In the land of the Western Desert, there is a legend. The origin of this legend cannot be studied. In short, with the help of time, it has gradually been firmly remembered by all the tribes in the entire Western Desert, and it has been recorded in the classics of their respective tribes.

Passed down from generation to generation.

But time has passed so long that many people have forgotten this legend. It's not that they don't know it, but that they have forgotten...

According to legend, a long time ago, the Western Desert was not the earth, but a sea. This sea existed for 30,000 years before disappearing, revealing the earth below. In those days, the Western Desert... was not called the West Desert.

Mo, her name is Xihai.

This sea is not the same color as the Tianhe Sea. Its color is purple. It extinguishes all life and isolates all spiritual energy. It is like a restricted area of ​​life.

They are separated from Tianhe and Tianhe by an area, as if they deliberately do not merge with each other.

According to that legend, there was not no land in the Western Sea back then. There was an area that was the only land, connected to the Southern Territory, and that place... is today's Motu.

The terrain of Motu is very high. Ordinary monks would not pay attention to this height. But in fact, the terrain of Motu is the highest place in the entire Western Desert and even the Southern Region. It is so high that even if the Western Desert becomes the sea, Motu

The soil...is still there.

According to legend, a long time ago, before the Western Sea that existed for 30,000 years, the Western Desert was once a land with rich resources and rich spiritual energy. But at that time, it rained continuously for many years.

, that is purple rain, this rain does not melt the earth, every drop it falls, it exists on the ground.

Gradually, it became a stream, a lake, and finally a sea.

This purple rain, falling on the body, can extinguish the fire of life, isolate all spiritual energy, make all formations useless, make it difficult for monks to survive, and plunge the world into destruction.

Countless vegetation died, countless ferocious beasts turned into skeletons, countless lives... came to an end. This was a catastrophe, which happened in the Western Desert. It was a catastrophe for all tribes and all life.

This is the legend that exists in every tribe of the tribe.

At this moment, the high priest of the Five Poisons Department was trembling, and his face was pale. He slowly raised his hand, caught a drop of purple rain, and looked at it blankly. He clearly noticed that the cultivation level in his body was here.

Within the scope of a drop of rain, it seems to disappear.

His body was shaking more and more. There was fear in his eyes. He lowered his head and watched the rain falling on the ground. There was obviously blood on the ground in some places, and there were obviously cracks in some places, but the rain... seemed to be floating out of thin air.

, does not fall into it, does not blend with blood.

The high priest's complexion was already pale, and his breathing was rapid.

"How... is this possible..." He murmured, and some of the Nascent Soul cultivators from the Five Poison Department suddenly thought of something, their expressions changed drastically, and they all looked at Zi Yu.

At this moment, Zhao Youlan staggered, took a few steps back, and stared blankly at the rain. She also thought about it.

At this moment, within the Thorns, among the five tribes, the clan leader of the Wubing Tribe also looked at Ziyu in a daze, and his expression gradually changed completely. This change went beyond the despair of the tribe's survival and surpassed everything else.

"Jie..."

"The great calamity of the Western Desert..."

"According to legend, the Western Desert turns into the Western Sea again, a catastrophe that can destroy all life!" The high priest of the Five Poisons Department took a few steps back. At this moment, what kind of war, what quotas, and all interests, all

None of it matters.

He launched the teleportation without hesitation to verify the authenticity of the Purple Rain. However, the teleportation array could still be used before, but now... no matter how the formation operates, it cannot exert any teleportation power. It is as if it is isolated and lost.

got the effect.

This scene turned into a roar, echoing in the mind of the High Priest of the Five Poisons Department.

"Move, the tribes have to move. The northern area of ​​the Western Desert is the lowest-lying place. This is the first place that became the West Sea. The tribes have to move. They have to move to the south, to... Motu, which is connected to the Southern Territory!!" Five

The high priest of the Poison Tribe murmured. At this moment, the rain was getting heavier and heavier. Some monks had noticed that the spiritual energy between heaven and earth was gradually becoming thinner at an extremely fast speed. This scene immediately made all the members of the Five Poison Tribes

, face changes.

"Mo Tu... Mo Tu!! I understand!!" The high priest of the Five Poisons Department was shaken, his eyes widened, and his breathing became more rapid.

"I understand, many years ago, three super tribes in the Western Desert with the existence of the spirit-slaying ancestors united together to invade Motu, and even supported many forces in Motu.

They even did not hesitate to offend the Southern Territory and launch a war. After the battlefield, their tribes, as well as many tribes that were dependent on them, migrated to Motu!

At that time, we all believed that they wanted to encircle an area in Motu to facilitate contact with the Southern Territory, and perhaps there were many other purposes.

But now, I understand!" The chief priest of the Five Poisons Department murmured, his breathing becoming more rapid.

