In the blink of an eye, Hong Lingxian was destroyed, and the impact on the masters present was not a small part. Not only the masters of the alien race, but even the practitioners of the empire were shocked. They felt no energy fluctuations or any aura of the law.

What happened just now?

Everyone looked at each other, and the eyes of An Xiaoyu were filled with blockbuster suspicion and fear. Countless foreign masters couldn't help but take a few steps back and dared not step forward to look at An Xiaoyu again. However, at this time, some foreigners shouted: "It must be the kind of means that you can't use too many times! Don't be afraid!"

After it reminded, all the foreign races began to think that An Xiaoyu once killed the master of the Hong clan's holy realm with one sword. Later, An Xiaoyu himself admitted that that method could not be used too many times. So, the holy realm of the foreign race immediately began to become full of confidence. Once An Xiaoyu's methods were exhausted, they would be their victory!

The question is, who is the first to go up? Look at me and I look at you, but in the end, they still don’t have the courage to go up first. Who knows if the next person to go up will be killed by An Xiaoyu with a knife? An Xiaoyu didn’t move either, just staring at these alien races quietly made the alien race more convinced their guesses.

An Xiaoyu must be bluffing, wanting us to be afraid of us! Otherwise, why didn't she kill her? But this also made them sure. An Xiaoyu must have at least one battle power and be able to kill a master. Whoever goes up first will be the first to die.

So a foreigner shouted from behind: "Go together! An Xiaoyu can only deal with one at a time. Everyone has hope for each other, and one by one will only make An Xiaoyu succeed! Instead of hesitating, it is better to take a gamble! Everyone rushed forward and it depends on who is lucky and who is not lucky!"

As soon as these words were said, they were immediately recognized by the general public, but the masters facing An Xiaoyu's position suddenly changed. Lucky! Is this a matter of luck? It's better to go together, but we are not the ones who are unlucky at that time?

So, they quietly left the position facing An Xiaoyu, intending to move to another place. Seeing this, other aliens left and moved their positions one after another. But no matter where they moved, they were not facing An Xiaoyu when they met An Xiaoyu?

These alien races hesitated for a long time, constantly changing their formations, looking for a safe location in their minds. During this process, many masters of the holy realm came from the alien territory one after another, wanting to see what An Xiaoyu had in the end, with more and more numerous, densely packed.

"What are An Xiaoyu waiting for?" Pei Hu couldn't help but ask.

Wei Fangyuan smiled and said, "She is waiting for the holy realms of the alien race to come more and more. According to incomplete statistics, the number of holy realms of the alien race is about 130, and now there are only a lot of losses. If you want to reduce this number to at least the same as the eighty-four holy realms of the empire, An Xiaoyu needs to wait for them and you will fall into the trap."

"She plans to deal with the holy realm of more than fifty by herself?" The generals around and some masters who don't understand An Xiaoyu were shocked. They felt that this was simply a death sentence. If she deals with more than fifty holy realms alone, even the strong people in the earth immortal realm might not have such strength and confidence, right?

Looking at An Xiaoyu who was on the court, Xu Fengxing took a sip of wine and said, "Don't worry, this girl is not just a holy realm now. Even if I am, I dare not say that she can win. She has a breath that dominates everything, which is beyond the reach of ordinary practitioners and foreign races."

Sanqian Sheji's eyes moved slightly and asked softly: "Do you still remember the legend? It is said that the two kings of the Tianling Clan were reincarnated and reborn as humans in order to complete the heavenly way. When they came together again and fell in love again, is this heavenly way to be completed?"

All the practitioners were stunned for a moment and thoughtful. Those who could be on such a battlefield either had a profound background or had a high level of cultivation. They had heard of this legend in the world of cultivation. In the history of the world of cultivation, Yu Shou was often regarded as one of the kings of the Heavenly Spirit Clan.

At the beginning, to be honest, they all thought An Xiaoyu was just a mutant human who was lucky and kept the talent of practicing the divine into the Tao. So she was found by the Spirit Lord, brought to the imperial capital, and then became the divine into the Tao. She was able to reach the current realm, and many of them were due to luck and the Spirit Lord.

But now, thinking of this legend and the relationship between Lingzun and An Xiaoyu, all the masters suddenly realized. Maybe, this legend is really true! An Xiaoyu's identity is not just an ordinary human, it is the reincarnation and rebirth of the King of the Heavenly Spirit Clan!

With such an identity, it is completely understandable that various miracles appear on him. After all, the rise of Lingzun back then left many legends. Although the social structure of human beings had not been fully formed when he rose, many things were still passed down.

Now that I felt the dominant aura of An Xiaoyu, everyone believed in the authenticity of this legend. Compared to them, the alien race was not so lucky. They were not the creation of the Tianling Clan and had no great connection with the king of the Tianling Clan, so naturally they could not feel the fate connection in An Xiaoyu.

