Natural disasters are terrible, and man-made disasters are even more terrible!

The eight Immortal Emperors of the Protoss disappeared, may have fallen, may have been seriously injured and fell asleep.

The loss of the eight Immortal Emperors meant that the order of the Immortal Realm had collapsed.

There were once eight immortal emperors, who formulated immortal laws and bound various immortals, immortal kings, and immortal emperors. All powers, all strong people, can only abide by it, just because the Immortal Emperor is powerful, not something they can resist.

It's just that with the disappearance of the eight immortal emperors, the former immortal law has lost its restraining power, and the former order is collapsing little by little.

Having lost the Immortal Emperor, the Immortal Emperor is the largest, the Immortal King is invincible, and there is no longer a tight spell to restrain them.

When the Immortal Emperor existed, many contradictions were hidden, and many strong people restrained each other, even if there was a war, it was limited, even if there was a fight, it was limited, just because the Immortal Emperor did not allow it.

And after the Immortal Emperor disappeared, everything was gone.

Running the Son of Heaven's Qi Technique, Chu Yun looked around the immortal realm, and saw that the entire immortal realm of the painting was in a fierce war, all of them were fighting and fighting, bloody battles, and killings, some of the Protoss tribes and some of the Protoss tribes were fighting, some of the Protoss and the Demon Clans were fighting, and the demons and the Protoss were fighting, fighting everywhere, fighting everywhere.

The whole fairy world of painting is chaotic, like a pot of porridge.

"It's chaotic!"

A sense of confusion rose in Chu Yun's heart, and he only felt that there were enemies everywhere, and there was no sense of belonging.

After the loss of order, many people became beasts, killing enemies to the extreme, and killing their own people was even more cruel.

The various races are fighting each other, and each race is also fighting within itself, and it seems that if you don't kill, you just feel itchy.

"Doom. After losing the suppression of the Immortal Emperor, losing order, they all became beasts!"

Chu Yun smiled bitterly, a little helpless.

Stepping on the light under my feet, thinking about flying somewhere, all of a sudden. When I stopped, I saw a city beneath my feet.

I saw that this city was broken, the protective formation on the city had been completely broken, and there were many dead corpses in the city, most of the monks had died, and the ground was full of blood.

"Huh!"

Chu Yun's heart moved, and he suddenly felt a faint breath.

His body flickered. When I arrived in a city, in a broken house, I saw the body of a woman.

Next to the woman's corpse, there was a baby, sleeping peacefully, dreaming.

The only survivor in this city is this baby.

The baby was alive. Just because my mother gave up her life and burned her blood. The soul evolved into a defensive formation to resist.

The mother died, the baby survived.

"What a poor child!"

Chu Yun sighed slightly, moved his hand, and held the baby in his arms. The body moved, and disappeared without a trace.

Woooooo

A black wind howled.

In the fairy realm of painting, in a certain area, in a city, there are demon monks. These demon monks. Most of them were Heavenly Immortal cultivators, and their faces were full of panic, urging the formation, trying their best to defend, but the black wind was too violent and the strength was too strong.

In just a moment, all the formations of the city were destroyed, and with a roar, they swept in, and suddenly on the city, some demon monks were urged by the black wind and immediately turned into ashes.

The black wind is blowing again, and it is about to destroy this city.

Suddenly, a soft white light appeared, enveloping the city, and the black wind blew, but it was difficult to shake the slightest.

And surrounded by white light, I saw a man appear, with the aura of a king on his body, as if he was the master of the fairy world.

"This is the Immortal King!"

"The fairy king made a move, and in danger, he saved me and others!"

"Meet the Immortal King!"

I saw the monks kneeling on the ground, thanking for saving their lives.

This immortal king is none other than Chu Yun.

Looking at the fragile monks, in the face of the calamity, they had no power to resist, and they died like ants, and in a trance, Chu Yun thought that there were so many weak people in the fairy world.

As soon as he ascended to the immortal realm, Chu Yun achieved the immortal king.

It can be said that he has ascended to the sky in one step, and he has not experienced the suffering of the low-level monks, nor does he know the sorrow of the low-level monks.

The immortal king cultivates to be able to be looked at by him a few times, and the immortal emperor is qualified to become his enemy, as for the immortal king, he is too lazy to take a few looks.

But in the immortal world, there are too few and too few who can achieve the immortal king, most of the residents, most of the monks, and most of them are hovering under the immortal king, and they are precarious in the face of calamity.

Stepping on the light under his feet and walking around, Chu Yun had seen too much destruction, seen too much death, and with a wave of his hand, he saved the lives of many low-level monks. And this city is just one of many that are about to be destroyed.

With a wave of his hand, Chu Yun saw that the city had disappeared and entered a bright ball of light.

And this ball of light is the country of harmony.

The Harmony Realm, the world evolved from the Avenue of Harmony, is extremely strong and the best at defense, it can be said to be a strong big shield, a sturdy turtle shell. Entering the realm of harmony, those storms of destruction, those catastrophes, can no longer enter, calm and harmonious.

Inside and outside the kingdom, two completely different worlds, in a trance, the harmonious kingdom seems to have turned into the final pure land.

"Thank you Immortal King, for saving your life!"

"The grace of the immortal king's life, I will never forget it!"

The survivors thanked Chu Yun for his life, and with a trace of gratitude, the power of faith was derived and began to smelt into the bloodline, and Chu Yun only felt extremely comfortable.

It's just that the next moment, with a little finger, integrates these power of faith into the harmonious country and strengthens the country.

And in the dim fairy world, balls of light rose one by one, and countless powers struck, saving them in the calamity.

Those balls of light represent the immortal kingdoms, the immortal empires, the last pure land, the only place of vitality.

And along the way, Chu Yun met too many immortal kings and immortal emperors, and they all took steps to protect the clansmen of their own clan, but the immortal realm was too big and there were too many living beings. Even if the strength of the Immortal King and the ability of the Immortal Emperor are exhausted, they can only try their best to protect some of their own clansmen, some close monks, and some henchmen.

As for some of the outlying tribesmen, some of the branches, etc., all of them were abandoned.

It's not that I don't want to save it, but I can't do it.

Chu Yun walked around, saving the suffering creatures one by one and bringing them into the kingdom.

Whether it's the demon race, the demon race, the god race, the desolate race, etc., regardless of race, as long as it is needed, all of them are packed into the kingdom and sheltered.

A day later, except for the immortal king, the creatures in the immortal empire, and the creatures that were sheltered, most of the creatures in the immortal realm were all extinct.

In the catastrophe, less than one in twenty survived. (To be continued.) )