Doomsday Raiders

"He has seen another wave of people!" Zuo Jiang suddenly pulled Zhong Han's arm in surprise and said, "Did you hear that there is another wave of people, could it be Xinyu? Could it be?"

"Ahhh~" Wujiang yawned and avoided the two of Zuo Jiang and said, "Stop whispering." He lay down on the flower tree again: "I can hear what you say, it's not Wuwei With the help of the Immortal, how can this mortal thing be hidden from the Great Immortal!"

"A lead?" Zhong Han and the two looked at each other.

"Who is the Immortal of Wuwei you keep talking about? Is she very powerful?"

"Is it amazing?" Wujiang pouted and said, "Cut, take it off. Her old man is the master who pierces through the fairyland when she gets angry. Otherwise, you can still see me?"

"Wuwei has something to do with wearing the Immortal Realm?" Thinking of what he saw in Tianbao Secret Scroll, Zuo Jiang trembled unconsciously: "The Immortal Realm has already been worn out, so how many people have to die is enough..."

"Boy!" Wujiang sat up suddenly after hearing this. He looked at Zuo Jiang seriously, looked up and down, left, right, left, right, and right for a while, "You are a mortal, why do you seem to know a lot of things?"

Zuo Jiang suddenly covered his head, "Why, why only eight people survived! Only eight people..."

"Eight!" Zuo Jiang hugged his head in pain and cried, "No one can escape, there are only eight..."

"Zuo Jiang!" Zhong Han pulled Zuo Jiang into his arms, "I can get through anything, you don't have to be afraid of anything with me, even if there are only eight people left to live, you will be one of them! "

"Well, Zhong Han! My head hurts, why do you want me to know so much, but I can't do anything...why..."

"Don't cry, don't cry." Hugging Zuo Jiang, Zhong Han knelt on the ground, his shirt was gradually soaked by the moisture on his chest, he stroked Zuo Jiang's head in panic, and kept calming Zuo Jiang's emotions , automatically ignoring the bursts of hot breath on his chest: "It's okay, maybe it's fake? Where did you know that?"

"From a book..."

"Is it called Tianbao Secret Scroll!" Wujiang yelled out, "The Tianbao Secret Scroll that disappeared from the fairy world for more than half an era is in your hand?"

Seeing Zuo Jiang's shocked expression of being guessed right,

Wujiang frowned and said: "It shouldn't be, in any era, so many people would not die, so why not return to chaos?"

"What is your name... Zuo Jiang? Yes, Zuo Jiang, tell me quickly what you saw." Wu Jiang slowed down his tone, his eyes were like cold silverware, shining with ice crystals, " This is very important to our Jianmen." He said: "My Jianmen has gone through eighty era calamities, and the ninth and eighty-first catastrophe will definitely not break the inheritance of my Jianmen!"

"What catastrophe is a great catastrophe? What can you do if even a saint can't change it?"

Zuo Jiang smiled as if he had lost his soul, and he looked at Wujiang foolishly: "You don't know what despair is if you haven't experienced it. The first catastrophe after Pangu created the world, the tribulation of the three clans, the unicorn disappeared since then, and the dragon Shen Haifeng ascended into the sky, and the three clans that once dominated the prehistoric world became the laughing stock of the world."

"Good boy, let's stop thinking about it." Zhong Han gently hugged Zuo Jiang, stroked his hair and said distressedly: "Let's not think about it, okay? Don't think about it..." Zhong Han turned Zuo Jiang around The body was completely embraced in his arms and held tightly, but Zuo Jiang didn't feel the same. He didn't even lift his head, and continued to recall tremblingly: "After the tribulation of the three clans, the heavenly monster clan should be prosperous, but the earth The witch clan was unwilling, so the Lich Tribulation started again. Which of the Twelve Ancestral Witches was the easiest one, but in the end, Gonggong smashed into Buzhou Mountain in anger, and Houtu established a ghost world, incarnated in reincarnation..., Twelve Ancestors Wu who is still alive? The catastrophe cannot be stopped..."

