All we know is that the lineup of more than a dozen great gods was useless in front of the army of demons. The demons charged and trampled them into bloody mud.

The killing of demons has not stopped.

After slaughtering more than a dozen great gods, they ran off into the distance again.

Zhao Yun also moved and tried his best to catch up.

But as I chased him all the way down, what I saw and heard were scenes of blood.

There are so many demons that you can see them wherever you go, either killing people or destroying stars. Wherever they kill, no one, no matter gods or immortals, is spared. Even the vast starry sky feels like it has been washed with blood.

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"Which era is this?"

Zhao Yun was still chasing, asking questions in his heart as he chased.

In the battle between gods and demons, he did not see a familiar face.

In addition, he relatively does not exist, which leads to such a guess.

Just like back then, he fell into the past time and space. From beginning to end, he could only be a spectator, unable to intervene in reality, and unable to participate in the world.

boom!

While talking, I saw another starry sky.

He arrived too late, as this star field had been destroyed by the demons and turned into ruins.

The ruins are filled with corpses and rivers of blood, which is more terrifying than hell.

He stopped chasing her and drifted into the lower world like a ghost.

The fairy world is equally dark,

Amidst the lightning and thunder, demons swept across the sky and the earth.

There is no shortage of shouts, roars, and roars.

Although he is illusory, he can clearly hear the cries of sentient beings.

He entered the ancient continent, where he finally saw a familiar figure.

Who is it?...The disciple of the Creator God...Wu Liang Zhenren.

At this moment, he no longer doubted that this was not his time.

He remembered clearly that Master Wuliang sacrificed his body to the Tao and fought for the Demon Ancestor.

Seeing him again this time, he was obviously not the real body of that era.

"Aeons ago?"

Zhao Yun whispered and floated back and forth across the major battlefields.

I travel a lot, and I always see one or two familiar people.

Like Huang Tian, ​​the commander-in-chief of the two realms, he brought his brother Qiankun to the gods, and the ancestor's enemy Weiwei all fought on the battlefield. In this era, they are not that old. Although they were seriously injured, they are far from exhausted.

The world of gods and immortals is like this, how can the mortal world be spared.

When he came down, the whole world was bloody.

In the sea of ​​blood among the mountains of corpses, he floated quietly and looked up at the misty sky.

If you guessed correctly, this should be an era when the Heavenly Dao destroyed the world eons ago.

It was during this era that the demons caused chaos and the Three Realms fell.

It is also in this era that the fate of heaven is met, and the fate of the common people must be dealt with.

And that god of heaven is the moon god.

Existence is truth, and this is a history that really happened.
Chapter completed!