Ten Thousand Immortals.

The once vigorous Ten Thousand Immortal Stars are almost empty! Except in the deep mountains, old forests, deep pools and valleys, except for the vast ocean and bottomless trenches, except for these desperate places where there are some demons and monsters who have escaped by chance, all other living beings have turned into white bones.

The thistles of the former Great Yan Capital were all sunk into a hundred miles out of thin air, and a radius of thousands of miles became a deep pit. At the edge of the huge deep pit, countless corpses were piled up, and a large amount of plasma flowed out of this mountain of corpses, filling such a large pit. The dense corpses and bones spread out, and the area within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles was a sea of corpses and blood, and not even an inch of land could be seen.

These corpses contained not only human bones, but also the bones of countless beasts, birds, sea fish, and sea beasts, and even those one-inch-long, three-third-minute centipedes, half-foot-long small green snakes, finger-sized caterpillars, countless creatures were piled up here, some had become white bones, some were already half-rotten, and some had just been killed, and all kinds of blood were constantly seeping out of their bodies and flowing into the huge pit.

High in the air, the black oppressive dark clouds pressed down, only more than 100 zhang high from the ground, the black dark clouds are 100 miles thick, with a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles, as if the sky is only so far from the ground, this side of the world gives people the feeling of being depressed to the extreme. From time to time, there was a flash of blood light and demonic flames in the dark clouds, the red sè's blood light, and the green sè's demonic flames swept quickly with the whistling sound of the wind, bringing a pungent smell of blood.

There are no flies, no vultures, no wild dogs, no maggots, no creatures that like to move on the pile of corpses. Because all living things, including flies, vultures, wild dogs, and maggots, have been killed and become part of this mountain of corpses and blood.

"Oh my God, open your eyes, do you really want to destroy me, this seed?"

With a long and mournful roar, a flying sword with a pitch-black body without any luster rose into the air, cutting off the head of a hundred-foot-tall Longbo countryman. The thick column of blood spurted out dozens of feet away, and the hot blood poured into the huge pool of blood. A thin blister churned in the viscous pool of blood, and he was very happy to receive this new stream of blood.

The one who let out that terrible roar was an old dragon clock, so old that his skin was cracked like pine bark, and he was only one breath away from death. This old man is dozens of feet tall, holding a wooden staff in his hand, and he is shouting wildly with his hands to the sky. The corners of his eyes cracked, and some faint traces of blood slipped down the corners of his eyes, and there were no tears or droplets of blood flowing from them. This old man is too old, his body functions have dried up, and there is not much blood left.

In front of the old man, a group of Longbo people were being slaughtered by the flying swords flying in the air. Beside the old man, there were about fifty or sixty thousand Lombard people who were lining up in a neat line, stepping on the mountain of corpses of the clansmen, step by step towards the huge pool of blood. As soon as they came close to the pool of blood, the flying sword would circle down, slashing their heads off with a single sword.

The old man hissed and screamed angrily, but the sky was silent, and no one responded to his howl. The long-eyed people who marched forward in the line were angry, frightened, they knew what was happening around them, but they couldn't control their bodies. An evil force took control of them, forcing them to slowly walk towards the pool of blood.

These Longbo people are the last remaining ethnic group on the Ten Thousand Immortals Star. The strong strength of the Longbo people, when the sudden attack came, they woke up several elders who were sleeping in the clan, and those elders with the cultivation of heavenly immortals joined forces to defeat the enemies who were peeking at the Longbo people again and again.

But the battles exhausted the strength of these elders, exhausted their jīng blood, and the attacking enemies became stronger and stronger. When the last elder was slain by the enemy with a high-grade immortal sword that emitted high temperature, the people of the Longbo Kingdom came to this nightmarish place like the other races of the Ten Thousand Immortals, and died step by step.

Seeing that his clansmen were killed one after another, and the souls of all the clansmen failed to ascend to heaven, but were injected into the blood pool together with the blood, the old priest understood what the enemy wanted to do, and also knew that his clan had reached a life-and-death point. The old priest burned his soul to break free from the evil force that imprisoned his body, and he raised his head to the sky and roared, wanting to seek the help of the ghosts and gods of heaven and earth to save his people!

The heavens were silent, the spirits were silent, and in the dark clouds, there was not a single ghost or god who answered the call of the old priest.

The tens of thousands of Longbo people who still survived cried at the same time, tears raining down like rain, and tears were bloody. They wept bitterly, weeping over the death of their people, weeping over their fate, and grieving at the imminent demise of their own people.

Among the ten thousand human races, the Lombard people are perhaps the most united, traditional, conservative, and stubborn human race. Of the human population, only the Lombard never attacked their own kind. All the people of the Lombard country are like brothers, although there are tribes, but all the people of the Lombard country are the same. When they saw their people being brutally slaughtered, the hearts of all the living Lumbard people were broken.

Blood and tears rolled down, and the huge cry even swept up the dark clouds in the sky several feet high.

The strange laughter came from a distance, and the flying sword that was swinging rapidly in the void suddenly stopped, and a cloud of blood descended from the clouds, wearing a black sè robe, and a white sè skeleton embroidered on his chest, Yuanhua Ancestor held a fairy sword that emitted high-temperature flames all over his body, laughed madly and drove the blood cloud to fly towards these Longbo people.

