One month later, Zhongzhou.

The originally blue sky has now been replaced by thick blood clouds. The sunlight shines through the blood clouds on the vast land, but it casts a slightly dull luster, making people feel extremely depressed.

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The smell of blood envelopes every corner of Zhongzhou. Every once in a while, many rays of blood will shoot out from the blood cloud that permeates the entire Zhongzhou. Wherever the blood rays pass, all souls will be destroyed.

, corpses littered the fields, and blood flowed and gathered into rivers of blood.

There are wails and lamentations everywhere, this is a real catastrophe!

"Soul Clan, Soul Emperor!"

Looking at the blood clouds in the sky, Gu Xun'er gritted her teeth and led the young generation of the ancient tribe behind her to escape.

All the fighting saints of the ancient tribe have soul lamps in their secret realms. Shortly after the five-star fighting saint level expert of the ancient tribe stepped into the blood-red door transformed from the Tuoshe ancient emperor jade, the door suddenly shattered in a strange way.

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Then Gu Xun'er was horrified to discover that all the soul lamps representing their lives in the secret realm were extinguished, including her father, Gu Yuan, the leader of the ancient tribe.

After all, Gu Yuan was the Nine-Star Fighting Saint. Before he died, he sent a thought to his soul lamp, told Gu Xun'er the general process of the incident, and asked her to lead the younger generation to leave Zhongzhou quickly and pass down the last legacy to the ancient clan.

The Xinhuo inheritance left most of the low-level fighting saints to cling to the ancient world and provide cover for them.

In fact, the ancient race is in relatively good condition among the ancient races. When some weaker races appear at the gate, they summon all the members of the clan's already sparse fighting saints to fight for the inheritance of the ancient emperor, causing the whole race to

The tragic end of a man with little use.

The Soul Emperor was the only person who successfully survived after entering the gate. As soon as he returned to the Soul Clan, he immediately ordered a bloody massacre of the other ancient races.

Nowadays, the Spirit Clan, Stone Clan, Thunder Clan, Flame Clan and Medicine Clan have all been exterminated by the Soul Heaven Emperor. The corpses and blood were collected by him and put into the blood cloud. It is unknown what purpose they have.

At this time, the Emperor of Soul and the remaining Fighting Saints of the Soul Clan had already begun to attack the ancient world. The survivors of the ancient clan regarded death as if they were going home, and tried their best to buy precious time for their descendants.

In fact, at the beginning, facing the bloody massacre of the Soul Clan, countless sects and forces were extremely angry, such as Danta and Burning Flame Valley of the human race, as well as the Heavenly Demon Phoenix and Jiuyou Diming among the three major families of Warcraft.

Python, and even the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan that had been hidden for a long time appeared again. However, this anger caused them to spontaneously unite and prepare to resist the Soul Clan. In the end, they were killed by a bloody light that penetrated the heaven and earth.

At that moment, the anger turned into overwhelming fear.

Only now do they understand how vicious and tyrannical the Soul Clan's methods are!

"Juniors of the ancient tribe, stop running away and become the cornerstone for me to become emperor."

In the blood cloud, there was a gaze that penetrated the clouds and shot somewhere in Zhongzhou. A faint voice resounded over the entire Zhongzhou, faintly carrying an extremely terrifying pressure.

"Young Patriarch, we are risking our lives to hold back the Soul Emperor. You go quickly!" An old man from the ancient tribe with white hair and beard suddenly stopped. Not only him, but all the strong men above the Dou Zun level in the team stopped spontaneously without exception.

Step, turn around and fly towards the blood cloud where Soul Emperor is.

"Elder Gu Qing..."

Tears welled up in her eyes. Even though she was heartbroken, Gu Xun'er still held back her tears and nodded vigorously. She knew that this was the only way at the moment. The irresistible power of the Soul Clan and the Soul Emperor could only

Fill it with human life.

During this period of time, under the pressure of Mount Tai, Gu Xun'er also grew up a lot. She learned to be calm and think, mature and steady, and she was no longer just following a good-for-nothing young master.

A brother shouted silly and sweet.

"Let's go!" Gu Xun'er gritted his teeth and said.

"Bang bang bang!"

Under the bombardment of the blood-colored light pillars in the blood cloud, the bodies of the ancient people who were dying exploded instantly. The misty blood mist and broken flesh and blood scattered, and finally merged into the increasingly huge blood cloud.

The sudden change made all the young people of the Degu tribe feel deep despair. Looking at the elders who were still around before but now exploded into a ball of blood mist, endless fear and horror quickly surged from their hearts like a tide.

emerge.

"Young patriarch, what should we do next?" Someone asked quietly, his tone full of helplessness and sadness.

Perhaps Gu Xun'er was not the strongest among the remaining clan members, but her identity and right to speak were the highest, so she was still the dominant one among those present.

"Let's go to Canaan College in the Black Corner Region. There is someone there who can stop the Soul Emperor!"

At this time, Gu Xun'er's mood was very complicated. That woman, who had killed her father and massacred many elders of the ancient tribe, was now their last resort. It was really ridiculous to say that.

We must let the ancient clan continue to pass on, no matter what the price is paid! Gu Xun'er thought secretly.

"What an intoxicating power!"

Effortlessly "eating" the weak people of the ancient tribe, Emperor Hun Tian elegantly wiped the corners of his lips. His scarlet lips looked particularly evil. At this time, he had not only lips, but also a head.

All of his black hair turned into a scarlet color like a sea of ​​blood.

Zhongzhou is the cauldron, living beings are the material, flesh and blood are the media, and the emperor's body is forged.

The people of the eight ancient tribes have the blood of Emperor Dou, which contains a small amount of source energy that is imperceptible. Emperor Hun Tian is using quantity to make up for quality, paving his way to becoming an emperor with the flesh and blood of the common people.

Soul Emperor's eyes were cast in the direction where Gu Xun'er and others were escaping, and a strange smile appeared on his handsome face. At the same time, a voice filled with endless bloody energy was heard above Zhongzhou.

The sound resounded.

"Today is the time for me, Soul Emperor and Soul Heavenly Emperor, to be crowned emperor!"

He has entered the realm of Dou Di that he dreamed of. The powerful Dou Di are like the gods in this world, and the rest, in their eyes, are just ants crushed to death.

It didn't really matter whether they killed the remaining Gu Xun'er and others, but the direction in which they fled reminded him of the fear he felt a month ago when he was dominated by that stunning woman's overwhelming power.

Only after he truly became a Dou Emperor did Emperor Hun Tian understand that the gap between a Dou Sheng and a Dou Emperor was like the difference between clouds and mud. He could do the same thing when she fought one against a hundred.

"Kong Jiran, let you become the first sacrifice of sufficient weight under this emperor..."
Chapter completed!