…"ah……"

"Ah...save me!"

A group of people who were twisted into the black current vortex screamed, but could only roar helplessly. Finally, they were racked by the black vortex, breaking inch by inch, and the blood mist floated up, becoming blood mud in the tornado and no longer existed.

"It's not me who is wrong... but the whole world! Even if a kind angel comes, he will fall into a demon!" The white-haired boy roared coldly, with the magnetic and endless cold voice like the God-Devourer from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. His blood-red eyes were full of sorrow and tears.

Seeing such a strong boy crying, everyone was furious and frightened.

"Puff!" The ancestor of the Moon Clan was bleeding in his heart. In order to help the Zhang clan, the moon clan that had been created for thousands of years had collapsed, but he was powerless. He was so angry that he vomited blood. His heart was bleeding, but he didn't expect that even the ancestral weapon was useless!

Then it turned into a blue light and disappeared into the sky.

"The ancestor ran away!"

The people of the Moon Clan have no one to support them. Where will they go?

Back then, before the Yue clan moved, he had to pay tribute to an ancient country every year. At that time, there was no prosperous dynasty, and his ancestors even made great contributions there and were given a treasure - the current ancestral weapon.

From that time on, the moon clan was extremely powerful and brilliant. Until later, it gradually declined. After a long period of time, a branch moved to the prosperous dynasty and formed the current tribe...

The ancestral weapon was stolen by the ancestor. Generally speaking, the real moon clan is still very strong, but it is not in the prosperous dynasty.

"It's all your fault, it's all your fault. You give me the kind little fairy back and give me back! You deserve to die! All human beings deserve to die! The whole world is wrong! Even the sky is wrong!" Xie Mei shook a drop of tears with her endless cold eyes.

Endless black power destroys everything.

“Ahhhh…”

Tens of thousands of miserable sounds came, and tens of thousands of strong men were torn into blood mist after being involved.

"There are no demons or bad people in this world. Those who destroy my inner peace cannot be forgiven! They cannot be forgiven!"

It became silent here, and only a blood-headed boy was crying. He didn't know where he was wrong and why he was always chased.

His body was covered with blood, and it was a mess within a radius of more than ten miles. The covered area was covered with blood, and a small river of blood had formed in the low-lying land.

There was no strong man who went to kill him, only the genius who escaped with his magical powers. The tornado that was to the sky narrowed and disappeared quickly, and the tranquility was restored here. The attacks of countless strong men were disintegrated, which made the gods feel deeply afraid!

Several major tribes were silent and mobilized to come. As a result, only one of the major tribes escaped, either killed or hung up. The slap was too loud.

They thought they were invincible to rule this land. They ordered all tribes every time they traveled. When they came here, they threatened to easily kill the young people, but this was the result.

Looking back now, their strength has become a genocide, and when they say it, it has become a joke. It is nothing in front of this terrifying young man.

Now the strong men who escaped from several major clans were all shocked, afraid, terrified, and angry. The clan leader was shot dead. This shame made them afraid and angry, and they clenched their fists, and the ancestor of the Moon Clan even abandoned the Moon Clan.

"My grandfather can't die in vain like this, I have to ask for an explanation!" A magnificent young man from the purple clan roared, his eyes flashing like a wolf, with fierce light.

"Young Master calm down. We can't fight against that devil at all. Many people will die. Even the patriarch has died."

"Set out immediately and go to southern Xinjiang to find the real purple clan that the ancestor said!" The young man Zi Haotian pondered in his voice. He was not a blind follower.

"Have you left the prosperous dynasty? But you can go to the southern border..." said the powerful force of the Zi tribe.

"Now I am the young master of the Purple Clan! Abandon here!" the young man yelled immediately.

Then the vast Zi tribe began to migrate to southern Xinjiang, and their ancestors personally led them.

"ah……"

Many people in the Guwu clan howled, frightened and griefed. The descendants of the Guwu clan were all red and were ready to fight for the blood and started a war at all costs.

"I, Luo tribe, will not retreat. We will organize the masters to carry out blood swindling!" Someone from Luo tribe shouted, "The clan leader died there, this grudge is too great."

"We can't do it even though we know we will die, but we still have to fight. That's your brother. You can go for revenge. We don't want to accompany you to die in vain! And we have no hatred with the white-haired boy. You are all you want to help that old guy Li Ze! Look at it now!"

"What did you say? The clan leader just died, and you didn't want to take revenge and wanted to escape. Are you still the good men of my Luo clan?"

In an instant, the Luo tribe almost rioted and he started to have civil strife.

Two days after that, the tribes launched another attack.

This time the light was so bright that it was more dazzling than before. An ancestor came out of the mountain and grew to four or five miles in an instant. With a fierce force, the stone mountain was cut off, the peaks fell, and the rumbling sounded, and the forests were swept away.

But it is useless. The black vortex has the power to swallow the sky, and no matter how great the magical power of the mind is, it can be easily crushed and dissolved.

…

…

The young leader of the Jin clan shouted, his head flew up, and then many people in the clan who insisted on fighting were cut in half, and the bodies fell down in pieces and blood splattered.

Then, the Luo clan, Jiao clan, Yue clan and so on. Many powerful figures were killed, and the black current vortex hurricane took the initiative to attack, and big heads flew up, bringing up large pieces of blood.

"Puff", "Puff"...

After killing the main characters, the black current vortex slaughtered a large number of attacks on the Kui horses, strange beasts, etc. The black lightning pierced through one mount after another, and the lightning and Hezi were actually wearing a large string.

In the end, tens of thousands of mounts, including scaled horses, unicorns, chinchillas, pure blood moon rhinoceros, etc., were all worn on the black lightning.

After a few days, the white-haired boy killed tens of millions of ferocious birds and birds of prey.

After suffering again, they all avoided it, and no tribe dared to disturb the white-haired boy.

The white-haired boy was like a god of death harvester. He had no mercy in his eyes. Come, kill him!

The Zhang tribe's place is dozens of miles in a radius of flowing into a river, and blood flowing into a river. There is no vitality or a piece of green grass. This place is called the Blood River forbidden Zone by outsiders.

The white-haired boy walked step by step in the river of blood. The blood flooded his waist and emitted a bloody odor. He was about to leave here.

He was right. There were no bad people or demons in this world, and they were all forced.

"Haaaaa! Little fairy, okay?..."

The white-haired boy cried loudly after crossing the blood river. Is the fire elf wrong? Is she wrong? Why is God so unfair? Such a kind and natural elves...

Everyone who should leave has left, and no one who should be kept can be kept. The fire elf has left... left forever, she and the face are extremely kind and purity...

His inner world was extremely desperate, without a single flower blooming, and a little bit of endless bloodthirsty killing.

Even though he killed countless people, he could not make up for the scars.

The white-haired boy pointed at the sky and cursed:

"God! Since you are unfair, don't blame me for being unrighteous! I want to turn over a star and destroy a sky!"

"I want to go against this heavenly way! Kill all the sinful creatures in the world!"

...Who sighs with the sadness of the thousands of years of sorrow after the poem?

In the following days, the white-haired man became a legend of a prosperous dynasty. No one didn't know, no one didn't talk about it, no one dared to step into the Blood River forbidden area, and they were afraid of violating the demons.

Such a big event will inevitably cause a huge uproar.
Chapter completed!