At the end of the Human Emperor Era, the beginning of the Sword Immortal Era, and the first year of disaster, the emperor hung the heads of twenty-two human emperors on the Nantian Gate.

The sky is torn, and in the cracks, a huge eyeball occasionally rotates, the immortal's face is ferocious, and the auspicious clouds are unknown.

In the Taihang Immortal Realm, the mountains are eight million feet high. The mountains are criss-crossed like countless human faces, with overlapping ravines. It is difficult for the heavenly soldiers to encircle and suppress them. It is the hiding place for the remnants of the Human Emperor.

An old man and a young man, the old man carrying the young man on his back, were migrating carefully through the mountains.

"Grandpa Yugong, how many days do we have until we can go home?" asked a little girl with a milky voice. The little girl was wearing animal skins, with a round face and a smooth head.

The upper realm immortals who are chasing them have a very strange method, which can use their hair to transform into a fairyland of misfortune; and this fairyland of misfortune, in Yugong's view, is just the method of an alien god.

Outer gods and immortals have been confused in today's heaven.

God's way is not heaven's, and humanity's way is not human. Yu Gong's old face filled with ravines let out a faint sigh.

Suddenly, Yu Gong held down the mountain-moving sword on his waist. The sword's body was rusty and its hilt was thick. It looked like a chisel for cutting mountains.

There was a loud thunder, and dozens of shadows appeared in the sky. One of them, an Xianjia with a scar on his face, smiled ferociously and shouted: "Yugong from the Kaishan Tribe, you are an important criminal in the heaven, and you are not going to be captured now!"

"What crime have I committed?" Yugong popped out a few words between his teeth.

The immortal put the immortal decree together and laughed loudly: "If I say you are guilty, you are guilty!"

Yu Gong took a deep breath, grabbed the bald girl, thrust the tip of his sword into the crevice of the mountain, and pushed hard. There was a continuous rumbling sound, the immortals' pupils shrank, and the mountaintop magnified infinitely in front of their eyes.

"Walk!!"

Taihang Immortal Territory is blown by the strong wind all the year round, and the mountains are made of copper and are infinitely heavy. If Yu Gong, a member of the Kaishan clan, had not been able to penetrate the earth's veins with his sword, he would not be able to pry at all.

Several immortals were caught off guard and were directly hit by a weight weighing tens of thousands of kilograms, and their temporary bodies were directly exploded.

Seeing this, the Scar Immortal cursed a piece of trash and flew forward. Infinite bloodshot eyes shot out from his eyes, directly blocking the top of the mountain.

Yugong looked back, his expression stern, and he almost subconsciously covered the girl's eyes. At the same time, he turned the sword without hesitation, and the next moment, his eyeball was pierced.

Almost at the same time as it was pierced, a large ball of blood shot out.

Half an hour later.

"Grandpa Yu, Grandpa Yu, are you okay?" the girl asked with tears in her eyes.

Yugong's eyes were wrapped in blood-stained cloth, and he fainted on the ground, murmuring in a daze.

"Hong'er...go, go to the last refuge of the Kaishan tribe, no, it's not far..."

"But, grandpa——"

The girl looked to the southwest and saw a hole in the sky. Magma fell from the sky and landed on the Kaishan tribe's hiding place. The world in front of them turned into a thick soup of magma, with black smoke billowing and steaming endlessly.

In a daze, she seemed to see all the tribesmen wailing.

"Ha, I found you."

The girl turned her head in despair, only to see Scar Immortal hanging in the air with a ferocious smile on his face. He lowered his head and looked down at herself. The dull sky seemed to be completely integrated with him.

"The cries of living beings are always so interesting. What a beautiful world!" The Scar Fairy family burst into laughter.

The girl was crying and couldn't help retching. Bloodshot streaks were squeezed out from her face, arms, and eyes. The power of sadness seemed to be able to activate the evil nature of this external god's power.

Soon, the girl turned into a monster wrapped in blood. Yugong struggled to hold the sword, but his hands and feet were cut off in half in the battle.

When the immortals looked at this scene, they couldn't help but smile happily. On their exposed skin, one eye after another couldn't help but open their eyes, staring at this scene with cruelty and pleasure.

"The body is like a bodhi tree, and the mind is like a mirror. I should brush it diligently at all times to prevent any dust."

A light voice sounded, and the voice seemed to contain the power to calm people's minds. The bloodshot threads crawling everywhere on the girl's body slowly faded away with the voice.

"Who!?" The Dao Scar Fairy family was surprised and uncertain, and their eyes were fixed on a maple tree not far away. The fiery red maple leaves danced in the wind. A handsome monk in white came out, grinning, showing forty maple leaves.

White teeth.

White clothes, red leaves, monk.

This scene will forever be etched in the girl's memory.

"Humanity has long been extinct!" Scar's eyes once again shot out endless bloodshot eyes.

However, the monk in white clasped his hands together and calmed down. The next moment, a faint light emerged from his palms. He was not overbearing or forceful, but full of warmth.