"What happened later? Even the eight sages under Hongjun were also involved in the Epoch Tribulation. Didn't they all say that karma does not affect the body? To lead Zhunti to become a Buddha, there is a shortage of people in the West, so the Conferred Gods and Heavenly Tribulation started again. Tongtian, primitive, human, the two religions are incompatible with each other, Jiang Ziya defeated the king and enshrined the gods, how many people from the two religions have been taken to the west by the introduction, and the sages have nothing to do..."

"There is also the subsequent Heavenly Tribulation of Demon Sealing... Saints will not be allowed to enter the world from now on..."

"Do you know how powerful the sage is?" Zuo Jiang looked at Wujiang, "How powerful Kunpeng is. During the Lich War, he was a Heavenly Demon Master, but because he snatched Zhun's seat when he was listening to sermons in Zixiao Palace, After Zhunti was sanctified, he hibernated in the bitter cold of the extreme north and dared not come out, and he could only come out for a walk during the catastrophe of heaven and earth!"

"These ancient secrets are also circulated in the fairy world, so it's not the only thing in the Tianxuan secret volume?"

Wujiang looked at Zuo Jiang who had calmed down and continued to ask.

"Well." Zuo Jiang nodded, he squeezed into Zhong Han's arms again, and said a little weakly: "There is another reason, he also said the reason for the appearance of Ji Yuan Jie..."

"What's the reason?" This time, not only Wujiang, but even Zhong Han looked at Zhong Han seriously.

"The reason sometimes looks ridiculous!" Zuo Jiang rubbed his head leaning against Zhong Han's arms, and he changed a comfortable position to lie in Zhong Han's arms and said: "The first tribulation of the three clans was caused by the prehistoric resources. Limited, no one checks and balances the dragon and phoenix races, wantonly destroyed the prehistoric spiritual power system, so Hongjun said, "The demon clan should thrive!" In heaven, Emperor Jun and Xihe gave birth to ten golden crows, which broke the rules of the world, the monster race won the way of heaven, and the witch race had a legacy, but it suffered for other creatures on the earth, and then Hongjun said, "The human race should be prosperous!", So there was another Lich War. After the Lich War, the human race became the mainstream, and the two of Ying Zhunti became saints and realized Buddhism. Then Hongjun looked at the fertile East and the barren West and said, "Buddhism should be prosperous." ’, so there is another Great Tribulation of Conferred Gods..."

"According to what you said." Wujiang nodded his chin with his hand: "The calamity of the era seems to be to maintain the normality of heaven! Then what do you mean when you say that only eight people can survive?"

Zuo Jiang laughed bitterly, "In the last chapter of the Tianxuan Secret Volume, it is written, 'When the white stars fall, the fairy world will be broken, and those who have slept for thousands of years will wake up, and the heaven and earth will remake the rules. Humans and demons, only eight can live forever!'”

"Eight people,...forever...live...the last chapter records, I'm afraid someone is about to become a saint! Isn't it only eight people who can live?" Wujiang moved his mouth a few times, paused for a moment, and he His mouth moved a few more times, "It's strange, I can't say that!"

"No, Wuwei is an immortal!" Before Wujiang had time to think, he saw a transparent figure rising from behind Zuo Jiang. The figure was more than ten meters high. If Zhong Han and Zuo Jiang could see it, they would surely Surprised to find that this transparent portrait is exactly the same as the broken statue in the hall just now...

"There are some things you shouldn't say!" The portrait didn't show any expression, she pointed at Wujiang in a normal way, "poof..." Wujiang struggled and only spat out a mouthful of blood. He touched his chest and said to Wuwei with his thoughts: "Thank you sir The grace of immortals not killing!",

"En." Wuwei nodded, and his tall figure gradually dissipated...