Sister, I don't want to work hard

Yan Luoyun's proposal could not be described as sinister and vicious. The old fellows of the two factions pondered for a moment before expressing their agreement.

After all, in their eyes, slave monks are just property and are not regarded as human beings at all. At this critical moment, it is appropriate to sacrifice them as consumables.

So thousands of high-level monks took the order to go, and they will mobilize a sufficient number of slaves from various places, and then send them to the Twelve Capitals to be sacrificed inside the Great Array of Gods and Demons.

"...I'm afraid it's too late!"

An incarnation of the will of heaven said indifferently: "The origin of the world has been lost a lot. If we don't stop them quickly, the whole world will suffer an unprecedented catastrophe!"

Yan Luoyun's expression changed slightly. This was a straightforward warning. There was something wrong with the origin of the world, and all the monks would be unlucky. No one could survive alone.

She thought for a while before saying cautiously: "We will mobilize enough forces to come here as soon as possible, and after this incident, we will hold an unprecedented scale ceremony to sacrifice to the heavens, offering enough sacrifices to help the world recover, how about that? "

The other party nodded slightly, and the old guys around him also breathed a sigh of relief. The safety of the Wuyin Great World is related to everyone's life and path, so naturally there is no room for chance.

Half an hour later, the first batch of slave monks arrived, with a total of more than [-] million. All of them were at the level of Taiyi Golden Immortal and above, and there were also some Daluo Jinxian and Zhunshengdijun. sacrifice value.

Yan Luoyun simply gave them a few words, painting cakes is necessary, nothing more than that as long as they work hard to kill the enemy, after defeating the foreign enemy, they will be given freedom, etc., and pretended to make an oath of greatness.

This kind of insincere promise had some effect. Some of the slave monks had a brighter look in their eyes, as if they were planning to try their best.

All the incarnations of the will of heaven didn't say much, and immediately sent them into the Twelve Capitals of the Gods and Demons in batches.

"here we go again……"

Inside the formation, Qin Muling, who felt the spatial fluctuations, immediately issued a warning. Under the suppression of the Qinglian Phantom Shadow Domain, only those incarnations of the will of heaven could still send a large number of monks in.

The surrounding seniors formed a formation with solemn expressions, and Qin Muling himself raised the Primordial Blood Prison Battle Halberd. When the first group of monks emerged from the cloudy light, they were instantly hit head-on.

Thousands of piercing sword shadows rolled down, and countless thunder and lightning rays snaked and danced covering the entire place. The Infinite Origin Bell erupted into numerous waves of light and shadow, and wherever it passed, all tangible and intangible existences were crushed. Pressure, annihilation.

With the help of a large number of innate primordial treasures, this group of slave monks was wiped out in just a dozen breaths, and no one survived.

Then, the second and third batch of slave monks appeared, and they were also wiped out by the joint efforts of senior sisters and senior sisters.This level of power doesn't pose much of a real threat to them at all.

Outside, a larger number of slave monks were continuously escorted by the elders, and sent into the inside of the formation by the incarnation of the will of heaven.

It's just that an offensive of this level couldn't do anything to Qin Muling and his senior sisters, so after spending five or six hours confronting each other, hundreds of millions of monks and slaves were sent in to be sacrificed. But still stood still.

"...It seems that this method will not work. Is there any other way?"

One of the Supreme Elders frowned and said, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot. Although the loss was only a slave, it was a valuable property after all. It would be false to say that it was not painful.

So, a group of old guys got together and muttered again.

Yan Luoyun suddenly had a cruel thought in his heart: If a blood sacrifice of unprecedented scale was held now and hundreds of millions of slave monks were slaughtered as sacrifices, would it be possible to break the mysterious formation in front of him?
Or... directly control their spirits, souls, and bodies, and then let them go to the front of the big formation to explode themselves. If you do it a few more times, the destructive power will not be much worse, right?

She immediately told the old guys around her thoughts, and these ruthless big shots agreed without the slightest hesitation.

The preparation time for the blood sacrifice ceremony was a bit long, so Yan Luoyun decided to make other arrangements. At the same time, he first asked a group of slave monks to self-explode the soul body to see the effect.

