Chapter 2143: Luoshuicheng

Luoshui, also known as Luo River, is a branch of the ancient Yellow River in Kyushu, and it is also one of the birthplaces of the Eight Desolate Races.

In the ancient Luoshui, there were countless tribes that multiplied. From ancient times to the present, the Luoshui has produced the largest clan, the Luo family, whose ancestors can be traced back to one of the three emperors.

The Luo family had ups and downs for several times, and the people scattered in and out of the Eight Desolations, occupying the richest area on the bank of Luoshui, and dominating the Eight Desolations, which can be said to be the largest clan in the Eight Desolations.

Before the Flood Era, the Common Lord of the Eight Desolations was the Luo family. The rest of the Seven Desolations were managed by different clans and tribes. However, after the Flood Era, the escaped alien race from the void, the wandering civilization that annihilated the world, accompanied the divine domain. Arrived in the Eight Wastes.

The native human races and the hundred races of the Eight Desolations have been compressed by these foreign civilizations and there is almost no room for survival. Even the emperor of the Eight Desolations is unable to fight against the vast God Realm.

The territories that the Emperor of Heaven, Human Emperor, and Emperor Ming couldn't control were enough to show that the power of God's Domain was so great that only part of it was revealed.

Fallen City.

Located on the bank of Luoshui, it is less than 100,000 li, and its city has a radius of eight thousand four hundred li, which is not much in one mile and not in one mile, which symbolizes the world and the best in the world.

The city of Fallen Water was indeed the No. 1 city of all seas and wastes, but now it is the yellow flower of yesterday, the hustle and bustle of the past Luoshui City, the central city of all seas and wastes, gathers practitioners, merchants, foreign races from all over the world...

But now since the advent of Outland Civilization, Luoshui City is no longer prosperous, and what it has is only dilapidated and desolate. Although it is still very prosperous, it is no longer the same as it was in the past.

"It's a city of ingenious workmanship and gathering of luck. It was supposed to be the land of eight wastes and dragons, but now it is so desolate."

"The hearts of the people are broken, the luck is lost, the glory is not..."

"God's Realm, you pseudo-gods, how much hardships and hardships my Bahuang Human Race have suffered, this blood debt needs your lives to pay."

"The hometown of the emperor in the legend did not expect to descend in this way."

In the early morning, in the city of Luoshui stood an out-of-place figure, dressed in a washed almost whitish cyan moiré gown, and waving a beautiful fan in the palm of his palm. It looked like a scholar who traveled to study and a daddy family. , It is impossible to guess his identity.

The youth is not someone else, and the old demon is horribly desolate. Everyone came to Luoshui City alone. He just wandered the streets like this. From time to time, he bought two buns from the stall and bought a few spirit fruits from there, or just Going to the restaurant to buy a jar of wine seems to be extremely casual.

"Boom!"

There was a strong vibration from the street, and the ancient bronze chariot pulled by four strange beasts galloped by in the distance. Pedestrians all around evaded. No one dared to get close. When it went away, the whole street was messed up. one slice.

"A sin! When is a head..."

"Oh! Forget it! He is the second son of a direct descendant of the Luo clan. It is said that he will be able to inherit the position and name of the emperor in the future."

"Such a person can inherit the emperor..."

The street vendors on both sides complained, but they did not dare to speak. They seemed to be very afraid of the second son of Luo Shi.

"Dare to ask the old man, who was the one who just passed by? Is it possible that nobody cares if he is so fast in the city?"

Gu Huang squatted down to help an old man selling spirit fruit clean up his stall, and then asked out loud, seeming quite curious. If you know that Luoshui City is an imperial capital, there is no legal control.

In Xianyang, who would dare to be so domineering and arrogant, I am afraid that he would have been killed by a soldier.

"Guide, who dares to control, son, don't worry about it, that is the second son of Luo's direct line, it is said that he is the prince who wants to inherit the position of emperor!"

"Behind this second son are the gods. It is rumored that he has entered the six major temples and his strength is unfathomable."

"The emperor didn't dare to control too much. Don't fawn on anyone from the top of the Luo family. He also traveled to the vast land of China and went to the Dayu Dynasty to study."

"Anyway, there are too many rumors about him..."

The old man selling spirit fruit sighed helplessly. Who would dare to go against the second son of Luo Shi, is he really not afraid of death?

"Oh! The second son of Luo Shi, since he is a direct line, and he wants to inherit the emperor's crown prince, shouldn't he set an example for the benefit of the Huang Zimin?"

"Why are you driving so unscrupulously? Fortunately, most of the streets are cultivators. If there are urchins, wouldn't they be trampled to death?"

"This person is so bad in virtue, why is he qualified to inherit the throne of the emperor, is it the emperor to ignore it?"

"If one day, he really inherits the emperor, how can the people of the Eight Desolations still have a way to survive."

With the folding fan in the palm of the ancient wilderness closed, I felt that the emperor's current situation was almost embarrassed on all sides. Could it be that the emperor, the co-master of the eight wildernesses, has been completely emptied!

