Corpse are everywhere, bones are all over the ground, evil birds and crows are hovering in the sky, and the blackness is hard to dissipate. Hungry wolf and jackal are walking in the wilderness, tearing the corpses on the ground to rot and flesh.

Fang Xiu stepped into the Long Hill on the weeds. Looking around, all kinds of tragic situations made people feel unbearable. The strong stench made people sick. It was summer now, but in the Long Hill, it was as cold as winter, and a bone-bone-black cold seemed to be about to drill into the human bones.

Fang Xiu looked at the earth. At this moment, under the earth, a breath of death penetrated deep into the ground, like a big black dragon hovering underground.

There was originally a naturally formed spiritual vein here, and the surrounding mountains also formed a dragon-shaped shape, just like a big dragon lying on this land, so the dragon head is called the Dragon Hill.

At this moment, the death aura forms evil spirits, penetrate deep into the earth's veins, and the yin and cold evil spirits penetrate the ground and erode people's hearts and souls. In it, tens of thousands of dead souls scream in it, and at night, they will naturally float out of the ground.

At that time, it is probably the evil ghosts who walk on the ground, eat human flesh and blood, and capture people's souls.

If they weren't afraid of the light from the sun transformed by the undead tree in the sky during the day, they would probably have emerged during the day.

Fang Xiu stepped on the ground little by little, and looked at everything here. Although he had known about the problems in the mountain and sea realm for a long time, it was never so serious.

The story was first born in the Nanzhou area. After the powerful creature died, the seven souls dispersed, and the three souls left two souls, but a little true spirit still resides in the world, and with a little obsession, he refused to enter the cycle of reincarnation.

This is because although there is a book of life and death, the reincarnation in the mountains and sea realms is not perfect, and the reincarnation system is still very chaotic.

Although there is a book of life and death, the book of life and death itself is just a dead thing. The mountains, seas, worlds, heaven and earth are so vast. Flowers, plants, trees, birds, insects, orcs all have spirits. Fang Xiu could not check everyone's name and then hook their names one by one. There are even those powerful people who use loopholes to reside in the world.

Moreover, it is difficult to judge their fate in the next life based on their good and evil merits. What is the standard for ruling? It is still good now, but in the future, there will definitely be chaos. Fang Xiu feels that the next step should be the cycle of reincarnation in heaven and earth.

"After the fire of humanity is ignited, the origin of practice is determined. The next step should be to determine the cycle of reincarnation in heaven and earth!" Fang Xiuruo had some enlightenment.

He stood above Longqiu and overlooked the surrounding mountains and rivers.

You can see a stream of cold evil spirit emerging from the ground, flowers and plants withered into wasteland, and the originally beautiful Longqiu turned into a ghost creature bit by bit.

Although he could eliminate the problems here with a wave of his hand, there are more than one problem at present. As long as he settles the order of heaven and reincarnation, he will naturally be able to solve all these problems.

After Fang Xiu cleared his thoughts, he finally turned his attention to the north.

His sharp eyes penetrated the clouds, as if he saw the valley in the distance that looked like a blessed cave.

There, the final battle of the origin of humanity will be opened.

This battle determines not only the winners and losses of both sides, but also the amount of territory, but also which side will be the future lord of the East Continent, and who will be the vast land.

It also determines who will start the next era.

The winner ignites the fire of humanity and takes advantage of the momentum of the protagonist of the times, while the loser becomes dust.

However, the two sides of the war, even the aliens, did not understand so clearly what this battle meant to them.

Siqiong Mountain is located in the north of Xuanyuan Kingdom. It looks like four big snakes entangled each other and guarded Xuanyuan Kingdom. The dozen or so waterfalls flow out from the head of this big snake and are scattered.

The pavilions and towers on the mountain are surrounded by spiritual grass and strange beasts. Practicing here is much faster than that of ordinary people elsewhere.

There are not only Xuanyuan people with human bodies and snake tails in the mountains, but also a large number of human slaves, or close servants who have mastered the methods of practice.

There are only a few hundred people in Xuanyuan Kingdom, but everyone can practice it. They are born with supernatural powers and are descendants of gods and demons. They are born with arrogance and look down on the human race. They regard them as slaves of ants and are killed and enslaved at will.

But at this moment, they were already in a desperate situation of panic and at a loss.

Hundreds of Xuanyuan people gathered in front of the temple, and were in panic all day long. The Xuanyuan people with beautiful appearances, as if they were half a human and half a dragon. The posture of an ancient god was in a state of trouble in front of the temple with horror, and blamed each other.

Groups of human slaves also ran around in panic, trying to escape, but this place had become a place of death.

During the struggle and escape, there were also fights. The beautiful jade artifacts fell to the ground and smashed into pieces. The painted pottery painted with ancient myths turned into waste tools while stumbled. The elegant long zither fell into the mud. The whole Xuanyuan Kingdom was in chaos and there was no longer the purity and freedom of the past.

At this moment, tens of thousands of troops were gathered outside Siqiong Mountain. This time, it can be said that all the power of the entire Wu Kingdom was gathered. Most of the men in the country were here. Compared with the dullness and arrogance of Xuanyuan Kingdom and the disinterested morality, Wu Kingdom can be said to be fighting the whole country at all costs.

Hundreds of witches sacrificed witches, together with the strange man, built a witch altar at the foot of the mountain, and thousands of slaves and livestock were tied under the altar.

They wanted to use the ancient witch sacrifice technique to sacrifice these sacrifices and use the filthy aura to break the Siqiong Mountain barrier that has not yet recovered its power. As long as this barrier is broken, the Xuanyuan Kingdom hidden in it will be revealed.

Then it will be the period of destruction of the entire Xuanyuan Kingdom and all its people.

