The holy land of the Demon Sect is covered in red as far as the eye can see.
Bodies were piled up like mountains, but there was no one alive in the continuous mountains.
Those people from ancient times who came after hearing the news fell into the dojo of this demon sect.
The demon sect here, which used to be extremely prosperous and had countless strong men, ended up like this. The iron-blooded methods of Taoist Qinglian can't help but make people speechless.
At the same time, it also pleases people's hearts. The demon sect has done many evil things, killing all living beings in the ancient world. It implements the method of those who obey will prosper and those who go against will perish. This has led to the devastation of all living beings and the destruction of countless families in the ancient world...
Speaking of hating the Demonic Cult, perhaps the surviving creatures from the prehistoric times hate Wang Shuo many times more.
The destruction of the Demonic Cult is a good thing for everyone.
Soon, in addition to the remaining creatures nearby, even the four ancestors rushed to the Holy Land of the Demon Sect as quickly as possible.
Seeing such a miserable situation, everyone took a breath of cold air, and unconsciously felt awe and fear towards Wang Shuo. At the same time, they were glad that Wang Shuo did not kill like the demon sect, otherwise this ancient world would be in trouble.
But here, Wang Shuo has long disappeared. After hesitating for a moment, Hongjun said: "Although the demon sect is destroyed, Luo and the witch are not here. This disaster is not over. I feel the call of heaven and decide.
Awaken the divine thoughts sleeping in the Chaos Bell, use this to break through your cultivation and fight against Luo!"
"I also feel that the way of heaven is calling, and I have to go back and awaken the mind of the Chaos Bell!" Yin Yang said in a deep voice.
The rest of Yangmei and Qiankun are like this. Somehow, they have sensed the will of Heaven. As representatives of Heaven, if Luo and the Witch come back, they cannot compete and have to rely on Taoist Qinglian. This is simply a situation.
Kind of suffering.
If Taoist Qinglian is not here, wouldn’t the Great Desolate World be over?
Thinking of this, Hongjun looked at the sky. The white clouds on the sky gradually became darker, and finally condensed into a huge vortex, with thunder and light surging inside, as if something was gradually awakening in the depths of chaos.
Feeling the changes in the chaos, Hongjun nodded to the surrounding creatures, and finally flew towards Yujing Mountain without looking back.
Yin Yang, Qian Kun, Yang Mei, all like this, followed Hongjun and flew towards Yujing Mountain.
The remaining creatures glanced at the direction in which the four people were leaving, and some looked at each other before flying towards Yujing Mountain, intending to join the Tiandao Alliance and prepare for the next catastrophe.
The rest returned to their hometowns to rebuild their dilapidated homes.
In the end, the four different beasts, the Qilin tribe, and the beasts also sighed. Although the catastrophe has ended, it does not mean the end. There may be a comeback one day.
Therefore, they knew that they had offended Luo and participated in the annihilation of the demon sect. If they wanted to stay out of the matter in the future, it would be impossible. Si Xiang could only say: "I plan to return to the Qilin Holy Land and use all the resources of the Qilin clan to improve your cultivation."
Because, otherwise the catastrophe will come in the future, and both you and I will perish in this catastrophe..."
Everyone who was previously greedy for life and afraid of death also understood the seriousness of the matter and knew that continuing to escape was not an option. In the end, they nodded heavily. Although they offended Luo, it was not completely without benefits.
At least he has obtained the merits of heaven. If he uses his merits to improve his cultivation, the Qilin tribe can still give birth to many quasi-sages.
This huge merit cannot be obtained by anyone else.
After everyone dispersed, this holy land where the Demon Sect had been extremely prosperous in the past finally turned into silence, with only the blood and corpses reflecting the former glory of this place.
As for Wang Shuo, he is at the Chaos Clock at this time.
His consciousness swept through the chaos, looking for traces of Luo.
It's a pity that after searching for so long, I couldn't detect any aura.
Shan Wangshuo did not give up, he was still in the chaos, constantly searching.
One day, ten days, a hundred days...
One year, ten years, a hundred years...
Time continued to pass, and more and more Chaos was searched for, but Chaos was too big. Even after a hundred years, Luo was still not found.
Luo He, the witch, seemed to have evaporated from the world, with no breath left.
The search lasted for another seventeen years with no results, and Wang Shuo finally had to give up.
After spending one hundred and seventeen years in chaos, when he returned to the great wilderness, less than 1% of his luck, which had been lost in the destruction of the demon sect, had been restored.
The entire prehistoric land still looked extremely desolate, and it was difficult to see any living creatures wherever it passed.
This land, devastated by life, has found peace that it has not seen for a long time.
Unfortunately, this peace is only temporary. Before Luo is killed, this peace will disappear at any time.
Many creatures also understand this truth, so they cherish every second and work hard to improve their strength, hoping to have the ability to compete with Luo when the next disaster strikes.
In this great destiny of all races united in the prehistoric times, the law of heaven descended from the source of heaven and earth to warm the earth as quickly as possible.
This also led to a short-term surge in vitality in the prehistoric world, but this luck... was only temporary. When the source disappeared, the desolation of the past would be restored again.
Along the way, Wang Shuo saw a lot of the situation of all the tribes in the ancient world, and finally shook his head and flew to the four seas. Long Lin'er led the dragon tribe and was beaten to nowhere in the battle between good and evil. He didn't know what happened to him at this time.
On the Sihai Dragon Palace, Wang Shuo landed at the entrance of the Dragon Palace. The surrounding soldiers and crab generals saw Wang Shuo and immediately recognized his identity.
Just because Long Lin'er hung a scroll at the entrance of the palace, everyone in the Dragon Palace could see the scroll whenever they came in and out. This painting also always alerted everyone in the Dragon Palace as to the reason for the decline of the Dragon Clan.
But it was this person who led to the decline of the Dragon Clan. Many soldiers and generals did not dare to show even the slightest disrespect. They bent down and bowed one after another: "I have met Qinglian Daozu!"
"Yes." Wang Shuo nodded, and then walked along the long corridor of the Dragon Palace, passing by the gardens and surrounding courtyards, and finally arrived at the main hall.
Wang Shuo, who has been to Dragon Palace several times, is already familiar with the place.
He even knows the location of the treasure house by heart.
Therefore, after arriving at the entrance of the main hall, she walked directly in and saw Long Lin'er sitting on the throne, discussing something with more than a dozen dragon clansmen.
Seeing Wang Shuo's arrival, more than a dozen dragon clansmen were stunned, then saluted and said: "Qinglian Daozu!"
"teacher……"
Seeing Wang Shuo, Long Lin'er trotted down, swatting away more than a dozen dragons at the same time, and asked: "Why are you here?"
"Let me see you, how is the Dragon Clan doing lately?" Wang Shuo.
Long Lin'er lifted her hair beside her ears and said with a wry smile: "It's still the same as before. In the recent battle between good and evil, the Dragon Clan tried its best. Now there are even more casualties. Fortunately, when the teacher wiped out the demon sect, the heavenly merits made up for it.
There have been a lot of losses, and many of the dragons who have reached the peak of Daluo Jinxian have directly become quasi-sages, which is much better than before."
"Really?" Wang Shuo nodded, took out the jade plate of creation, forced out the evolution of the water path, one of the three thousand avenues, and said: "I will stay here for ten days. During the ten days, you can participate
Understand the law of water."
Looking at the Dao Law in front of him, Long Lin'er couldn't help but feel a little wet in his eyes.