"My son, dare not talk nonsense, dare not talk nonsense!"

"It's fine for you to complain and complain in front of the old man, don't go out and say, if you are heard by someone with a heart, you may not be able to get out of Luoshui."

"Living way, we have long been alive, you look at this Luoshui City, according to my grandfather's generation, falling into the water has been ruined."

"Most of Luo's elders wanted to introduce the six great temples to this place. It was the Lord's life to stop them. If the six great temples dared to enter Luoshui one step, they would have to induce the ancestors to die together."

"As soon as the second son of the Luo family was born, it was said that there was a sky full of visions. The gods personally came to show their blessings, and even resonated with the ancestors. The Lord Lord has long been unable to suppress it."

"Fine, nothing, today is the ceremony of sacrifice to the sky, the inspection legion is coming soon, the annual ceremony of sacrifice to the sky..."

The old man obviously didn't want to continue speaking, because his eyes were only fear and anxiety.

"Old man, what's wrong with the ceremony, don't be afraid, although you can tell me, I promise no one will be able to hear it."

Guhuang is becoming more and more curious. Although the old man doesn't say much, he can already see the situation of the emperor, and he has really reached the point where he is almost desperate.

"Oh! This young man, the old man will tell you, the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heavens... the fundamental sacrifice is our human race!"

"Let's not talk about the far away, just say that last year's ceremony of sacrifice to the sky, 30 million li on the bank of Luoshui, a total of 1 billion people were sacrificed, all of which were children under ten years old."

"That day, blood flowed into a river, bones piled up, the monster in the sky swallowed a billion dolls in one bite, the blood rain fell for three days and three nights, and the emperor stood in the blood rain for three days and three nights."

"Billions of dolls, what kind of heaven requires a living sacrifice? Since the gods came, they have sacrificed to the heaven every year, and they have been used by the people of our human race every year."

"But we can't blame the Lord, he has done his best..."

"My son, the old man doesn't know where you are from? But the old man knows that you are not an ordinary person. You should be a strong man with great magical powers. If you can, please help us the people of the Eight Desolation Race!"

The turbid eyes of the old man flowed out of helplessness, unwillingness, humiliation, and despair, because there was really no hope in sight, and the human race had been too bitter.

"Old man, don't worry, I came to Bahuang to expel these aliens and save the people of the human race from despair. Maybe this process will not be fast."

"But I can guarantee that the people of the human race will never be bullied, and no one will dare to enslave us again."

"You will definitely see this day. This year's ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heavens will be sacrificed with the heads of the gods."

After saying that, the figure of Guhuang has disappeared, and he is almost unable to suppress the murderous intent in his heart. The blood sacrifice of one billion people... and they are all dolls under ten years old.

This is destroying the foundation of the human race, it is breaking the inheritance of the human race, and extinguishing the fire of civilization.

The blood of foreign races and gods must stain every inch of the corner.

"Gu Ye, calm down, be calm, this is the place of the emperor brother, he is already difficult enough, don't make trouble here, everything will wait until the ceremony of sacrifice to the sky, is it not a horror to make a move now."

"Spicy chicken system, my son is very calm. I was going to meet the emperor, but I was forced to such a predicament. I can't just sit idly by."

"Guye, what do you want to do? Could it be that you want to forcibly raise the emperor to the realm? You tell the system exactly what realm it must reach in order to settle everything."

"Stupid, isn't it possible that I can't do anything other than improve my realm when I look for the emperor. Let me see you first! The emperor of the Eight Desolations can only be superior to others, and how can I let others bully? It’s the face of my demon king."

"Gu Ye, if that's the case, let's go! This system can't stand it anymore. There is something that should be returned to the emperor. In the origin of the immortal world, there is also a copy of the emperor's origin of the emperor."

"Spicy chicken system, don't you say that you don't improve your realm? A copy of the emperor's origin of the immortal king, but the immortal king who can instantly set foot on the 17th step and control the origin is enough to fight against the supreme god. It seems that the garbage system is privately hidden. A lot of good things! Who else has the origin, take out all of them."

"Guye, you are thinking about eating ass. Without this source, why did the emperor die and survive, and his soul can be divided into three. Do all the ancestors of the world eat vegetarians?"

"..."

Guhuang was really not in the mood to quarrel with the spicy chicken system, his whole thoughts had disappeared, and when he reappeared, he had already appeared in the imperial palace in the center of Luoshui City.

The glorious and magnificent imperial palace in the past, like this Luoshui City, has become extremely old and desolate, and it seems that all the disasters and disasters in the world have come here.

The figure of Guhuang is in multiple dimensions, seeming to walk through every inch of the imperial palace, but no one can find him, just wandering in the imperial palace.

"Big brother…"

Suddenly, an incomparably clear and beautiful girl sound pierced through the back of Guhuang, and Guhuang instinctively turned around and saw a girl of about twenty years old looking at him with curiosity. The eyes are full of innocence and innocence.