Chapter 395: The Six Saints are gone, the beginning of the era
Liang Hui looked forward, looking at the white lion that was resisting the attack.

"I am going to kill you!"

He leaned his body slightly, raised his arms, and punched out.

Click!Click!
Even though the Ether Wasteland was solid, the surrounding void completely collapsed.

The cyan-gold dragon claws, accompanied by blazing vitality, pressed towards the White Lion King.

"How bold!"

The White Lion King roared.

It can establish itself here, dominate the Yutuo Sea, and kill people at will, relying on nothing but its strength.

Even if the Dragon King from Dragon Palace comes in person, you still have to speak nicely to him.

The demonic energy mixed with immortal energy around his body vibrated, dispersing the fiery vitality around him. He took a step forward, and the white hair on his body rustled. One after another, immortal swords rose into the air, intertwined with each other, and turned into one.

A white jade fairy sword emerged, and the White Lion King clenched his front paws and chopped down rapidly against the green light.

Its will pierced through the void, and the fairy sword in its claws flashed, piercing the dragon claw at an incredibly fast speed.

Click!Click!
The magic sword broke and the fragments scattered everywhere.

Under the incredulous gaze of the White Lion King, the dragon claw pressed on the beast's body.

Boom!

The island was torn into pieces in an instant.

Billions of tons of dust rose from the earth like giant dragons, blocking the vision of all living beings.

At the same time, a dull sound echoed in the dust and reached the ears of every living creature.

Bang!Bang!Bang!
Under the enormous pressure, cracks appeared on the body of the White Lion King one after another, and blood splattered everywhere.

The power is fading, the soul is freezing, and even the Tao fruit is dissipating.

Unwilling!

Still unwilling!

The White Lion King's eyes were wide open, and his eye sockets were almost broken.

It still has tens of millions of backup plans that it hasn't used yet, and it hasn't even summoned the Tao Fruit.

Fighting?

How can we fight like this!

It shouldn't be a matter of testing each other a few times, revealing one card after another, and finally determining the winner.

Roar!
"Lord of the Underworld, do you dare to fight me again?"

The white lion looked at the figure approaching and roared with all its might.

The body struggled continuously, but was unable to break free.

until
One foot, against the scattered dust, stepped on the huge lion's head.

All the struggles and roars seemed to be paused.

An indescribable humiliation filled the white lion's chest.

A demon fairy had his head stepped on by a living creature. This is a shame that cannot be extinguished even if all the water in the four seas is poured out.

Roar! Snap!

Liang Hui kicked out, breaking the white lion's face and interrupting its roar.

The young man looked down with contempt on his face:

"A beast is a beast. It is so weak."

The white lion was breathing heavily and making vague roars.

Boom! Boom! !
The earth shook, and huge mountains that supported the heaven and earth appeared above the sky.

In an instant, it spread across the vast sea.

But all these actions and huge momentum turned into nothingness as Liang Hui exerted force with his feet.

The sea was calm and all traces disappeared.

A huge animal corpse collapsed at the feet of the young man, without any breath left.

Liang Hui stretched out his hand and gently clenched it, and a breath of air was absorbed into his palm.

At the same time, the huge animal corpse was also collected.

The corpse of the demon fairy can be considered a treasure, and most importantly, its meat tastes absolutely delicious.

After simply cleaning up the battlefield, Liang Hui began to sweep the entire island.

Treasure houses were discovered one after another, all kinds of resources were found, and even some scriptures were turned out.

He spent the entire day plundering the resources of this sea area.

The sun sets in the west and night falls. Liang Hui sits on the nameless island, looking at the aura of the white lion on his fingertips, and whispers:

"Dream!"

The perspective began to change, and everything around became blurry.

Mountains, towering ancient trees, endless fighting, a sea of ​​blood covering the earth...all kinds of scenes flashed by one by one.

In the end, all the scenes ended in a rugged palace beneath the ground.

Liang Hui took a step forward and everything came alive.

A lion, a snake, a bird and a cow, four young exotic animals, were playing at the foot of the stairs.

On the steps, an old blue ox was teaching in a chattering manner.

"You four little demons are all rare beasts. You must listen to Old Bull and practice hard to become great demons and contribute to the prosperity of our tribe."

"Got it, Elder Niu, we will definitely work hard to practice and become demon fairies."

The yellow cow kicked away the white lion that was pouncing on its body with its hoof and responded.

"Hey! Hiss!"

"Old Niu, when you say we should join the demon clan, which lineage should we join? The lineage of the demon master or the lineage of the Queen Nuwa?"

The little silver snake had a crossed red tongue and a hoarse voice.

"Yeah yeah!"

"How should we choose? I heard that the two branches of the demon race are fighting each other. When we grow up, we will join one side."

The old Qingniu seemed to be thinking of something, with sadness in his eyes.

He looked back and forth at the four monsters, and after a moment, he gave an affirmative answer.

"Join the lineage of the demon master."

"There is no so-called Queen Nuwa in this era. The one now is just a thief who has stolen the throne. How can he be from my demon clan?"

"Hahaha!"

"Mr. Niu is confused again."

"Yes! Yes! Lord Wahuang has won the recognition of all the monsters, and countless monsters and fairies have come to him."

"The demon master lineage was almost driven out of the Great Wilderness Realm. How could Lord Wahuang be fake?"

Four little demons were making constant noise in the hall.

Liang Hui, who was standing nearby, had a thoughtful look in his eyes as he carefully analyzed Lao Niu's words.

He seemed to sense a sense of familiarity in these conversations.

Falsehood, Empress Nuwa, all kinds of thoughts flashed through my mind.

After Qingniu finished telling these things, he closed his eyes and said no more.

As time goes by, various scenes keep flashing through Liang Hui's mind.

Call ~
On the real island, Liang Hui opened his tightly closed eyes, showing a hint of vicissitudes.

However, this trace of vicissitudes was quickly cut off.

This time when he entered the dream, he finally had a basic understanding of this desolate world.

First is the number of years in the world count.

The Great Desolate Realm was born only thirty-two chaotic years ago, which is also the time period for the opening up of this era.

One Chaos Element is one hundred Chaos Years, and one Chaos Year is 1.2365 billion years.

In other words, the Tai Chi era has just been opened up and the entire era has just begun.

"No wonder there are so many sources of great avenues that have not yet been occupied by living beings." Liang Hui's mind suddenly became clear.

Moreover, he also knew that the six people in his memory did not exist in this era.

In other words, they once existed in the ancient era, but they all disappeared with the passage of time, either transcending or falling.

Now, only a few deeds have been passed down.

And in this era, everything is just beginning.

Almost all traces of past eras have been cut off. Even if a small number of creatures sneak in and seize the initiative, they will not be very strong.

Of course, nothing is absolute.

He couldn't help but recall the person behind the scenes who made his future self helpless.

There is also an existence that occupies the root of Taiyi Avenue. In just thirty-two years of chaos, can it really grow to such a level?
Gradually, Liang Hui recalled the blue cow, and the corners of his mouth raised with an inexplicable meaning.

"Who is the one who arranged this? He knows a lot of things!"

(End of this chapter)