"These three super minions must have known about the coming catastrophe for a long time, so they occupied Motu. So now, no matter who wants to go to Motu, they must obtain their consent!!

Directly control the general trend of the Western Desert without losing any blood, and use this calamity to control the life and death of thousands of tribes in the Western Desert!" The eyes of the high priest of the Five Poisons Department showed anxiety.

"Motu is very small and cannot accommodate all the tribes in the West Desert. If you can't get in... then the whole tribe will definitely die. The Five Poison Tribe is in the north and is further away..."

"All members of the Five Poison Tribe obey the order and leave this place immediately. At any cost, go as fast as possible and return to the tribe!" The chief priest of the Five Poison Tribe said fiercely. At this moment, every second counts. The war with the remnant of the Crow God in front of him.

It was immediately insignificant, and even he was regretting at this moment why he started this war!

His voice echoed and reached the ears of all the members of the Five Poison Tribe, making everyone stunned. However, the elders who had made guesses before immediately turned pale, flew up in an instant, and issued the order together.

Soon, the entire Five Poison tribe gradually stopped attacking. There were more than 20,000 people and tens of thousands of strange monsters, all roaring and running straight into the distance. Zhao Youlan looked back at the people of the Wushen tribe behind her in the crowd.

Protected by thorns, a sharp light appears in the phoenix eyes.

"I will repay the revenge of my broken arm tenfold!" Zhao Youlan took a deep breath, turned around, and followed the Five Poison tribe away quickly.

When the Five Poison Tribe left and the thorns gradually dissipated, Meng Hao stood up from his lotus position and looked at the horizon. Behind him, there were more than 2,000 people remaining in the tribe, cheering for the survivors.

But this cheer could not dissipate the gloom in Meng Hao's heart, and the faces of the Black Soldier tribesmen beside him showed bitterness.

"Is it true?" Meng Hao spoke slowly.

"The Five Poisons Department is leaving so anxiously. The legendary catastrophe must have really come. The formations will fail, the aura of heaven and earth will become extinct, and all life will be destroyed...the only chance of survival...

That is to migrate, to the south, all the way south to Motu." The clan leader of the Wubing tribe spoke in a low voice.

"Mo Tu..." Meng Hao's body shook violently. Like the High Priest of the Five Poisons Department, Meng Hao also thought of the war in the Western Desert that Mo Tu participated in, and thought of some of the Western Desert tribes he saw before leaving.

, the scene of the whole family stepping into the black soil.

"So, that's the reason!" Meng Hao took a deep breath, and he understood what he had been puzzled about back in Motu.

Why is there a war in Motu, why is Western Desert fully involved, and why is it that the Southern Territory allowed this to happen and allowed the Western Desert to occupy the Black Territory? Because under the great catastrophe of heaven and earth, if the Southern Territory blocks it, it will be tantamount to

Compared to forcing the Western Desert to go all out to fight, the Southern Territory hopes to see such a situation.

Meng Hao raised his head and looked at the increasingly heavy purple rain, but his eyes revealed a strange light.

"Isolate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, destroy all life, and the earth becomes the sea... But this is not the case for me. Since my fire attribute totem can be formed from the immortal fire of Dandong, then... it means that all things in the world, within the five elements,

These are all opportunities I can appreciate.

Then what kind of water can be compared to the sea, and what kind of sea can be compared to this so-called catastrophe in the Western Desert!"

"As for isolating the spiritual energy of heaven and earth...except for the best spiritual stones that I can absorb, I have not absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for many, many years, so I have to swallow pills, so I have been trained. Every time I take action, the spiritual energy in my body must be strict.

The habit of control also indirectly made me good at alchemy, and even inclined to Si Long.

Because Si Long will make me strong without consuming too much of my spiritual power!"

"The only thing I have to worry about is the annihilation of life in this rain... But no matter what, I can be said to be the only person in this Western Desert who is best suited to survive in this catastrophe of the Western Desert!" Meng Hao

His eyes flashed, but when he looked back at the cheering people from the five tribes who were unaware of the catastrophe, as well as the happy children, Meng Hao fell silent.

"Golden Crow, I have obtained your inheritance. Your tribe also respects me as the Holy Ancestor and is connected with my totem. Do you... want me to give them protection..." Meng Hao was silent and closed his eyes.

Caught in the eyes.

At this moment, in the northern region of the Western Desert, purple rain has fallen on all the land and all the sky. The sky is no longer clear, but has become dim. This dimness will last for a long, long time...

On the earth, with the continuous rain, there are more and more puddles...

Not only in the north of the Western Desert, but also in the east, west, and south, purple rain began to fall at this moment. In the rain, exclamations came from one tribe after another, which shocked their hearts.

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A great calamity has come to the Western Desert.

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The fourth update, brothers and sisters, whether it is the plot or the amount of updates, I believe you can see that Ergen has put his heart into it.
Chapter completed!