My brother is too strong.

The God of Wilderness was stunned.

Why did you hit me?

You hit the Beginning Spirit.

"Roar, damn ant..."

The God of Wilderness now only wanted to die with Lv Shaoqing.

Zhuge Xun and Wutongshu watched in silence.

This bastard, he changed his face faster than turning a page of a book.

"What are you yelling about," Lv Shaoqing yelled back in dissatisfaction, "I'll kill you!"

Ji Yan said, "I'll do it!"

The God of Wilderness was now imprisoned and unable to move.

If it was before, Ji Yan would definitely be too lazy to do it.

But this time was different, it was the God of Wilderness.

The murderer who killed the Emperor Sword.

"What's the hurry?" Lv Shaoqing knocked Ji Yan aside with his head, and he asked the God of Wilderness with a smile, "Little fake, can you tell me what kind of existence you are?"

This question made everyone prick up their ears, and even the Beginning Spirit moved slightly.

The origin of the God of Wilderness was too mysterious.

Weird, cold, terrifying, as if it turned into destruction.

Moreover, it is not just the God of Wilderness, they seem to be everywhere.

It is the darkness behind the sun, staring at the sky, looking for an opportunity to destroy the world.

What is more terrifying is that they are too powerful.

Such existence, countless classical books do not have the slightest record.

The God of Wilderness smiled coldly, "Ants, you only need to know that if you don't die now, you will die in the future."

"You, will eventually die, you..."

"Pah!"

A slap fell, slapping the words of the God of Wilderness back.

Lu Shaoqing said dissatisfiedly, "Can you speak properly?"

"I killed your main body, and you dare to be arrogant as an incarnation?"

"Ant!" The eyes of the God of Wilderness became even redder, hatred soared to the sky, and he kept struggling.

The Shiling felt a little pressure, "My child, don't provoke it."

"Damn!" Lu Shaoqing despised, "Parallel imports!"

You said that you are in the Mahayana period, but you can't even control a fusion period, what a joke.

However, seeing that nothing could be asked from the God of Desolation, Lu Shaoqing was too lazy to ask more questions and said to Ji Yan, "Oh, forget it, just kill it."

Ji Yan heard this and without saying a word, Wuqiu Sword fell.

The sharp sword intent swept, and the body of the God of Desolation was torn into pieces. Countless black mists dissipated in the sword intent.

Finally, the God of Desolation screamed, and his mind was filled with great resentment, "Ants, wait, you will regret it..."

After the God of Desolation completely dissipated, everyone felt relieved.

Shi Ling became even more excited and emotional.

"Finally solved, my child, thank you."

Lu Shaoqing's head was full of black lines, and he only hated that he was not in the Mahayana period, otherwise he would definitely kill Shi Ling.

Lu Shaoqing gritted his teeth, "I am not your child..."

Zhuge Xun and Wutongshu's eyes lit up, and they were inexplicably happy.

Can anyone cure him?

Great!

"Boom!" A dull sound rang out, and the next moment, Xiao Yi's breath rushed straight into the sky.

She entered the Refining Void Stage.

Zhuge Xun couldn't help but look up and looked at the sky above.

There was no trace of the heavenly tribulation.

This was the first time he saw someone going through the tribulation without the heavenly tribulation, and Zhuge Xun was too tired to complain.

Sure enough, the three brothers and sisters were not normal people.

"Big Brother, Second Brother!" Xiao Yi jumped in front of Lu Shaoqing and Ji Yan, her face full of joy.

Ji Yan stared at Xiao Yi and asked Lu Shaoqing, "Why is there no heavenly tribulation?"

Lu Shaoqing shrugged, "How do I know? Maybe God has given up on this idiot."

Xiao Yi's smile disappeared immediately.

It's really hard to hear a good word from the second brother.

Shi Ling said again, "My child, the Beginningless Realm transcends everything, there will be no heavenly tribulation here."

Lv Shaoqing covered his head and felt even more pain. He wanted to kowtow to Shi Ling, "Your sister, can you please stop shouting, I beg you..."

"Hurry up, let's leave here, I don't want to stay in this broken place for a quarter of an hour."

Xiao Yi raised her hand, "Second Brother, don't, don't you have something to ask?"

The wind around blew gently, like the tentacles of Shi Ling, making everyone feel comfortable, except Lu Shaoqing.

The surface of Shi Ling squirmed, as if speaking, "You have done a favor to the Beginningless Realm, just ask whatever you want to know."

The divine thoughts were gentle, like an elder, full of a sense of vicissitudes.

Lu Shaoqing threw Xiao Hei to Wutongshu, and then sat on the ground, "What do you know?"

"You don't know how the God of Wilderness came from, how the Emperor Sword came from, what else can I ask you?"

Wutongshu was the first to ask, "Senior Shiling, do you know that the outside world will die?"

Although Wutongshu has lived for a long time, he is still far behind Shiling.

Moreover, he has paid a lot to survive.The price is so high that even the memory cannot be preserved.

The first spirit was silent for a while, then slowly spoke.

"I don't know much about the outside world, but I know that every once in a while, many people will pour into the void, and then gradually disappear into the void."

"Every once in a while?" Curious baby Xiao Yi asked hurriedly, "How long?"

"According to your human time calculation, between 10,000 and 20,000 years."

"At that time, the rules of heaven and earth were solid, the spiritual energy faded, and it was difficult for human strength to increase."

"After they entered the void, few of them could hold on."

"Rather than saying they poured in, it's better to say they escaped in..."

As the first spirit spoke, a doomsday scene of turmoil in the world, reduced spiritual energy, and countless cultivators struggling seemed to appear in front of everyone.

Unfortunately, the first spirit was entangled by the God of Wilderness, and it had no time to pay too much attention to the outside world.

And the first spirit's words made the Wutong tree seem to remember something.

He nodded to indicate that what Shi Ling said was right, "Senior Shi Ling is right, I have the same impression."

"The world has changed drastically, the spiritual energy is insufficient, countless cultivators cannot make further progress, and die in despair and wailing."

"Why is this happening?" Xiao Yi asked subconsciously, she suddenly felt a little cold.

Zhuge Xun asked a more pointed question, "Senior, when will the next time come?"

Shi Ling was silent for a while, as if he was calculating the time, "It has been more than 13,000 years since the last time, it should be soon..."