After Xiao Qianshan and the others left, the only one left on the sea of lava was the hunched-over strange man.
His gaze lingered on the sky for a long time, as if he could still see the invisible places beyond the horizon.
There was a lot of humanity in the scarlet eyes that was hard for a strange person to possess.
A long time, a long time.
The strange man then withdrew his gaze.
His eyes turned to the corpses floating on the sea of magma.
He lingered for a moment on the face of each corpse wearing Da Yan clothing, especially staring at the faces of those who were a little older.
There seemed to be reminiscence and tenderness in his eyes, which diluted some of the madness in the scarlet eyes.
After scanning the faces of all the corpses one by one, he let out a long roar toward the sky, causing magma to roll up within a thousand miles. When he lowered his head, his face was full of madness and desire.
He took a deep breath, and more than a thousand floating corpses turned into blood, pouring into his nose like rivers flowing into the sea.
With every inhalation he took, his hunched body slowly straightened up a little.
The madness in his eyes was slightly reduced.
After sucking up all the blood rivers formed by the corpses, the madness on his face had diminished, but his desire had greatly increased.
The face that was as ferocious as an evil spirit turned towards the place where the people from Da Yan and Da Han left with a "whoosh".
The scarlet mouth full of fangs opened, revealing an evil and sinister expression, and the body instantly teleported hundreds of miles in that direction as if it was within reach.
It looked like it wanted to catch up with the people who just left and eat them all!
However, after moving thousands of miles, he began to tremble violently, as if he was suppressing himself, as if he was fighting against something, just like a mortal who had smoked marijuana and was trying every means to resist the strong temptation.
His body was trembling, sometimes moving forward, sometimes moving backward. Because of his movements, countless abyss-like holes in this world opened and closed.
This went on for a quarter of an hour. He suddenly raised his head, stretched his arms, and let out a terrifying roar of "Ah~!!". The scarlet clouds within a radius of ten thousand miles were shaken into nothingness, and the sea of magma flew up thousands of feet like an inverted waterfall.
At this moment, he raised his head and looked at the huge source tree that seemed to be on the horizon, with endless hatred in his eyes.
This hatred suppressed the madness and desire on his face, as if it wanted to pierce through the vast distance and split the huge and boundless source tree.
"Boom~!!" With a loud bang that shook the earth, his figure disappeared, and in the extremely high sky, a terrifying long rainbow of fire, carrying endless hatred and murderous intent, shot towards the direction of the source tree like a meteorite, and disappeared in the vast sea of powder in the blink of an eye.
Vast mountains.
Steep cliffs.
As the sky gradually darkened, flames began to burn, illuminating a narrow ravine under the cliff.
More than a thousand people sat around the fireworks like ants.
They sat by the fire, not cooking or keeping warm. The light from the fire revealed the dullness and confusion in their eyes.
After the great changes in heaven and earth, the human beings in the entire martial world were unprecedentedly united. The seven great dynasties formed an alliance and survived in this strangely invaded world.
At that time, these people were still very confident.
They believed that with a population of millions and the support of dozens of saint-level powerful beings, they could survive in this world and even eliminate the filth.
But after hundreds of years, not only did Dawn City fail to develop, its population was even reduced by half.
More importantly, the strong men of Dawn City were killed and injured in repeated battles with weird people and monsters, and there were not many new strong men to replenish them.
Their high-end combat power is becoming less and less, and their ability to survive in this world is becoming weaker and weaker.
This time, the strange people surrounded and attacked them like cutting leeks, and they had almost no power to resist. Dawn City was destroyed, and all the great saints fell. Now, there were only a few thousand strong men above the Douhuang level left.
The extinction of the human race seems inevitable. There is confusion on everyone's face, and the once firm beliefs are no longer difficult to maintain.
That which had held them together, that which had bound them together, seemed to have been broken.
Everyone felt that their fleet of ships entering the sea would be dispersed and sunk under the impact of the waves.
Negative emotions spread, and people no longer gathered together. They sat separately like scattered sand under the mountain stream.
Beside a huge bluestone above the stream, Xiao Xuan'er leaned against the bluestone as if she had lost her mind. There was no red flame or purple flame in her eyes, only dullness without a trace of light.
Xiao Qianshan, You Bing and Ren Biluo, who were standing aside, also sat down on the bluestone, each thinking about their own things.
Xiao Qianshan and You Bing often looked at each other, and looked at Xiao Xuaner with some sadness, as if they wanted to persuade her but didn't know how to start.
The only one who was not affected by these negative emotions was Xu Husheng.
At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed in a remote place, as if he was practicing something. His aura was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, and little by little, the energy of heaven and earth like water light flowed into his body.
If it were normal, many people would be able to see that this was a sign of impending sanctification.
But nowadays, the morale is low and few people care about other people’s affairs.
Even if a few people noticed it, they have only broken through to become a saint, not an emperor. So how much use can it have in the current situation?
Therefore, no one went to protect Xu Husheng, and no one wanted to congratulate him in advance.
There were more than a thousand people in the entire mountain stream, and there was an eerie silence.
At this moment, a sound of breaking air broke the silence.
Following the sound, I looked up and saw that it was Lu Yuan who had returned from somewhere.
Fell from the mountain stream.
Just like when he left before, no one cared where he went, and now no one went to say hello to Lu Yuan.
It seems like they don't care whether anyone stays or leaves.
After looking up slightly, I looked at the Milky Way in the sky, which was emitting a faint light and penetrating the dark red, but I was still confused.
Lu Yuan’s face didn’t look very good either.
He had gone out to collect herbs and make some money.
The strange man was not found and the autumn wind was not hit.
After searching for thousands of miles and overturning dozens of miles of land, they found some resources and medicinal herbs, but there were far more strange things in the land than in the herbs.
Although it didn't take much effort to solve it, I only collected less than 100,000 attribute points.
Compared with his realm progress which required tens of millions of efforts to upgrade, it was a drop in the bucket.
Compared with the Great Thousand Creation Palm which requires a full 50 billion progresses to reach the Great Perfection, it is as wishful thinking as wanting to fill up the ocean with a handful of soil.
That’s right, the Great Thousand Creation Palm has been deduced.
After he wrote down those mysterious characters that he didn't recognize at all, the system prompted him to add points.
With excitement in his heart, he went outside to collect medicinal herbs, but he only collected such a small number of attribute points, which made him really have no patience.
Sure enough, only those who kill and set fire can get the gold belt, and it is very difficult to develop as a jungler.
After sighing for a while, he returned to the team. (End of this chapter)