The sound of surging water resounds throughout the heaven and earth, and the roll of the Milky Way does not know its beginning or its end.
The shaking of the earth has stopped. Although the roar of the beast is still constant, it has changed from excitement and bloodthirsty to panic.
In Liyuan City, Chen Baxuan and others looked at the roll of Tianhe. They were all dumbfounded and didn't know what to say. It took an unknown amount of time before someone burst into tears.
"Liyuan City can be saved...Bosazhou can be saved...We can be saved..."
One person cries, a hundred people cry, and then the whole city cries.
No one is not afraid of death. The reason why Chen Baxuan, Chen Guo's million-strong army, and Liyuan City's one hundred thousand casual cultivators do not retreat is just that sometimes there are things worth guarding more than life.
Five Elements Mountain.
Wang Chong manipulated the Tianhe River, attracting countless demonic beasts to come to cast themselves. The trace of blood became more and more vivid. When a hundred thousand demonic beasts were drawn into the Tianhe River, a drop of the true water of the Blood River, which was as bright as a gem, was extremely turbid, and countless demonic beasts were trapped in it. The blue-falling yellow spring where the soul sinks is born naturally.
As soon as the two drops of innate true water representing the foundation of the underworld came out, more monsters spontaneously threw themselves into the river involuntarily, adding to Wang Chong's Tianhe magic power.
"The Immortal Dao values life, the Dao Dao kills, and the poor Dao saves tens of thousands of living people, lightening the burden for heaven and earth. Heaven and everyone are happy, and they deserve this reward. If all these millions of monsters are killed, the two true waters will be It’s really good to be close to the great achievement.”
With the achievement of two drops of true water, this roll of Tianhe became more and more magical. A wave was thousands of feet high and swept countless monsters into the river. Their bones and flesh were ground into the essence of the blood river by the rolling river water, and monsters and demon souls were pulled in. Blue falls and yellow spring.
Millions of monsters sounded more numerous and looked more numerous, but in front of this roll of Tianhe, in just half an hour, millions of monsters had already fallen into the river, leaving no trace of their corpses.
This situation exceeded everyone's expectations, including Sun En, Long Live Jiao, and even Xun Yin.
Sun En and others were horrified, Jiao Wansui and others were angry and frightened, and tried hard to control the monsters and stay away from Tianhe.
And because Xun Yin had been informed of the traitor in the Wanfa Xuan Sect, he had already brought his seven Nascent Souls across space with great magic power to see which of his comrades had become the oriole for his Xian Ding Sect.
I saw Wang Chong stepping on the Tianhe River, with one wave after another under his feet. His green Taoist robe turned black, his face became more and more handsome, there was a faint blood mark between his eyebrows, and two sword lights expanded and contracted from the back of his head.
A deep red color, like plasma, name: Abi.
A line of green and deep, like yin earth, named: Yuantu.
When Xun Yin arrived, half of the millions of demonic beasts were gone, and eighteen drops of the two true waters of Blood River and Biluo had been refined, all of which surpassed Tianyi True Water.
Jiao Long live and other demon kings were on a mission to capture them, but they only managed to keep half of the low-level demon beasts away.
Sun En and others piloted the Taihao warship and stopped a hundred miles away, looking at this Taoist who seemed to be smiling, but was indescribably vicious.
"Fellow Taoists have come from afar. If you are a poor Taoist, please go into the river to talk."
Hearing Wang Chong's invitation, Xun Yin, an expert in art, was bold and fell into the river with his disciples with a flick of his sleeves. The magic power of the soul was suppressed, and the waves calmed down slightly. He stood in the void and looked at Wang Chong with a smile.
Wang Chong smiled and didn't care. He just looked at the Taihao warship.
Sun En and Wan Fa looked at each other, flew out of the Taihao warship, each clasped their fists and held their hands, falling to one side.
Jiao Long live and other demon kings have personally experienced the power of the Tianhe River. They are frightened in their hearts. How can they dare to enter the river?
"It was me, Waiting Wuyan, who bumped into Senior. I'll leave right away."
Jiao Wansui and others bowed warily and wanted to retreat.
