Chapter 1344: Heavy atmosphere

The first thousand three hundred and forty-four chapters heavy atmosphere
"Land fairy..."
Through the chat with Amo, Yang Chen realized that there were countless realms and countless powerful people above the emperor realm.
But before him and the warriors of Canglan Continent, they always regarded Dijing as the pinnacle of mankind, and now it is a bit ironic to think about it.
Sure enough, the world is rootless and endless, and Yang Chen realized for the first time how vast the universe is.
Ah Mo was silent for a moment, and said, "Yang Chen, the real fairyland is too far away for you. What you should understand now is only the land gods. The so-called Daluojinxian and the real fairyland are not now You can touch."
Hearing what Amo said, Yang Chen nodded.
indeed.
He is now only a mere imperial realm, and he hasn't even touched the threshold of higher planes. Thinking about these things, it is indeed a little hasty.
but.
Amo's words also made Yang Chen a little curious. He couldn't help asking: "Amo, you know so much about the realm of immortals? Could it be that you were also an immortal before?"
Yang Chen has always been curious, what kind of existence is this Amo? When he talked about the real celestial realm above Daluo Jinxian, his tone was a bit dismissive...It seemed that this so-called real celestial was nothing special in his eyes?
"The fairy...?"
Hearing these two words, Ah Mo was silent for a while, and said quietly, "I said yes, said no, no, it is too long, who remembers it?"
Speaking of this, Ah Mo laughed, but did not speak any more.
However, his desire to cover up, as if he wanted to conceal something, made Yang Chen more curious.
This guy must be a ghost!
but.
Yang Chen didn't stay too much either, he directly stretched out the Dragon Sword and picked up the storage bag on the waist of the ancestor Asura. And because the ancestor Asura was dead, Yang Chen raised his hand and wiped it lightly, and the brand on the other's storage bag was erased.
However, Yang Chen didn't immediately check the contents inside. Instead, he put away the storage bag and prepared to wait for the matter here to be solved before slowly checking.
"Next..."
After doing all this, Yang Chen took a deep breath, and then his eyes slowly looked around, the look in his eyes suddenly became cold.
A sharp killing intent swept out of Yang Chen's body uncontrollably, causing the surrounding air to freeze, and a layer of ice crystals formed on the ground.
"Next, it's time to deal with the funeral."
Yang Chen muttered to himself and said in a harsh tone.
Although the ancestor of Asura is dead, his people are still alive, so in order to prevent future troubles, he can only slaughter the Asura tribe, so that he can be sure of nothing!
Thinking of this, Yang Chen's figure directly rose into the air and flew towards the distant sky. Before, he just killed half of the Shura tribe, but now, half of the Shura tribe is hidden.
Thinking of this, Yang Chen patted the storage bag of Old Ancestor Asura directly. He rummaged in the other's storage bag for a while, and finally found a red book.
"The Shura Family Tree"!
Seeing this book, Yang Chen's eyes lit up, and he flipped through it immediately.
I saw a detailed record of all the conditions of the Shura tribe in this book, including how many tribes there are, what is the name of each tribe, man or woman? Old man or child?
All are clearly recorded.
"Nowadays, from a total of 38,241 people in the Asura clan, I have just killed 2120 people. In other words, there will be...18,100 people. Twenty-one people!"
Yang Chen thought about it for a while, and he immediately reached a conclusion.
Thinking of this, he directly waved his sleeves, and an ocean-like energy whizzed out instantly. This energy was overwhelming, and soon shrouded in the sky above the Asura clan. Then, this energy turned into a golden transparent barrier, slowly falling from the sky.
Boom boom boom...
Above the barrier, runes are densely covered, as dense as tadpoles.
When the barrier fell, a huge spiritual mist was shaken out on the ground, and the golden mist rose into the sky, glowing in all directions.
If someone looked at it from a distance, they would find that the entire Asura clan’s holy ground was covered by a layer of sacred glow, where this glow was diffused, everything was revived, and spiritual power was abundant.
It's like the realm of immortals, and others have infinite imagination.
However, no one knows that under this sacred fairyland is a purgatory on earth. Countless corpses piled up like a mountain, the sky was dyed red by the soaring odor, blood flowed back, and the ground was hideous.
The reason why Yang Chen did this was to prevent the Shura people from escaping, and imposed restrictions in advance.
After doing all this, Yang Chen speeded up.
...
...
at the same time.
Shura, clan ancestral hall.
At this moment, densely packed figures gathered in the ancestral hall of the Shura clan. These people are all survivors of the Shura clan. However, at this moment, everyone's faces are surprisingly ugly, whether it is an adult or a child, everyone's expression is full of despair.
"The ancestor is dead..."
A sigh came from the crowd.
The one who was speaking was an old man with white hair and beard. He pointed to a life card on the ancestral hall that had been broken into several pieces, and said helplessly.
"Old Ancestor!" As soon as these words came out, a sorrowful wailing came from the crowd. This wailing was not only the sorrow for the death of the Asura ancestor, but also the worry and fear for the future.
The children hugged their adults tightly, their eyes looked around curiously, with doubts in their eyes. The little guys don't seem to know what fate will be waiting for them?
"Elder, once the ancestors go, you are the backbone of the clan. Tell me, what should we do next?" someone in the crowd asked aloud.
"Yes, great elder, what do you say? We can't just sit and wait for death, wait for the murderer to come to the door?" someone asked aloud.
Hearing this, the elder frowned.
He knew it was difficult.
They all knew Yang Chen's strength, the other party was able to kill the ancestors, it must be very powerful. And their group of people, wanting to fight each other, is undoubtedly seeking a dead end.
"You can't escape. The only way today is to let the children go first!" The elder gritted his teeth. He seemed to have decided something, and said, "Children are the hope of our people, and also Shura. The only hope of the clan! Even if we are all dead, we must leave blood to the Asura clan!"
"As long as they do not die, there is hope for the Asura clan!"
The elder clenched his teeth and bit his lips with blood stains. He tremblingly stretched out his hand and stroked the two children beside him, his eyes gradually showing reluctance.
"No!" Hearing this, someone in the crowd suddenly wailed.
A middle-aged woman is holding her child tightly. Her child is only a few months old, and she is sleeping peacefully at the moment in her infant.
The little guy's face was full of serenity, it seemed that he had heard the movement, the little thing frowned, and cried "Wow".
This croak cut through the silent ancestral hall and made everyone feel more uncomfortable.
"I never agree, I never agree..." The beautiful woman held the child, tears kept streaming out, she seemed to have exhausted her whole body, and she refused to loosen her own flesh and blood for a moment.
"My child is so young, and I definitely can't let him leave me! Elder, he is so old, he would die without me by his side!"