"Wuhuo!" A vast roar came from the end of a witch priest, and then dozens of witch priests moved at the same time.

They were wearing feathered clothes made of bird feathers, with beasts hanging around their necks, and were decorated with many decorations between their hair. They danced strange sacrifices, walked barefoot with strange steps, chanting unspeakable sacrifices in their mouths, praying to the witch god they believed in.

Groups of sacrificers wearing animal skins played the silhouettes made of pottery and vented the dull sacrificial joy. The silhouette was originally named after the silhouette. Later, the Great Witch Sacrifice led them to rise, which made it today.

As he stood in front of the statue of the witch god made of grass and trees, the king of the king shouted angrily, and everyone followed him to hold his hands and kneel down on the ground.

Thick smoke spread out from their five holes, ears and noses, and condensed into a terrifying shadow in the sky. The shadow looked like a human, a demon, and a demon, exuding the ancient aura of ancient times.

At this moment, the soldiers who had been waiting aside had killed thousands of sacrifices at the same time. Blood gathered under the altar into a pool of blood, flowing around the gullies dug by the altar, and then formed blood qi to surge into the sky, combining with the terrifying shadow.

"Dong!"

The shadow of the witch god pounced on the barrier, and the forbidden light on it dispersed, and instantly saw the barrier collapse and disperse and turned into nothing.

"Boom!"

The barrier collapsed, and gradually revealed the shadows that were originally hidden inside. A place like a blessed land in fairyland was revealed in front of them. A river surrounded by a large number of waterfalls, a group of beautiful palaces and pavilions, and the temples on the top. White cranes and blue birds were hovering above the sky.

The tens of thousands of human army outside roared like hungry wolf and beast.

Tens of thousands of human army rushed into Xuanyuan Kingdom crazily and rushed up under the leadership of the tribe leader, witch priests, city-state lords and wizards.

At this moment, the Xuanyuan people standing on the hillside were all looking at the disintegrating barrier of the sky with pale faces, falling into despair.

"Blessings of ancestors!"

"The ancestors protect me!"

The Xuanyuan people shouted in despair last, begging the ancestors in the temple to be resurrected and use the power of gods and demons to disperse the enemy.

Qingyang was dressed in a witch festival at this moment, sitting on a wolf beast, with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek and a charlatan temperament, as if he was really a witch festival that came out of ancient myths.

"Hahahaha! It's really successful!" Qingyang couldn't help but laugh happily.

"Kill it!"

After entering the mountain and sea realm, he had tried to experience the experience of being high and controlling all living beings, as well as the feeling of being in a state of mind and the feeling of being able to move with his will.

He drove the wolf beast and led hundreds of fierce barbarians to rush up with stone axes, giant hammers and spears. He gathered together with other strange people who also landed in the mountains and seas from the earth and followed the army to break into Xuanyuan.

Qi Refiner Jia Yi opened his mouth and saw a golden light spitting out from it, splitting into several channels in the sky, piercing through the groups of Xuanyuan people guarding outside.

At the same time, I looked at the palace in the center of the mountain waterfalls on the hillside. Where is the center of Xuanyuan Kingdom, and it also represents the inheritance of Xuanyuan Kingdom.

“On it!”

Thousands of people crossed the stone bridge above the river, killed the slave guards and guards of Xuanyuan, and rushed towards the mountain in a mighty manner. -

The Xuanyuan people fought and retreated, and most of the people retreated into the temple. Hundreds of Xuanyuan people gathered inside the temple, with numerous human guards outside, but when they arrived here, they had reached the end of their lives.

At this time, the high priest of Xuanyuan Kingdom finally opened the innermost gate of the temple with his inheritance technique.

"Boom!"

The huge bronze door opened with a loud bang, revealing the tall palace built of divine wood, gold and jade inside. The bronze lamp made by the fairy boy burned for thousands of years, and the light illuminated the entire palace.

But the most attractive thing is the coffin made of bronze in the center of the temple. The chain patterns on it are flickering, emitting waves of golden light, and powerful power emanates from it.

"This is my ancestor!"

"The ancient god man who is waiting for recovery in a deep sleep!"

The high priest looked at the magical bronze coffin like dementia, and stepped into it step by step.

Then, at this time, a buzzing sound emanated from the coffin, as if something had been sensed. The pressure of ancient gods and demons made the high priest who broke into this place kneel down on the ground in an instant, and could not raise his head.

The Xuanyuan people who followed the high priests invaded also crawled on the ground and never dared to look up again.

The high priest cried loudly and staggered with his head.

"The Xuanyuan Kingdom was hit by a catastrophe!"

"Unworthy descendants disturbed their ancestors' sleep and prayed for their blessings!"

"Pray for our ancestors to wake up and bless us and other tribe members!"

After saying that, he saw the high priest and dozens of Xuanyuan people behind him inserted a jade knife into his neck at the same time. Dozens of people committed suicide at the same time. Blood immediately sprayed out like a spring water, dyeing the entire temple.

The blood of the descendants of gods and demons sprinkled all over the tomb of the gods and corpses, gathering towards the center with the patterns on the ground.

The patterns on the entire ground seemed to have been activated, and the bronze coffin in the center also trembled violently. The chains on it floated and danced, and a strong light swelled out of the bronze coffin.

A bunch of divine light belts scattered out of the coffin, making the entire temple extremely transparent. The talisman ban, which was as mysterious as the prototype of the great way, scattered with the light belt, illuminating the sky.

The high priest finally muttered a word and injected all the souls of his body into this sacrifice spell. As the last word was read, she inserted it into her chest with a knife and dug out her heart.

"Human race! The Kingdom of the Great Witch Sacrifice! All of you will die!"

"Everyone, let me be buried!"
Chapter completed!