The torrential rain and wind, like a storm, were in the past and were an irresistible disaster. But today, it is the rain that heals the scars of the world.
The giant dragon roared and flew over every inch of the sky in the Heavenly Desolate Realm, spreading clouds and rain. As the rainstorm continued to fall, the dazzling divine light on Shenlong began to dim and weaken.
In the end, three thousand five hundred and sixty years after the birth of the giant dragon, the torrential rain in the Heavenly Desolate Realm that lasted for three thousand five hundred and sixty years finally came to an end.
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The dimly lit giant dragon flew back to the sky over the East China Sea tired and weak, and fell into the dark abyss at the end of the East China Sea with the desolate dragon roar.
At this time, the Heaven and Desolation Realm was already full of vitality, and the four seas that had once dried up and became scorched earth were once again sparkling and everything was revived. The torrential rains and winds that lasted for many years have washed away all the last traces of the old era. Except for some extremely hidden wreckage and ruins of the cave, there are no bricks and tiles of the old era on the earth of the Heavenly Desolate Realm. .
Then, a green light with strong vitality suddenly flew out from the depths of the Guixu Abyss, and it spread to the entire land of the Heavenly Desolate Realm in an instant.
Wherever the green light went, many creatures of different shapes suddenly appeared on the originally wild and primitive land.
Huge giants from the North Sea, savages who drink blood and run naked, alien beasts whose roar spreads all over the mountains and rivers, and wolves running on the grasslands... On this piece of land that has just suffered from the destruction of the world, in just a short span of time. For thousands of years, it has regained its former vitality, and all creatures that were once engraved on the Jiuding are now reappearing in the world.
Only this time, the practitioners who have survived the calamity of the world have not appeared to teach these confused primitive creatures to practice.
Even the Jiuli Holy Mountain, the only one that was not destroyed, was silent at this time. In the sacred mountain with lush forests, savages ran wild, wild beasts howled, a primitive scene, but not a single figure of the Jiuli tribe was seen.
The nine tribes of the Li tribe who would come out immediately after every catastrophe in the world seemed to be completely buried in the old times, and no one could be seen.
Even the other side of the sea of flowers on the other side of the Miaomiao smoke wave in the South China Sea can't see any traces now. The ancient battlefield that once helped Luo Yujun to establish the undead kingdom is now even more disappearing.
On the vast plains that once belonged to the core area of the undead kingdom, everything is now normal, and there is nothing special about it.
Those terrifying soldiers wandering in the ancient battlefield, and the forest of stone monuments that shocked Lu Heng... Everything seems to have disappeared in this world and no longer exists.
Chapter 531 The Gods Disappear
In the strange world, four terrifying ancient beasts stood in front of the huge Buzhou Mountain, in shock.
Ahead, at the foot of Buzhou Mountain, where the sword intent was awe-inspiring and the evil spirit permeated, the aura that was originally more and more terrifying gradually calmed down with the recovery of the Heavenly Desolate Realm and the advent of a new era.
By this time, it has even completely disappeared, and it seems that it has completely fallen asleep, and it is no longer like the terrifying state that could wake up at any time not long ago.
The four beasts were relieved when they noticed this situation.
"Great… "
"It's fucking scary..."
The four ancient evils, who are famous outside the world, also have things to fear.
Fortunately, this terrifying existence that made the Four Fierce Fear is now sleeping peacefully again, without really waking up.
But Lu Heng, who was far away in the eternal pure land, opened his eyes slightly at this time and woke up from the retreat.
His brows furrowed slightly.
The expression on his face was also a little confused.
In the four thousand years in the eternal pure land, he has refined nine peach blossom fruits.
Now Lu Heng's strength has surpassed his original self, and he has a new understanding of the way of cultivation.
In terms of strength, the Thirteen Ancestors, who were so intimidated that he did not dare to act rashly, are now only on par with him.
However, there are still sixteen of his peach blossom fruit...
Originally, he thought that the thirteen ancestors of the Seven Realms were already close to the realm of immortality and transcendence, far beyond what ordinary congenital practitioners could figure out.
However, now he has only refined ten peach fruits in total, and he is still a long way from his full strength, but he is not much different from the thirteen ancestors... Is this transcendent, eternal and immortal realm so powerful? Even the oldest thirteen ancestors of the Seven Realms can't approach such a realm
Lu Heng felt unusual.
There must be some reason behind this.
His intuition told him that the Thirteen Ancestors who stood silently in the depths of the Xinghai to worship and practice the Emperor's Heaven Bell was definitely not as simple as it seemed on the surface.
Therefore, Lu Heng, who had planned to finish refining at this point, retreated again and continued refining peach fruit, in order to raise his cultivation to a higher realm.
With his current cultivation base, although theoretically there is no need to fear the thirteen ancestors, Lu Heng always felt that something was wrong.
And this retreat is five thousand years.
In five thousand years, Lu Heng only refined two peach fruits in total.