Therefore, when there were more than 60 foreigners on the spot, these foreigners finally felt confident. Even if An Xiaoyu wanted to take action, there were so many "friends" around me, it would not be that I was unlucky! So, the entire alien camp began to move.

An Xiaoyu looked at the alien masters on the field, counting the number one above one by one, and quietly pondered in her heart. As for how to kill more than 60 alien holy realms in one go, An Xiaoyu was not worried at all. With the law of fate, she already had the power and authority to transcend the earthly immortals.

Standing quietly here, she had seen the fate of these alien masters. She would definitely be killed by herself in the future, and there was no suspense at all. The rest was as simple as waiting for them to rush up by themselves. An Xiaoyu gently held the hilt of the knife, revealing the sharpness in her eyes.

Seeing that she had already started preparing for the battle, the momentum of the alien race began to rise step by step. Countless masters looked at An Xiaoyu, and the power of the law on her body either burst out or accumulated power in her body. Finally, with a strange scream, the holy realm of the alien race rushed over like a wasp.

"Kill An Xiaoyu! Defeat the Empire!"

For a moment, all the depression these days were vented. With grave guards guarding the border, the foreign race masters could not enter the empire in large quantities, and the foreign race soldiers did not dare to rush into the empire's realm to fight directly. They knew that without the holy masters, the empire would not have to be afraid of their troops.

This situation made the alien race feel very frustrated, and also felt that the convention of all races that was originally established was very unfair. In their view, the technological development of the empire was cheating, and the Tianling tribe was maintaining the cheating behavior of the human race. For the alien race, development is the evil way, and the fundamental reason for stability is that nothing changes, which is what they think is orthodox.

So when facing the rise of mankind, foreign races became more and more angry, and they could not accept the rise of mankind. They could not believe their own defeat, and they were even more reluctant to face failure. But it was not possible to face failure. After finally having the opportunity to turn the tables, they were blocked outside the border. What is this? How could foreign races win the battle for luck in this way? It is absolutely not possible? You tombkeepers dug a pit for me from the beginning!

These anger and unwillingness, as well as feeling the broken dignity, all erupted out at this time and rushed towards An Xiaoyu alone. They wanted to tear An Xiaoyu apart and completely break the last beliefs of the empire, at least bringing enough impact and fear to the empire, so that they realize that all races are still the overlords of heaven and earth!

However, at this moment, a sword light flashed, and everyone saw An Xiaoyu gently pulling out the short knife behind his waist. A very ordinary short knife with a black blade. There was no decoration on the blade, no energy flow, and no strange rune blessing.

But it was such a knife that pulled out from An Xiaoyu's waist and swept it gently from right to left. It seemed that the speed was not fast, but in a blink of an eye it had already returned to the scabbard, and it didn't even see the whole picture clearly. Then a shining sword light passed through the air, getting bigger and bigger and wider!

What kind of sword light is this? It almost spanned hundreds of miles above the border, just like a crescent moon in the sky falling on people's heads. Everyone could not help but feel the urge to worship him when they looked at this sword light.

The sword light flashed, pushed forward, and quickly crossed the entire sky, like a wiper on a car window, and all the rain and dirt on the bed were swept away. The oncoming holy master did not even react, and fell within the coverage of the sword light in the blink of an eye.

Their faces did not even have time to show a look of horror, and there was no pain at all. Under the reflection of the sword light, they disappeared into the sky like a large phantom, and were wiped out completely. Then, the sword light continued to spread, spreading to the entire group of territories, sweeping through the sky.

All the aliens saw this light, and the Pi Lian swept through the air, cutting off the clouds in the sky, revealing the sunshine from the east. Some aliens even stayed in the air, swept by the sword light, and disappeared in an instant, as if they didn't exist.

The lights slashed across the sky over more than a quarter of the planet, and finally disappeared above the sea. The alien race looked up at the sky sweeping through the light, and Wenhai Whale also looked up at such a spectacle. The master of the Hong clan looked up and felt that he was not good at it.

Sure enough, experts immediately came to report that all the Hong clan masters they sent to the border died of death and all the soul marks disappeared!

The second elder was shocked and couldn't believe it: "How is it possible? That's more than 20 elders of ours. How could all be killed at once? Could it be that the tomb guardian took action? Or the Spirit Lord? Impossible! Even they could not kill our masters in large quantities in such a reckless manner!"

The elder opened his eyes gently and sighed and said, "It seems that what is coming is coming... The ancient races and the eight royal races will eventually go to the end. This is our final destiny. I have long felt the shattering of the illusory dreams of all races. Now, it is time to keep the last fire for us. Don't resist. The empire is coming, and we cannot resist. Now all races who are willing to retreat will begin to retreat into the secret realm of the Hong clan. From now on, this world will no longer belong to us!"