Soon, more than tens of millions of slave monks were escorted over. They were ordered to surround the outer circle of the formation and stand in a specific formation position.

Yan Luoyun and other important figures withdrew to a safe distance one after another, and then issued an order.

With the sound of a series of deep and heavy drums, these slave monks who had been controlled by their souls rushed towards the formation like crazy with their faces full of unwillingness and grief, and then launched a collective self-detonation.

The earth trembled and the mountains shook in an instant, as if thousands of suns suddenly erupted, and the dazzling brilliance illuminated the dark underground as bright as day.

The first layer of space structure adjacent to the Twelve Capitals of the Gods and Demons directly disintegrated into nothingness due to the terrifying high temperature and pressure. Endless chaos and turbulent storms surged out of it, instantly flooding the area with a radius of hundreds of millions of miles.

Shocked, Yan Luoyun and other great powers have sacrificed their natal spirit treasures to resist, absorb the dissipated energy storm, and work hard to repair the collapsed space structure, so as not to be self-defeating and endanger the safety of the Wuyin Great World.

Finally, when the scene returned to calm, the mysterious formation remained unscathed, as if nothing had happened.

"Why is this the result again?"

An old guy asked in a bad tone, so many slave monks exploded themselves, it stands to reason that no kind of large formation can resist it, and it should have some effect no matter what.

"Try a few more times, please?"

Yan Luoyun gritted her teeth and said that she did not believe that this formation was eternal unless it was made by the legendary Hunyuan Saint Supreme.

Next, tens of millions of slave monks were brought over, and they tried three times in a row, with more numbers each time, but the results were still to no avail.

Finally, Yan Luoyun gritted his teeth and gave the order, gathering all the remaining over [-] million slave monks in one place, and launched a self-destruction of unprecedented scale.

At this moment, a gigantic blue lotus phantom suddenly appeared, shining brightly, suppressing all directions, carrying an eternal lonely, profound, mysterious and remote aura, overlooking all living beings from above, and counting all the violent and chaotic spatial turbulence Repression.

"Then... what is that?"

Countless dignitaries watching from a distance exclaimed in surprise, even the most experienced old antiques couldn't recognize what kind of treasure this green lotus phantom was.

Yan Luoyun frowned slightly, this phantom of Qinglian... She had already seen his power once when she was raided last time, and she didn't think too much about it at the time, but now, it seems that it is really unusual?
"What kind of heavy weapon will be in the image of Qinglian? It can't be the legend... the innate primordial nature made Qinglian, right?"

A certain old guy muttered in a low voice, which instantly attracted the attention of the audience. Everyone was shocked, and hurriedly searched for information and memories related to Qinglian, the innate primordial good fortune, from the depths of their souls.

The sporadic messages that came back made these old guys change their expressions in unison. Combined with the previous performances, it seems that this group of mysterious enemies who attacked could really be the supreme god in the legend?At least it has an inseparable relationship with it.

Only in this way can it explain why the other party can sneak into the depths of the ground without anyone noticing, even the Dao enchantment formation and the large number of natural barriers have no effect on him.

Only the Innate Primordial Creation Qinglian, also known as the 36th Grade Creation Qinglian that has been handed down for countless calamities, has truly come into the world, can it possess such miraculous power.

"It can almost be confirmed that he is the innate primordial good fortune Qinglian, and has transformed into a human being!"

The incarnation of the will of heaven said indifferently, their magical perception is far beyond that of ordinary human beings, and it is basically impossible to make mistakes in the induction and identification of such creation gods.

As soon as this remark came out, all the monks in the audience were shocked by it, and all of them stared at the black and unknown large formation with fire. People couldn't help but rushed up.

"So? We can only sit and wait for death, let him hollow out the origin of this world?"

Only Yan Luoyun asked in a bad tone.

Although I was shocked that the legendary god-defying god appeared here, no matter what, the other party wanted to plunder the original essence of this world to perfect himself, which could not be tolerated anyway.

"Perhaps, you can talk to him?"

Some old antiques tentatively suggested that since Qinglian was created by the innate Hongmeng, it must be different from the demands of the human race's mighty powers.

