The God Clan's Pets: Getting Rich by Raising Ghosts and Taming Beasts

Suddenly, the earth seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force.

Every rock and every grain of dust seemed to be endowed with life,

They squeezed and collided with each other, making a deafening roar.

Amid this deafening sound, tiny cracks began to appear on the surface of the earth.

They spread rapidly like a spider web.

Then, these cracks seemed to be torn apart by an invisible giant hand, and gaps appeared before their eyes.

These chasms are deep and dark, like the gaping mouth of the earth, swallowing everything around them.

The rocks on both sides of the ravine were torn into pieces, forming countless sharp edges, which flashed coldly under the setting sun.

What’s even more thrilling is that as the earth continues to tremble, these gaps continue to widen and deepen.

They are intertwined, spread, and tend to expand.

Many enemies or our own people fell into the chasm due to carelessness and disappeared without a sound.

After Sister Meng put Luo Ningsang down, she rushed out.

What a heavy loss of life!

You Shuang, Luo Mingxuan, and Mo Wei were struggling at this time, but they were also seriously injured.

Ruofu fell into Zhanxun's arms.

Ye Zhanying had no choice but to use Taiyin True Water.

In order to protect Zhou Muyao, Zhou Muyao's mother died in front of the fat man.

Nan Mo was surrounded by the strong men of the Tianyin clan and was preparing to break out. She was also seriously injured.

The sudden appearance of the chasm slowed down the enemy's attack.

We also gained an opportunity to buffer.

A large number of logistics personnel were treating the seriously injured on the front lines and carrying the bodies of those who had fallen asleep.

But because of the gap, we have to be extra careful at this time.

Qianxi is still absorbing the last soul.

And the person who was fighting with the Emperor in the sky not far away turned into two people.

Yuwen Zhi was already seriously injured at this time. Seeing the arrival of the ancestor, he was overjoyed.

The voice was excited and excited:

"Ancestor, Ancestor, why are you here?

Is your body in good shape?

You also brought the relics.

Very good!!"

The old man with white hair and beard, who was called the ancestor, looked angry.

He slapped Yuwen Zhi mercilessly:

"What did I say to you last time? Have you forgotten it so quickly? "

Yuwen Zhi covered his red face:

"It is my fault that this bunch of rabble has troubled me to come all the way here."

The ancestor slapped Yuwen Zhi on the other side of his face:

"You bastard! Is this what I'm talking about?

Last time someone came to my house, I told you,

The White Tiger Family cannot interfere in the affairs of the Thirty Thousand Realms! Cannot interfere!

But you insist on attacking the lower realm! ?

If I hadn't woken up today, how much trouble would you have gotten into!! "

There were clearly visible red slap marks on both sides of Yuwen Zhi's face.

Yuwen Zhi knelt on the ground at this time, but his brows were full of resentment:

"My son Yuwen Yao died at the hands of that bitch. I'm so sorry!

"Ancestor, Yao'er is also a genius of the Yuwen clan that you favor!"

The old ancestor's brows darkened at this time, he counted with his fingers, and suddenly sighed: "That is the fate of that child.

If you could have let go the last time Nan Ming Chen attacked the Three Thousand Realms,

My White Tiger clan can continue for another thousand years.

well......"

Yuwen Zhi's bronze muscles tensed up at this moment, and he refuted the ancestor for the first time:

"Ancestor, everything I have done in the past ten thousand years is for the White Tiger Clan!

Ten thousand years ago, you fell into a coma due to a great catastrophe in your life span. In order to extend your life span,

That’s when I started thinking about the thirty thousand realms.

A small realm of thirty thousand can buy the ancestor ten thousand years of life!

In exchange, the White Tiger clan will prosper for thousands of years!

Even if I, Yuwen Zhi, am stripped of my flesh and blood, and my soul is annihilated,

I, Yuwen Zhi, will never regret it!"

The old ancestor looked at Yuwen Zhi who was kneeling on the ground with a look of disappointment on his face and sighed:

"Do you know that this prosperity was achieved at the cost of the entire White Tiger clan's descendants?

well....

Well, if I wasn't burdened by this body, I could always take care of you.

You wouldn't make such a big mistake in ten thousand years! !"

The old ancestor took out a square box, which contained countless large and small relics.

Some of these relics are blood red, some are pure white, and some are transparent golden yellow.

At this moment, they are lying quietly in the square box, each of them emitting an extremely bright light.

Under the external force of the ancestor, many relics began to crack from the inside.

Just like a cracked egg, the skin keeps falling off.

Just like the thirty thousand realms that are now broken and divided.

While the two were talking, Nan Mingchen had already arrived beside the lotus.

The entire battlefield can only be described as tragic.

The sky seemed to be dyed blood, losing its former tranquility and blueness.

The smoke filled the air, blocking out the sun's rays and plunging the entire world into darkness and chaos.

The air was filled with a strong smell of scorched earth, blood, and death, making it suffocating.

The horrors of war are beyond imagination, and countless lives have been lost in this catastrophe.

On the battlefield, corpses piled up like mountains, some of them were incomplete.

Some are so unrecognizable that only the outlines of humans or animals can be vaguely discerned.

The blood dyed the earth red, gathering into twisting rivers, flowing towards the distance with no end in sight.

The wails, cries, and screams came one after another, interweaving into a heartbreaking song of sorrow.

In addition, the chasm on the ground was like a wound in the earth, constantly expanding and deepening, as if it was going to swallow up everything.

These gaps have not only become traps for people, but also the place where countless innocent lives end.

People were running and struggling in the chaos, trying to escape the clutches of death.

But often, if you are not careful, you will fall into the endless abyss, disappear in the darkness, and never come back.

Those who fell into the gap, their figures looked so helpless and desperate at the last moment.

Their eyes are filled with desire for life and fear of death.

But all this cannot change the fate they are about to face.

Their bodies were cut by sharp rocks as they fell, and they let out heart-wrenching screams.

These voices were soon drowned out by other, more tragic sounds and became an insignificant part of the war.

In addition to those who fell into the chasm, the battlefield was littered with wounded.

Some of them lay on the ground groaning in pain, while others dragged their broken bodies and crawled with difficulty.

Their wounds were horrifying, some were torn by enemies, some were burned by flames, and some were cut by sharp blades.

Blood continued to flow from their wounds, staining their clothes and the surrounding land red.

Their eyes were filled with the desire to survive and confusion about the future, but in this cruel battlefield, their fate seemed to be doomed.

The hope that Qian Xi brought with him by leading billions of beasts was destroyed, and human nature was distorted to the extreme.

Many people kill each other in order to survive, and family affection, friendship and love become insignificant under the threat of death.

The people who were blood-thirsty were still guarding in front of Lotus, fighting hard against the enemy.

And those innocent civilians became victims of this war, their lives disappeared silently in the gunfire.

The safe area behind the lotus was no longer safe, and the light had gone out of the eyes of many of the injured.

Some people want to escape from the Juxing Continent, but where can they escape to?

A chasm appeared across the entire Thirty Thousand Realms, and cracks in the ground were like demons with open mouths, ruthlessly devouring lives.

It was as if the great catastrophe that happened ten thousand years ago had happened again.

But this time, there were no more 30,000 Buddhist disciples with great merits to step forward.

Where should these people go?