Perfect World: Foreign Land Is King

Chapter 51 End
"boom!"

The next moment, the ancient chariot glowed and chaos surged.

In an instant, the whole world was illuminated.

The Immortal King An Lan is born!

Many people couldn't open their eyes, it was so bright there. A humanoid creature stepped out of the chariot, suppressing the Immortal King's decree with one hand, while holding an ancient golden spear in the other hand!
The spear was too dazzling, and the golden luster shone through the past, present and future, as if all generations were one, and it would last forever.

This spear pierced through the sky horned ants, pierced through the fairy king, and struck down the chaos suppressors.

When An Lan was born, his body was full of brilliance, covering his body, unable to face it, very dazzling and dazzling, just like the golden ancient spear in his hand, showing its sharp edge.

With one hand he suppressed the Immortal King's decree, and with the other he held the golden ancient spear, showing unparalleled power.

"Did He Wushuang give you permission to start a war?!"

An Lan stood there quietly, with radiance flowing and divine light that shocked the heavens and the earth!

His eyes narrowed in from a distance, and he asked softly, but there was a great majesty that directly touched the soul!
His eyes are deep, and there are actually two completely different worlds in his pupils. They are reborn, destroyed, and back and forth, which contains a great mystery!

Wherever he looked, everything became empty, and under his feet, all the rules and principles had lost their meaning. Where he stood was the Lord of the Great Dao!
Several immortals of the Crane Clan instantly felt that they were isolated from all the ways and became abandoned by the sky. What was even more terrifying was that the king's gaze seemed to make their souls explode!

"Reply... what Anlan Anlan said... was not approved by the ancestor of our clan. The ancestor is still in the Boundary Sea!"

An immortal from the Crane Tribe said tremblingly. The gaze of the Immortal King made his mind freeze, and more importantly, an inexplicable fear swirled in his heart!

"Woo! Woo! Woo!"

In an instant, the world changed drastically. A shrill wind blew here, various evil phenomena emerged, and countless stars outside the territory resonated, flashing the supreme symbols!
Black thunder roared, terrifying gods and demons roared in the black mist, and all kinds of indescribable strange phenomena occurred, all because one person was angry!

When the immortal king is angry, the world will be destroyed! !
"You go to Tianyuan and guard it for 500 million years!"

An Lan spoke and directly defined the final result of this war!
In the foreign land, thousands of creatures and endless armies all fell limp to the ground, trembling and trembling. The anger of an immortal king was so terrifying that it would crush people to death.

"Ancestor Anlan...but...!!"

The immortal of the Crane Clan knelt on the ground, quite unwilling to do so. What else did he want to say?
"But what! Do you want to be killed?"

Seeing what the Crane Clan Immortal wanted to say, the golden-backed bull suddenly retorted dissatisfiedly!
The king cannot be humiliated!

Does a mere immortal want to disobey the king's order?

An Lan turned to look at the immortals of the fallen blood phoenix lineage, his face expressionless!

"Hand over Luo Mo's inheritance, and I will hold a competition as a reward for No. 1!"

The majestic sound spread throughout the foreign land, not through the air, but through the avenue. Wulun could hear this sound wherever he was, making countless creatures excited and shocked!
It's over!

An Lan entered the ancient chariot full of sword marks. He did not ask for Luo Mo's ancient scriptures, and he was not only of the same blood as the blood phoenix, as if what he said was the truth of the world!
After all, who dares to resist what an immortal king says!
Everyone knew that Anlan Anlan did not bother to seize the opportunity of his juniors. This was a loss of his own identity, not to mention that he would not think that other people's avenues would be better than his own!
"Tap! Tread! Tread!" The golden-backed bull pulled the cart again, and gradually disappeared into the horizon with a strange pace!

"Farewell, Ancient Ancestor Anlan!"

In a foreign land, many creatures knelt down and worshiped where An Lan left!

A genocide war ended like this without any end!

In the end, several immortals from the Crane Clan looked at each other and remained silent. Seeing that the situation was unstoppable, they retreated decisively and quickly disappeared.

This is the scary thing about the Immortal King. One person is the general trend and can influence the course of history at will to develop in the direction he wants!
The fallen blood phoenix lineage did not pursue. After all, an immortal king gave the order, and they did not dare to disobey!
"Such a small-scale battle is so terrifying. I don't know what the scene will be like on the Imperial Pass battlefield."

A great monk who was about to enter the Imperial Pass battlefield spoke in a low voice and thought of a lot.

"Woooo~!"

Not long after, the Crane Clan's horn sounded again, but this time it was a retreat. The world was in turmoil. The Crane Clan's army retreated like a tide, and gradually disappeared into the ancestral land of the Fallen Blood Phoenix!
Afterwards, the alien beasts roared and the demonic birds flew into the air, flying towards the distance. The soldiers on the Fallen Blood Phoenix side also began to retreat under the leadership of the general.

The ancestral land of the fallen blood phoenix lineage is not a good place and is not suitable for living beings to live in. Most of these soldiers are cultivating and living in some affiliated races!

Along the way, the soldiers from all tribes were silent. This time they suffered a big loss. Although their high-end combat power was not bad, their mid- and low-end combat power was much worse than that of the Crane tribe!
Looking back, I saw corpses one after another scattered across the wilderness, mutilated. Some were put into coffins and carried away, while others were carried away on the backs of mounts!
These are all dead monks, some are very famous strong men, and some are unknown soldiers. They all have the same fate in this battle, to die in battle!

And this is only part of the loss, because more monks exploded directly, leaving no bones and nothing in the battle of the strong.

"Is this a bloody battle? It's really cruel, but only those who give up will gain something."

Cang Wu stood in the void, his eyes were calm, but he clenched his fist tightly!
He hates having his destiny controlled by others, and he even finds it even harder to tolerate his own weakness!

"The tempering of blood and fire is the theme. It's time for me to become stronger quickly. Time waits for no one!"

Cang Wu looked at the direction An Lan was leaving and murmured to himself, wondering what he was thinking!
"Is this a competition held by the Immortal King? I want to see who can win the ancient Rama Sutra from me!"

"Crane Clan, don't let me meet you, or I will kill you until your tribe dies!"

This time, the scale of the war between the two clans was not large. It could only be regarded as a small-to-medium-scale fierce battle, but many creatures died and the earth was soaked red.

Gradually, the entire army became quiet and walked silently towards home.

Even those powerful ferocious beasts stopped roaring and returned silently. Some giant birds cast large shadows on the ground and headed forward.

This silence, this silence, seems extremely depressing!

"He Wushuang's master is still too terrifying. Even An Lan dare not deny him face. Otherwise, there would be no such competition!"

Cang Wu thought about it carefully, and then turned into a divine light and escaped into the depths of the ancestral land!
(End of this chapter)