Western world.

This side of the world is shrouded in darkness and filled with chill.

The temperature here is extremely low, but there are still wild grasses all around, and countless tentacles spread around, like huge tree roots, entangled together.

These tentacles seem to be crawling with life, and the black surface is covered with mucus, like the shadows that have absorbed countless souls. Each tentacle seems to be condensed from resentment and malice from the depths of hell.

This area was even more eerily quiet, and strange whispers could be heard vaguely, coming from deep underground, like ghosts calling.

The ground was filled with a fishy smell of decay and death.

These tentacles spread far into the distance, all the way into the depths of darkness.

An extremely huge eye appeared. These tentacles were not connected to individual bodies, but spread out from this giant eye.

Although it was just one eye, it seemed boundless, and the eyes were as deep as an abyss, containing endless terror and pain.

It seems that this eye was originally the incarnation of evil. It stares at all living things and penetrates everyone's deepest fears.

Suddenly, this eye blinked slightly, and then, a sound filled with endless fear that seemed to tear apart the soul rang out from below the eye.

"Clone? It's interesting. The news from the Sun Crown Immortal Lord is that the original body of the Saint of the Original Clan has been sitting in their original world.

As a result, this is just a clone."

In the northern starry sky, in the wasteland, outside the storm city.

Under the dark night sky, the Saint of the Original Tribe looked at the Holy Way of Time with a solemn face: "I will deal with the traitors, and then let the monks from the East hunt down the tentacle tribe and drive them out of our world first."

Although he didn't get much useful information from Sun Crown Immortal Lord's mind, at least he was certain that the Saint of Time did not lie to him.

The monks in the West really want to destroy them in the East.

So, now, he naturally wants to join forces with the Saint of Time.

The Saint of Time nodded slightly and said in a deep voice: "We may not be able to stop each other if we join forces. After all, you Eastern monks have been killing each other, but the other side has been making preparations.

We also need other forces."

"Other forces?" The Saint of the Original Clan was startled for a moment, then quickly reacted and pointed at the Earthstorm City not far away and whispered, "Is this the force you are referring to?"

Now, both the north and the south have been destroyed, and he has not gone to the south. There are no monks and power left, so the only things in front of them are these safe cities.

"Yes, it's them." The Saint of Time nodded slightly, "The power of these safe cities may not be strong, but behind them, there must be a saint, a powerful one who can avoid countless killings.

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Of course, the other party may agree to us, but there is another possibility, that is, the other party is also ready, and the other party also hopes that immeasurable calamity will come.

If that happens, we will have one more enemy."

When the saint of the original tribe heard this, a strange look appeared on his face. In fact, there was another possibility, that is, the other party was not prepared at the beginning, so he would help them block the western monks.

But when the opponent is ready, or even after severely injuring the Western monks, if the opponent wants to bring about the immeasurable killing calamity, it will trigger the immeasurable killing calamity, and maybe later on, the other side will become their enemy.

Not only the strength of Ping An City, but also the Saint of Time in front of him.

Perhaps, the Saint of Time had already prepared everything, but because of his own appearance, because of that human race, part of his power entered the opponent's ruins, and eventually he had to wake up early, and even killed a monk to survive.

Come down.

Therefore, the Saint of Time is definitely not ready to deal with the immeasurable murderous calamity now. If the Saint of Time wants to survive, he must join forces with himself to stop the monks from the west and prevent the immeasurable murderous calamity from coming so quickly.

However, what if after a long time, he slowly recovers and completes all preparations?

I'm afraid that at that time, he will also take action and trigger the immeasurable killing calamity.

Therefore, for now, I can trust the Saint of Time, but in the future I will have to beware of him.

The Saint of Time swept around in the distance, his eyes fell on the Saint of the Original Clan again, and said: "Fellow Taoist, why don't we go find each other's Saint together.

There are a total of 108 safe cities in this world.

Their saint should be in Tiankui City. Let's go to Tiankui City first. However, before that, fellow Taoist, should you inform the monks here to stop fighting?

Of course, they have been fighting for a long time before, and many of them have grudges. It is impossible for them to stop fighting just because they don't want to fight.

What's more, if they maintain a kind of peace without any fighting, it will be difficult for them to improve, and they must also have a certain amount of pressure. Just don't fight so fiercely."

