As the bright moon rose higher and higher, the moonlight that originally had a hint of ferociousness suddenly became pure, and spread like water and moonlight to the earth again.
"It's finally over..." Su Poxian let out a long breath.
The other saints also nodded, and Su Ziyou smiled and said: "The next thing is..."
Su Ziyou's words stopped abruptly, his eyes suddenly looked in the direction of Mantian, and he said in surprise: "What are the barbarians doing!"
The other half-saints also turned their gazes to Mantian almost at the same time.
Previously, due to the fall of the bright moon, the huge origin chaos caused the chaos of the sky. Most of the half-saints' attention was attracted by the bright moon, and the remaining part was focused on the barbarian gods and barbarian sacrifices on the front line. They lost sight of the depths of the barbarian sky. Notice.
At this time, the bright moon returned to the sky, and they suddenly realized that under the barbaric sky, the barbaric cities were filled with vitality.
It's not a magic spell, these half-saints can clearly sense it, it's the bloody blood of a city.
The barbarians are slaughtering their own city!
"Could it be that the barbarians felt that their defeat was certain, so they killed first as a sign of respect?" Su Poxian murmured.
Xin Jiaxuan looked serious: "Barbarians are not that simple."
"Everyone should be prepared for the challenge..."
All the Half-Saints nodded one after another and looked towards the north with bright eyes!
…
Under the barbaric sky.
The space with a radius of thousands of miles is like the waves of the sea, constantly turbulent, the space is constantly torn apart and then bridged.
The next moment, the space opened and Han Changli walked out of it.
Han Changli's face was pale at this time, one hand drooped down, his chest was red with blood, the Confucian crown was hit unknown where, and his silver hair was fluttering with the void storm behind him.
However, behind him, two more figures soon appeared.
Those were two bodies.
A three-yang great barbarian god with four broken arms and no head.
A full-moon realm Great Barbarian Sacrifice whose body was covered with strange spells and whose eye sockets seemed to explode.
Han Changli first glanced in the direction of the sky, and was slightly startled. Then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He was about to make a move when he suddenly felt something in his heart and suddenly raised his head.
I saw a magnificent palace full of barbarian colors appearing above and crashing down on him.
"Barbarian God Palace..." Han Changli murmured, "I'm looking for you!"
The next moment, the Man God Palace fell on Han Changli, and in the blink of an eye, both Han Changli and the Man God Palace disappeared!
…
The golden light was brilliant, and Han Changli opened his eyes.
At this time, he was standing in an empty hall full of blood. There was only one barbarian standing in the hall. The barbarian was not tall. He did not look at Han Changli, but looked at the two corpses in front of him that were beaten to death by Han Changli. .
"Facing two powerful men of the same realm, Han had to do his best." Han Changli said calmly, as if he was explaining to the family members of the deceased.
"We have known each other for hundreds of years, and it is inevitable to feel a little sad when I see the body of my old friend today." Artes, the master of Manshen Palace, sighed, waved his hand, and the two corpses disappeared. He raised his head and looked at Han Changli and said , "There have been three Holy Hall Masters who have entered this Barbarian Palace, and you are the fourth."
Han Changli, who knew that the Yuehua disaster had been solved, was not in a hurry to take action at this time. Instead, he started chatting like old friends reunited: "When Kong Sheng was here, there was no trace of you in Manshen Palace. The first three should be Zi Think of the saints, Duwuku and Fangsheng!"
"When they were there, the human race was so strong that the barbarians were in panic and did not dare to look south."
"Standing here with several sages, Han is ashamed and terrified!"
Artus, the master of the Barbarian God Palace, smiled faintly and nodded: "After thousands of years of fighting, the human race will always win."
"In the past ten thousand years, the human race has entered the Barbarian Heaven thirteen times, oppressing the barbarians to the endless storm behind the snowy mountains. They only survived by relying on the protection of the Barbarian Heaven."
"As for the barbarians, there was only one time six hundred years ago when they took advantage of the devil to go south to China, but they couldn't even establish a clan and were driven back again."
"Sometimes, I also think that humans are really better than barbarians."
Han Changli nodded: "The Barbarians established their world, and their roots were blessed by the Barbarian Heaven, which was the result of their cultivation. But the Human Race is different. The Human Race is self-reliant and grows together with the Heaven."
"That's the one-sided statement of your human race." Artus shook his head, "We and the Heavenly Father are one, and the power is just flowing between different individuals, swallowing the sky, gaining stronger overall power, and then making the powerful There are more individuals, and forming such a cycle is the true meaning of our barbarian race."