Furthermore, there is still a sliver of fantasy in their hearts. If they can reach some kind of agreement and contract with this legendary supreme god, maybe the hope of becoming a saint and eternal detachment will be within reach?
Compared with my own hope of enlightenment and transcendence, the safety of the entire world seems not that important.

Yan Luoyun frowned slightly: "Then how do we talk? Is He willing to talk to us?"

"Send me in alone and have a face-to-face interview with him, is that okay?"

An old guy said immediately, and was overruled by others without any surprise.

Once you, an old thing, go in, God knows if we will sell all our interests to fulfill you alone?

Unsurprisingly, another round of extremely fierce quarrels broke out at the scene. The bigwigs from all sides refused to give in to each other, and they all wanted to fight for this opportunity to face Qinglian, the innate primordial creation.

If you miss this time, you may never have the same opportunity again in the future.

"...It's really interesting, these guys who are dying are still arguing at this time!"

Inside the formation, Yu Xingning spoke sarcastically, and the seniors couldn't help but smile at each other.

Xue Bingxuan smiled and said: "Actually, I can understand it, after all, it is the creation Qinglian! For these guys, the temptation to become a saint is too great, and no benefit can be compared with it .”

Linghu Xuelan looked at Qin Muling and asked, "Junior brother, you won't be merciful to them, right?"

"How is that possible? They are not relatives to begin with, why should we let them go?"

Qin Muling asked suspiciously.

Yu Lingzhou said with a smile: "I think the female head teacher is pretty. Why don't we let her go later and capture her and make her a slave maid for you. It should be pretty good, what do you think?"

Qin Muling shook his head: "Don't make such a joke, how can she be compared with the senior sisters?"

"Hmph, little brother, you just need to understand!"

Qi Yalan covered her mouth and smiled lightly, this guy is good at everything, but he is too greedy for beauty, he is lustful like his life, really...

In the countless calamities in the past, no matter how powerful the heavens and myriad worlds are thinking about it, they would never have imagined that the incarnate body of Chuangshi Qinglian would have such virtues, would they?

Although Qin Muling was chatting and laughing with her senior sisters, the Qinglian Phantom's action of absorbing and plundering the essence of the origin never stopped for a moment, and the area of ​​the world's origin ocean was still slowly shrinking.

Judging from this trend, at most one day and one night later, nearly half of the original essence will be swept away by Qinglian phantom.

As long as the threat of the Wuyin Great World is eliminated, the Taixu Starry Sky will gain at least a hundred years of peaceful development time, and it can calmly be promoted to the Mystic-level Great World, and it is entirely possible to even set foot in the Mysterious-level middle and upper-grade Great World.

The crazy offensive outside had stopped, and a group of old guys were still arguing energetically, but no one mentioned the continued attack.

Because they have understood that facing Qinglian, the innate Hongmeng creation, no matter what kind of offensive is of no avail, negotiation is the wisest and most pragmatic choice.

It's just that the incarnation of the will of heaven next to him is unwilling to wait any longer, because the loss of the essence of the world is getting worse and worse. If he doesn't want the whole world to be reduced to ruins, he must make a decision now.

In the end, Yan Luoyun of Chiyuan Demon Palace finally overcame all opinions and reached an agreement with her old antiques, and she was allowed to go in and negotiate with Chuangshi Qinglian.Tianyun Temple can also send a representative, and the two of them will take care of each other and supervise each other.

As the light and shadow changed, two figures appeared inside the formation.

As soon as Yan Luoyun stabilized his body, he saw a streak of blood-colored thunder across the space, beating the representative of the Tianyun Temple next to him, a middle-aged man with a majestic expression, to ashes, leaving nothing behind.

it's over...

Yan Luoyun's face turned slightly pale, she didn't expect that only two people came in this time, they obviously wanted to talk, but the other party refused to give her a chance.

Moreover, in the opponent's home court, his mana cultivation was greatly suppressed, and he had no chance to run.

It's just that she waited for a few breaths, but the expected thunder attack did not come. A purple-clothed beautiful boy with red lips and white teeth, dragon and phoenix, was standing not far away, holding a majestic and star-studded blood-colored war halberd. He looked at her with interest.

"You, you are..."

Yan Luoyun asked in a low voice, her soft voice trembling slightly.

