The Panxi Holy Land is suspended in the air, covered in black and gray, and it no longer looks like a fairyland with clear mountains and clear waters.

When Elder Tianji took his men to evacuate, he took away all the resources of Panxi Holy Land. All the ores were mined, and all the spiritual veins were evacuated, and even a drop of water or a single grass was left.

The holy land continent is now full of devastation, with huge bottomless holes everywhere on the ground, and traces left by dry lakes and oceans everywhere. Strong wind blows through the sky, and countless black dust rises into the sky, floating away with the wind, polluting a large area of ​​the sky.

When Yemoya brought his people to arrive, he saw such a terrible look.

"It's so cruel." Yemo looked at the messy holy land continent in a daze.

"Nothing useful is left behind." A handsome young man of the Yu tribe flew past and greeted Yemo Yan enthusiastically: "Dear cousin, you will take someone to chase the poor little bug... Well, the unlucky guy named Ji Hao, what's the result? What about his head? Let me see, Lord Di Shikyu has offered a sky-high reward!"

Yemo's face suddenly became extremely ugly. He stared at the young man of Yu fiercely and cursed at the top of his lungs. "Yemotuo, what are you doing? We have been in for so many days, why is this still like this rags here?"

Yemotuo stayed for a while. He looked at Yemotuo's twisted face, and then looked at the clouds of the Yu nobles around him. He spread his hands and said helplessly: "I'm not lazy. You have to know how powerful the defense here is. In order to pull this treasure out, I don't know how much effort I have spent just breaking the dimensional barrier around him."

Shrugging his shoulders, Yemotuo muttered in a low voice: "And you can't force me to just work and not rest, right? I just held three carnival parties with my subordinates during the work. The native girls here are very tender, really!"

Yemo and the nobles of Yu tribe around him were so angry that their faces turned green. Three carnivals?

When they fell to the death of Jue Yuan and Ji Hao, Yemotuo, who was responsible for pulling Pan Xi's Holy Land into the normal space of Pan Xi's World, was actually working on the sidelines. It took only a few days for them to enter Pan Xi's World? He held three carnival parties!

Yemoya raised the black staff in his hand, and wanted to use this thing to break Yemoya's head.

But he soon thought of the real power that Yemotus's father, his own uncle, possessed in the clan. So Yemotus suppressed the anger in his heart. He said with a gloomy face: "Let's work, maybe we have to rely on her power."

Yemotuo shouted in shock: "What a joke? Our mission this time is very simple. With our strength, we can easily annihilate those stupid and ignorant human races! We also need to use the power of 'her'? Are those human races so powerful?"

Yemoya took a deep breath, too lazy to answer Yemoya's question.

An old man from the Yemo family came forward and pulled Yemotuo to mutter a few words aside. Yemotuo's face became very strange. He looked at Yemotuo with pity and muttered, "So, I didn't get the position of commander this time. Is it my luck? Well, unlucky cousin, I will do my best to help you!"

He said it well, but there was a strange smile on the corner of Yemotus's mouth.

Yemoya glanced at Yemota with a gloomy face, gritted her teeth and said nothing.

A strong wind lifted Yemoya. He raised the black staff in his hand high and came to the sky above the Holy Land Continent. Looking down at the huge Holy Land Continent, Yemoya muttered in a low voice. The staff in his hand waved heavily.

There was a loud "click" sound, as if the whole sky was cracking.

The huge sound even shattered thousands of mountains of all sizes in Panxi world below. It triggered a huge earthquake that affected tens of millions of miles. The earth cracked countless cracks, large tracts of earth, and firelight rose from the sky, and countless natives turned into broken flesh and blood in the earthquake.

The continent of Panxi Holy Land was cracked, cracking countless shattered cracks, and then large pieces of rocks roared and fell to the ground below. Mountains, mountains, mountains, countless huge rocks of all sizes continued to fly up, and then continued to fall to the earth.

The Panxi world below suffered a catastrophe again, and countless huge rocks fell from the sky, smashing the ground to a bumpy pit.

Many indigenous villages, towns, and even large cities with millions of people were crushed by huge mountains falling from the sky and disappeared without a trace. Tens of billions of indigenous people were wiped out in this man-made disaster, and large patches of plasma soaked the earth.

Hundreds of Yu nobles held staffs that were the same as those in the hands of Yemoya, floating in the air and chanting spells. The blood flowing from the dead natives flew up one after another, and the impurities mixed in the plasma were removed by invisible force. The clear plasma quickly converged in the sky, and soon it gathered into a huge blood cell with a diameter of more than ten thousand miles.

The indigenous people in Panxi's world are incomparable with natural forces, and every drop of their blood contains powerful natural power.

The most basic five elements spiritual energy, the rare powers of thunder, hurricanes, frost, and poison, as well as extremely rare space, and the energy of various attributes such as light and darkness quickly merged into this huge blood cell.

Driven by the power of the laws of heaven in Panxi's world, the energy of various attributes collapsed and condensed at the limit, and eventually condensed into hundreds of huge energy crystals. The originally changing color of plasma became as clear as water, turning into a pouring rain falling from the sky.

The Panxi Holy Land Continent collapsed, revealing the Panxi body hidden below the continent.

The energy crystals extracted from the blood of Pan Xi’s natives brought colorful lights and flew into Pan Xi’s huge body one by one.

The Yu nobles present recited spells at the same time. The huge weapons inserted into Pan Xi broke away from her body, and one terrible aura flashed through the air. These huge weapons were driven by the spells of the Yu nobles and turned into lights and penetrated into the bodies of several young men in the Yu tribe.

After all the weapons left, Pan Xi's hideous wounds healed rapidly, and her body began to shrink rapidly.

Thousands of miles, millions of miles, hundred thousand miles... Thousands of feet, thousand feet, hundred feet...

After a full day and night, all the wounds on Pan Xi's body healed completely without leaving any trace.

The Flower of Heavenly Dao emerged from Pan Xi's eyebrows, and countless black patterns in the black vertical eye sign at the core of the Flower of Heavenly Dao suddenly spread out, quickly occupying Pan Xi's pretty face.
Chapter completed!