Hearing this, Han Changli pondered for a moment and nodded: "Your remarks are refreshing to me. If you have time, I will study them carefully!"
"There will be no leisure time." Artus smiled, "I know you think you have a chance to win, so you are chatting with me here to delay time and wait for help from the outside world."
"Then how do you know that I don't have the same idea?"
Han Changli remained calm, but looked at Artus with sharp eyes.
Artus let out a long breath: "Mr. Han, I have a question, and I would like to ask Mr. Han to clarify it."
Han Changli nodded: "Please tell me."
"What makes you humans think that you can always win?"
Han Changli frowned and said nothing.
Before Han Changli could speak, Artus said to himself: "Strength. Right?"
"Although the barbarians, monsters, and dragons, including the Buddhist sect of the Western Region that has not been exterminated before, when talking about you human race, no, it should be about your Confucian sect, the most mentioned thing is the black heart!"
"You are always full of calculations, and it seems that you will never suffer any loss."
"But I know that those are just trails, some fun for you to fight against your enemies. Your true confidence comes from your strength!"
Artus paused for a moment, and seeing that Han Changli still didn't speak, he continued: "Don't talk about anything else, just talk about his current peak combat power."
"Under my barbarian world, there are fixedly nine great elders of the Golden Tent. But your Confucian sect, Sanwen Semi-Saint, apart from you who is in charge of the temple, there should be no less than twelve in the world."
"The Holy Land is the strength of your human race. Is this God right?"
"Coupled with the Dao Sect, if you don't have too many enemies to guard against, any force alone will not be your opponent."
Han Changli's eyes were playful: "Your Excellency knows our human race quite clearly!"
"But that's why you have suffered such a big loss this time!" Artus said calmly, "You think that we can't break through the Great Wall of Righteousness defense line. You think that even if there is a problem, you can just summon the outer forces to return. Can be suppressed..."
"You think..." Artus's face suddenly turned sinister, "Why do you think what you think is right!"
"Why is it that in this world, you are the orthodoxy!"
"Why are they all created creatures? You, the human race, want the wind and the rain; we, the barbarians, have to struggle to survive in this bitter cold land of the barbaric plains!"
"Don't talk about the evil ways of the barbarian world. After ten thousand years, does it matter whether it is righteous or not?"
Han Changli nodded: "I admit that you really paid attention this time."
"It did hit where my human race was off guard."
"You have strong blood even without fighting. This is one of them."
"You successfully cracked the ancient witch Nanzhao's secret technique of heavenly bloodline and hijacked the bright moon, this is the second one."
"Six hundred years ago, the barbarians invaded. You had a plan since then and were well prepared to be led by the moonlight, but you didn't show any trace. The third one."
"You bypass the Heaven-Sealing Formation, obtain the method of contacting the Demonic Abyss, and summon the Heavenly Demons to contain the Heavenly Saints. This is the fourth step."
"This is why our human race suffered today's disaster."
"Wait, I really underestimated Yidu back then!"
Hearing Han Changli's words, Artus nodded.
Being recognized by a recognized enemy is not a bad feeling.
"But, everything is over." Han Changli continued, "The enemies in Daxuan are now at the end of their strength; on the frontal battlefield, you still cannot break through the Great Wall of Righteousness; although there are demons restraining them outside the sky, they are not large in scale and will soon be defeated. They will be wiped out by the Saints. When Tianwai returns, the defeat of your barbarians will be determined!"
"I understand that as long as the barbarian sky is not destroyed, your barbarian tribe will continue to thrive. But this time, when your barbarian tribe emerges from the endless storm behind the snowy mountains, what you will see will be a more powerful human race!"
"A human race where everyone is like a dragon!"
"Really?" Artus said lightly, but it was this sentence that made Han Changli feel alert.
"You humans are just too confident!" Artes said calmly, "Mr. Han, you are waiting for the Heavenly Saints. Guess, what am I waiting for?"
】
Artus smiled: "From the beginning..."
"Well, what I said at the beginning may be traced back to six thousand years ago..."
"From the moment your Saint Zisi stepped into the Barbarian God's Palace and made me, the Barbarians, feel what it means to have no control over life and death, we have been plotting against you."
"Six thousand years..."
"Do you really think that using the moonlight as a guide, nearly half of the barbarians were sent to Daxuan in order to kill those ordinary people like cattle and sheep?"
Han Changli frowned and looked at Artus. After a moment, he said with some disbelief: "Your goal is..."
Artus laughed: "When a barbarian dies under the barbarian world, his power returns to the barbarian sky. But when he dies under the blue sky, his power will be intercepted by the blue sky and then absorbed."
