There is a war outside the territory, there is a war in the nine heavens, there is a war in the sky, and there is a war on the ground.
The largest and highest-level war broke out in the entire eight regions since ancient times.
The peak of the secular world, the Shinto creatures, and the giant leaders are all bleeding.
There is no light from the sun and the moon, and murderous aura surges into the sky, filling the heaven and earth.
The greatest massacre and turmoil broke out.
But it is not the gods harvesting the lives of all living beings.
Instead, four mysterious beings harvested the lives of the giant leader!
No matter how you lay it out for eternity, no matter how big a mastermind you are behind the scenes, you will still bleed into the sky.
The sun, moon and stars are falling together, the big star is setting in the west, we have come to the end...
It seemed to be foreshadowing something and became a sign.
"Uncle Meng, how is the situation now?" Huo Ling'er asked curiously.
"It's great." Meng Chuan responded with a smile.
Huo Ling'er looked up at the clusters of light on the horizon, which looked like more than ten suns.
Suddenly, a sun went out, and the giant's appearance was revealed for a moment, and then shrunk in an instant.
Floating far away, wandering outside the territory, waiting to be found by the victors and becoming their trophies.
"Another big shot has died..." Huo Ling'er murmured to himself.
"Are they really dead?"
"Why do you ask?" Meng Chuan glanced at Huo Ling'er.
"It always feels incredible. These are all big shots. According to my father, they are the most powerful and irresistible big shots."
This was already the third big figure to fall, and Huo Ling'er found it incredible.
Like a dream or an illusion.
As the most beloved princess of the Fire Nation, the Fire Emperor was very serious about cultivating her and spent all his resources on her.
At the same time, some secrets were also told to Huo Ling'er.
The truth about the Great Tribulation of the Eight Realms and the identity of the perpetrators.
Even if these sect leaders are not the most powerful group of people since the Three Thousand Daozhou entered the chaotic ancient times, they are almost there.
They are the pinnacle of the Three Thousand Daozhou.
Of course, in the Fire Emperor's narration to Huo Ling'er, the Three Thousand Daozhou was called the Upper Realm.
The most powerful people in the upper world come to the Eight Realms regularly to harvest the "spiritual medicine" and compete for the sacred treasures left by the ancient powerful men in the Eight Realms.
For example, the spiritual root in the Medicine City of the Wasteland, Kunpeng's lair, or the Supreme Divine Treasure that has been circulating in the Wasteland for a long time.
The previous celestial changes were not the first to occur in the long history of ancient times.
Every time there is a catastrophe, the sky will be dyed with blood, and blood will flow on the earth. No one can survive as long as they are targeted.
There is only the endless wail of living beings.
The Eight Realms are like a medicine field, and the monks there are all elixirs, and the mature elixirs will be picked.
That was the darkest time, and it was also the time when the Eight Realm monks were most powerless.
Without Meng Chuan's presence, the Fire Emperor would have considered taking Huo Ling'er and running away to Sanqian Daozhou.
However, at this moment, Huo Ling'er looked at the horizon, confused.
According to his father, the source of the great catastrophe, those great figures in the upper realms that are much more powerful than the Eight Realms, can be called the most powerful beings.
Three people have died, and all three of the most powerful magic weapons that caused the transformation last time have been taken away.
In this calculation, these big shots have lost six.
Meng Chuan understood what Huo Ling'er meant.
This is similar to the mentality of humans in the ancient world when they saw the invincible Ultraman fall.
Unacceptable, unbelievable.
Ultraman is invincible, how could he be defeated?
Aren't these giants invincible? How could they die so easily?
Of course, the nature of Ultraman and the giant from the upper world are different.
But that’s probably what it means.
"Since they are in the lower realm of their real bodies, if they are killed, they are naturally dead." Meng Chuan said calmly.
"When people are killed, they will die, and the supreme beings in the heavens will die forever, let alone these leaders."
Huo Ling'er didn't understand what the Supreme Being of the Heavens was, but she understood.
Of these great figures who have descended from the upper world, those who are dead are really dead, and those who are still alive may also die.
"Invincibility is always relative." Meng Chuan looked at the horizon in trance.
"No one can be absolutely invincible and undefeated forever."
"Not even the most powerful of ancient times could do it."
"Three thousand leaders of Daozhou are still far from invincible."
For some reason, Huo Ling'er heard something from Meng Chuan's words...not caring.
Uncle Meng doesn't seem to care at all about these big shots from the upper world.
"Uncle Meng, do you look down upon the power of these big men?" Huo Ling'er asked doubtfully.
Meng Chuan shook his head, "It's not that I don't look down on their strength. I don't despise any monk at any level, because I also came from that time."
"Whether it's a blood-moving monk or these leaders, in my eyes, there is no difference in truth."
"What I look down upon is not their power, but their people and what they do."
During the Dao Li era, Meng Chuan sat in the middle of the sky, looking down at the universe and the years.
But he can still have a lofty talk with mortals in a mortal teahouse.
To put it simply, it's just bragging with ordinary people.
He doesn't care about the level of realm, strength, or strength.
But he really did not like these leaders.
Launch catastrophes, attack and kill heroes, confuse right and wrong, and tamper with history.
Huo Ling'er nodded confusedly, and then asked Meng Chuan curiously.
"Uncle Meng, what level are you at?"
"True God." Meng Chuan replied proudly: "The top of the Eight Realms."
"Then, what about those big shots?"
"Teacher level, a title for the later stages of the Shinto realm. The realms vary." Meng Chuan's voice became lower.
"Most of these leaders are in the Kill Me state, and a few are in the Escape state."
"Who is in a higher realm, the true god or the leader?"
"Leader." Meng Chuan's voice became lower and lower.
Huo Ling'er looked at Meng Chuan and said, "Oh~~"
This oh sound also has a long tail.
Meaningful.
Meng Chuan looked around and found that there was nothing that could change the subject, so he was disappointed.
"Uncle Meng, what is the relationship between those people above who can kill the leader and Shi Hao?" Fortunately, Huo Ling'er took the initiative to change the subject.
"The relationship is not as good as the relationship between me and my little one, but I have watched him grow up, and I feel like a teacher and a relative."
"Oh." Huo Ling'er nodded, "Milkboy's background is so amazing."
Then Huo Ling'er said somewhat dullly: "He will definitely have a bright future in the future, and he will definitely become someone like those religious leaders, or even more powerful than them."
Meng Chuan was a little surprised. Was Huo Ling'er worried that he would not be able to keep up with Shi Hao in the future? Are the two sides gradually becoming distant?
Actually, this is not necessary.
Because when Shi Hao looks for a Taoist companion, he never looks at whether the talent is good or not, as long as he is passable.
Because no matter how hard you look, no one will be as talented as him.
However, Meng Chuan didn't say much. It's best to let the parties involved resolve such matters.
But when the giant battle group came to Xuanyu, unexpected changes occurred.
The powerful forces were fighting in a melee, the laws were intertwined, and the energy of heaven and earth was shaking, which actually led to something.
A mysterious qi appeared between the heaven and the earth in Xuanyu, causing changes in the world and being sensed by many giants who were fighting here.
"There is actually an ancient treasure world here?" A giant who was fighting against Kun Pengzi raised his eyebrows.
"It hasn't been opened yet. It's just because the qi machine we fought with caused its changes, but this ancient treasure world cannot be hidden anymore."
Meng Chuan also felt the wisp of energy. After thinking for a while, he understood what it was and what was in that ancient treasure world.
