Chapter 1323

The name change of Xifan World is less than 2,000 years old.

The creatures who once lived in this world will never forget the fear of being ruled by the crows of death. It was a dark and cruel era of devastation, which was described by historians of all races as a history of bloody hell.

According to historical records, until one day, the strongest king of the Death Crow Clan, the three-legged Death Crow King, left this world through the gate of time and space, and went to an unknown distant foreign world to discover ancient treasures. Only then did the ethnic groups start a large-scale resistance movement against the revolution.

And among them, the first to lead all the clans to resist was the king of Xifan of the three-star vulture clan!

Hundreds of years before and after, the death crow clan lost the three-legged Death Golden Crow King, and gradually lost in the resistance of many ethnic groups, and the death empire established in the past fell apart.

The Hundred Clans entered a new era at that moment, and established the Xifan Empire in the name of Xifan.

However……

The history of the Xifan Empire is short, and the three-legged death crow, who had left this world for hundreds of years, came back when the empire was first established!

The change of the world, the collapse of the empire, the demise of the ethnic group, all the changes made the three-legged death crow completely lose its mind and fell into hysterical madness.

For the three-legged death crow, it was only a short time to leave the mother world and go to a distant foreign world to participate in a forced civilization war, but for the Xifan world, hundreds of years have passed.

A great war breaks out!

The three-legged death Golden Crow King is stronger than ever.

But it seems that he was seriously injured while exploring the ancient treasures. After returning to the Xifan world, his physical strength was severely exhausted. After killing a large number of powerful people from the hundred clans, he was finally defeated.

However, the three-legged death Golden Crow King is too strong. As the king of the dark age, even if the three-legged death Golden Crow King loses, it is not the kings of all clans who are just dying. After some physical strength, the world will inevitably be dragged into endless darkness again. Never ending!

As a last resort, Xifan, the also weak three-star vulture king, cast the Sanxingdui sealing technique at the cost of his own life, completely sealing this peerless powerhouse, and alerting his descendants to eternal protection.

After that, the strong men of each race passed away one after another, and the stronger the race, the more they suffered heavy losses due to the deliberate care of the three-legged death Golden Crow King, and were wiped out by the once weak races.

Hundreds of years later. The adjacent world Telama opened the gate of the world and tried to invade the Xifan world. Although the sovereignty of the world was defended under the all-out counterattack of the Hundred Clans, the withered Hundred Clans also declined further, and the Xifan World thus entered Age of withering.

After that, the Sanxingdui family became the lonely guardians of the world, inheriting Xifan's will, and guarding the Sanxingdui seal for generations.

At the seal of Sanxingdui, the mountains look around. It was a fragmented ancient battlefield, without any resources, and was not concerned by the few weak empires established by later generations. It was desolate.

Gradually. With the passing away of the last strong men of the withered era, the newly established empires did not pay attention to the stories of those ancient mythological generations, and developed black gold technology, fighting each other for resources. The empire is fighting for hegemony, creating a new era.

All stories seem to end here.

With the advent of a new era, the world will be driven by black gold technology. And took a completely different path.

However……

"Death Lupine! Success!"

A death crow lingering in the breath of death, as a rare third-level powerhouse in this world, kneels down in front of a cauldron in the gloomy cave at this moment, sonorous and indignant.

"I collected all the feathers left in this world during the battle of the three-legged death Golden Crow King in ancient times, and finally refined this death feather fan! With it, we will be able to rescue the great three-legged Death Golden Crow King and restore The glory of our death crow family, let this world repeat its former glory!"

The three-legged death crow roared loudly.

"We want to rescue the great three-legged Death Golden Crow King! We want to recover the Death Crow Clan! We want to defeat the despicable Xifan's descendant, the Three Star Vulture! We want to..."

And as the death crow roared, tens of thousands of death crows, large and small, staring at the black flames in the cave, also uttered unwilling mourning and high-pitched grief.

All of a sudden, the sounds of "croak", "croak", "croak" and "croak" in the cave came one after another, endlessly.

...

Sanxingdui is a huge mountain with a gentle slope, or it may be a huge tomb of unprecedented scale.

The fragmented land in all directions is the remains of the ancient battlefield, only Sanxingdui stands tall and unmoving, standing in the center of the ancient battlefield in the Xifan World.

"Black gold technology is gradually destroying the rules of this world. Our power is getting weaker and weaker. This fragmented world no longer gives us stronger power."

A female three-star vulture with a golden five-pointed star branded on its forehead murmured.

"Lilia, don't dwell on the past. This is a change of the times, and no one can stop it. We just need to remember our mission, protect Xi Fan's will, and never let this death devil harm the world again."

An old man came over and stood on the branch of this tall pine tree.

"The spies of the messengers of death appear again. Every few decades, those evil and ugly messengers of death will try to break the seal. Count the time, this time it should be soon again. During this period of time, we must strictly guard, absolutely Those messengers of death cannot be allowed to succeed."

The old man's words made Lilia bow her head respectfully.

"Yes, with you here, those messengers of death will never succeed."

...

after a few months.

croak! croak! croak! croak! quack

The black crows all over the sky tried to break through the defensive cover above the Sanxingdui, but were shot and killed by the arrows of the three-star vulture guardians inside the defensive cover, and corpses fell from the sky one after another.

I don't know how many times I have experienced this kind of meaningless rush. Except for a few times in the final stage, when the energy of the Sanxingdui defensive shield was exhausted, these death crows often left tens of thousands of corpses, and only a few fled in despair. , becoming a humble existence that everyone in this world shouts and beats.

Whoops, whoops, whoops, whoops...

"Elder, the number of dead crows seems to be extraordinarily high this time, should we ask the outside empire for help?"

After Lilia shot and killed the death crow outside for a while through the defensive cover, she landed on the top of the ancient pine and asked the old man.

"This is the last pure land of ancient civilization. If those black gold technologies are allowed to enter, there will no longer be any three-star vultures here who can inherit the will of the great Xifan and guard this bitter cold land. If the demon king sealed below breaks out of the ground, There will be no one in this world who can stop it, and we will return to the ancient bloody hell that was shrouded in the shadow of the nightmare of death."

Just as the death elder was speaking, suddenly, outside the defensive cover, amidst the turmoil of a large group of death crows, a death crow holding a raging black flame feather fan appeared.

"You despicable three-star vultures, wait to bear the vengeful wrath of the great three-legged death Golden Crow King!"

Amidst the roar, billowing black flames fell with the death feather fan.

That is the purest death rage, and it actually formed the image of a giant death crow. Under the horrified gaze of many three-star guardian vultures, this crow with the flames of death rage stretched out its third claw and moved towards the defense. The hood grabbed it hard.

puff……

A huge gap was torn open in the defensive cover. (To be continued.)