Although the other party looked harmless to humans and animals, she did not dare to take it lightly. After all, hundreds of millions of monks had already been folded into the other party's hands.

Qin Muling nodded: "As you think, I am the incarnation of Qinglian, the innate primordial creation. How do you treat it?"

"..."

Yan Luoyun's beautiful eyes were wide open, and his expression was full of inconceivability. The legendary supreme opportunity of proving the Tao, becoming a sage, and eternal detachment, actually appeared in front of his eyes like this?

Sensing the unfathomable coercion on the opponent, Yan Luoyun instantly understood that he could not have any chance, after all, there were a large group of beautiful female cultivators with stern expressions staring at him.

Thousands of thoughts ran through Yan Luoyun's heart in an instant, and then she made the decision that was most in line with her heart.

The palace lord immediately bowed down to worship, with her cherry lips slightly parted: "I am the Supreme Headmaster of Chiyuan Demon Palace, from now on I am willing to abandon everything, only to be with the Creator Qinglian forever, as a slave and a handmaid No hesitation!"

Qin Muling looked slightly startled, but the expressions of the senior sisters behind him changed. This prodigal man was really good at seizing opportunities, and bowed down at the slightest disagreement.

I knew you were shameless, but I never thought you would be so shameless!After all, he is the top talker of a super powerful family!
Qin Muling was silent for a moment, and said: "The Wuyin Great World is doomed to be lost, don't you have anything to say about it?"

Yan Luoyun smiled helplessly: "Now that I know the result, what else can I say? This is beyond what I can change on my own!"

"People in my generation have always put their own path and career above everything else. Since the end of the world is a foregone conclusion, we can only face reality."

The Wuyin Great World is hopeless, but Yan Luoyun feels that he can still save it. As long as he can get the approval of Qinglian, the innate primordial creation, he will have a chance to survive.

Qin Muling asked: "You should still have some old relatives and friends in the sect, right? Don't you care about it?"

Yan Luoyun's attitude was very straightforward: "I am powerless to intervene in the honor and disgrace of their life and death, and it has to be decided by you, the master."

"Haha, you see clearly!"

Qin Muling shook his head and smiled and said, the palace lord is indeed not confused, but should he spare her?

Behind him, Yu Xing looked at her sharply for a while, and said coldly: "You can surrender if you want, but in the future, you can only live as a slave maid by his side, can you accept it?"

Yan Luoyun said without hesitation: "I do!"

If she dared to say a word, she had to go on the road on the spot. Although the status of a slave maid was disgraceful, as long as she could stay by Qin Muling's side, it was worth it.

For the sake of your own path and great cause, don’t be shabby.

Yu Xingning nodded slightly, and after Yan Luoyun took the initiative to let go of her spiritual body, she immediately planted dozens of the most vicious and secretive restrictions to ensure that she would never be able to get rid of the shackles.

"Okay, now tell us everything you know and all the intelligence information about this big world!"

Linghu Xuelan smiled sweetly and said, as one of the most powerful figures in this world, Yan Luoyun will never lose the secrets he has.

"Okay, what do you want to ask, I will definitely know everything, and I will say everything!"

Yan Luoyun said happily, anyway, the destruction of the Wuyin Great World has entered a countdown state, so there is no point in keeping these secrets.

An hour later, the old guys outside could no longer hold back, and sent two more people in, accompanied by an incarnation of the will of heaven.

At this time, Yan Luoyun had already entered Qin Muling's internal space to rest, so the two new people who came in were killed with one blow without knowing anything about the situation, including the incarnation of the will of heaven.

In this way, the opponent finally gave up completely, so the offensive resumed.

Since all the slave monks on the scene were completely lost, if they want to continue to maintain a high-pressure attack, they must mobilize a new army of slave monks to come and sacrifice, so the old guys did not hesitate, and immediately issued orders through their confidants.

Accompanied by the scattered cloud light in the mid-air, another batch of incarnations of the will of heaven descended, making the number of incarnations present as many as 64.

Fighting at home, theoretically they can all exert their strength equivalent to that of the Ya Sheng. However, due to the suppression of the Green Lotus Shadow Domain, their power will inevitably be greatly reduced. In fact, they are not much stronger than the three corpses of the human race. .