Although I had long known from Wen Xueyue that the situation in the prehistoric world is not good.

But when Fang Qingshan really saw this scene, he still felt a little unacceptable.

It’s not that his psychological quality is too poor, but he just couldn’t imagine that after many years of separation, the changes have been so great that it was a bit beyond his expectations.

Fortunately, the prehistoric world is worthy of being the prehistoric world. Although this chaotic world is born, it has great potential. If it encounters a strong one, it will be strong.

When Fang Qingshan left, even the strongest Hongjun in the prehistoric world did not break through immortality.

However, now, they are not far from the Divine Emperor, no worse than Yang Mei who joined the Daoyi Sect.

Of course, if there is a choice for this kind of opportunity, I'm afraid they may not be willing to do so.

However, it may be because they have no choice that they can live to death and completely stimulate their potential.

Seeing a scene on the battlefield, what made his depression condense was that this was a slaughterhouse like a meat grinder. Bloody rain, bloody wind, corpse mountains, bone seas, ghost crying, wolf howlings, and people were falling every moment. Daluo, Quasi-saint, Hunyuan Saint, no one is exceptional. As long as he goes to the battlefield, anyone may fall. Needless to say, the weak are powerful, as long as he is not as strong as a man, he will be easily targeted, exhausted and beaten to death.

Of course, the people who fell more than the people in the prehistoric world, almost one hundred, one thousand, and even more people fell.

This is impossible. Even the disciples of Wusheng Demon Palace have the strength of the quasi-saint.

And at the beginning, even the three Taoist sects could hardly find such strength.

As for what made Fang Qingshan happy, even when facing such a battlefield, even when facing death, the fallen people were like dumplings, but no one was afraid, no one retreated, everyone was roaring, roaring, and fighting hard to kill the enemy.

Moreover, although the price paid is a bit heavy, the gains are not small.

From time to time, you can see someone's breath suddenly rise, either killing corpses or certifying the truth.

And this is probably a hint of hope that everyone can see in despair, and it is the spiritual pillar that they can persevere.

"Old ancestor, let's go back to the sea of ​​blood first and make a long-term plan."

Just when Fang Qingshan felt the depression condensed and was happy, Wen Xueyue felt a little depressed and asked quickly.

No matter how good the scenery is, it will be like that if you see too much. Although the hardships are terrible, after experiencing too much, you will no longer be afraid.

For Wen Xueyue, although the scene in front of her was frightened at first glance, it was just ordinary now. After all, she was also the one who came out of this battlefield.

As a member of the Shura clan, he is known as the two major combat races of the prehistoric world, and from the very beginning he has been the main force on the battlefield.

Fight against the sky and the earth, fearless.

Wen Xueyue, who was still the Golden Immortal of Daluo, walked back and forth from the battlefield. Fortunately, she survived. It was this experience that made her break through to the late stage of Quasi-Saint in a short time.

In addition, if you want to enter chaos, you must pass through this battlefield.

So, for her, the scene in front of her was just a common occurrence and she could no longer feel relieved.

Moreover, for her, the most important thing now is to lead the ancestor back to the Blood Sea and discuss countermeasures, whether to fight or retreat, which is related to the life and death of the Blood Sea. This is the top priority and top priority.

"No need. Since I'm back, I will naturally not allow them to kill the people of the prehistoric world under my nose, let alone the disciples of my Shura Blood Sea lineage."

Fang Qingshan waved his hand and said firmly.

Wen Xueyue opened her mouth when she heard this, but she didn't say anything.

She wanted to say that these are not the key, and their sacrifices were worth it. The most urgent task was to discuss countermeasures with Emperor Shura, Houtu, Hongjun and others, so as not to alarm the Demon Lord of the Demon and the Demon Palace in Wusheng, causing trouble.

But when he said that, he was choking again. He said so, he obviously looked down on the ancestor. Isn’t this slap Fang Qingshan in the face?

Therefore, Wen Xueyue was very entangled.

But this kind of entanglement only took a moment, and then she widened her eyes, opened her mouth wide, and was as stupid as a chubby chicken.

"Go, kill!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Qingshan waved his hand and sacrificed the Eternal Heavenly Boat.

Of course, he didn't want to launch the Eternal Heavenly Boat. With his current cultivation level, not to mention the people in front of him who are not even the God Emperor, even if the Demon Lord of the Divine God is in front of him, he doesn't need to launch the Eternal Heavenly Boat. It is undoubtedly a cannon to kill mosquitoes, making a big fuss and making a lot of money.

What he wanted to do was naturally release the eternal heavenly boat, the Taoist soldiers in each unit.

As for why Fang Qingshan didn't take action immediately, the autumn wind swept away the fallen leaves and cut the mess with a quick knife.

First of all, it is because the people from Wusheng Demon Palace are confused with the prehistoric side, Fang Qingshan uses his ultimate move and can easily hurt innocent people.

Another thing is that he has reached his current cultivation level and has done everything by himself. It is not only bullying the small by the big one, but also using his talents to lose weight.

The so-called master is responsible for his disciples. Although he has no disciples, he still has a wave of subordinates.

Boom boom boom boom!!

The storm was about to come and the wind filled the building. Before the sky boat was born, a solemn and murderous aura spread out first, as if it was about to penetrate the sky and sweep the starry sky.

Then, there were only a few deafening sounds heard, and suddenly, the void was twisted, the sky and the earth were turbulent, and a huge sky boat burst out of the air and appeared from nothingness.

The sky boat was vast and boundless. At a glance, it was enough to make people unable to rise to the slightest resistance. Around them, billions of creatures were praying piously. The power of faith was integrated into the sky boat, subtly enhancing the power of the sky boat and tempering the essence of the sky boat.

As soon as the entire sky boat appeared, it seemed as if it had completely opened its fangs in an instant and woke up from its sleep.

Hurry!!

On the sky boat, the sails danced, emitting divine light.

Dongdongdongdongdong!!!

Then, the Ten Thousand Beasts Breaking Array Drum was beaten, and each sound was like the thunder of the Nine Heavens. It seemed that you could hear the sound of golden spears and killing on the battlefield. A blood flashed across the sky, which seemed to indicate the blood and killing that would be brought about by the way ahead. Every sound hit the heart, making one's own blood boil and the enemy's energy dissipated.

Dongdongdongdongdong!!!

Then, I heard a sound of footsteps like a drum to help the battle, neatly as if a person was running, and it contained a strong sense of rhythm.

Then a large army of Taoist soldiers broke out from the sail unit in an instant, arranged in neat formations, and quickly gathered on the deck.

One, two, three,... more than ten.
Chapter completed!