The unbridled power of the outer gods quickly collapsed under this light; the immortal family could no longer bear the feeling of tranquility, and the blood all over its body was squeezed out of the immortal body, flying towards the crack in the sky, passing through

After an hour, the bloodshot eyes were completely dispersed.

"Who are you?" Although Yu Gong was blind, he felt a powerful force similar to humanity from the other party.

"Me," the monk in white looked at a red leaf falling from the tree, and said softly, "Just call me Yiye."

The fire crackled, and in a cave, a monk was burning a fire. The girl looked at him quietly, but Yu Gong still had doubts about his origin.

"Weren't the monks of the Great Leiyin Temple wiped out by the Emperor of Heaven long ago in the Human Emperor's Chronicles? Are you a remnant of the Great Leiyin Temple?"

"Who said that being a monk can only be a monk at the Great Leiyin Temple," Kazuye said with a smile, "Can't I open my own door?"

"You are not from Da Leiyin Temple? Then where did you come from?"

Yu Gong was very suspicious, because in the process of wiping out the remnants of the Human Emperor, many evil immortals from the upper realm would pretend to be human beings to gain their trust. This was easy to succeed, because the Human Emperor pursued physical enlightenment, and the predecessors of those immortals were also

Human race.

"This story is very long to tell," Hongye said with a smile, "Just think of me as a traveler from another world."

"If you are worried, just leave now."

Yugong was silent. Without the help of the other party, he and the girls of his race would probably not survive tomorrow.

The girl gently tugged on Hongye's clothes, handed over a roasted sweet potato, and then took a sip of saliva. It was obvious that she also wanted to eat it.

One leaf was knotted, and his white jade-like fingers were not afraid of being burned. He gently peeled off the skin of the sweet potato and handed it back again.

"What are your plans now?"

A trace of confusion flashed in Yugong's eyes. What plan do you have now? The refuge of his people has been destroyed by the heaven. Apart from himself and the girl, is there really anyone else in the Kaishan clan?

The leaders of the Human Emperor died on the battlefield one by one. Is there any hope for salvation in this world?

"If we have nowhere to go, why not let's go together."

Monk Yiye smiled and touched the girl's head, "By the way, what's your name?"

"My, my name is Kaishan Hirohiro!" The bald girl blushed, glanced at her, and whispered.

"Guanghong, that's a very Buddhist name," Monk Yiye looked at Yugong and said with a smile, "If you think I'm a spy from heaven, you can leave at any time, how about that?"

Yu Gong pondered for a moment and finally nodded.

This journey lasts a hundred years.

Since the failure of the Human Emperor to conquer the sky, his men have become frequent visitors on the Heavenly Court's wanted list. Kaishan Yugong and Kaishan Guanghong had to flee everywhere to avoid being pursued by the Heavenly Court, and at the same time, they were looking for clues about other human races in the process.

This was an extremely painful and difficult period. Even Yu Gong, who had a rock-like heart, almost couldn't hold on countless times. Heaven was still chasing him day and night. More importantly, whenever he saw hope,

What greeted them was more despair.

There were so many human races in ancient times that they were distributed all over the place. Even if all the immortal families from heaven came out, they would not be able to wipe them all out in a short time. So they came up with vicious ideas, natural disasters, pollution, and heavenly weapons to drain the energy of heaven and earth.

Extermination, massacre.

Whenever they find a place of hope after all the hard work, all that greets them is piles of bones.

"Another place of death!"

The bodies of the ancient humans were powerful, and Yugong's eyes grew again. However, countless disappointments and even despair made him wish he could not see all this darkness.

It was still the same this time, with countless large blood-colored trees rising from the ground. However, looking at it, the branches were arms, the tree crowns were human heads, and the tree body was made of twisted human spines.

All big trees were once living people.

"It's the realm of outer gods again!" Yugong closed his eyes in pain, while Guanghong sat down on the ground.

"Ahem," Monk Yiye looked pale, but without any hesitation, he strode into it. The pure light on his body gradually lit up. This kind of light has lit up countless times in the past hundred years.

Yu Gong couldn't help shouting: "Don't go any further. These people are hopeless. What you do will only make yourself more deeply infected by the power of the external gods, and it will have no effect at all."

Monk Yiye said without turning his head: "Have a breath and light a lamp. In today's chaotic world, isn't it a matter of course?"

Gradually, there was a little light at first, and then the pure light became brighter and brighter, gradually covering the bloody forest, and the power of the alien gods was gradually driven away. However, how could the alien gods be so easy to deal with? The real environment gradually disappeared, replaced by

A strange tree so huge that its fruit is a star.

A branch of lightning pierced Monk Yiye's chest.

A faint halo of blood began to spread from his chest.

There was a look of pain on Monk Yiye's face, but he still clasped his hands together and clamped them on the branches.

"The prime moon is the autumn night, and the sky is full of glory. The sky and the earth are white, and the jade is brilliant and dustless."

A halo of nature appeared behind Monk Yiye's head, but the halo was not the golden color of ancient Buddhism, but jade-colored, pure and clean.

The jade light spreads along the palm and from the branch to the other end.

"mercy!"

The light was bright, and when Monk Yiye regained his sight, the giant tree had disappeared without a trace.
To be continued...