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And if at that moment, the outer god enshrined by the evil species wakes up from nothingness, its power can easily tear apart the world barriers of such small worlds as Tianxu Shenzhou.

At the moment when the world is about to be destroyed, Xiaoqian World's will of heaven is the weakest.Lei Jie is the incarnation of his will, and the Ninety-Nine Heavenly Tribulation he brought down by breaking through the realm will be weakened several times!
Even if he is an evil cultivator, so what if being entangled in blood will boost the power of Thunder?With the protection of the resentful dragon and the fighting of supernatural powers, he, Gu Shaorong, can steadily transform into a fairy and enter the chaotic world of the prosperous age of cultivation.

So what if these evil species have more hidden schemes?If you get what you want, it's worth it.

A dark light appeared in Gu Shaorong's eyes, like black water flowing silently in the sewer.

"Then I can count on your gods to help me."

The weird human creature nodded, smiled intriguingly, and replied softly: "I don't owe anything to myself."

……

In the Tianji Hall, only 31 of the original 24 chairs remained, and one of them was empty and there was no one there.

Zhao Hanfeng looked at everyone present, their faces were covered with dark clouds and thick fog that could not be dispelled.

"What's the current situation?"

Kunlun Wuyazi asked first.

He was originally handsome and youthful, like a banished fairy far away from the mortal world, but now there is an undisguised weariness between his brows.

As soon as he asked, all the masters present reported the battle situation here.

"My Heavenly Demon Sect monks have all been sent out to fight against the evil species. Now two earth immortals have died, four have returned to the void, and nearly a thousand cultivators in the world have fallen. It is even more difficult to estimate the cultivators below this level."

"The 720 eight cities led by our sect have already fallen to the 390 eight cities. The residents who survived by chance were escorted by the monks and went to the sect. They are temporarily housed in the mustard small world."

The Heavenly Demon Sect is one of the Nine Great Sects and the leader of the Demon Realm, but in this battle against evil species and evil cultivators, the casualties are still terrifying, which makes people unbearable to look directly at.

In addition, the casualties brought about by the war, whether they are monks or monsters, their unjust souls and bodies after their fall are the source of power for evil cultivators and evil seeds. Fading out, the outcome can be said to be easily predictable.

It is also because of this that, except for three of the seven vacated top positions who died in the fight against the evil species, the other four chose to ascend and leave.

And the vacant top chair also made such a choice, absent from the meeting in the palace, and is facing the catastrophe of his ascension.

There is also such a reason for the calm faces of all the people present.

After reporting one by one, the Mahayanas all understood the current situation, and their faces became even more ashamed. After thinking about it, [-]% of Tianxu Shenzhou fell into the hands of evil species.

There was a bit of frustration in Zhao Hanfeng's voice.

"The current form is actually defeated like a mountain."

There have already been seven evil creatures in the Mahayana realm, and it was they who killed those Mahayana practitioners. The key is that they still don't know the true strength of the evil creatures. Under the nourishment of the life of the Shenzhou creatures, how can they develop? the point.

The war lasted for 31 years, and today's China can only be said to be struggling to maintain it.

"I don't know if the old Fei Xiao of Yuanzong succeeded in ascension?"

The cultivators present and the three demon emperors all had huge waves in their hearts, and they were all thinking about this matter.

And the Qingfeng Yaohuang has also reached the late stage of Mahayana, knowing the dangers that the world is facing this time, and has also struggled with the choice of whether to ascend.She also has the Qingluan fire to cleanse her blood, and now she has the appearance of returning to her ancestors. If she crosses the catastrophe, she must be [-]% sure of success in the ninety-nine heavens.

They all understand the reasons for choosing Ascension, but they have different insistences.

Luanyao has occupied all the resources of the clan since she was born, and she practiced smoothly all the way to the Demon Emperor, all with the help of her clan.

If she soars, none of her clan can go with her, but if she stays, even if she tries to maintain it, there is a chance of survival?
Gambling on this chance, Luanyao gave up the idea of ​​ascending.

She raised her eyes to look at where Zhao Hanfeng was, and when she said this, she admired even more the two masters and apprentices who were both masters and apprentices in the late stage of Mahayana. They obviously didn't have the bond of blood and clan like her, and she didn't want to have the same relationship as the ancestors of other sects. A drag, they never chose to ascend just for the sake of the world that gave birth to them.

And at this very moment, the ancestor Xuanzhen of Penglai spoke up.

"Now that evil species is growing everywhere, and evil cultivators are raging in the world, it is already a critical moment."

"The city lord of Xiewang City once said that the place where the resentful dragon is located is the place where the evil species was born. He is old and incapacitated. He is willing to use this broken body to perform a secret technique. With the help of the masters, it may kill Gu Shaorong."

"Then Gu Shaorong is the master of the resentful dragon. Although the resentful dragon turns into mist and disperses into the world, if its master perishes, the connection between them may kill him."

The handsome young patriarch of Hehuan Religion no longer had the contemptuous and laughing demeanor of the past, his eyes were fixed on Xuanzhen, and his tone was full of solemnity.

"Is this true?"

The lineage of Acacia can be practiced to a high level, and can develop all kinds of mysteries. It can take advantage of fighting skills, but it can be cultivated at a low level, and its combat power will not be obvious, and it is extremely easy to be controlled by others.And how can there be so many high-ranking monks in religion?
Now they are the most miserable among the nine major sects. Among the 670 and eight cities to which they belonged, 510 and [-] were lost, and all of them were turned into mountains of corpses and blood, and the loss of disciples was terrible.

Hearing his question, Xuan Zhen nodded and said, "That's natural."

"The old man has mastered the Penglai vertical fairy art, and he can turn his life into a prisoner, trap Gu Shaorong and cannot escape. At that time, you will attack and kill this person. The owner of Xiewang City will die, and the morale of the evil cultivator will definitely be defeated. Appearing at the node will also be contained."

"With the support of Shenzhou Heaven and Earth's Divine Great Formation, we will fight with the Dazong and Yaozu with all our strength, and this may be the turning point of this Shenzhou war."

Zhao Hanfeng stood up from his seat, his complexion became flat, and his eyes were full of determination.

"The old man went to cut off Gu Shaorong's head with his own hands, and paid homage to the wraiths in this piece of Shenzhou."

"This time is for beheading."

……

Above the sky, the thunder crashed down, Fei Xiao was scorched black all over after undergoing the ninety-nine thunder calamities, and his cassock had been torn to pieces and was no longer effective.

He was breathing heavily, and with every move, majestic mana emerged, turning into Taoism and killing each other with thunder.

Now he has gone through 81 of the 79 80 Ascension Thunder Tribulations, this is No. [-].

When he sacrificed his natal golden puppet to blow out the thunder in front of him, the last purple sky thunder had already followed and blatantly fell.

Fei Xiao's expression froze, and he urged the damaged golden puppet to meet him.