The second elder was still unwilling to accept it: "Are we just counting like this? So what if humans can kill our masters? As long as we, the top elders, take action, they will just kill each other. At worst, it's just like what the ancestors of the Taoist Church did on our territory back then!"

Looking at its angry face, the Great Elder shook his head and closed his eyes again: "The trajectory of fate has arrived. No creature can disobey, and even the heavenly realm cannot be disobeyed. What's more, is the current heavenly realm still the heavenly realm we used to be? I can no longer see clearly! Second Elder, go!"

Although he felt uncomfortable, the second elder knew that the Great Elder's words were not aimless. He must have known something, but he could not say it clearly. The Great Elder's realm has completely exceeded the scope it can understand, and his understanding of the way of heaven is far beyond all ethnic groups.

Since the Great Elder said that, the Second Elder could only do it. He told the Second Elder everything in the past that there was absolutely nothing wrong with listening to the Great Elder. If he didn't listen, there would be huge problems. So, all races began to move under the notice of the Hong clan and towards the secret realm of the Hong clan.

There is no doubt that in this great migration, it is absolutely impossible to transfer all races and all ethnic groups. The Hong tribe's secret realm has limited space, and the important thing is limited resources. The reason why the secret realm is the last helpless choice is because of this reason.

After all, the secret realm is a space created by the ancestors of the Hong clan. Everything is opened up by laws, and it is simply no match for the outside world. Including water sources, animals and plants, air and circulation, and especially the source of energy of all things, solar energy, everything cannot be compared with the outside world.

The list of races transferred to the secret realm, and even the specific number of people of each race, has long been decided. In order to stabilize the emotions within the alien race, the Hong tribe even announced fake news at various ports such as Jiamai City, telling those ethnic groups who were destined to be unable to be transferred, saying that these races that were transferred first were to prepare.

But in fact, when all the races and people on the list enter the secret realm, the secret realm of the Hong tribe will be completely closed, and the remaining races will no longer be able to find the existence of the Hong tribe's secret realm. At that time, they can choose only three ways. The first one is to fight with the empire and eventually die. The second one is of course to defect to the empire. In the end, those who do not want to surrender or die in battle will have to live in the West Sea and start to become living creatures in the sea.

If you fight with the Empire, most alien races will probably not choose this way. After all, there may be hope. Resigning to the Empire will be the choice of most alien races, but they all know that in the face of these alien races who defected because of defeat, the Empire will never be as fair and just as those races that took the initiative to surrender during the war.

After all, they are defeated warriors, and even if they are empires, they cannot be excessively kind to their enemies. Almost all the alien races are soldiers. If they do not submit honestly, there will be hidden dangers sooner or later. These alien races will be completely dispersed and dispersed to various parts of the empire, forming small settlements and living in the cracks of human beings.

In a short while, most of these alien races will completely lose hope of life, and eventually cut off their desire to give birth due to the loss of the future of life and completely dissipate. Or they will completely merge with humans and become hybrid species, slowly diluting their bloodlines to the point where they cannot be revealed.

In the end, some races may survive firmly, but they have lost a large number of national bases and watched over all races. A single race is isolated in the empire and will eventually become a loyal lackey of the empire, using their power of laws and their natural supernatural powers to work for the empire for generations.

As for going to the West Sea, that is the most decisive choice, even more difficult than choosing to die in battle.

On the one hand, when facing the unknown ocean, alien races have always been fearful. A person who does not know what future will be like is the most terrifying thing. On the other hand, alien races and humans have always looked down on the East China Sea race, thinking that they are wild beasts and are things that have not developed completely.

If they want to go to the West Sea now, they will inevitably evolve selectively, become something similar to the sea clan, and may even experience spiritual degeneration. After all, the law environment in the ocean is not so harmonious. In the most primitive environment, the most primitive mutations are easily seen, and the spiritual disappearance of descendants will occur.

The fear and the shattering of dignity in such a position mean that they finally gave up their existence as all races, which is equivalent to giving up the past and the future. I believe that except for some races that can survive in the water, there will be almost no race that chooses like this.

In other words, except for the few races transferred to the secret realm, all races in the ancient times will eventually no longer exist, either beheaded, assimilated, or fall into wild beasts. The history of tens of thousands of years of races has been completely destroyed and has become a record in the history books of the empire.

The Hong clan was also helpless when making such a choice. They lost their original pure bloodline and were unable to expand the area of ​​the secret realm, so they could only make this last little effort. As for the remaining races, they were really powerless. What's more, who would still remember when they arrived at the secret realm?
Chapter completed!