"Not good!" Hearing this voice, Kuafu and the others' faces changed, and they hurriedly said goodbye to Feng Zichen: "Fellow Daoist, now that the flood has changed, we need to go back to the clan as soon as possible, and leave first!"

Saying that, without waiting for Feng Zichen to answer, everyone of the Wu clan showed their true bodies, and under the leadership of Kuafu, they rushed to the Pangu Palace.

"Fellow Daoist, this matter is very important, and Poor Dao and the others also need to return to Heaven to understand the situation. "As soon as the Wu Clan people left, Zhu Qian and the others showed their demon bodies and flew towards the heavenly court.

After a while, the masters of all races left one after another, and the huge fierce beast battlefield was only left with Feng Zichen and a few sporadic fierce beasts.

"The war is over, and it's time for me to leave. ”

With a movement in his heart, a purple cloud appeared under Feng Zichen's feet, lifting him high in the air and rushing to the coast of the East China Sea.

The creation of the Asura tribe by the Styx Dao people seems to be huge, but in fact, the impact on the entire flood is not very great.

In the midst of the desolation, there are demon clans sitting in the starry sky and heavenly realm, there are witch clans dominating the desolate land, and there are also dragon clans entrenched in the four seas, and there is no living space for the Asura clan at all.

The two lich clans are in the wilderness, and many powerful people dare not take the initiative to provoke, and Styx alone can compete with the two clans.

After the birth of the Asura clan, they can only protect themselves by hiding in the sea of blood. Otherwise, the two lich clans would never mind exterminating them in order to establish their power and deter the powers.

"Thinking of that Styx Ancestor, who is also a generation of top powers, can see his life, it is extremely sad!" Thinking of the legends of later generations, Feng Zichen couldn't help but sigh for the people of the Styx River.

Seeing that Nuwa created people and became holy, the Styx people followed to create the Asura race;

Seeing the Sanqing, Zhun Ti, and the initiation of the Edification Religion, the Styx Dao people also followed the establishment of the Asura Religion.

It's a pity that without Hongmeng Purple Qi in his body, although the strength of the Styx Dao people has risen again and again, they have always been separated from the realm of saints, making it impossible to see through and touch.

Later, the people of the Styx River were invited by the Kunpeng Ancestor to ambush the Red Cloud Ancestor and try to seize his Hongmeng Purple Qi.

But who would have thought that not only did he not grab the Hongmeng Purple Qi this time, but he caused a cause and effect, and was attacked by the Eastern Emperor Taiyi into the depths of the sea of blood, completely losing face.

Later, Houtu was reincarnated in the sea of blood, and Styx, as the lord of the sea of blood, occupied a certain number of qi and incarnated as the lord of the Asura Dao.

I thought this was a good thing, but the Buddha Gate took a fancy to the Netherworld and wanted to occupy this place and promote its own teachings, so the Styx Dao people naturally became a stumbling block.

After the incident of the red clouds, the ancestor of the Styx learned from the pain, learned a lesson, and stayed in the sea of blood, concentrating on managing his own one-third of an acre, and no longer caring about the disputes of the flood and famine.

I don't want to, people sit at home, and disaster comes from heaven. The people of the Styx River would never have thought that they would stay in the sea of blood and wait for the large-scale attack of the Buddha Gate.

Under the hands of the two saints, the River Styx and the Sea of Blood were directly suppressed and sealed, and completely faded out of the desolate world, and have not been visible since then.

The experience of the Styx Dao people made Feng Zichen understand that if he wanted to survive in the wilderness, he couldn't blindly hide. If you don't look for trouble, trouble will come to you on its own initiative.

If you want to live forever, you can only take the initiative to respond to the catastrophe, and find a glimmer of life in that endless calamity, so that you can be at ease and have a great time.

This fierce beast rebellion, coming from chaos, was unexpected by many powers, and it caught the flood by surprise.

Therefore, although the Flood Wilderness Tribes pacified this fierce beast rebellion at the fastest speed, the destructive power of the fierce beast was really amazing, and in just a few thousand years, it caused a lot of damage to the Flood Wilderness.

"This fierce beast is really the enemy of the wilderness, but unfortunately, no one can exterminate the fierce beast race. On the purple clouds, Feng Zichen looked at the devastated land, and was a little speechless for a while.

The purpose of the beast's existence is to destroy the desolate world and bring it back to chaos. Most of the sentient beings in the wilderness know about this, but they can't help the beasts.

As long as the resentment between heaven and earth continues, the fierce beasts will continue to appear and kill.

Therefore, every once in a while, there will be a great supernatural person who will take action to wipe out a group of fierce beasts to prevent the fierce beasts from forming a scale and creating chaos and famine.

It's just that I didn't expect the fierce beast to come from chaos this time, which disrupted the arrangement of all powers.

"Well, I don't know what is the situation of the Terran immortals who have been training outside?" As he walked, Feng Zichen's heart moved, thinking of the clansmen who were driven out of the East China Sea by him.

In order to prevent himself from being soft-hearted, after Feng Zichen drove them out, he blocked his perception of them, lest he see their miserable situation and couldn't help but help.

Now that the Fierce Beast Rebellion had been calmed down, Feng Zichen naturally thought of them.

Thinking like this, Feng Zichen sank his mind, followed the connection in the underworld, and descended his consciousness to the Shinto incarnation in the Zichen Cave Heaven.

The next moment, the figure of the Shinto incarnation flashed, came to the outside of the Changming Palace, and walked in.

In the Changming Palace, there are rows of lamp stands, which are full of Changming lanterns. It's just that compared with the usual bright lights, the current Changming Hall is slightly dim.

On the lampstand, most of the lamps were broken. There are also some permanent lanterns, with only a trace of flame left, swaying in the wind, which may be extinguished at any time. There are only a few everlasting lights, blooming and shining in all directions.

If the lantern is broken, it means that its counterpart is unfortunately dead, and when the lantern is dim, it means that its counterpart is seriously injured. The ever-bright light is unharmed, which means that its counterpart has survived this catastrophe safely.

Sweeping around, in the Changming Palace, there is still a burning Changming lamp, and there is not one in a hundred. This means that the immortals of the human race have suffered heavy casualties in this fierce beast rebellion, and there is not a single one in a hundred.

Knowing this in his heart, Feng Zichen was both heartache and anger.

Those Terran immortals, born with the luck of the Terran and their amazing talents, are the future of the Terran Race. Now that they are dying in the rebellion of fierce beasts one by one, although Feng Zichen has expected it, he is still heartbroken when it comes to the end.

At the same time, there is no one in a hundred, this battle loss ratio, looking at the entire flood wilderness, in the history of the war with the fierce beasts, except for the human race, there is no race that can do it.

It's a shame to be thrown home, how can Feng Zichen not be angry.

Suppressing all kinds of emotions in his heart and regaining his calm, Feng Zichen walked towards the depths of the main hall.

Sure enough, in the center of the main hall, the Suiren clan sat there with tears on his face, and his whole body showed a touching sadness.

"Suihuang ......"

When he came to the Suiren clan and saw him so sad, Feng Zichen was going to persuade him, but he couldn't say it for a while.

"Zi Chen, you're here!"

"You don't need to persuade me, but when I gave that command, I expected what was happening today. ”

"I understand, just let me be quiet!"

In the Changming Palace, seeing that Feng Zichen wanted to speak and stopped, the Suiren clan spoke.