Chatper 1329 (1/2)

Deep in a mountain, Yang Xuan appeared out of thin air.

This is the world inside the Emperor Pagoda, which is called the Desolate Ancient Continent, and the rolling mountain in front of him is the Great Desolate Mountain Range that appeared after Yang Xuan entered the Emperor Pagoda in the past.

There is also a Great Desolate Mountain Range in the Profound Desolate Realm of the Xuanhuang Great World, but that mountain range is much larger than the mountain range in front of him, and the intensity of the vitality of the heavens and the earth is not at all on the same level.

To put it bluntly, this mountain range is a very inconspicuous mountain in the ancient continent.

It's just that compared to the past, today's Great Wilderness Mountains seem to have been severely damaged.

Here, there are collapsed peaks and giant trees everywhere, and on the devastated land, the bodies of countless wild beasts are lying in a pool of dried blood.

The smell of blood still remained in the wind, which was strong and pungent, making people nauseous.

There is no need to release spiritual sense to probe, Yang Xuan can also feel that the birds here are extinct, the traces of people are obliterated, and there is no living being.

When he looked up, the sky was no longer blue and clear.

Above the entire sky, as if it had experienced endless killings, there was always a thick layer of blood mist that lingered.

From time to time, a gust of cold wind blows up the dead branches and leaves on the ground, making a "huhuhu" sound, as if telling a sad song.

"Don't you even spare the birds and beasts in the mountains?"

Looking at the direction outside the Great Wilderness Mountains, Yang Xuan said lightly to himself.

He was a demon, killed countless lives in his life, and his hands were covered with blood, but he would not kill indiscriminately.

He is even more reluctant to do anything like exterminating everything like this.

There is nothing wrong with fighting and slaughtering on the road of cultivation, but one has to have its own limits when it comes to being a human being.

However, it is clear that An Luo, as a monk of the Shadow family, has absolutely no such limit.

"This person should be killed, and the shadow family should also disappear from this world."

Yang Xuan's eyes turned cold, but he was not in a hurry to find Anluo.

With his current cultivation and spiritual strength, it is impossible to cover the entire ancient continent.

The Desolate Ancient Continent is a real big world. Although it has been covered in dust for a long time and isolated from the world all the year round, its area is not much smaller than that of the Xuanhuang Great World.

Of course, if Yang Xuan could refine the Imperial Pagoda, then he would be able to find An Luo's location in an instant.

Helplessly, the Refining Emperor Pagoda has to wait for Ta Ling to wake up. Before he is recognized by Ta Ling, he will never be the master of this world.

"Hey, there are still living people outside this mountain!"

Suddenly, Yang Xuan seemed to have noticed something, and took one step out of the Great Wilderness Mountains to a dilapidated ancient city full of broken walls.

"Wuling City!"

This ancient city is not big, at best it can only be regarded as a border town, but it is also the place where Yang Xuan once came.

He even killed people here and rescued Xiao Yuner, who was in distress.

"Dead, all dead, that devil is too ruthless, my Xiao family, and the people in the city, were all killed by his subordinates, it's almost inhumane..."

Walking all the way in this familiar and unfamiliar dead city, there are bloody and tragic corpses all over the ground.

In this regard, Yang Xuan was not surprised or felt pity, and just walked towards the place where the voice of grief and indignation came from.

After a while, he came to a dilapidated mansion.