No matter what people are doing in the Western world, as long as they feel it, they stop what they are doing and look at the sky.

A blood-colored rainbow, starting from the hinterland of the Western world, crossed most of the Western world, rushed to an unknown place, leaving a blood-colored mist in the sky.

The first to come into contact with the blood mist were a flock of larks, and after churning in the blood mist for a while, these non-aggressive larks had bloodshot eyes and rushed towards the nearby humans with wide eyes.

Humans who are touched by the blood mist entangled around the lark are affected by the blood mist, their minds are not clear, and their personalities have become perverse and violent, and they only have two words after losing their minds, destruction.

Destroy all living beings as a way to vent their anger and resentment.

Everyone will have more or less hurt and pain in their hearts, and they think they are gone, but in fact, they are buried deep in the bottom of their hearts by themselves, and they usually don't show it.

The appearance of the blood mist is like a catalyst, and the evil and tyranny in the heart are all aroused like thunder and fire.

No matter how high or low the cultivation is, more or less these creatures deep in the Western world have been affected, and the Western world, which was originally in turmoil and war, is even more chaotic, and the number of people who die in a day is dozens of times more than usual, and the number is still increasing.

The blood mist was wrapped in the blood of the two monks, light and dark, extracted by the Holy See in an extremely extreme way, and under the mixture of the blood of many monks, no one seemed to be really unaffected.

Above the sky, Chu Tian, who was wrapped in thunder and blood light, had already crossed most of the Western World, and while he was far away from the Western World, he did not return to the Eastern World, but arrived at an inexplicable place.

This place is neither under the jurisdiction of the Eastern nor the Western world, and belongs to places outside the two worlds.

There are many such places, and the area is much larger than the two worlds combined, and the vast area means that the land is sparse, and opportunities and dangers coexist.

In some places that no one has explored, there are often some rare treasures that no one has ever seen or picked, and at the same time, there are also murderous intentions hidden next to them.

Chu Tian flew to such a place with no effort to urge the Yang Spirit Bead to form a blood-colored rainbow, and fell from the sky to break through a layer of clouds and smoke, and fell into a wilderness with golden weeds.

As early as after breaking through the clouds, the purple intent in Chu Tian's eyes had disappeared, and the pupils in Chu Tian's eyes had also returned to brown and black, and Chu Tian, who had fainted, rolled around on the golden grass and let out a dull breathing sound, and then passed out again, falling into the mouth of a strange tree that looked strange, like opening a big mouth.

After Chu Tian rolled in, the strange tree closed its mouth, closed it, and after the mouth was closed, there was nothing wrong with the appearance of the strange tree outside, as if the strange tree was like an ordinary ancient tree, and there was no strange space in the strange tree.

Soon after, they smelled a strange smell, and a group of strange creatures with feet like duck paws and faces as black and blue as rocks came to the location where Chu Tian had originally fallen, and these strange creatures sniffed the smell of the golden grass, and found that the smell was all inhaled by the golden weeds into the depths of the ground and then returned to the same place, and dispersed separately.

In the tree hole, Chu Tian, who was unconscious, felt that he had a long, long dream, in which he dreamed that he had become an old man of the wind god, but this old man of the wind god was very strange, not at all like the old man of the wind god he knew.

The old man of the Wind God held a purple divine sword in his hand, the same sword of thunder that he had seen above the blood lake, and his face was full of madness, and he was fighting against a group of strange-looking aliens who exuded destruction and despair.

There are the severed limbs of endlessly powerful monks lying under these alien races, whether it is the monks of the East and the West, the demon clan and other races that Chu Tian is familiar with, and even some races that are naturally hostile in Chu Tian's cognition and cannot join forces to fight against the enemy are also united to fight against those strange alien races.

Although the number of those strange aliens is small, they all have the strength to reach the sky, and a piece of powerhouse of all races was wiped out by them when they raised their hands.

Although some aliens have the face of a human race, they carry a devastating and crazy aura that the monks on the side of the old man of the wind god do not have.

Although most of the strong people on the side of the old man of the wind god fell in a moment, they did not see a single person flinch, and rushed forward without fear of life and death.

With the supreme strength of the old man of the wind god, he only brought the momentum of wind and thunder to a tie with a cold, gray-haired man in the alien race, and he was inseparable in the sky.

Just as the battle was in a white-hot state, the picture suddenly came to an abrupt end when the monks in the sky fell like mustard.

Chu Tian's snoring in his heart was not enjoyable enough, and his surging blood was aroused in this silent battle picture, but he didn't expect that it would be gone when the blood was boiling just now, which made Chu Tian depressed.

When he opened his eyes, a feeling of weakness came to his heart, and it was pitch black in front of him, and from time to time a cold liquid dripped from the top of his head and fell on the corner of Chu Tian's mouth, making Chu Tian's somewhat hot throat a little more comfortable.

As soon as I thought about stretching my feet, I hit a hard place on the soles of my feet, and I had problems stretching my feet in this place, so it was no wonder that my feet were very uncomfortable, and it turned out that I had been curled up here.

Ever since he was hit by a thunder snake on the blood lake and fell unconscious, Chu Tian has been dreaming of becoming the old man of the Wind God, and he doesn't know where he is now, but he is sure that he should not be caught by the people of the Light and Darkness Holy See.

If you want to be caught, don't say that you are locked up in such a small place, it is trivial to be eaten alive, and the treatment can be so good.

And from time to time, the slightly sweet liquid on the top of his head fell into his mouth, with coolness, so that Chu Tian's sluggish spirit continued to recover.

With a sweep of his divine sense, Chu Tian was surprised to find that he was in the body of a strange tree, no wonder he felt that his hands and feet could not be stretched, how big a tree could be, it was not easy to ensure that he was alive and lying horizontally in a person.

Chu Tian groped under his feet again, picked up the purple divine sword and observed it carefully.

Although I don't know how I got to the inside of the strange tree, this Thor Sword is by my side, and it must have nothing to do with it.

I wanted to communicate with it, but a divine thunder slashed down and knocked me out, but it helped me out of danger and came to the inside of the strange tree, and I don't know whether to thank it or hate it!