"Chuiyu" and the other four people looked at each other, this was the first time they had seen the Great Perfection that had not survived the eighty-one tribulations!

"What are you doing?"

"Into the Netherworld." Yin Jiang said lightly.

"I'll wait too."

"Traveling in a group?"

"Yes!" Silver Ginger nodded.

The two chatted a few more words, and then didn't say anything more, and the Mahayana Ancestor of the Eighty-One Tribulations immediately turned around and left this place with several other Mahayana Ancestors.

Yin Jiang led the four of "Chuiyu" to follow him far behind.

All the way forward, I don't know how long it took, Yin Jiang and a Mahayana of the Eighty-One Tribulation Period suddenly sensed something, and looked in one direction together!

A large blue door, composed entirely of water, silently emerged in mid-air.

Chaos, depravity, coldness, tyranny...... All kinds of different forces gushed out from inside, and countless strange-shaped, strange-shaped figures, like a flood, surged out.

Crunch, crunch, crunch......

Like bamboo shoots rising from the ground one by one, blue icicles rose into the sky, and in the blink of an eye, a huge cage enveloped the entire human race!

In the big tent like a temple, a simple clay pot stands at the door of the tent.

In the furnace, a pile of pale green vines emitted green smoke.

A strong smell of blood spread along with the mist, as if the mist was swirling, and the mist washed away the stench of the human race in the cages around the tent.

Occasionally, a gust of wind blew, and the tent hunted sounded, and I saw a majestic figure sitting cross-legged on an empty plain.

It was as tall as a hill, covered with red-gold patterns, exuding a fiery aura, and finally gathered in a complex symbol on its forehead, like an ancient totem, and like a round of scorching sun, dazzling.

He was shirtless, his muscles knotted, and he was full of strength.

That person is none other than the Battle King of Longbo!

His severed arm had recovered as before, and there was no longer any injury on his body, and he was holding a large tree in both hands, breaking branches and branches one by one, and then placing the large tree on a pile of large trees next to it.

The sap flowed down the broken trunk, staining its entire hand green.

This is still the place where the ancient immortals lived.

On this day, as a junior, he got a lot of information.

The two immortals of my clan are from the upper realm.

The place where they now live, they built it.

These three Chaos Divine Trees, Jianmu, Xunmu, and Fusang...... All of them are intact, each occupies a piece of territory, and has a very high status!

The human race may still be very weak, but there are more than eighty-one Mahayana periods, and there are not only these nine.

Obviously, this was at the beginning of the War of the Ancients!

They don't know what happened and what happened in this battle, but the outcome of this battle is known to the descendants of the entire Panya world!

The World Tree has fallen!

The Fusang tree was cut down, and the remnants sank into the Nine Shadows and turned into a strange mulberry......

Of the three sacred trees, only Xunmu could survive, but they were also severely injured and their vitality was greatly damaged, so they could only support themselves hard, and they no longer had the glory of being in charge of Yu Yuan back then.

The world that once housed the dead is now dilapidated, and only ruins remain, and a lonely tomb floats in the sea of ten thousand dragons.

Those races that feed on the human race and feed on ants are slaughtered and enslaved like never before.

Their proud blood was used as a top-level refining material, used for alchemy, used to refine talismans, and used for cultivation.

In this war, many races have lost their homes, their cultures have been rifted, their bloodlines are mixed, their abilities have been stripped away, and they have to live in hiding in this land, living in precariousness.

There is also a small part, which is raised by humans, used for food, used for materials, and used for fun, which has long since lost its former glory.

Even with the blessing of Xunmu, the demon clan can only retreat to Qingyao Mountain, and there will be no future, and there is even the prying eye of the four major demon sects, as well as occasional invasions.

However, all races competed for hegemony, and the human race got the greatest luck, and the immortal body of Jiuzun suppressed an era appeared!

After that, the Nine Sects were established, although there was a difference between the righteous path and the demonic path, but it was the Terrans who suppressed this luck, and since then, the Terrans have become the masters of this world, slaughtering all races and becoming slaves!

Although the way the righteous path treats foreign races is not as cruel as the four great demon paths, the Liuli Dynasty still let other races learn the exercises of the human race, enter the court, and become officials of the imperial court, but the decline of the foreign race cannot be changed.

At the thought of this, the brows of the Dragon King frowned slightly.

His only wish now is to quickly climb the World Tree and soar as soon as possible to avoid a great battle with the Flood!

But with his current ability, if he leaves the cave mansion of the family elders and meets a person who weighs ninety-nine eighty-one, it will be a dead end!

You have to find a way to fight Wuji.

Just as he was thinking of this, the ground suddenly trembled, and an even more burly figure appeared in front of him.

This is one of the two great immortals of the Longbo clan.

"Fishing Spirit-sama!" King Long Bo immediately stood up and greeted Beg very politely.

Long Bo Zhengxian, that is, the "Fishing Spirit", bowed his head lightly, looked at the huge wood in his hand that was still being organized, and his voice was like thunder, "In a few days, we will go to the Ten Thousand Immortals Society, so you can stay and rest." ”

"This barracks is just a temporary foothold, and there are not too many guards."

"You just have to take care of these living creatures, don't let these humans escape, and don't let them starve."

"In addition, we also have to guard against reinforcements from the human race, as well as those bold demon beasts!"

Could it be someone from the Ten Thousand Immortals Society?

The Battle King of Longbo frowned, but soon he realized that he must not leave these two clansmen behind!

Otherwise, he will not only become food, but also food for humans!

He immediately asked, "Senior, can I go with me to the Ten Thousand Immortals Society?" ”

"Although my cultivation is weak, I can still do it by serving tea and water to two adults and running errands."

"The two elders don't think I'm naughty, take me to see and learn."

When the "fishing spirit" heard it, he thought about it for a while, and immediately said: "It's okay!"

On the rock wall, cloud seals flickered violently, and ancient lines rippled on the top of the cave and on the earth.

The mermaid torches shook violently, and the white flames reflected the expressions of "Shiwei" and "Feirong", making them all heavy.

"Boom!"

An earth-shattering roar echoed through the cavern.

"Mole ants!" He snorted.

"Where to go!"

"Don't surrender quickly, lest you affect the whole clan!"

"What are you going to waste your time with these lowly guys, break the ban for me, give me death!"