auspicious clouds descend from the sky, the heavenly master becomes enlightened, a stick comes to the west, and the dragon is in the sky..... The First World War in the Pacific, which shocked the world, is hailed as the beginning of the post-spiritual era on Earth.

It is said that in that single night, the entire earth caused hundreds of earthquakes, and the direct economic losses were trillions, and as for the casualties, it can only be described as innumerable.

It was also from that day that billions of humanity finally had to come to terms with a fact.

The era of science and technology has passed, and the era of cultivation has officially begun, and the transition from one civilization to another civilization no one knows whether it is good or bad.

But........

There is no choice but to move forward step by step, whether to create a glorious era or go to the abyss of the end.

All this, there is no answer.

A month later, the night .... It's as black as ink.

The Whale Sea, this sea area that has been boiling for three years has finally ended its historical mission, after being compatible with the Pacific Ocean, because there is no place to stay, it has now almost become a paradise for aquatic monsters, even the peerless masters of the innate peak do not dare to stay here for a long time.

At the beginning, relying on the warships and aircraft carriers that roamed the ocean, the major empires were not very convinced, and they sent their strongest fleets one after another, cooperating with the team of masters of the Innate Realm, in an attempt to continue to compete for the blood of the Heavenly Descendants.

It's a pity that soon they tasted the bitter fruit of having no place to stand, one giant ship after another was overturned, and groups of military masters were reduced to food for fish and shrimp in the sea, even if they were congenitally strong, they had no place to stand, and they were still reduced to the rations of demon beasts after resting.

In this way, you fight for me, a month has passed, and this once boiling hot land has finally ushered in a rare calm, thousands of miles of sea, there are no waves, and there is no bloody battle of swords and swords.

It's just that..... Is that really the case?

Not necessarily!

Below the surface of the sea, there is still another world, where the ancient law of the jungle is vividly displayed, the big demon eats the little demon, the little demon eats the fish, and the fish eats the shrimp...... It's a feast of infinite evolution.

The water is 10,000 meters deep, but it is scarlet like blood, which is the breath of divine blood.

No one knew that in the 10,000-meter deep sea, as early as the collision between the god corpse and the earth, his naked feet had been injured, and blood was constantly oozing outward, and this deep-sea battle had been going on for three years.

It was also on this night that the balance was broken, and an evil black shadow came out of nowhere, rampage with a resentful aura, and before all the demon beasts could react, lightning penetrated into the bare wounds of the god's corpse........

On this night, the way of heaven roared, and thousands of miles of blood clouds came out from nothing, covering most of the world, and for three days and three nights, they did not dissipate at all.

Omen!

This is a great omen!!

On the Internet, in reality, there are many discussions everywhere, or in groups of three or five, or in crowds to march.

Many expected that this blood cloud was anything but ordinary, and that it must be a harbinger of the beginning of a great catastrophe, and for a while, the doomsday talk spread.

Fortunately, the empire believes in the immortal Buddhism, and it is also about personal detachment, even if it is chaotic, it is just a price hike and a loot of materials, after the intervention of the imperial military and the major holy places, it soon returned to its original calm.

But outside the empire, except for the Americas, where the captain of country M is in charge, almost every place has fallen into a bloody storm, and heretical cults have taken advantage of this to infest, frantically reining in believers, almost every day there are armed riots, every day there is government subversion........

All this until half a month later, when the other supremes of the Moon Palace returned.

Later, an even bloodier scene appeared, under the auspices of Pope Paul, led by the presiding judge Augustine himself, and the trial army of the Holy See of Light was dispatched at the right time.

On this day, the sweep known as the 'Holy War of Light' officially launched in the Western Continent, for heretics, the Holy See of Light has always pursued the strategy of killing, and it is precisely because of this that they are almost slaughtered in every city, as long as they encounter resistance, they are all killed.

It's .........

This month-long bloody purge has another definition among the Western people.

Crimson Moon

It was a horror of the enduring cloud of blood and a silent protest against the executioners of the Inquisition.

。。。。。

Night.... Dreariness.

On Zhongnan Mountain in late autumn, the cold wind blowing from the west carries a faint bloody smell.

In the Pure Yang Palace, sitting cross-legged on a high cloud bed, Zhang San has maintained this action for a month.

In the past month, whether it is government affairs or sleeping, he has not left the hall for half a step, and in the past three years, he has never been so serious for a moment, just because..... The Holocaust is really imminent.

Yes, he had discovered the source of the catastrophe, and finally understood why Heavenly Dao would use his dreams to warn.

It's a pity that what should happen still happens after all, and it is not transferred by the will of heaven, and even.... Even now that he has found out, he can't change the slightest, and can only watch the tragedy happen.

Because of that, the living beings cannot come near.

Boom... Boom .....

At this moment, a tremor that was so slight that it was almost imperceptible came from afar, instantly waking up Zhang San, who was meditating.

At the right time, two invisible divine lights shot out directly, as if they had missed time and space, and came to the vast and remote sea.

He saw it, and on the leg of the tall Shura Divine Corpse, his thigh muscles shook several times strongly, although it was very subtle, it still couldn't hide from Zhang San's eyes.

"Is it starting again? How long is the time?"

Bowing his head and muttering to himself, Zhang San raised his head with difficulty, looking at the infinitely high sky, his thoughts flying wildly.

Half an hour later, the hoarse voice finally reached the outside of the main hall.

"Come in!"

"Yes. ”

Outside the main hall, Qiu Zhigao's face was solemn, his brows were furrowed, he had been waiting for half an hour.

"Boss, there is news from the West again, S Petersburg has been broken yesterday, it is said .... When the city was broken, the 100,000 blood clans were all turned to ashes, and there were ..... There are also millions of citizens who were all executed by the Holy See of Light because they became blood slaves of the blood clan. ”

When he came to the main hall, Qinghe Zhenren didn't look at Zhang San, but just raised his head high, and there was indescribable anger in his tone.

"Heartache?"

On the high platform, Zhang Sanmian was expressionless.

"Master, those people are all human no matter how they say, how can the Holy See of Light be so cruel?"

Qiu Zhigao's voice was even higher, and for the first time, his eyes were so angry that he looked at Zhang San, and he couldn't understand why the head of the sect didn't react at all.

"So what? What do you want to say?"

"I implore the commander of the army to send to the West to save the common people from fire and water. ”

With a 'boom', Qiu Zhigao knelt down.

He knew that the current Quanzhen Sect had this ability, because in the small world of Yingzhou, there were now several more supremes, as long as the master in front of him wanted to, he could even dominate the earth by force.

But so what?

He will never understand what Zhang San is thinking at the moment on the high platform.

"What can I do now if I save it, I can't survive the apocalypse, everything is over!"

Shaking his head and laughing at himself, Zhang San's faint voice finally resounded inside and outside the hall.

"Stand down, prepare the frame, tomorrow I will patrol the world...."

(End of chapter)