"It's just that with so much power, will the sky be able to absorb it all in a short while?"
"What we want is to use half the blood of the barbarians to cover up the Sealing Heaven Formation for a while, so that the Sealing Heaven Formation loses control over me, Mantian!"
Han Changli suddenly hit Ates with a blow, but at this time, the space in the Barbarian God's Palace seemed to be stretched infinitely. Han Changli's attack fell in front of Ates after being affected by the Barbarian God's Palace, and was struck by Ates. Si was easily broken up.
"Mr. Han, you are very strong." Artus said, "I am no match for you, but with the help of the Barbarian God Palace, I can barely protect myself."
"So, let's all quietly watch the next development!"
As he said that, Artus waved his hand, and hundreds of phantom pictures suddenly appeared in the Barbarian Palace. Each picture corresponded to a barbarian city. At this time, the barbarian city was filled with blood. If you look closely, you can see that the barbarian city is full of blood. The people in the city seemed to have their blood sucked out in an instant, leaving only a mummy.
Han Changli frowned slightly.
You know, there are one hundred and eight barbarian cities under the barbarian world, and those who can live in the cities are all barbarian dignitaries and outstanding bloodlines!
"Blood sacrifice!" Han Changli gritted his teeth and said, "What are you awakening?"
…
Wumei Snow Mountain.
Emperor Man felt the swaying of the mountains and let out a long breath.
Finally got to this point.
He still remembered the disbelief on his father's face when he told him about the plan before he died.
To this day, he still remembers every word his father said.
"The sky is always weakening, and in the end, it will no longer be able to carry the saint."
"That's when it's our chance."
"However, we must first find a way to cover the restrictions of the Sealing Heaven Formation!"
"The secret technique of the moon may be able to do this."
"Go ahead, Your Majesty. The human race can create six thousand plans in an instant, so let them see how the barbarians who have only focused on one plan for six thousand years can crush them!"
Emperor Man took a deep breath: "After six thousand years, we have finally waited for this day."
He exhaled the breath he inhaled for a long time again, and then shouted——
"Barbarian Sky, rise!"
…
At this time, the Great Wall of Righteousness no longer needed the blessing of children's magic and spiritual induction. Everyone was aware of Mantian's changes.
The originally dark sky turned into blood red, and a depressing aura spread from the sky, making everyone tremble in their hearts.
On the Great Wall of Righteousness, all the Semi-Saints felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
"How is it possible? This momentum... is the Great Perfection of the Universe Realm!" Zeng Zigu frowned and said, "Where is the Heaven Sealing Formation?"
"Blocked by the barbarian blood." Su Ziyou sighed, "It seems that this is the barbarian's trump card!"
"Can it rival the saint's barbarian dome?" Su Poxian was filled with fighting spirit, "How did the barbarians hide themselves?"
Just as the half-saints were transmitting messages to each other, the first sound of thunderstorm came from the wild sky.
The next moment, everyone's eyes widened.
There is a huge thing slowly rising into the sky!
That's a city!
No, there was a hand holding up that city!
In the blink of an eye, a sky-high giant hundreds of feet tall appeared in everyone's eyes. The magnificent barbaric city was in his hands as if it were a toy!
If Chen Luo were here, he would definitely recognize this as the giant that the barbarians called "Titan" when he accidentally entered the underground of a barbarian city and saw it when he entered the barbarian world to save his senior brother.
"Ancient witch—Kuafu!" Ouyang Xiu cried out, "That's the ancient witch clan, the Kuafu clan!"
"No, he's already dead! That's a corpse refined with blood!"
In an instant, the whole story was immediately clear in the minds of these semi-saints.
The Kuafu clan, perhaps like Yue Bu, entered Mantian to escape the pursuit of the demon clan, but in the end they all died.
Six thousand years ago, Torhan, the ancestor of the barbarians, began to blood-refiner Kuafu's corpse in the name of building a barbarian city.
Because of this, those who are qualified to enter Man City are the big shots whose bloodline is closest to Man Tian.
But not allowing the saints to think too much, Kuafu glanced at the Great Wall of Righteousness, then opened his hand and threw the Mancheng in his hand towards the Great Wall of Righteousness like a ball.
"Protect the formation!" Su Poxian shouted, and then all the half-saints took action in unison and attacked the flying Man City. In an instant, the Man City was shattered.
"The realm of Qiankun is perfect, but the physical strength is strong." After one contact, all the saints turned pale, and they had an intuitive understanding of Kuafu's Corpse Puppet. At this time, the Kuafu Corpse Puppet saw the Man City thrown at him. After being crushed, he took two steps and came to a large mountain. He bent down and pulled up the mountain, preparing to smash it against the Great Wall of Righteousness again.
