clans have finally started a decisive battle, naturally they will not let those vassal races have any chance to stay out of the matter, or even sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, and they will be put on the battlefield first.

Under such a war, many races with few numbers or relatively low strength were completely wiped out, and the inheritance was completely cut off.

Although these vassal races are unwilling to fight hard for the dragon, phoenix, and unicorn clans, they are forced by their strength, but they are unable to resist at all.

If they dare to resist, then destruction will come sooner!

Under such circumstances, the entire Desolate East was plunged into endless slaughter, and the heavens and the earth were already enveloped in an incomparably thick bloody aura.

Even because the flood was initially determined, the six reincarnations of the later generations had not yet been formed, so many unjust souls were stranded between heaven and earth, and the yin qi was rushing to the sky, causing many living beings to lose their lives due to contamination with these things.

However, on such a tragic and gloomy battlefield, every once in a while, mysterious magic circles would emerge, absorbing all those stagnant yin qi and unjust souls.

These formations are actually the demon gathering arrays laid by the demon race.

The cultivation of the demon clan is inseparable from a lot of yin and filthy qi, and the function of these demon gathering arrays is to collect those yin and evil powers, and then transmit them all to Luo who is far away in the west, providing him with all his cultivation.

And one of the most important reasons why the demons continue to stir up disputes between the three clans is that they want to get more sinister grievances.

With the help of the increasingly intense yin and evil resentment between heaven and earth, Luo's demonic skills can quickly go further and reach the true supreme realm.

This bloody and bloody day lasted for a whole ten years, and countless creatures in the flood and desolation were killed because of this boundless slaughter, and even the number of all living beings in heaven and earth dropped by a full two!

How many creatures are there in the desolate world?

Overall, the sea and land each account for about 50 percent, which may not sound like a lot, but the real number is in the tens of billions!

Especially the creatures on land, after such a killing, it is almost equivalent to nearly half of them!

Moreover, half of the missing creatures still belong to the desolate eastern land, which makes the eastern land, which was originally far more prosperous than the west, suddenly become depressed.

Far above the Nine Heavens, the three of Ancestral Dragon, Ancestral Phoenix, and Ancestral Qilin had recovered to the power of the peak cultivation of the Quasi-Saint, constantly attacking each other, and such fierce battles had lasted for several years.

If it weren't for the fact that the battlefield of the three of them was at an altitude of more than hundreds of thousands of miles, I was afraid that the aftermath of the terrifying energy generated by their battle alone would have been enough to shatter the eastern land.

The three of them each hold the associated treasures, all of them are the top grades of the innate treasures, and the power between their gestures is enough to burn the sky and boil the sea, and the end is terrifying.

However, with the continuous fighting of the three of them and the continuous death of their respective clansmen, the calamity on their bodies finally began to dissipate. Gradually, their minds, which had been carried away by hatred, finally suddenly became a little clearer.

"This ...... Did I do it all with my own hands? ”

Zu Long stared at the bloody and resentful heaven and earth in amazement, only to feel as if he was in a nightmare.

Zu Feng's eyes were also red, and his face was full of disbelief: "Why has the breath of the children of my Feng clan become so rare?" ”

In his senses, the Feng Clan's original tens of millions of descendants are now gone!

Zu Qilin looked at the gloomy world under his feet, and there was a crystal slip in his huge eyes: "Sinner! I am a sinner of the Qilin clan and the entire desolate world! How could I have become like this, doing such a detrimental thing to others? ”

After the boundless killing, they finally came to their senses, and at the same time began to uncontrollably feel deep regret and self-blame.

They are clearly the founders of their respective races, but looking at the current situation, they have become the destroyers of their own races!

After a brief period of confusion and self-blame, the three of them showed a sense of horror from the depths of their souls, and looked up at the unfathomable sky.

"Is this the legendary calamity and calamity, which actually made a quasi-saint peak existence like me fall into madness and can't know it!"

What is the most frightening thing happening in the world?

Naturally, I can't control myself, and even completely lose my heart and become a complete mindless madman!

No matter how powerful such a person is, how different is he from a beast?

For quasi-saint peak existences like Zu Long, Zu Feng, and Zu Qilin, this kind of heartlessness and madness of self-loss is obviously a terrifying thing than death.

After all, death is a hundred, but losing oneself can cause more and more unpredictable wrongdoings.

Looking at the bloody eastern land and their respective races on the verge of extinction, these three extremely powerful innate demon gods came to their senses one after another and began to meditate hard for the continuation of their own race.

"I am the ancestor of the dragon clan, the head of the scale armor of the flood wilderness, in order to atone for today's sins, I am willing to make a heavenly oath: from now on, the dragon clan will always be in the four seas, and the rain will be ...... for the flood and desolation."

"I am the ancestor of the Feng clan in the flood wilderness, the head of the birds in the flood wilderness, to atone for today's sins, and I am willing to make a heavenly oath: from now on, the Feng clan will always have an underground volcano, and comb the earth's qi ...... for the flood wilderness."

"I am the ancestor of the Qilin clan in the wilderness, the head of the birds in the wilderness, and in order to atone for today's sins, I am willing to make a heavenly oath: from now on, the unicorn will never be born easily, and wherever it goes, there will be auspicious ......."

The firm, slightly frightened voices of the three of them instantly spread throughout the desolate world, making trillions of living beings hear them clearly.

As the sound of these three people taking an oath fell, a deep crack appeared in the sky, and wisps of heavenly merit descended, finally bringing a ray of new vitality to the three major races that had already done deep sins and were almost certain to die.

After the three of them took the oath, their respective figures all disappeared, and their clansmen also disappeared into the earth below, presumably sent by the Heavenly Dao to the place where they swore to go.

After a long period of bloody and bloody desolate world, calm was finally restored at this time. It's just a pity that those countless creatures who have passed away have never had a chance to come back to life.

But the real catastrophe has just begun.