"Currently, Nanyang Pass has been breached. It won't take long to break into Youhuang Heaven. By then, we will have to fight to the death with those ghosts and gods."
"I believe that unless the Lord of the Netherworld comes in person, they will not dare to act rashly even if they reach the gate of the Nether Emperor. Over time, it will become a deadlock. The longer it goes, the harder it will be to break the deadlock. After that, if there is no Surprise, that’s just some gossip.”
In the hall, someone spoke slowly.
This man has a head full of white hair and extremely prominent cheek bones. But he was wearing an extremely gorgeous golden robe.
This robe is just woven with silk from earthly gold objects. If it is worn on a young person, it will naturally look impressive. But there is something a little different about this old man.
Every time the old man opened his mouth, the monk on the side would frown deeply, because his teeth were too black, black on the outside and yellow on the inside, and very smelly.
Behind the old man, there was a big sword on his back. This big sword is broken and broken, and there is nothing surprising about it. Even other powerful people really couldn't figure out why a powerful person in the realm of destruction would carry such a broken sword on his back and never leave it day and night.
"Senior Wuya, after all, you have just joined the Cangwu Dao Alliance, only a thousand years ago. Of course you don't know the bloodthirsty ghosts and gods in the Netherworld, and you don't know how difficult they are to deal with."
There are a total of twenty-two seats in this hall. Each seat represents a great master of the Realm of Destruction. It can be said that this is the greatest force in the Cangwu Dao Alliance, and it is also where all the realms of destruction lie.
However, not all of these twenty-two seats are powerful in the realm of destruction. Among them, there is the state of nirvana. These states of nirvana are the disciples of the owner of each seat. They are doing this for the master.
After all, the Great Power of Destruction is in charge of the safety of Youhuangtian. Eight of them have already traveled thousands of miles away and are heading back to Youhuang Heaven. Six of them were stationed at Nanyang Pass as early as 300,000 years ago.
This old man just sat at the end of the twenty-two seats.
The order of this chair does not represent the strength of the great powers of destruction, but the order of entry into the Cangwu Dao Alliance.
But the person who can be the first to enter the Cangwu Dao Alliance must have been famous for a long time, and is also the person who has been in the realm of destruction for the longest time. Naturally, his cultivation level will not be that weak.
The first three seats are all large golden chairs. But now two are missing. The next nine seats are silver chairs, and there are only three people in the realm of destruction.
As for the remaining ten, they are copper-colored. It's actually number six.
Most of the monks present here are disciples of the powerful disciples of the realm of destruction. But it exudes a powerful aura. If you were to experience it from the outside, you would really think that everyone here is in a state of annihilation.
This breath comes from these seats. This seat is extraordinary, even if a mortal sits on it, it will unleash a devastating blow. However, while exerting a devastating blow, he could not withstand the power.
This is true for mortals, and so is monks. Unless you cultivate to Tongxuan. This is how you can survive.
"Haha, it's not like I haven't fought against mere ghosts and gods before? Do you still remember that when I first entered the Cangwu Dao Alliance, that ghost and god who was so called a bird? Wasn't it repelled by me? Did I make the first contribution?"
"Don't say a thousand years ago, let's say a hundred years ago. Another ghost and god came to attack. I took the initiative to volunteer and fought with the ghost and god for seven days and seven nights. Wasn't it suppressed by me?"
The old man shook his hair from his forehead, as if he was still as handsome as when he was young. He paused for a moment and then spoke again: "If it weren't for the ghost and god crying for father and mother and asking me for mercy, and I thought the suppression time was too long and too troublesome, even if I suppressed him and waited for many years, he could be resurrected. How could I Will you let him go?"
These words fell into the ears of the monk next to the old man, and he was immediately silenced.
Indeed, although this old man is sitting at the end. The realm of cultivation is also the last among the twenty-two great powers. It has just entered the realm of destruction, but its strength is extraordinary.
Thousands of years ago, this old man was introduced to the Cangmang Taoist League by Liu Changzai, the elder of the Cangmang Taoist League. At the beginning, he used extremely powerful means to repel a ghost and god. Standing still in the position of Supreme Being.
The power of ghosts and gods is obvious to all. It's not easy to become a new master of the realm of destruction, let alone suppress a ghost and god again. Even if this is the ancient power of destruction, it may not be able to repel it.
"Fellow Taoist Wuya, if they are ordinary ghosts and gods, even if there are dozens or even dozens of them coming to invade, what do we have to fear? But, this time, it won't be like this. Because the one who leads the army to invade is Ten permanent generals..."
"Although the Lord of the Netherworld has never appeared, Taoist Brother Wolong deduced that the new emperor has replaced the old emperor, and the Netherworld has changed. A supreme and powerful man who is even more terrifying than the Lord of the Netherworld will seize power and unify the Netherworld. sky."
"This time, it was the supreme and powerful man who replaced the Lord of the Netherworld and led the army and even the ten generals to wipe out Nanyang Pass in an instant. It will not take long before he descends to the Netherworld Heaven."
"If it were other ghosts and gods, perhaps, it would indeed be a stalemate. After all, there are many extremely powerful people in our Cangwu Dao Alliance. If they want to attack by force, they need to think carefully. But this time, it is definitely not the case."
There was originally a lot of noise in the hall, but after this person spoke, it suddenly fell silent.
This is the third one, the monk in the golden chair. The entire body was shrouded in light, making it difficult to see its true appearance.
When it comes to the strength of everyone present, if this person is ranked second, there will definitely be no one ranked first. If this were not the case, how could no one dare to make a noise as soon as this person opened his mouth?
Just the next moment, the monk in the third seat was shaken. When the shock occurred, the group of light instantly collapsed.
What everyone saw was just a piece of white paper floating away.
"Go quickly!!!"
It was a roar, with urgency.
"My clone is dead. Brother Wolong Taoist orders you to retreat to Bai Ritian as soon as possible!"
Everyone was shocked. They knew that the person in the third seat was not the strong man's true form, nor was it a clone, but just a wisp of divine thought attached to the paper. But for tens of millions of years, this ray of spiritual thought has never been seen disintegrating.
The clone guarding Nanyang Pass has never been seen dead.
For a moment, everyone present looked uncertain.
"Since this is the order from Ancestor Wolong, we must leave quickly."
As soon as he finished speaking, rays of light rushed towards the long shot and disappeared into the hall.
Only the white-haired old man remained.
The old man looked left and right, stretched out his hand, and a pipe appeared in his hand. Bring it to your mouth, take a deep breath, and puff out the smoke.
"Melancholy, melancholy. I originally wanted to have a place to stay in Netherworld Heaven to explore the traces of Boy Chu. But after a thousand years, there is still no news. Now it's better, even Youhuang Heaven has been invaded, and everyone is panic-stricken. . I am afraid that he will be in danger here and burp his ass."
"I'm so scared! Although Mr. Chu's cultivation level is low, he is the man that my Master Jian likes. How can he burp his farts just for the sake of burping his farts?"