When his cultivation level approached the level of the ancestors of the Seven Realms, the speed of refining peach fruit was greatly reduced. It seemed that there was an invisible force suppressing him, preventing him from easily breaking through the shackles of cultivation.
And if you leave the Eternal Pure Land and return to the world of the heavens, this invisible suppression force will be more obvious and stronger.
The speed of cultivation in these five thousand years is far inferior to the previous time!
Lu Heng, who was in retreat, opened his eyes again, and his consciousness returned to this world.
His expression was slightly stunned.
This is not because the practice is difficult and hindered, but because of a change in the ancient tomb of the starry sky!
With a thought, the incarnation of the primordial spirit in the eternal pure land dissipated directly. In the ancient tomb of the starry sky, a huge white wolf floating in the sea of stars suddenly opened his eyes.
In the universe below, a blue planet orbits silently under the gravitational pull of a massive star.
At that moment just now, he actually lost the sense of the gods in Hanyu Heavenly Court!
The many practitioners who were originally sealed by him in the Sea of Clouds Heavenly Palace and were divided into divine positions are now all out of his consciousness, as if they have completely disappeared from this world.
This sudden change caught Lu Heng off guard.
The huge white wolf directly transformed into lightning and white light, shot out from the dark cosmic starry sky, and landed directly on the azure blue planet below.
On the earth at this time, new creatures have already occupied the mainstream of the biosphere.
It was a group of gigantic insects. The largest insects were hundreds of feet long and covered in ferocious and terrifying armor. They were the most terrifying predators on earth. The smallest swarm is only a tiny inch, but it fills the wilderness and devours all living beings wherever it goes.
The earth that was once ruled by humans has now been changed one after another by its rulers.
Lu Heng didn't feel much about it.
He landed directly on the most expansive mountains on earth.
After tens of millions of years of geological activities, the heights of the Himalayas and the top of the earth are now several times their original heights.
The snow-capped fields are crisscrossed, and every mountain in the field of vision is even higher than Everest.
And Lu Heng flew directly across this snowy field and entered a certain time and space gate in the snowfield.
- Fuxi Treasure House.
This unparalleled secret realm opened here by Xuanyuan's descendants according to the order of the Emperor when the Great Desolate Heavenly Court collapsed, once helped Lu Heng to embark on the path of cultivation in his previous life. Although Lu Heng finally sublimated to the best of his ability, abandoned Fuxi's Dao lineage, and relied on his own understanding of the power of Tianlei to prove the eternal Dao, this place is still a significant hometown for Lu Heng.
Moreover, the Fuxi Treasure House contains spiritual energy, which is an excellent place for cultivators in the Heavenly Desolate Realm to take refuge.
Therefore, after the gods of the Hanyu Heavenly Court arrived on Earth, Lu Heng let them enter the Fuxi Treasure House for temporary refuge.
But I didn't expect these practitioners to disappear in Lu Heng's consciousness... Could it be that there is another mystery in the treasure house of Fuxi
Confused, Lu Heng entered the treasure house of Fuxi, and what appeared in front of him was a world of mountains and rivers filled with spiritual energy.
Although the quality of the aura is far from that of the Eight Desolate Worlds, it is already unique in the world of the heavens.
Above the dome of the sky, there is a magnificent Cloud Sea Heavenly Palace suspended.
However, at this time, the Heavenly Palace of the Sea of Clouds was empty, and Lu Heng flew all over the entire Fuxi Treasure House, but was unable to find the figures of the gods in the heavens.
Gu Yan, Zhulong, Jiu Mie, Nian Cangqing... These relatives and friends who were supposed to practice in the treasure house have all disappeared now, and not even a bit of information has been left.
Lu Heng stood alone in the empty world, a little dazed.
This is the treasure house of Fuxi. Lu Heng believes that even if there is another mystery, it will not hurt the lives of the gods. After all, the creatures of these heavens and the treasure house of Fuxi come from the same source.
It's just that everyone disappeared so suddenly, which made Lu Heng worried.
He searched inside and outside the Fuxi Treasure House for half a year, and searched this relatively vast little world almost a hundred times. He searched every piece of turf, but still could not find the whereabouts of everyone.
In the end, Lu Heng, who held a little hope, left the Starry Sky Tomb and went all the way to the Heavenly Desolate Realm, wanting to go to the Forest of Suppressing Demon Steles to seek answers.
After all, the ancient existences in the Forest of Suppressing Demon Steles are all remnants of Fuxi Heavenly Court, and they may know the secrets of Fuxi's treasure house.
However, when Lu Heng crossed a long space distance, successfully reached the Heavenly Desolate Realm, and entered the Heavenly Desolate Realm through the blockade of the earthly beast that had awakened again outside, he failed to see the sea of flowers on the other side in the South China Sea.
The sea of flowers on the other side, the Forest of Suppressing Demon Steles, the ancient battlefield... Everything has completely disappeared from this world.
