Chapter 39 If I, Luo Hou, die, the existence of the prehistoric world will be meaningless. I will sa

Chapter 39 If I, Luo Hou, die, the existence of the prehistoric world will be meaningless. I will sacrifice the five directions with my destiny as my guide.
When everything was over, there were only a few monks left on the battlefield in the west.

More than a dozen ancestors, thousands of scales and flying birds, and Emperor Qing’s belongings.

How many monks participated in this battle? It is estimated that it is difficult to count at this moment. But the number is terrifying, definitely several times more than the stars in the sky. But now there are only so few left, which is simply unbelievable.

But this battle finally came to an end. Luo Lian coughed up blood, and his Hunyuan body dimmed with the destruction, and even fell into the Hunyuan realm. His immortal soul now had a kind of extinction.

The situation was even worse for Hongjun and his men, as they had lost 80% to 90% of their vitality. But compared to Luo Lian, they still won in the end.

"Luo Lian, we won this battle after all!" Those were the words of Emperor Qing. Now Emperor Qing could no longer bear the power of the Wu Clan, and had recovered from the state of luck. The many Wu Clan members who came out of the luck also looked like they had suffered heavy losses.

Luo Lian clenched his fists, his bloodthirsty eyes, his body broken: "Ahem... I lost, I actually lost? I have been planning since the time of the Ten Thousand Races, waiting for this day, but I didn't expect that I would actually lose. Endless years of hard work, in vain.
Chao Chengkong, how could it be possible, how could it be possible…”

"Are you unwilling to accept this? If we were in your place, we wouldn't accept this either. What's more, you are really just one step away from success." Hongjun and the others sighed, praised, and even admired you.

"I have to say, Luo Lian, you are really powerful, and I admire you very much. But as your enemy, we can only make you fail!" Zulong said in a low voice.

"Defeated? Haha, did I really fail? No... I didn't fail. When I got the remains of the Destruction God from the Age of Ten Thousand Races, I could not fail. I am Luo Lian, who refined the remains of the Destruction God. My soul has long been branded with the aura of chaos and the will of the Devil God, becoming an immortal existence. The innate means of the present-day prehistoric world cannot destroy my will and my soul at all."

"I have been planning for countless years, with the destruction of the flesh and blood of the Demon God as the core. I have swept up the flesh and blood of all living beings as sacrifices, and refined it into a Chaos Blood Pool, which will become the key to condensing the body of the Chaos Demon God. As long as I condense the body of the Chaos Demon God, plus my soul, becoming the Chaos Demon God is just around the corner."

"I should succeed, I will definitely succeed, how could I fail, how could I..."

Luo Lian seemed to be completely crazy, unwilling to accept his failure, roaring and stirring. But Luo Lian's shouting, at this moment, the cultivators also completely saw the opportunity of Luo Lian.

Good fellow, no wonder Luo Lian is so arrogant. It turns out that he got the remains and remnants of the Destroyer Demon God during the Myriad Races Era. Such an opportunity is really terrifying. Especially since Luo Lian's heart is so great that he actually refined the remnants of the Demon God, causing his soul to undergo a qualitative change and become an immortal being.

Refine the demon god's body to form a chaotic blood pool, and then sacrifice all living things, using the demon god's body as the core, gather the essence of the blood pool, and condense your own chaotic demon body.

Awesome, terrifying, truly amazing.

"Luo Lian, no matter what opportunity you get, your failure is a foregone conclusion!" Hong Jun growled again.

"A foregone conclusion? Failure? Hehehe... If I, Luo Lian, fail, then there will be no meaning for the existence of Honghuang! If I, Luo Lian, fail, then there will be no meaning for all living beings to live! If I, Luo Lian, fail, then what qualifications do you have to continue to seek the truth!"

"Hehehe... Since I have failed, then let me destroy everything. What I, Luo Hou, cannot obtain, you will never get. Explode the Demonic Land for me. In the name of Luo Lian, I will detonate myself and the West, destroy the prehistoric world, annihilate all living beings, and destroy you..."

"What? Luo Lian, are you crazy?"

"Oh no, run away. Luo Lian is crazy!" Yes, Luo Lian is crazy. He wants to blow himself up and blow everything up. He wants to destroy the world and everything.

How dare he, how could he? But Luo Lian really dared, and really could.

Facing such a crazy Luo Hou, Di Qing was very calm. Di Qing, who had expected this, instantly looked at Zulong and Phoenix Ancestor.

At the same time, Zulong and Phoenix Patriarch also looked at Di Qing with disbelief and surprise: "Daoist Di Qing, you..."

"What do you mean 'me'? Hurry up and follow our previous plan..." Di Qing's heart was filled with rage, and as he roared anxiously, his luck also became apparent.

Even though Emperor Qing was severely injured in the previous battle, he still tried his best to cast the spell. This was the method that Emperor Qing had deduced after spending countless thoughts and experiences thinking that Luo Lian would detonate the West and affect the prehistoric world.

Just for this method, Di Qing gave up evolving other methods and concentrated on comprehending this method since he created the Qiyun system.

At that moment, Emperor Qing looked up to the sky and roared: "Use destiny as a guide, sacrifice the essence and blood of my witch clan, condense the Buzhou Tianzhu, and awaken the will of Pangu the Father God..."

The roar was full of haste and brutality. Emperor Qing punched himself in the chest, and instantly his blood sprayed out and fell into the Wu clan's luck above his head. Instantly, the Wu clan's luck turned into red blood. That blood-colored luck intertwined the heaven and earth, and connected to the Buzhou Tianzhu. It caused the sleeping Pangu's will in the Tianzhu to waver faintly.

Afterwards, Dijiang, Houtu, Xuanming, and all the witches also sprayed their blood and energy, watered their destiny, and offered sacrifices to awaken the dormant Pangu's will.

At the same time, Zulong also roared to the sky: "Using destiny as a guide, I will sacrifice the blood of my Scale Armor Clan to attract the remaining souls of the Scale Armor Clan that have been buried for endless years and battles, and awaken the sleeping Eastern land."

The Phoenix Patriarch did the same: "Using my destiny as a guide, I will sacrifice the blood of my bird clan, lead the remaining souls of birds buried for endless years, and awaken the southern land."

The Xuanwu ancestor who had never fallen, now transformed into the Xuanwu true body, with a sigh: "Use my luck as a guide, sacrifice my Xuanwu blood, lead the Xuanwu residual soul, and awaken the land of the north."

"I will use my Mo Lin spirit to awaken the body of the Qilin Ancestor, sacrifice the Qilin Ancestor's true body, and lead the falling endless
The remaining souls of the beasts of time then cried out to the Buzhou Central Land. "

Zulong, Phoenix Ancestor, Xuanwu Ancestor, Mo Lin, and Di Qing shouted in unison, stirring up the destiny and
Over the endless years, armored creatures, beasts, birds, and Black Tortoise monks died in battle.

At the same time, Zulong and the others shouted in unison; "In the name of my Zulong, in the name of my Phoenix Ancestor... the destiny is intertwined, awakening the destiny of the former Five Elements Divine Beast Clan, pursuing the residual soul of the White Tiger Ancestor, pursuing the residual thoughts of the White Tiger Ancestor."

"Roar……"

A roar echoed from the western land. Then I saw the devil's land, which seemed to be Luo Lian's exclusive devil's palace. There was a vast corpse, stirring a violent aura of Gengjin, and an illusory figure emerged from it. It was the White Tiger Ancestor, who had fallen, and his corpse was refined into a devil's palace by Luo Lian.

(End of this chapter)