Chu Tian looked up.

Luo'er looked up.

Lord Rat looked up.

Chu Jie and Zi Tianzun looked up.

Chu Ye and Chu Feng, who were surrounded by a sea of ​​blood and were driving their blood sea puppets to kill crazily, looked up.

The Dragon King, Fox Old, Tiger Dad, and countless brothers who were guarding the three states, who were leading a large group of monks to dig the earth and madly extract spiritual veins and mineral veins, looked up.

The Seven Elders of Gongyang, countless powerful monks and clansmen from the seven major clans raised their heads and looked at a crack in the sky that appeared out of thin air. The crack was in the shape of an eye and was of unknown length and width.

On the entire vast continent, all living creatures who heard the cheers and shouts, even those birds, beasts, fish, shrimps, crabs, etc. that had not yet developed spirituality, were inexplicably driven by a force and looked up towards the crack.

A huge, golden bare foot stepped out from the crack. The foot was hundreds of miles long, and the exposed calf was hundreds of miles long. This shows how powerful the owner of this foot is.

A huge figure squeezed out from the crack, impatiently and eagerly. Gradually, the entire body of this huge figure could be seen. It was a Cyclops as huge as a mountain range. The law chains formed by the laws of heaven and earth condensed into substance around him. Countless chains were neatly arranged together, turning into a huge halo that jumped and flickered beside him.

Countless spiritual lights flickered in the Wuliang Treasure Book. Chu Tian looked at the huge golden Cyclops and said in a deep voice, "The remains of the Cyclops clan that Taigu Wuliangtian once found in some ancient ruins!"

The golden Cyclops fell heavily from the sky, his feet on a towering mountain. He waved his fists and hit his chest like an excited gorilla, making loud "boom" sounds.

Behind him, giants like raindrops kept falling.

Silver skin, bronze skin, black iron skin, sizes ranging from tens of miles tall to hundreds of feet tall, each one with a ferocious face, and a single eye in the middle of the forehead that took up most of the face, shining brightly, and the divine light stirred the void so that it trembled.

Countless Cyclops fell from the cracks like rain. A brutal and violent voice suddenly sounded: "Get lost... We are home... We are home... Is my old nest still there?"

A bloody wing, a hideous flesh wing made up of twisted bones, flesh and scales, suddenly stretched out from the crack and knocked a large group of Cyclopses to the ground, and there was an endless stream of curses for a while.

A huge dragon head poked out from the crack. Hundreds of sharp black dragon horns densely grew on the bloody dragon head. The dragon head struggled hard and finally squeezed half of its body out of the crack.

The dragon was dozens of times larger than the golden Cyclops. So even though he knocked away a number of small giants with one wing, the golden Cyclops still didn't dare to say a word. He just glared at him angrily and took a big step with a large group of giants towards the peak that towered into the starry sky in the center of the continent.

The bloody dragon struggled fiercely, and he kept making sharp roars. After a long, long time, he finally struggled his entire body out of the crack.

The blood-red dragon with a ferocious shape like a big lizard suddenly spread its wings. A full one hundred pairs of huge blood-red flesh wings behind it spread out like a dark cloud, covering the void within a million miles.

The dragon swung its wings downward fiercely, and immediately a large area of ​​mountains and the creatures on them turned into ashes, leaving a huge round pit in its place. The blood-red dragon laughed wildly, flapping its wings and flying towards the peak where the "sky" was.

Countless blood-colored dragons fell from the cracks. These dragons, which were thousands to several miles long, howled towards the sky, continuously spewing blood-colored breath onto the ground, and then happily followed the dragons to fly towards the sky.

The Wuliang Treasure Book flashed rapidly, and Chu Tian hummed softly.

Another ancient race that had disappeared in the ancient Wuliangtian era, and only a few traces of its existence were found in some ruins - the Hundred-Winged Demon Dragon!

The powerful, terrifying, and bloodthirsty Hundred-Winged Dragon is not an easy thing to deal with.

Wisps of black flames continued to spew out from the cracks in the sky, and accompanied by a low laugh, a huge hand made entirely of black flames suddenly reached down from the cracks. The black flame hand suddenly punched downwards, and the ground was immediately filled with flames and magma. The pit that had just been blasted out by the blood-colored dragon suddenly expanded dozens of times in size.

A fire man, only about a hundred feet tall and covered in flames as black as ink, slowly floated down from the crack. Behind him, countless black fire men fell rapidly, bringing up streaks of fire that danced and circled rapidly on the ground. Wherever they passed, the mountains were burned to ashes.

"Another legendary tribe... the Black Flame Shura tribe... Even in the ancient infinite heaven, the existence of such a tribe was only speculated based on the records in the murals. Haha, it's really a chaos of demons!" Chu Tian couldn't help but stand up and stared at these black fire men.

The leader of the Black Fire Shura did not rush to the peak where "Tian" was immediately, but turned back to look at Chu Tian.

Then dozens of black fire lines cut through the void, and dozens of masters of the Black Fire Shura Clan broke through the air and punched violently at Chu Jie, Zi Tianzun and others on the jade platform.

Chu Tian snorted coldly and flicked his finger. The Green Dragon Sword, which had expanded to billions of miles in length and was covered in a chaotic gray color, rang softly. The bodies of these Black Fire Shura clan masters suddenly stiffened, and the flames on their bodies spread out violently. In the blink of an eye, they turned into wisps of black flame and dissipated.

With one sword, their souls were completely killed, but they didn't even know how Chu Tian made his move or how they were attacked.

The power of the great dream cultivated by "The Great Dream Divine Canon" kills people in a misty and ethereal state. Today, it was put to the test, and dozens of extremely powerful ancient alien races were completely wiped out silently.

The leader of the Black Fire Shura clan was stunned, looked deeply at Chu Tian, ​​and then flew towards the direction of "Sky" with countless clansmen.

The crack in the sky gradually opened up, becoming longer and wider. All kinds of strange and bizarre tribes kept falling from the crack. Many of these tribes were not even recorded in the Infinite Treasure Book. Obviously, the powerful beings in the ancient Infinite Heaven could not dig out any information about these tribes from ancient history.

Billions of alien races fell from the space cracks like a rainstorm.

One year... Ten years... One hundred years...

The number of alien races returning to this world is extremely huge. They have spent a hundred years and have not yet fully entered this world.