At this moment, a flash of light suddenly shot out from behind the saints, cut through the sky, turned into a long arrow that spanned the sky and the earth, and directly pierced the forehead of Kuafu Corpse Puppet.
The long arrow exploded, and Kuafu's corpse fell to the ground.
The saints turned around and saw behind them, Lang Feixian, Ling Chuchu and Bai Xiao, who were in the shape of a pin, guarding Wang Yusheng, the fifth master of the bamboo forest, in the middle.
At this time, Wang Yusheng's arms were hanging down, his face was pale, and he faced the eyes of the saints and said with a smile: "Sorry, I only have the power of this arrow."
Ling Chuchu's eyes widened: "Look what we did, it's not over yet!"
Sure enough, the next moment, thunder roared in the barbarian sky, and another Kuafu corpse puppet stood up holding the barbarian city.
At this time, Ling Chuchu let out a long breath, and the flames all over his body exploded, and the flames condensed into a flaming phoenix; Lang Feixian raised his eyebrows, and a sword-qi green lotus appeared above his head; Bai Xiao closed his eyes, and behind him, "Bai Ze Bai Mei Tu" "Opened it up, and a white shadow ran out from it.
The fire phoenix held the sword Qi Qinglian in its mouth. Bai Ze followed closely behind the fire phoenix and rushed towards the second Kuafu corpse.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
Three consecutive blows were struck on the second Kuafu corpse puppet. Suddenly, flames, sword energy, and vegetation all sprouted from the second Kuafu corpse puppet, and the corpse puppet fell to the ground again.
However, just as Lang Feixian and the other three were working together to deal with the second corpse puppet, the third corpse puppet had already stood up from the ground and rushed towards the Great Wall of Righteousness.
At this moment, two chants sounded!
"Be worried when the world is worried first, and be happy when the world is happy!"
"Wine can awaken the soul from dreams, and the fragrance of thousands of lotus flowers can pillow a mountain!"
The next moment, the phantom of a towering pavilion and the phantom of a green mountain descended from the sky, working together to suppress the rushing Kuafu corpse!
Two figures appeared in front of everyone, like two giant mountains, protecting the Great Wall of Righteousness behind them.
"Fan Sheng!"
"Han Sheng!"
However, at this time, under the barbarian sky, the remaining one hundred and five barbarian cities were shaking!
At this moment, the space suddenly shattered, and the huge sound almost suppressed the sound of hundreds of cities shaking.
In the void, a figure staggered out.
"Hall Master!"
"Hall Master!"
Everyone looked at the person with shocked expressions.
The person who came was none other than Han Changli.
At this time, Han Changli looked seriously injured. His right sleeve exploded to the shoulder and was covered in blood.
Fan Xiwen and Han Qi rushed forward to greet him, and Han Changli shook his head.
"It doesn't matter, the Master of the Zhanman God Palace paid a little price!" Han Changli shook his head first, then looked at the many Kuafu corpses crawling out of the ground, and sighed.
"The barbarians also have outstanding people..."
"Hall Master, now is not the time to praise them." Su Poxian on the side said helplessly, "One hundred and five barbaric cities, that is, one hundred and five barbarian domes, how can we defeat them?"
"It's not all Barbarian Qiong!" Han Changli shook his head, "The outer barbarian city is probably just three questions."
While they were talking, giants holding up the sky and the earth appeared one after another under the barbaric sky. These zombies looked around blankly.
On a distant mountain peak, Ta Gu felt a pain in his heart and looked in the direction of Wumei Snow Mountain. The next moment, with firm eyes, he shouted a strange syllable loudly.
"Hang"!
Immediately, all the Kuafu corpse puppets faced the direction of the Great Wall of Righteousness and charged fiercely, as if they had received an order.
…
Han Changli looked at the hundreds of giants rushing towards him, raised his remaining left hand, and shouted while writing -
"The sky is in danger!"
"Han Changli, with the order of the 16th generation Holy Hall Master, from now on, we will stop the Heaven Sealing Formation and ask Emperor Qinglong to help us and protect the people of Daxuan!"
After the words fell, an old voice sounded from the far south.
"Just this once, never happen again."
The next moment, a huge cyan light curtain appeared out of thin air, covering the northern border of the human race. Under the light curtain, countless grass and trees sprouted, and instantly grew into a hundred-foot tree wall.
Han Changli did not stop and shouted again——
"The sky is in danger!"