But I heard Wang Chong sigh quietly:
"I know a lot about magic, but I see that all of you demon brothers are in bad luck. If you leave at this time, I'm afraid there will be a bloody disaster!"
Wang Chong looked sincere and spoke seriously.
"Bullshit bloody disaster." Sensing the omnipresent murderous intent, the demon kings cursed in their hearts.
Jiao Wansui was also a decisive figure. Seeing Wang Chong's entanglement, his face darkened, he waved his hand, and led the demons into the Tianhe River, becoming his own party.
Seeing that the rightful masters had arrived, Wang Chong nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile:
"That's how you behave! If you have something to say, speak it out nicely, and hit and kill them at every turn. It's really not what we, the righteous ones, do.
Today, Pindao will be the mediator, asking everyone to stop fighting and love each other and be a family from now on. What do you think? "
Long Live Jiao and other demon kings looked at Wang Chong with a constipated look on their faces, and cursed in their hearts: "You are the one who has been killed the most here."
Sun En and Wan Zhao were stunned. They had already suffered a huge defeat and almost lost all their money. However, what Wang Chong said was of great benefit to them.
However, although Wang Chong's roll of Tianhe was earth-shattering, Xun Yin was here. Unless he was subdued, anything he said would be useless.
Sun En and Wan Fa are both outstanding among people. When Jiao Wansui took out the Void God Cauldron, they knew that they and others had been plotted by this old ghost.
Xun Yin chuckled, looked at Wang Chong, and said calmly:
"Speak in a friendly tone."
Wang Chong also laughed, looked at Xun Yin and said:
"It seems that fellow Taoist does not agree with what Pindao said and is unwilling to stop fighting? Do you want to be the one who deserves the disaster?"
Xun Yin smiled and nodded:
"I think fellow Taoists also suffered from bloody disasters."
"What kind of magic do you know? From Pindao's point of view, your Taoist is in danger of death."
The words are not speculative, just half a sentence.
Wang Chong laughed, and the nose on the back of his head turned into a beam of blood that was a hundred feet long, and it was a roll towards the people of the Immortal Cauldron Sect.
Old ghost Xun Yin also didn't talk nonsense. He suppressed Tianhe with a big cauldron, and his soul turned into a giant hand and took a selfie towards Wang Chong.
Wang Chong chuckled, and with a split second of Abi sword light, he cut off three of his fingers with one strike and threw them into the Tianhe River to suppress them.
Xun Yin suffered a heavy loss as soon as they fought. His face turned pale and he sank. The sword strike just now destroyed his cultivation for at least a hundred years, and there was still a bloody light in his soul that kept eroding his soul.
Xun Yin also made a decisive decision and directly slashed his own soul with one sword, destroying his own soul with the bloody sword energy, thinking that he would be free from worries.
At the beginning of the journey of cultivation, there is still a distinction between superior and inferior, but when the cultivation reaches a certain level, they are almost the same.
Immortal cultivators in this world are far different from Shushan Xuanmen Taoism when they first enter the Tao, and they are far inferior in the height of cultivation. However, in some realms, they are completely different.
Let’s not talk about the gods below. They are far away from Shushan Taoism. Li Xiuling, a little girl who has only been practicing for three years, can now lift the sword to kill the golden elixir.
In a few years, after forming the five qi golden elixirs and cultivating some supernatural powers, with sharp swordsmanship, one can dominate the Nascent Soul.
But it's different when it comes to becoming a god.
In Shushan Taoism, you can also cultivate the Yuanshen in this realm. After cultivating the Yuanshen, you can be called a "loose immortal". At this state, the Shushan loose immortals no longer have to worry about their longevity, but only suffer from the calamity.
When the soul gathers, it takes shape, and when it disperses, it becomes Qi, which is extremely powerful.
However, no matter how powerful the soul is, it is not used for fighting. It is the basis of immortality for monks. Even if it is injured, it can be recovered through cultivation. However, there are as many as stars in the various spells and causal methods in Shushan, and a little bit of soul has been lost. In essence, death is basically not far away.
Xun Yin thought that he was the top person in this world, and that he had the Heavenly Spiritual Treasure to protect him. As long as he was not an immortal descending to earth, he would not be afraid of anyone, but he did not know that his death had already arrived.
