In most cases, beasts are much simpler than humans.

This is not to say that there are no traitors among the beasts, but rather to the customs and customs of the whole race.

They worship the strong more than humans, and they value commitment more than humans.

In the world of mountains and seas, in fact, there are many strong people who have received animal pets, and almost every beast pet can never abandon their masters, live and die together.

In contrast, there are so many betrayals and injustices among human beings that there is no end to the story of any small town.

In the land of the four seas, the dragon clan is the master, and the dragon king of the four seas is the strongest, representing the supreme glory.

Holding the Northern King Decree in his hand, showing the strength of gods and demons, and having a life-saving grace for the hundred gods, Xiang Yang naturally became the leader of these sea beasts, and no one would have any objections and resentment.

Two pieces of blood have been sent to the biological mixing room, but it will take some time to analyze the underlying gene lock, and according to this mutation, even if it is analyzed, it will be even more difficult to repair the gene lock, and now it can only wait.

After bringing the wreckage of the starship and the sacrificial altar with him, the space in the clone of Qiankun Ding was already a little crowded, although it was more than enough to put these two big guys in, after all, there was originally a huge space in the wreckage of the starship, but you can't see one end and the other, right?

Xiang Yang has a hunch that this time it is estimated that there will be a big harvest...

Let's see if we can regain control first...

The two big guys have now become meat on the chopping board, and Xiang Yang has been going up and down from time to time, knocking a few sticks, so that they have been circulating between heavy damage and recovery.

In the end, he felt troublesome, so he simply smashed the pile of boulders, and then pulled the long whiskers on the tail of the Blood Flame Sword Beast, dragged it out, and dragged it to the side of the iron-skinned tyrannosaurus, lying down in a row for easy start.

Under his hands, two such huge and ferocious beasts are really like two well-behaved little white rabbits, tossed to death.

If it were those low-level abyssal beasts without sanity, it would be fine, but these two guys have brains and are even very smart, and in the end, whenever the stick shadow flashes, there is a wealth of emotion in the two pairs of huge eyes.

Anger, grievance, pain, sorrow... Weak... Pray...

The great pain caused by this violent beating had penetrated into the soul, and even expelled some kind of secret technique that had been imposed on them, reminding them of a profound philosophical question.

Who am I and where am I from?

Why am I here... What am I doing here?

I knew that there was such a demon waiting for me, why did I come!

Xiang Yang had no interest in discussing philosophy with them, nor could he learn the stunt of speaking with his eyes, and in the sea of knowledge, the message from Tianyan suggested that the analysis of the underlying gene lock had just been completed by thirty percent, and before all of them were completed and finally controlled, this beating could not be stopped.

Without the participation of these two big guys, the remaining low-level abyssal beasts would be much easier to deal with, plus Xiang Yang helped from time to time, and it didn't take long for the more than a thousand monsters to be cleaned up, leaving only the loud sound of 'bang bang bang' and two strange wails echoing from time to time in the entire valley.

Baishen took the lead, and after a group of immortal beasts and spirit beasts cleaned up the battlefield, they stood respectfully behind Xiang Yang, waiting for his orders.

Xiang Yang didn't have time to deal with them for the time being, a pillar of incense time had passed, and the analysis of the underlying gene lock had reached eighty percent, and it was about to be completed, but he didn't slack off at all, faintly, he felt that this trip to the abyss would encounter some trouble...

Big trouble!

......

The abyss of the East China Sea is a strange space, and after so many years of exploration, it has not been able to unveil its mystery.

Somewhere in the abyss, in a huge gray space, there was a dilapidated color everywhere, and black cracks were piled up in this lifeless world, and occasionally something floated by, but at the touch of it, it turned into powder.

No, it was a complete disappearance, leaving no trace, as if it had never appeared.

Perhaps because of this, the whole space seems extremely empty, except for a mirror-like, boundless earth, no mountains, no trees, no living things or dead things...

Only in the very center, there is an extremely dazzling gold...

When it comes to gold, the impression that comes to most people's minds is nothing more than magnificent, brilliant, glorious and noble...

However, this touch of gold makes people feel a different temperament - stubbornness!

No one can imagine why gold is associated with this temperament, but it is stubborn!

It is obviously incompatible with the whole world, but it is a stubborn existence, stubborn refuses to leave, stubbornly bears loneliness...

One year, two years... Ten years, one hundred years... Millennium, 10,000 years... It seems like forever.

In this space, the entire sky seemed to be slowly rotating, and the black cracks in the air also moved.

I don't know how many years have passed, there is one of the biggest cracks, and finally came to the top of the golden light, and there seem to be all kinds of light and shadow flowing in the cracks, there are time confusion, there are all kinds of worldliness, there are mountains, seas and rivers, and there are all kinds of people's hearts...

This is the rift in time and space, the most mysterious thing in the world.

If you borrow a pair of discerning eyes, you can even see that in the deepest part of the rift, there is a touch of blood wandering...

......

It was still a space, with four huge mountains swirling and crisscrossing, locking a blood-colored ocean in it.

There was no wind, but the sea of blood had been turbulent and churning, and the waves dozens of feet high had slapped on the shore from time to time, and over time, the black reef was infected, revealing a layer of faint blood light.

In this space, there is nothing but these four mountain ranges that are this sea of blood, and time seems to be meaningless, just passing quietly, quietly and peacefully.

One day, in the middle of the sea of blood, a shadow suddenly appeared, and the ghost wandered in this space, walking around this mountain, sitting on that mountain for a while, like a naughty child, venting his abundant energy there.

I don't know how long it took, but in this space, there were four powerful wills slowly waking up...

"Who is it that disturbs our slumber!"

"Hmm, how long has it been..."

"Hey, little one... Why are you back?"

"It's... Is this a soul clone? You've gotten to this point?"

The shadow had returned to the middle of the sea of blood, standing silently.

Just like that, the originally turbulent waves subsided in an instant, turned into gentle fine waves, gently brushing the surface of his feet, like a gentle mother, comforting her child.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the one with the strongest will of the four spoke again: "This ancestral land is a holy land for the Four Seas Dragon Clan, but it is a shackle for you. You are our most beloved child, so we didn't stop you from leaving, but why did you come back, why did you wake us up?"

As they awoke, the four huge mountains trembled, and the rocks slid down, revealing huge scales that rubbed against each other with a loud bang...

These four mountain ranges turned out to be four giant dragons, and this space turned out to be the ancestral land of the dragon clan...

Who is that shadow?