The system runs away at the beginning, I regard the way of heaven as my father

The massacre continued, and an unknown amount of bright red blood and severed body parts fell into the sea. In an instant, they were submerged by the rolling black water.

Under the sea, the shadows that kept changing their shapes seemed to become more and more numerous like cats smelling fishy smell.

And the gambling games of those 20% of the gamblers began to end one after another.

The vast majority of those who came out were creatures of all races.

Of the 100,000 gamblers, 80,000 died directly, quietly, without causing any waves.

Only 20,000 people came out alive, which means that 20,000 people from all the heavens and all races died.

No matter how noble their births are or how powerful their talents are, they are all being killed by the 20% gamblers who are like consumables and forcibly gamble their lives.

As for gambling on immortal life, if the base number is large enough, the winning rate will always be in line.

Rong Yan, Fan Jiu, and even Mi Dou from the Doupeng clan were all pulled into the game just now, but they came out alive.

At this time, looking at the bloody and rainy world, his eyes were filled with determination to die.

One of the ten Huari clansmen was also killed by a gambler.

The eyes of the remaining nine were already filled with extreme anger, and they directly transformed into the mighty sun, stretching across the sky.

The endless light and heat released finally made this dark world a little brighter and brought a little warmth.

Just as they were waiting for their next step, an old man's sigh suddenly came from the venue. The sigh was like the bleak autumn wind, which seemed to reflect the desolate scene in the venue.

"Amitabha, all donors, please stop."

"You can't get out of the land of reincarnation."

An old monk in gray robes, with a face full of ravines, suddenly appeared on the scene.

His skin color was like that of an old man, a dying dark brown, but his words seemed to carry great power.

All the creatures just stopped quietly and stood still.

Even the nine-round sun in the sky turned into flesh and blood again.

"It turns out it's you, the monk from the once number one place, the Great Buddha Mountain."

A perfect human shackles fairy stood up with a smile in his eyes.

"In this state, have you become a Buddha?" He frowned a little, as if he was confused.

Suddenly, the man shook his head indifferently again, "No matter how you became a Buddha, the theory of reincarnation was first spread by your Buddhist sect."

"You don't want the Land of Reincarnation to reappear in the world? Don't you want to see what's true and false inside?"

The old monk sighed quietly, "If there is reincarnation, wouldn't it be better to hide it here?"

"Why are you acting like this, insisting on letting it be exposed?"

"Do you know that if the legendary place of reincarnation is really down there, there will be no peace in the world of life from now on."

In response, the man just smiled and said, "The world of life has never been peaceful, so what are the multiple places of reincarnation?"

"You, old monk, are used to worrying too much."

The next moment, the man's eyes were as bright as a torch, and the paths all around him were blooming with such vast majesty that the sun, moon and stars in the boundless starry sky were trembling.

"Old monk, you can't stop me from waiting today."

"And I want to see what you are and what you really are?"

In an instant, as if time and space were repeated, after a burst of bright fairy light, there were no more perfect human men or old monks in the field.

Seeing this, countless monks and creatures showed despair in their eyes. Just now, they thought they saw a glimmer of hope for survival.

Killing occurs again in an instant.

In the thirteen Immortal Lands, I don’t know how many monks or creatures came here. Together, the number is in the hundreds of millions.

Although there are only 100,000 perfect humans, it is a pity that they are still useless and are not on the same level.

In the field, the nine sun-transforming clans exerted their strength. They transformed into the sun at the same time, sandwiching the four perfect human beings in the Tribulation Realm in the middle, trying to refine them alive.

Seeing this, the remaining three shackle immortals turned a deaf ear, as if in their eyes, anyone could die, even the descendants of the same clan.

On the other side, 'Li Chuyi' used his two extremes of heaven. He was already at the peak of void refining, and with the blessing, his killing power reached an unimaginable level.

Against the many shopkeepers of the Miracle Pavilion, even if there were one against many, they were not at any disadvantage. Even the straight knife in his hand was covered in blood at this moment.

"Shop Manager Li, it seems that you are determined to betray me today?"

The good man's face is as dark as water. He no longer has the smiling face before, or it is more appropriate to say that he has taken off his disguise.

They displayed their dharma bodies, each of them thousands of feet tall, like gods, surrounding 'Li Chuyi' in the middle.

"I repeat, no more words are needed."

'Li Chuyi''s eyes were cold, and even his hair color turned extremely red inch by inch. This was the overflow of the murderous aura of heaven.

He swung his sword, and a line of red light connected to the sky and the earth, as if it came from eternity, and instantly split a Lianxu shopkeeper in half.

"Haha, you're just a fake, but you really treat them as friends and protect them like this." The good man sneered.

"In that case, I'll kill them first."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yulong took the lead and turned into a long snake. It roared as if it could swallow the sun and the moon, and then swooped towards Lin Daiyu and other small figures.

At this moment, a cold and pitch-black city fell from the sky. At the same time, waves of tyrannical blood evil aura filled the air and turned into bloody barriers, protecting Lin Daiyu and others in the middle.

It's the city of trapped beasts.

"Li Chuyi, your Magic Pavilion is still having internal strife?" Rong Yan's cold voice immediately sounded.

"Don't worry about it."

"Haha, let them die?"

'Li Chuyi''s expression froze for a moment, and he struggled to say two words, "Thank you."

Next, the two didn't say much, they just started fighting with other shopkeepers and even the perfect humans.

"It may be useless to resist, but giving up and waiting for death is the behavior of a weak person."

Suddenly, Rong Yan said this, but his eyes glanced at 'Li Chuyi' from time to time.

Seeing that the other party didn't respond, he couldn't help but wonder in his heart. According to the other party's temperament, shouldn't he be angry and yell like that at this time?

Within the bloody barrier, Luo Yu was amazed.

"What happened to Brother Li after he left the Land of Immortal Fall? Why did his cultivation improve so quickly?"

"We formed elixirs at the same time, and I was still a Nascent Soul. Moreover, how did he become the chief treasurer of the Miracle Pavilion, and know so many alien races from outside the world?"

On the side, Wei Wushuang shook his head, as if he had seen the figure in the land of immortal death, who was dressed in blood, with a smile on his face, and a small skeleton on his head.

"I don't know either. We are both building the foundation of Heavenly Dao, and I have just become a god."

Mo Yu coughed: "We are both building the foundation of heaven, but I am still the Nascent Soul."

On the side, Lin Daiyu looked at the woman beside him, his eyebrows filled with love, "Lianyi, we may not be able to go back."

Seeing this, Lianyi's eyes were still filled with autumn water.

She laughed softly: "It's okay."