And if at that moment, the outer god worshiped by the evil species awakens from nothingness, its power can easily tear apart the world barriers of small worlds such as Tianxu Shenzhou.
The moment when this world is about to be destroyed is when the will of heaven in the small world is at its weakest. The thunder calamity is the incarnation of his will, and the ninety-nine heavenly calamities he descends upon breaking through the realm will be weakened several times!
Even if he is an evil cultivator, so what if he is haunted by karma and blood evil and will increase the power of thunder? With the Resentful Dragon protecting him and fighting with his supernatural powers, Gu Shaorong can steadily transform into an immortal and enter the chaotic world where cultivation flourishes.
So what if these evil species have many hidden plans? If you get what you want, it's worth it.
A dark light appeared in Gu Shaorong's eyes, like a dark sewer flowing silently.
"Then I'm counting on the gods of your clan to help me."
The strange human creature nodded, smiled intriguingly, and replied softly: "You are worthy of your responsibility."
…
In the Tianji Hall, there were only twenty-four chairs left out of the original thirty-one, and one of them was empty with no one around.
Zhao Hanfeng looked at everyone present, and all their faces were covered with a dark cloud that was difficult to dissipate.
"What's the current situation of the war?"
Kunlun Wuyazi asked first.
He originally looked as handsome as a young man, like a banished immortal far away from the world, untainted by the world, but now there was an unconcealed tiredness between his brows.
When he asked, the grand masters present each reported on the battle situation here.
"Our Heavenly Demon Sect monks have all been sent out to fight against the evil species. Now two earthly immortals have died, four have returned to the void, and nearly a thousand cultivators in the world have perished. It is even harder to estimate the cultivators below this level."
"Of the 728 cities led by our sect, 398 have fallen. The surviving civilians were escorted by the monks to the sect and temporarily housed in the Mustard Seed Small World."
The Heavenly Demon Sect is one of the nine major sects and is the leader of the Demon Realm. However, in this war against evil species and evil cultivators, the casualties are still horrific, which is unbearable to watch.
In addition, the casualties caused by the war, whether they were monks or monsters, their wronged souls and bodies after their death were the source of power for evil cultivators and evil seeds. In this way, one party's power gradually became stronger, and the other's power gradually became stronger. Fading away, the outcome can be said to be easily foreseeable.
Because of this, except for three of the seven retired leaders who died in the fighting between evil species, the remaining four chose to ascend and leave.
The vacant high chair also made the same choice and was absent from the meeting in the palace to face the disaster of his own ascension.
Everyone present looked calm for this reason.
After being reported one by one, everyone in the Mahayana understood the current situation, and their faces became even more defeated. After thinking about it, 60% of Tianxu Shenzhou fell into the hands of the evil species.
There was a bit of frustration in Zhao Hanfeng's voice.
"The current situation is such that the army is defeated like a mountain."
Seven evil beings in the Mahayana realm have appeared, and it was they who killed those Mahayana practitioners. The key is that they still don’t know the true strength of the evil beings. How can they develop under the nourishment of the life of the divine beings? situation.
The war lasted for thirty-one years, and today's China can only be said to be struggling to survive.
"I wonder if Yuan Zong's Fei Xiao succeeded in his ascension?"
The cultivators present and the three demon kings all had huge waves in their hearts, thinking about this matter.
The Qingfeng Demon Emperor's cultivation had also reached the late stage of Mahayana. Knowing the dangers faced by the world, he had also been struggling with the choice of whether to ascend. She has the Qingluan Fire to cleanse her bloodline, and now she has the appearance of returning to her ancestors. If she can overcome the tribulation, she will be 80% sure to succeed in the Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulation.
They all understand the reasons for choosing to ascend, but they have different insistences.
Luanyao has occupied all the resources in the clan since she was born, and her cultivation has been smooth, and she has reached the position of Demon King, all with the help of her clan.
If she ascends, not a single bird in her family will go with her, but if she stays, even if she can barely maintain it, is there any chance of survival?
Betting on this slim chance of survival, Luan Yao gave up the idea of ascension.
She raised her eyes to look at where Zhao Hanfeng was, and said here that she admired the master and the disciple even more, both of whom were in the late Mahayana cultivation period. They obviously did not have the ties of blood and ethnic groups like her, nor did they want to have the same ties as other sect ancestors. Drag, they just did not choose to ascend just for the sake of this world that gave birth to them.
It was at this moment that the Penglai ancestor Xuan Zhen spoke.
"Now that evil seeds are sprouting everywhere and evil cultivators are raging across the world, it is already a moment of crisis."
"The Lord of the Evil City once said that the place where the Resentful Dragon is is the birthplace of the Evil Seed. He is old and incapable of talent. He is willing to use this broken body to perform a secret technique. With the help of all the masters, he may be able to kill Gu Shaorong."
"Gu Shaorong is the master of the Resentful Dragon. Although the Resentful Dragon turns into mist and escapes the world, if its master dies, the connection between them may kill him."
The handsome young ancestor of Hehuan Religion no longer had the scornful and playful demeanor of the past, his eyes were fixed on Xuan Zhen, and his tone was full of solemnity.
"Is this true?"
If the Hehuan lineage is cultivated to a high level, it can develop all kinds of mysteries and take advantage of it in battles. However, if the cultivation level is low, the fighting power will not be obvious and it will be extremely easy to be controlled by others. And how can there be so many high-level monks in religion?
Now among the nine major sects, they are the most miserable. Five hundred and thirteen of the six hundred and seventy-eight cities they belong to have been lost, and they have all turned into mountains of corpses and seas of blood. The losses of their disciples are horrific.
Hearing his inquiry, Xuan Zhen nodded and said, "That's natural."
"I have mastered Penglai Immortal Technique, which can turn life into a prisoner, trapping Gu Shaorong and preventing him from escaping. At that time, you all will take action and kill this person. The Lord of Xiewan City will die, the morale of the evil cultivators will definitely collapse, and the evil species will lose the ability to resent the dragon. Appearing at nodes will also be curbed.”
"With the help of the Shenzhou Great Formation in Shenzhou Heaven and Earth, we and the big sects and the demon clan will fight with all their strength. This may be the turning point for this Shenzhou war."
Zhao Hanfeng stood up from his seat, his face became dull, and his eyes were filled with determination.
"Then I will go and cut off Gu Shaorong's head with my own hands to pay homage to the resentful spirits in this land of China."
"This is for beheading."
…
Above the sky, thunder suddenly fell, and Fei Xiao inherited the training of the Nine-Nine Thunder Tribulation. His whole body was scorched black, and his robes had been split into pieces and were no longer useful.
He was breathing heavily, and with every move he made, majestic mana emerged, transforming into Taoist magic and thunder and light to consume each other.
Now he has survived seventy-nine of the ninety-nine and eighty-one ascending thunder tribulations, and this is the eightieth.
When he sacrificed his golden puppet to destroy the thunder in front of him, the last purple thunder followed and fell brazenly.
Fei Xiao's expression condensed, and he urged the damaged golden puppet to go forward.