Standing on the barren plain, Lu Heng was speechless.
It seems that in a short period of time, he is afraid that he will not be able to meet relatives and friends such as Gu Yanzhulong.
It should not be a coincidence that the cultivation of the people in the wild world in Fuxi's treasure house and the disappearance of this sea of flowers on the other side.
Inside, there may be some connection.
It's just that Lu Heng now has no way of knowing for the time being.
After searching for nothing, he finally returned to the eternal pure land and began to refine the peach blossom fruit again.
The days when the ancestors of the Seven Realms will restore the Emperor's Sky Clock are getting closer and closer. The next time Lu Heng wants to repeat the old tricks and destroy the Emperor's Sky Clock, it may not be so easy.
This time, he must be ready to kill the ancestors of the Seven Realms after the plan goes bankrupt.
And the improvement of cultivation base becomes more and more important at such a critical juncture.
Chapter 532 Ten Ten Golden Crows
In the eternal pure land, time flies.
Lu Heng, who was in retreat, finally finished refining the fourteenth peach fruit.
His cultivation has surpassed that strange and unpredictable Thirteen Ancestors. And vaguely, Lu Heng seemed to have touched the shackles of another realm.
However, he felt that there was still a big gap between himself and eternity, transcendence and immortality.
This once again confirmed his previous conjecture—the Thirteen Ancestors of the Seven Realms are not as simple as they seem on the surface!
It's just that Lu Heng today doesn't know what the real strength of the Thirteen Ancestors has reached, and whether he can compete with it now...
But now Lu Heng has no time to refine peach fruit.
When he was awakened from a deep sleep, there was already a murderous aura and crowded figures outside the Eternal Pure Land.
The restoration of the Huangtian Bell is imminent, and the practitioners of the seven realms who have dispersed once again gathered outside the eternal pure land, wanting to follow the ancestors to completely remove the poisonous thorn in their hearts.
A large number of monks from the seven realms gathered in the void outside the eternal pure land, and the long and deep breath was terrifying.
What's more, the monks of the Seven Realms in the Eternal Pure Land are the profound heritage that the Seven Realms have accumulated for many years.
In the depths of the Eternal Pure Land, over the vast continent, the huge Emperor Bell was shining brightly, and the cracks once left by the Divine Meteor Tribulation had been completely repaired.
But the Thirteen Ancestors did not stop.
They worked together and shot at the same time, pouring a large amount of life essence into the Emperor Bell.
The seven-mouthed cauldron that floats up and down in the void is constantly trembling, and the ancient patterns of heaven, earth, mountains, rivers, plants, insects and fish carved on the cauldron's body shine brightly, reflecting the world as bright as day. Vaguely, you can even see the prototype of a vast world in that dazzling light.
In the small world, the Qingzhou Ding and Yuzhou Ding in Lu Heng's sleeves trembled faintly, feeling the involvement of Qi. However, under the suppression of Lu Heng, the two small tripods finally quieted down.
In the depths of the Pure Land, the Thirteen First Ancestors stood in the dazzling divine light with awe-inspiring faces.
Around them, dozens of powerful figures stood in formation.
In order to prevent the aura of the Emperor's Heavenly Bell from ushering in the Divine Falling Tribulation again, the Thirteen Ancestors ordered these top cultivators to form a formation to shield the heavenly secrets and prevent the aura of the Emperor's Heavenly Bell from leaking out.
With the strong sacrifice and training of the Thirteen First Ancestors, the atmosphere in the Emperor's Bell became more and more terrifying. Looking from a distance, the starry sky seems to be distorted, as if stepping into another world, which is no longer a sacred object that this world can bear.
Vaguely, even the void will be crushed.
If it weren't for the protection of the Thirteen Ancestors, just the powerful breath of this Emperor's Heaven Bell would be enough to crush the entire Eternal Pure Land!
At this time, Lu Heng was already lurking near the continent.
He stood in the void, looking at the sky-covering formation formed by seventy-seven-forty-nine top seven realms monks from afar, looking for an opportunity to take action.
This time, the Seven Realms were fully prepared and heavily guarded, and it was no longer just that he could make a sneak attack just by thinking about it. The gigantic and splendid Emperor's Bell was protected by the great formation of 7,749 monks, as well as the powerful and mysterious Thirteen Ancestors.
However, as the breath of Huangtian Bell became more and more terrifying, Lu Heng's mind, which he had cultivated for many years, couldn't help but feel a little anxious.
He has been hiding in this void for 30 years, but he has never found the right time to shoot.
The forty-nine monks standing in formation, as well as the mysterious ancestors in the formation, were all focused on vigilance against everything around them, without the slightest slack.
Obviously, the Thirteen Ancestors guessed another possibility for the coming of the Divine Falling Tribulation.
After all, Lu Heng's Heavenly Tribulation Sword is not a secret in the entire Eight Desolate World.