Mountains and rivers are the same.

This is his father, the obsession of the immortal lord of Shanhe! The mountains and rivers are for the people! This is righteousness! It is definitely not just mountains and rivers.

Nine thousand years old eyes are vast.

"Like you have no emotions, just a trash from a puppet, how can you understand how precious mountains and rivers are and how heavy mountains and rivers are!"

Nine Thousand Years Roar.

Mountains and rivers turn into human forms, and they are powerful ancient powerful people in the heavens.

They... pressed towards each other with a bang, carrying the obsession of a lifetime of nine thousand years.

...Time is constantly passing.

But the battle became more and more tragic.

Blood flows into rivers, and mountains and rivers are broken.

Some strong people from the heavens rushed into the world of heaven, and some strong people from the world of heaven rushed into the world of heaven.

War spread throughout the era.

Xian'er left the battle with the ancient warriors.

She took countless creatures to the deepest part of the Immortal and Demon Area.

Her face was covered in blood, it was her battle.

"The people are innocent, and ordinary creatures are even more innocent..." Xian'er's eyes were persistent, protecting batches of ordinary creatures to the safe area.

This battle is too tragic.

Countless creatures were killed in battle and slaughtered.

The creatures from the prehistoric era... are killing all creatures from the heavens.

They want to kill all living beings.

The battle between the two sides continued to escalate.

Too many, too many creatures died.

"Father, you must defeat the way of heaven."

The fairy was praying.

...On a small battlefield.

Chen Wushuang's face was covered with blood.

His eyes were a little hollow.

Fight! He has been fighting! But... under his empty eyes, there was a hot and strong fighting spirit! At this moment, his heart also hurts! He seemed to empathize with the death of the people! "Why am I so painful, why am I so weak?"

He inherited Chen Ran's bloodline and some will, and could feel the sufferings of all living beings.

But he... has never grown up! In the small battlefield, all prehistoric creatures rushed towards him, trying to kill him.

This kid...has killed too many prehistoric creatures.

Chen Wushuang roared and rushed over fearlessly.

Blood is flowing.

Life is falling.

In the cruel battle, there were mountains of corpses and blood, and there were devastated eyes.

I don’t know how long it took to kill, but Chen Wushuang staggered and almost fell to the ground.

He looked around and there was no one standing except him! He... seemed to be in purgatory! "Is it over?"

Chen Wushuang whispered.

In the distance, more prehistoric creatures are coming.

He was powerless to fight again! He... wanted to fall.

"Mother..." "And...father..." "In the end, I didn't even have time to call him father in person..." Chen Wushuang smiled bitterly, waiting for death.

But it's at this moment.

A figure appeared.

With a wave of his hand, the prehistoric creatures in front of him were wiped out.

Chen Wushuang was stunned and looked up suddenly.

A familiar figure appeared.

"As my Holy Emperor's child, how could he die so cowardly?"

His head was pressed down.

Chen Wushuang's eyes were sore.

"Mom..." The person who came was the Holy Emperor.

...How long have you fought?

Where is this place?

How long will the enemy last?

I've forgotten it for ten years.

He... has completely killed crazy! As Chen Ran's first child, he burst out with a terrifying combat power that is not inferior to the fifth prehistoric ancestor in this battle.

He directly entered the world of heaven with one sword.

Fanatic prehistoric creatures continue to follow.

But gradually, they became scared.

The man covered in blood was like the most brutal existence in the world, ruthlessly slaughtering them! This battle, which seemed to them without any suspense, became a tragic moment.

Many powerful prehistoric existences have been to stop the killing for ten years.

But they all fell down.

They didn't believe it at first, and they caused a severe blow to ten years several times.

But every ten years I stood up and continued to kill! Their fanatical hearts seemed to have been poured with a basin of cold water.

After ten years, he completely transformed into a bloody evil demon, and wherever he saw it, the living beings died.

Countless prehistoric creatures were afraid and still rushing forward, but many were screaming and running away.

Ten years of horror defeated their faith! The battle... continues.

How could the battle between billions of creatures end briefly?

Ten years have killed creatures.

His obsession, his will, his avenue... is rising all the time.

"I...can't help my father fight against the way of heaven!"

"But... I will never allow you to be rampant here!"

Ten years of roar.

Killing in and out, countless prehistoric creatures were frightened.

Nothingness has become an ancient battlefield of killing.

The corpses were piled up everywhere.

A shrill wail echoed.

The incomplete soul was screaming.

Blood flowed all over the earth.

Ten years of holding a sword and walking through a sea of ​​corpses and blood.

suddenly.

He stopped.

A soft cry attracted him.

After ten years of peeling off the corpses, there was a creature from all over the heavens.

"Am I going to die?"

He asked in pain.

At this moment...he only had half of his body left.

"Um."

Ten years nodded.
To be continued...