As for Qin Yichen's strange behavior, although Lei Yao Ancestor and the others saw it, they didn't think deeply about it. Although the latter was young, speaking of it, he could only be regarded as their junior. No matter how evil he was, his character

There must be a slight gap between us and them, and it is normal to feel a little out of sorts when faced with such a scene.

The old man in front did not stop there. As the energy surged, the scene in front of them began to change again.

Soon, they were covered by red mist in front of them, and at a certain moment, the red mist was suddenly torn open, and several figures escaped from the space cracks there in embarrassment. After that, they looked at each other.

Without even looking at it, he ran away into the empty space.

"This is a member of the three imperial clans?!"

Seeing these figures, Thunder Demon Ancestor and Wu Xiao lost their voices in horror.

Although they roughly knew from the old man's mouth that the reason why the Feng Clan did not live in the Wanzu Continent was because they were driven out by others, they were still extremely shocked when they saw this scene with their own eyes.

Could it be that, in that catastrophe, the four imperial clans were still defeated?

However, what surprised Qin Yichen and others was that although people from the three imperial clans escaped from them, among those fleeing figures, they did not see anyone from the Guzhan clan at all!

Could it be that all the powerful men of the Ancient War Clan died in that bloody torrent?

"Buzz..."

The impact on the escape of the three imperial clans was only fleeting. Soon, the red mist gradually faded, and Qin Yichen and the other three people outside this scene seemed to clearly feel the passage of time.

When the scene in front of him solidified again, the world around him had returned to a vast white world.

But it was only then that Qin Yichen and the other two men breathed a sigh of relief. Have those evil things finally left the Continent of Ten Thousand Races? This catastrophe has finally passed...

"There was a catastrophe in the world. The other three imperial clans used their remaining strength to tear apart the space and send their own blood out. However, my ancient warrior clan disdains this!"

At this moment, an old voice slowly sounded.

"Those things occupied the Wanzu Continent for about ten thousand years, and finally they all evacuated. After they left, the Wanzu Continent..."

The old man said slowly, and immediately, with a wave of his arm, the white mist gradually dissipated, and what appeared in front of the three people was a devastated land.

At the end of their line of sight, there was not even a trace of the remaining breath of life. Wherever they looked, everything was desolate. And in the far distance of their sight, there were clusters of red rays of light, which seemed to be caused by those evil spirits from outside the world.

What remains.

I don't know how long this desolate scene lasted, but at a certain moment, the sound of breaking wind finally sounded.

Seeing such a strange movement, the eyes of Qin Yichen and the other three people suddenly shrank, and immediately their gazes were cast away. In the distant sky, several figures came through the air. Although their aura was not strong, but that

A familiar chilling aura let them know that this was the remaining strong man from the ancient Zhan Clan!

"Seniors of the Ancient War Clan, have they finally survived?!"

Seeing this scene, Qin Yichen's eyes flashed with joy. Although he didn't have much connection with the Guzhan Clan, the latter's desperate efforts to protect the Wanzu Continent still aroused admiration!

There was also a touch of respect in the eyes of Lei Yao Ancestor and Wu Xiao. Speaking of which, their Demon Slaying Alliance was actually of the same nature as the original four imperial clans. They all rose up to resist Tianwai in order to protect the creatures of Wanzu Continent.

Demon.

The figures in the sky passed through the sky at an extremely fast speed. Their eyes were scanning around, as if they were looking for the strong men of all races who might have survived.

After a moment, the screen rotated rapidly. In many places, many figures suddenly emerged from the ground. Moreover, these scenes occurred in more than one place. By the end, the screen was full of such situations, at least some of them.

There are thousands of them, and those dark figures are all creatures from the Ten Thousand Races Continent!

However, there is undoubtedly a huge gap between the aura fluctuations of these creatures and those powerful men of all races in the scenes seen before.

At this time, Qin Yichen felt that the true energy of heaven and earth in the world in front of him had been thinned to a pitiful level, and the avenues in this entire world were also extremely scarce!

It seems that the reason why those extraterrestrial evil spirits retreated is because this continent no longer poses any threat to them!

"It's ridiculous to say that, except for our four great imperial clans, the reason why more than half of the powerful people in the Wanzu Continent have been lost is because they were starved to death by famine for thousands of years."

"These things, their goal seems not to bloodbath the continent of all races, but to open the avenue in this land!"

While Qin Yichen was puzzled, the old man's voice sounded quietly.

Hearing this, Qin Yichen's complexion couldn't help but change slightly. In this way, as long as the strong men of all races hide early, there is still hope to survive that catastrophe?

It's no wonder that there are still so many living beings on the Wanzu Continent.

However, the lack of great avenues makes it extremely difficult for the powerful men of all races to practice.

It's no wonder that in today's Ten Thousand Races Continent, not even a single powerful person in the Heaven Realm has appeared. It turns out that it was because of the disaster left by this catastrophe.

As the screen turned, it soon landed on a vast plain. There were thousands of figures on this plain, and from their aura, Qin Yichen could feel that these were the powerful figures of the Ancient War Clan.

who!

However, seeing this scene, Qin Yichen couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness. After that catastrophe, the Guzhan clan, one of the four great imperial clans, only had this little blood left in front of him!

Moreover, although the aura of these figures is sharp, the aura fluctuations on their bodies are not as good as those of other powerful people from all races!

Obviously, under the attack of those extraterrestrial evil spirits, the Guzhan clan lived the most miserable life!

However, in the middle of these figures, there was a building like an altar. At this time, they seemed to be holding a mysterious ceremony. As the ceremony progressed, more than a hundred people from the originally small tribe actually walked out.

Sacrifice your own blood on the altar.

After being nourished by the blood, golden light surged on the altar-like building. Within a moment, the light surged, and a majestic figure emerged from it.

"That's...that powerful Emperor Realm?!"
Chapter completed!