The sky continued to rain purple.

After the war on the ground, the bodies of cultivators from Ximanzhou were everywhere.

In this battle, the Wushen tribe lost nearly half of the cultivators, and the remaining only more than 30,000 were.

The Wudou tribe was even worse, except for Suotu, only a few hundred remained.

Extinct rain fell from the sky, washing away the corpses on the ground and bonded to the blood on the ground.

All the monks in Ximanzhou knelt on the ground full of rain, and kneeled in front of the golden crow divine bird.

The golden crow divine bird turned its head and looked at the devastated people, and suddenly sighed and said, "This place is about to be extinct. Go to the shelter on the highest mountain!"

Amid its eternal speech, all the monks from Ximanzhou nodded and then slowly got up.

Ximanzhou is about to become extinct.

The purple sea is about to reappear.

The pouring rain continued to fall during the half month, which made many lower terrain all accumulate into rivers. If this situation lasted for a few more months, Ximanzhou would really be about to rise and fall by then.

"Can we grow up for tens of thousands of years really be flooded by this extinction rain?"

Suotu of the Wudou tribe raised his old face and looked at the purple sky.

After looking at it, he sighed heavily, led his tribe, and then slowly walked towards the distance.

Fairy Zhilan did not go to see the sky. She just looked back at her tribe and the tribes who died in battle. Finally, she decided to walk away.

In the distance, there is a towering mountain.

The mountains are so high that they soar into the sky.

After seeing the mountain, Fairy Zhilan and Suotu each led their tribe members to sweep towards the mountain.

The earth is already filled with extinction rain, and now only by finding the high peaks can we take refuge.

...Time passes by minute by minute! After this extraordinary battle, the rain in the sky is getting heavier and heavier.

Since Lin Hao fainted, he has been in a coma for three days.

During the three days, he lay silently like a dead person, no one could feel that when Lin Hao was in a coma, his body was conscious of the new power of life.

The new colorful totem in his chest was slowly imprinted into his body and merged into one with his body. In Lin Hao's consciousness, he was sitting cross-legged, and his body emitted two strange lights, one was the blue water light, and the other was the red gold light like the sun.

Water totem.

Golden totem.

Lin Hao in his consciousness slowly absorbed these two lights.

He originally wanted to integrate his "fire spirit root" element into this totem, but after trying hard, he found that his fire element spiritual root could not be integrated into this golden crow totem.

"It seems that I was wrong!"

"If you want to achieve a true five-colored Yuanying, you must have a real totem. Even if I have the attribute of a fire spirit root, it is difficult for me to merge into this totem."

After making a look in his heart, a cold light flashed in Lin Hao's eyes.

There are five kinds of heaven and earth totems, and now Lin Hao only has gold and water in his body.

The remaining "wood totem" is in Suotu's hands. As for the earth totem, it should have been snatched away by the Ji family, but what about (fire totem)?

Thinking of this, Lin Hao suddenly felt that it was really difficult to achieve the legendary five-colored Yuanying! No wonder, the legendary supreme five-colored holy body has almost no such thing as the entire Tianlong Continent throughout ancient times.

But, difficult?

What are you afraid of?

Cultivation is a defiance of the heavens. Since he has defied this world from the beginning and has chosen a thorny road, Lin Hao must go on his own and walk out of his own way.

"I don't regret choosing this path that belongs to me, and I must stick to it."

Lin Hao finally made up his mind.

If Lin Hao's cultivation level was based on his ability, he would have been able to withstand the thunder tribulation of the three nine times and advance to the Nascent Soul.

But he has his own way in his heart.

What he was looking for was the five-colored Yuanying Way.

Therefore, he would rather continue to wander in the Golden Pill Realm than take that step.

Because if he embarked on the ordinary Nascent Soul path, then he was no match for the Ji family at all, and he was not even worthy of being the match for the Ji family at all.

Ji Tian of the Ji family is the supreme powerhouse who can even seal the world.

If Lin Hao doesn’t walk out of his own way, how can he fight against them?

"Ji Family!"

"Jidie!"

"You guys wait!"

The hatred and anger in Lin Hao's heart slowly burned.

After countless hours of recovery, Lin Hao finally woke up slowly.

The moment he opened his eyes, he saw the strange purple sky.

In the pouring purple rain, Lin Hao is now in an extremely high mountain. The surrounding areas are filled with cultivators from the Western Manzhou who have recovered cross-legged, including cultivators from the Wudou tribe and cultivators from the Wushen tribe.

"High Priest, Lin Hao... Lin Hao woke up."

After Lin Hao woke up, an excited voice shouted from the side.

Then, I saw the old Suotu walking towards Lin Hao with his tribe members and the priests of the Wushen tribe over there.

"Ao, ao!"

The big and small hairs, the two green demon holy wolves who had been guarding Lin Hao, also roared excitedly after seeing Lin Hao awake.

"Senior, you're so awake that you're scared me to death!"

Even Huang Dafa on the other side could not help but almost burst into tears after seeing Lin Hao awake.

It turned out that since the Golden Crow Divine Bird moved the cultivators of the Wu Shen Tribe, Huang Dafa followed the crowd to the top of the mountain.

Big and small Mao also suffered considerable injuries in that battle, but the two little guys were the Green Demon Holy Wolves after all. After recovering in the past few days, they were all fine.

When Lin Hao opened his eyes and saw Big and Small Maples, Huang Dafa, familiar Suotu and other cultivators of the Wushen Tribe, he slowly straightened his body.

Before being injured by Ji Shan in the Void God Realm, Lin Hao almost died of ashes.

If it weren't for the golden crow divine bird appearing, Lin Hao would have been unable to escape from the Jishan Demon clutch.

Thinking of all this, Lin Hao was not only a little lucky.

“Where is this?”

Lin Hao asked.

Huang Dafa hurried back: "Senior, this is Gushan!"

"Lonely Mountain?"

"Yes, this is the highest mountain within a thousand miles. This damn purple rain has been falling continuously. The place below has been flooded into a river, so we can only come here to hide."

After Huang Dafa finished speaking, Lin Hao stood up and looked up at the bottom of Gushan.

At the foot of the mountain, it was originally a fertile land, but now it turned into a roaring purple river.
Chapter completed!