"What are you crying for?" Yuanhua Ancestor shook his head and smiled: "All the living beings on this planet will die and you will be left to die, and you can accompany all the living beings on this planet to die together, what are you unhappy about?

Pointing triumphantly to the blood pool, Yuanhua Ancestor laughed wildly: "With the help of this Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Pool, Ancestor's Blood Sea Xuangong has great hope of breaking through the Golden Immortal Realm......!

After laughing a few times, Yuanhua Ancestor's eyes flashed with blood, and he frowned and said, "Strange, why do I know how to build the Ten Thousand Souls Blood Pool? Hey, who am I? I am Yuanhua Ancestor? No, I am the Blood Sea Venerable King? Wrong, I am the Ancient Demon God Blood? No, no, who am I?"

Tilting his head and pondering for a while, Yuanhua Ancestor suddenly patted his head hard, and he smiled strangely: "What do you do with so much? When Ancestor I have cultivated the Golden Immortal Avenue, the predecessor promised that there will naturally be a messenger to welcome the ancestor to become enlightened and worship under the senior's door! Hey, the predecessor has worked hard for so many years, and the ancestor finally has the opportunity to enter the senior's door!"

Looking triumphantly at the many Longbo people who were crying bitterly in front of him, Yuanhua Old Ancestor shook his head proudly, and suddenly laughed out loud three times. After laughing three times, Yuanhua Ancestor was suddenly stunned, he turned around a few times in place, and suddenly waved his hand towards the dark clouds above his head.

A blood cloud erupted from the dark clouds, the blood clouds in a radius of acres were entangled by the green ghost fire, dozens of stone piles were lined up on the blood clouds, and countless evil ghost images were carved on each stone pile, Jiang Yun Ancestor and Qingxia and Bai Mist's two wives, as well as the three old Taoists of Qingxin, Qingyi, and Qingshen, and a group of core disciples with the Baiyun Immortal Gate and the Pure Separation Gate were all tied to the stone pile, and the seven orifices were locked by the ghost fire spewing out of the evil ghost's head on the stone pile, and they couldn't move or speak.

Yuanhua Ancestor flew in front of Jiang Yun Ancestor with a smile, and said to Jiang Yun Ancestor with a smile: "Jiang Yun, you are the ancestor's disciple!

With a wave of his hand, he untied the ghost fire on Jiang Yun's ancestor's head, and Yuanhua Ancestor asked with a smile, "Are you willing to obey Ancestor?"

Jiang Yun Ancestor, whose eyes were scattered, and Jiang Yun's ancestor, who was tending to collapse, looked at Yuanhua Ancestor blankly for a long time, and he suddenly howled hoarsely: "No, no, no, even if the poor Dao is scattered, it will definitely not fall from you, the demon! You are not Yuanhua Ancestor, you are the demon of the outer land, you are ...... Blood Sea Old Demon, you brute, you have killed everyone on the Ten Thousand Immortal Stars!"

Yuanhua Ancestor frowned, he slapped Jiang Yun Ancestor in the face, and scolded in a low voice: "I don't know what is good or bad, isn't it just to kill a few people? Of course I am Yuanhua Ancestor, otherwise who could I be? Blood Sea Old Demon? Tsk, this name is so familiar? Is it me? Not me? Who is the Ancient Demon God Lixuezi?

After muttering for a while, Yuanhua Ancestor shook his head and sighed: "What about so much? I am me, of course I am!"

With a cold snort, Yuanhua Ancestor looked at the three old Daoists of Qingxin, Qingyi, and Qingshen, and he said with a smile: "Jiang Yun doesn't obey, and you don't obey either!"

The three old Taoists of pure heart, pure spirit, and clear mind couldn't move, and they couldn't speak, but their eyes were shining, revealing a firm energy that would rather die than give in. Yuanhua Old Ancestor shook his head, he didn't bother to waste his strength to unlock the prohibition on the three old Dao Sect Doors, he just sighed deeply: "If you don't live or go, you have to go to the dead end! The so-called morality, the so-called heavenly principle, is it so important?"

As he spoke, Yuanhua Ancestor suddenly laughed wildly, he tore open the corsets of the two female fairies of Baiwu and Qingxia, and laughed loudly: "Wonderful, what do you care about so much? If I want to be a golden immortal, I will achieve the golden immortal fruit! Hey, Jiang Yun, Jiang Yun, your two Taoist couples, let me have a good life! Anyway, you are all determined to die, let me enjoy it before I die, and save the waste of two beauties!"

The faces of the two female fairies of Baiwu and Qingxia changed dramatically, and Jiang Yun Ancestor was squirming and struggling wildly, and he scolded sharply: "Yuanhua Ancestor, you are not as good as pigs and dogs, you are not human!"

The roar was so loud that Jiang Yun Ancestor's vocal cords were torn, and blood spurted out of his mouth.

Yuanhua Old Ancestor just laughed strangely, grabbed the White Mist Fairy, and was about to press her on the blood cloud.