The whole sea is shaking, and if someone can observe this vast sea area in detail, countless ripples can appear, from the waves to the bottom of the sea, from the East China Sea to the West Sea, tens of billions of tons of sea water are trembling slightly.

The sweet smell of blood filled this ocean tumbling in the sea of blood, and the sea of blood, which showed a powerful ability to infect and erode, frantically plundered everything that surrounded their bodies, and this blood-red special liquid flowed through, and everything would be swallowed by it.

Hotter, more acidic, and more turbid, the density and viscosity of seawater decreases, resulting in slower water mixing and circulation, and surface water does not exchange well with deep water, resulting in a lack of oxygen and nutrients in deep water, and marine life in deeper seas cannot survive.

But soon, an even more powerful life force saved them, and the sweet taste of blood filled the entire ocean, and this all-encompassing horror even had a hint of "the husband is not fighting, so the world cannot fight with it".

Pollute everything, contain everything, devour everything.

Moro loves life, but can life itself really bear this kind of love?

It has submerged all the mountains, all the towns, and the whole world, and has been the softest in the world, and the hardest in the world.

There is nothing weaker in the world than water, when the wind is calm, it walks the valley, sits low and low, and is used by others. No one cherishes it, and no one protects it. It has always played a natural and uncontested role in the instinct of the weak.

But when the storm comes, it changes its former calm and weakness, rushes and roars, and pours for thousands of miles, with the momentum of overwhelming mountains and seas, rushing to the foundation and refreshing the world.

Water could not be weaker, but when it gallops through the world, destroys withering and cleansing away dirt, it fully demonstrates its incomparable power, which can never be stopped by those who are strong.

The bodies of the Immortal God King can be described as hard, but they are all made of flesh and blood, and every inch of flesh and blood is filled with the supreme aura; Bone and wood can be said to be strong, but they are all made of cells, and each cell is filled with soft water.

Water and air are indestructible and pervasive, melting all life into a part of the sea of blood.

At a glance, there is an ocean of water world everywhere in the field of vision, except for the color of blood, or blood, I can't see any other color, as far as the eye can see, there is only an endless and surging blood-colored world in front of me, and there is nothing else.

Folding the Heavenly Pillar, the Jedi dimension, so the sky is tilted to the northwest, and the sun, moon and stars are in place; The land is not satisfied with the southeast, so the rivers and rivers are returned.

The Immortal God-King built a vast wall to stop the blood-colored flood, but it was only submerged in the end, and the primeval dragon tried to explore the mystery, but instead fell into a sea of blood, melting into a pool of blood.

The water poured down from the sky, flooding the whole earth, destroying all obstacles, and nothing could stop it, flooding the fields and towns, the mountains and the oceans

Such a vast flood will destroy all living beings in this epoch.

But Moro's actions made the consciousness of the entire world begin to work.

In the void, continents and seas of ice and fire, as well as twisted storms and air currents, all the way to the end of time and space, at the end of which were the sun and the moon hanging high. The sun, the moon, a ball of fire, a ball of ice, infinity, hung over it, emitting heat and cold.

And at this moment, they are all in turmoil, the solar storm and the moon storm fill the void, in hundreds of millions of miles, billions of miles, trillions of miles of time and space crashing into the vast sea of blood, the huge thunder derived from the vast world evaporates and slashes across this almost endless sea of blood, resisting this invader from a foreign land.

The world is the center of the universe and the place where the universe originated.

The whole world has its own thinking, and it is also a living being, the sun, moon and stars, and it is also a living body, but their thinking is too slow, and the operation of a thought takes millions of years, which is completely different from human beings and any living being.

The Nine Abyss Divine Domain, just in the void turbulence above the Great Thousand World, is one with the Great Thousand World, and at that moment, the labyrinth is like the alveoli of the Great Thousand World. The ninety-nine states are the center of the world.

The human body is a microcosm of the universe, or a tiny projection of the universe of heaven and earth, and the ninety-nine acupuncture points of the human body are not in the body, but in the ninety-nine states.

The crisis of destruction prompted the world to react, and all the creatures of the world were called by the underworld to resist the pervasive flood, but in the end they could only merge into the sea of blood.

"When I become a Buddha, all beings in the heavens, all things, will be happy and happy!"

This is a crisis of annihilation, an irresistible crisis, whether it is a god or a demon, or a true dragon. Not even the world itself can stop this pervasive destruction, like a cancer that one cannot destroy itself.

"Humanity is going to perish, the world is going to be destroyed, it's time to leave." The Immortal Emperor persuaded his disciples.

At this moment, the disk has become incredibly powerful, enough to suppress the world, but there is still no way to face this pervasive and vast sea of blood.

The only way is to take the Ship of Creation, leave the world, escape from the world, and go to another place to recreate the races.

But is this the way to Pan?

Abandon most of the people and flee in the name of keeping the fire.

No!

Far from it!

"I will not escape, even if I die, I will die on my homeland."

Pan refused the invitation of the Immortal Emperor, he is the emperor of the human race, and his pride and responsibility is to protect his people and lead them to survive, not to be a deserter.

When it comes to great power, there is no force stronger than this sea of blood, so the key to not being able to fight this sea of blood in terms of strength is not the sea of blood, but the big hole in the sky.

This big hole needs to be filled, and someone needs to stimulate the will of the world, an act that those naturally powerful creatures cannot do.

Only human beings, who have opened up the path of cultivation, can do this.

"I have understood the way, I have recognized the truth of everything."

In a trance, Pan's eyes seemed to see the change of the times.

The day, month, year, world, fortune, meeting, and yuan are the so-called epochs, and one yuan is 129,600 years, representing a reincarnation of all things derived from the universe.

So, how many reincarnations have there been?

(End of chapter)