The Saint of the Original Tribe nodded slightly and thought for a moment. The next moment, his figure rose again and appeared at the top of the void. At the same time, a bright light surged out from his body, vast and powerful, surging towards the surroundings.

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Under the dark night, the light on his body became even more dazzling.

Looking from a distance, it seems as if there is another moon in the void, and its light is even much brighter than the moon.

After a moment, his voice resounded.

"I am the saint of the original tribe."

Full of endless majesty, it makes people feel high and cannot be blasphemed. Only the voice of obedience resounded throughout Diba City. At the same time, the voice continued to spread to the surroundings. In the blink of an eye, the voice spread throughout the wasteland and even this area.

Every corner of the world!

In the nearest Earth Storm City, the monks who were in the city immediately raised their heads when they heard the sound.

"Saint!"

"This breath, such a terrifying breath, I can't even look directly at this being."

"He was actually in the dark night. Even a quasi-sage wouldn't be able to survive in the dark night, but he doesn't seem to have any influence at all."

"The saint suddenly spoke, what did he want to say?"

In a courtyard in the city, Cao Zhen, Ling Xi, Yan Yourong and Xiang Ziyu also looked up.

He had come into contact with the saint of the original tribe before, but this was the first time he saw him, but his voice was the same as that of the saint of the original tribe who had come into contact with him before.

"You are all my monks in the East. And I am the only saint in the East." The saint of the original tribe knew very well that if he wanted all the monks to listen to his words, he must let all the monks know that he is

The only saint!

"There is only this one saint."

"This is normal. All monks can go to the original world. Obviously, the original world is the ruler of our eastern world.

If there are other saints, we can't all go to the original world."

In the void, the expression of the Saint of the Original Tribe became solemn, and there was a trace of heaviness in his voice: "There are four worlds in the world. Now you are in the northern world. You have also seen that the northern world is

The continuation of the world is all being wiped out.

And all the monks in the southern world were wiped out! Now, in this world, apart from us in the eastern world, only the western world has monks.

And those who destroyed the northern and southern worlds were the monks from the western world.

Next, it will be our turn in the Eastern World."

As soon as his words fell, the expressions of the monks in each and every Ping An City changed drastically.

"A total of four worlds?"

"The monks in the Western World have destroyed the monks in both worlds!"

"Are the Western monks that powerful? So, how do we stop them?"

"When will they attack us in the east?"

Each of the monks did not wonder why the monks from the Western World wanted to attack them. The Western World had already wiped out the monks from the other two worlds, so they would definitely attack them again.

The saint of the original tribe continued: "In our eastern world, there are monks from the western world, those tentacle tribes.

From today on, all the monks who see the tentacle tribe will be killed. Of course, the tentacle tribe mentioned is the tentacle tribe in the west. We in the east also have monks with multiple tentacles. I think you can tell the difference.

Those are the tentacle tribes of the West."

The races with tentacles in the East all have other names. Only the tentacle monks in the West are called the tentacle tribe.

Cao Zhen only frowned when he listened to the words of the Saint of the Original Clan. He had also doubted these Tentacle Clan at the beginning, but if there was a problem with the Tentacle Clan, what about those Blood Clan?

In the human world, the vampires are united with the tentacles.

In the void, the voice of the Saint of the Original Race did not stop: "The monks in the West are extremely powerful, and we monks in the Eastern world must unite to stop them, otherwise we will be destroyed.

Therefore, from today onwards, all of you should put aside all your grudges and be united in dealing with the outside world.

In addition, there are some ruins here that you can search here. But if you don’t want to search, you can also go back to our original world.

I will establish our eastern heaven in the original realm and maintain the order of our eastern world."

The figure of the saint of the original tribe quickly disappeared.

Cao Zhen didn't know what the other Ping An City's reactions were, but in Geostorm City, he could clearly hear exclamations and discussions.

"Put down all grudges?" Yan Yourong obviously didn't have a good impression of the Saint of the Original Clan. She sneered, "The Saint of the Original Clan allowed us tribes to enter the original world before, and it was clear that he wanted us to fight.

As a result, now that we know there are Western monks, they are worried that our strength is insufficient, so they have asked us to join forces again.

Also, doesn't it mean that two adjacent worlds must fight to the death, leaving only one world?

I don’t know if we still need to fight to the death with the neighboring world.”

"No need." Cao Zhen whispered, "I just saw Duoduo and the others, the saints of the original tribe, also announced this matter in the original world, but I just said one more thing.
To be continued...