"Yes, this is where we come from."

As soon as Yang Xingzhou finished speaking, an old sigh suddenly sounded in the originally quiet and breathless space.

Then the entire space was suddenly filled with gray light, the originally dark environment disappeared, and a strange space appeared in front of Yang Xingzhou.

This is a strange and huge world, a place created by great supernatural powers for the people to survive.

Dark mountains rise and fall on the ground like the fangs of beasts, and a broken floating black iron city slowly swims in the sky. There are many strange creatures moving in the huge city. Among those creatures, there are three eyes.

Some have six or seven arms, and some are just a ball of flesh. There are all kinds of strange things, and almost none of them look like human beings.

Even the creatures that are most similar to humans are most similar to chimpanzees, but there is still a huge difference in appearance from humans.

However, the creatures in these iron cities have a unified characteristic. They are all black, thin, and dry, just like the mummies of creatures that have been starved for a long time and exposed to the scorching sun.

Yang Xingzhou took in these situations with just a glance, and had a general understanding of the world in an instant.

If this space was developed specifically for the survival of prehistoric creatures, then it is not surprising that there are so many strange and weird creatures in this floating black iron city.

After all, they are prehistoric creatures from the last era. They are the remnants of all creatures in a vast universe. Naturally, they cannot be one kind of creature, but must be all kinds of strange intelligent creatures. They are not like human beings. If they are all in human form, then

funny.

The avenues flow and the heavens change. No one stipulates that the protagonist of every era must be the human race.

Humans are not the only intelligent creatures.

Even in today's world, intelligent beings are divided into gods, humans and demons, and those demons have no resemblance to you humans.

"This is where we live."

An obscure aura slowly condensed in front of Yang Xingzhou, turning into a tall and thin old man. He cupped his hands and said to Yang Xingzhou: "Third Prince, you have the aura of our clan. Although you are the son of Emperor Yi Tian, ​​you have many similarities with us."

We can barely be considered relatives because of our origins, so why do you need to kill us all?"

The old man's voice was old, his face was blurry, and his whole body was filled with the aura of ancient decay. His eyes were two black holes like whirlpools, which seemed to be able to suck everything into his body. It was gloomy, terrifying, dilapidated, and decayed.

The sense of despair that the end is approaching.

This old man looked like a human, but in Yang Xingzhou's eyes, he had no connection with humans. The reason why he changed into a human form was probably just to facilitate communication with him.

But no matter how much you change into a human form, you can't get rid of the aura of decay attached to your body. Just like an old zombie crawling out of a graveyard, no matter how much you apply makeup to pretend to be alive, you can't cover up the aura of death on your body.

This is a completely different life from all the races in the world today, and they are even naturally in conflict with each other and are enemies of each other.

"Are you the leader here?"

Yang Xingzhou looked at the old man in front of him and said with a chuckle: "You still ask me not to kill everyone? When you went to heaven and attacked me, why didn't you think of showing mercy to me?"

The old man opposite sighed: "At that time, I only thought about killing you and avoiding future troubles forever. However, I didn't expect that you were born with supernatural powers and had an innate magic weapon to protect your body. As a result, my efforts failed. Not only did I fail to kill you, I also angered Emperor Yi Tian and almost killed you."

We eradicate them all."

He shook his head at Yang Xingzhou and said: "After that, Emperor Yi Tian continuously cut down the foundation of my clan, cut off the sky, the earth, water, fire and wind, and imprisoned me in such a small world, leaving only a window for breathing. That is the Black Mountain in your eyes.

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Yang Xingzhou was shocked. He thought that the world he was in now was a world created by prehistoric old immortals, but he did not expect that it was the method of his father, Emperor Yi Tian. But since Emperor Yi Tian had magical powers to imprison these old monsters, why not

Erase them directly?

When he was confused, he saw the old man in front of him and continued to sigh: "You humans all think that we deliberately become enemies of the human race and devour their essence and blood for a living. How do you know our suffering! Emperor Yi Tian imprisoned us in this world.

There is no spiritual energy, lawlessness, no Taoist flow, no way to practice, no way to sleep, and even no way to commit suicide. The only hope is the small window he left for us."

Above his finger, his voice was hoarse and old, accompanied by disheartened despair: "Only by going to the window can we take a breather. With luck, we can temporarily break through the seal and find some blood food to devour, which will satisfy our hunger a little."

.”

When he said this, weird and twisted figures suddenly appeared in all directions of Yang Xingzhou. Each one was as skinny as firewood and as dry as a skinny skeleton. They all shouted hoarsely:

"Hungry!"

"Emperor Yi Tian, ​​I plead guilty to you and am willing to be a cow or a horse. Please be merciful and give me food."

"Prince Yang, please forgive me for waiting. We know we were wrong!"

Each powerful being is like an ordinary person who is starved to death. Even an outsider like Yang Xingzhou can feel the pain caused by hunger in their words.

Logically speaking, these old prehistoric monsters can withstand even the creation of the world and the destruction of the universe. They should not be frightened by hunger. The reason why they are like this is most likely because Emperor Yi Tian is restraining them.

At that time, other means were used to deliberately magnify their pain.

"Is this world like the hungry ghost realm of the eighteenth level of hell?"

Yang Xingzhou looked at the group of emaciated old skeletons gathered around him, surprised and amused at the same time: "Damn it, is this a group of old skeletons that I have to face my enemies?"

But although these old skeletons are old and decaying, each of them is a person with amazing strength. Although they are howling with hunger and looking extremely miserable, at this moment, after surrounding Yang Xingzhou, they formed a strange formation, saying

The rhymes are connected, trapping Yang Xingzhou in the center, and he can attack Yang Xingzhou at any time.

"You say the most cowardly words, but you do the cruelest things. Tsk tsk, you are indeed worthy of being a prehistoric old man!"

The moment these old monsters surrounded Yang Xingzhou, Yang Xingzhou's figure instantly disappeared from its original position, replaced by a round thunder ball.

boom!

This thunder calamity ball was a protective magic weapon specially refined by Yang Xingzhou. It was extremely powerful. It suddenly exploded and enveloped all these figures. Lightning and thunder filled the space of thousands of miles around.

But these lightning lights only shone for a moment, and then quickly dimmed.

Yang Xingzhou turned into nothingness and could see clearly. He saw those old skeletons opening their mouths and sucking, sucking the lightning into their respective abdomens. Their dry faces showed expressions of enjoyment, as if they were drinking nectar.
Chapter completed!