Panxi Holy Land is suspended in mid-air, covered in black and gray. It no longer looks like the fairyland with beautiful mountains and clear waters in the beginning.
When Elder Tianji led his people to evacuate, he took away all the resources of Panxi Holy Land. All the ores have been mined, all the spiritual veins have been drained, not even a drop of water or a blade of grass is left.
The current Holy Land continent is devastated. There are huge bottomless holes everywhere on the ground, and there are traces of dried lakes and oceans everywhere. A strong wind blew high in the sky, and countless black dust rose into the sky, drifting far away with the wind, polluting a large area of the sky.
When Yemosu and his people arrived, what they saw was such a miserable appearance.
"It's really cruel." Yemosu stared blankly at the messy Holy Land Continent.
"Nothing useful is left behind." A handsome young man from the Yu tribe flew over and greeted Yemosu warmly: "Dear cousin, please lead someone to hunt down that poor little bug. ... Well, what happened to the unlucky guy named Ji Hao? Where is his head? Let me see, Emperor Shi has put a sky-high price on his head!"
Yemo Tuo's face suddenly became extremely ugly. He stared at the Yu tribe youth fiercely and cursed at the top of his lungs, "Ye Mo Tuo, what are you doing? We have been here for so many days, why is this place still in such a shabby state? "
Yemotuo was stunned for a long time. He looked at Yemosu's distorted face, and then at the gloomy appearance of the Yu clan nobles around him. He spread his hands and said helplessly: "I am not lazy. You must know that here How powerful the defense is. In order to pull this baby out, I don’t know how much effort it took just to break down the dimensional barriers around him."
Shrugging his shoulders, Yemotuo murmured in a low voice: "Besides, you can't force me to work without rest, right? I just held three carnivals with my subordinates while working. The indigenous girls here are very Fresh and tender, really!”
Yemosu and the Yu clan nobles around him were so angry that their faces turned green, and they had three orgy drinking parties
When they were beaten to a bloody head by Fallen Jueyuan and Ji Hao, Yemotuo, who was responsible for pulling Panxi Holy Land into the normal space of Panxi's world, was actually working on the sidelines? It's only been a few days since they entered Panxi's world? He held three carnival parties!
Yemo Su raised the black staff in his hand, wanting to use it to break Yemo Tuo's head.
But he soon thought of the real power held by Yemo Tuo's father, his own uncle, in the clan, so Yemo Su suppressed his anger. He said gloomily: "Let's work, maybe we need to use her power."
Yemotuo shouted in shock: "Are you kidding? Our mission this time is very simple. With our power, we can easily annihilate those stupid and ignorant humans! Do we still need to rely on 'her' power? Those humans Is it that powerful?"
Yemo Su took a deep breath and was too lazy to answer Yemo Tuo's question.
An old man from the Yemo family came forward, pulled Yemo Tuo aside and muttered a few words, and Yemo Tuo's expression became very strange. He glanced at Yemo Su with pity and muttered: "So, is it my luck that I didn't get the position of commander this time? Well, unlucky cousin, I will try my best to help you. of!"
He said well, but there was a weird smile on the corner of Yemotuo's mouth.
Yemo Sui glanced at Yemo Tuo with a gloomy face, gritted his teeth and said nothing.
A strong wind lifted up Yemo Su. He held the black staff high in his hand and came to the sky above the Holy Land. Looking down at the huge Holy Land Continent, Ye Mo Su gave a low grunt and waved the staff in his hand heavily.
There was a loud "click" sound, as if the whole sky was cracking.
The huge sound even shattered thousands of large and small mountains in the Panxi world below, triggering a huge earthquake that spread thousands of miles away. The earth opened with countless cracks, and large areas of rust and fire rose from the sky. The indigenous people were reduced to broken flesh and blood in the earthquake.
The continent of Panxi Holy Land cracked open, with countless tiny cracks, and then large chunks of rocks roared up and fell randomly towards the earth below. Mountains after mountains, peaks after peaks, countless large and small boulders kept flying up, and then kept falling to the earth.
Panxi's world below suffered another catastrophe. Countless boulders fell from the sky, making the ground cratered.
Many indigenous villages, towns, and even large cities with millions of people were crushed by huge mountains falling from the sky, and disappeared without a trace in an instant. Tens of billions of indigenous people were wiped out in this man-made disaster, and large areas of blood soaked the earth.
Hundreds of nobles from the Yu clan were holding staffs that were the same as those held by Yemo Su, floating in the air and chanting spells softly. The blood from the tragically dead natives flew up one after another, and the impurities such as sediment and sand mixed in the plasma were removed by invisible forces. The clear plasma quickly merged in the sky, and soon formed a huge blood ball with a diameter of more than ten thousand miles.
The indigenous people of Panxi's world are incompatible with the power of nature, and every drop of their blood contains powerful natural power.
The most basic five elements aura, the rarer powers such as thunder, hurricane, frost, poison, etc., as well as the extremely rare energy of various attributes such as space, light, darkness, etc. are rapidly integrated in this huge blood ball.
Driven by the power of the laws of heaven in Panxi's world, the energy of various attributes collapsed and condensed to the limit, eventually forming hundreds of huge energy crystals. The originally variable-colored plasma became as clear as water, turning into a downpour and falling from the sky.
The Panxi Holy Land continent collapsed, revealing Panxi's true body hidden beneath the continent.
Tens of billions of energy crystals extracted from the blood of Panxi indigenous people brought up streaks of colorful light and flew into Panxi's huge body.
The Yu clan nobles present chanted spells at the same time, and the huge weapons inserted into Panxi's body separated from her body one after another. One after another, terrifying breaths flashed through the air. These huge weapons were affected by the Yu clan nobles. Driven by a spell, it turned into rays of light and sank into the bodies of the several young people from the Yu tribe.
After all the weapons were taken away, the hideous wounds on Panxi's body healed quickly, and her body also began to shrink rapidly.
Thousands of miles, millions of miles, one hundred thousand miles... ten thousand feet, thousand feet, one hundred feet...
After a full day and night, all the wounds on Panxi's body were completely healed, leaving no traces.
The Flower of Heaven emerged from the center of Pan Xi's eyebrows, and the countless dark lines in the black vertical eye talisman at the core of the Flower of Heaven suddenly spread, quickly occupying Pan Xi's pretty face.
Panxi, who had been dead for who knows how many years, suddenly opened his eyes.
(End of chapter)