"Han Changli, with the body of the Three Questions Semi-Saint, is willing to accept the punishment of cause and effect, and asks the Netherworld Dao Master Xuanyuan Zhao to break the barrier between the two realms and enter the world of mortals to help my human race!"
Immediately, a gentle but determined voice sounded.
"I naturally want to protect my people!"
As the words fell, the void shattered, and huge black whirlpools emerged. The next moment, a phoenix cry sounded, and Emperor Lin flew out of it on a flaming phoenix, followed by a series of semi-saint figures who had long since died in the eyes of the world.
From behind, another lotus flew out. On top of the lotus sat a Bodhisattva. On the lotus with the most brilliance, there lay a Bodhisattva with brilliant treasures. He looked at the many semi-sages in the world. ,open mouth--
"well!"
"Why are you still fighting across borders?"
"well!"
However, Han Changli's summons had not stopped yet. He looked in the direction of Yuan Hai and took a deep breath——
"Han Changli, in the name of the leader of the Confucian sect of the human race, I sincerely ask the old Dragon Emperor to help our human race!"
Above Yuan Hai, there was silence for a moment, and then a portal flashed out, and a voice of "Grandpa" came from inside.
"Nanny, there are more than a hundred barbarians here..."
"Come on, old dragon, follow the Dragon Emperor's order!"
"Huang Dragon Emperor, Cang Dragon Emperor, if you don't take action, I will kill you first!"
The next moment, three giant dragons burst out of the Yuan Sea and disappeared on the Yuan Sea in the blink of an eye!
In a corner, the Qilin King rolled his eyes.
"Please beg me...please beg me quickly..."
"I also have half the power of a saint!"
"Please beg me, please beg me!"
At this time, Han Changli looked at Kuafu's corpse getting closer and closer, and let out a long breath.
"war!"
In an instant, the phoenix, dragon, bodhisattva, semi-saint... all fell into the battlefield!
…
The Great Wall of Righteousness is protected by the Azure Dragon Emperor, and the aftermath has not harmed the Great Wall of Righteousness.
But everyone couldn't help but feel heartbroken as they watched the half-saint fall.
Countless flesh-and-blood people tried to break out of the barrier, but were blocked back by the Azure Dragon Emperor.
All this time, they could only feel the first half of the couplet in Taiping City - A great scholar dares to live and die for the common people!
But now, what they see is the real second half of the sentence——
The saint died for peace!
…
Looking at his colleagues who fell one after another, Han Changli took a deep breath.
He exited the battle circle, and a scroll of "Spring and Autumn" appeared in his hand.
"Han Changli, what are you going to do!" Fan Xiwen was the first to see Han Changli's movements and immediately appeared in front of him.
"Brother Fan Xian, protect me!" Han Chang said calmly.
"Think clearly, after this move, you will die and the formation will be broken!"
"It can't be worse than now!" Han Changli saw another Half-Saint die, a Netherworld Semi-Saint, but this time, he was really dead.
Fan Xiwen nodded in silence and took a step back: "I will protect you!"
Han Changli then looked to the sky and shouted loudly——
"Han Changli, based on his teachings, invites the most holy teacher!"
With a cry, a sigh seemed to appear in the sky.
In the sky-sealing formation that was covered by blood energy, a burly figure walked out of the formation, and then cracks appeared in the sky-sealing formation.
The next moment, the burly shadow appeared above Han Changli.
"Please help me, the Holy Saint, become a Saint and kill my enemies!" Han Changli closed his eyes.
At this moment, a familiar voice sounded in Han Changli's ears: "Old guy, if you die, who will be in charge of the church?"
Han Changli suddenly opened his eyes, and the method of inviting saints on his body was also interrupted.
"Lao Kong!"
"Look up!" The voice sounded again, this time in the ears of all races.
Everyone raised their heads and saw streaks of bright light emerging in the sky. In the light, countless people came from outside the sky.
"Rescue from heaven!"
"Tianwai has returned with help!"
"The Holy Land is finally back!"
Then, before everything was over, another voice that everyone was familiar with sounded in the sky——
"Kunlun Mountain Qilin Cliff, the headmaster of Yuxu Palace, Yuanshi Tianzun's decree:"
"Lei Zhenzi, a third-generation disciple, fights when ordered to do so, as urgent as the law dictates!"
"Lei Zhenzi, I have the order!"
"The High God of Xuan Qiong, Jade Emperor, Great Heavenly Lord, decrees:"
"Nezha, the great god of the Santan Haihui, comes out as soon as the talisman is summoned, as urgent as a law or order!"
"Nezha, I have the order!"
The next moment, the wind and thunder exploded, and the flames burned the sky!
At dawn, Chen Luo returns!
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