Yan Luoyun's proposal could not be described as sinister and sinister. The old guys from the two factions pondered for a while and expressed their agreement.
After all, in their eyes, slave monks are just property and are not treated as human beings at all. At this critical moment, it is appropriate to sacrifice them as consumables.
So thousands of high-level monks took the order and left. They would mobilize a sufficient number of slaves from all over the place, and then send them to the twelve capitals of the gods to be sacrificed.
"...I'm afraid it's too late!"
An incarnation of the will of heaven said indifferently: "The origin of the world has been lost in large quantities. If they are not stopped quickly, the entire world will suffer an unprecedented disaster!"
Yan Luoyun's expression changed slightly. This was a straightforward warning. There was something wrong with the origin of the world, and all the monks would be unlucky. No one could survive alone.
She thought for a while and then said cautiously: "We will mobilize enough power as soon as possible, and after this incident, we will hold an unprecedented scale ceremony to sacrifice to heaven and sacrifice enough sacrifices to help the world recover its strength, how about this? "
The other party nodded slightly, and the old guys around him also relaxed a little. The safety of the Kirigakure world is related to everyone's life and path, and naturally there is no room for luck.
Half an hour later, the first batch of slave monks arrived. There were more than four million in total. They were all above the level of Taiyi Golden Immortal. There were also Daluo Golden Immortal and Quasi-Saint Emperor. There were no slaves below the level of Taiyi Golden Immortal. Sacrificing value.
Yan Luoyun simply gave them a few words of instruction, saying that drawing cakes was a must. It was nothing more than that as long as they worked hard to kill the enemy, and after defeating the foreign enemies, he would give them their freedom, and even pretended to make a great oath.
This kind of insincere promise had some effect. Some of the slave monks had a brighter look in their eyes, as if they were planning to try their best.
The incarnations of the will of heaven did not say much, and they were immediately sent into batches into the twelve capitals of the gods.
"here we go again……"
Inside the formation, Qin Muling, who felt the fluctuations in space, immediately warned that under the suppression of the Qinglian Shadow Domain, only those incarnations of the will of heaven could still send a large number of monks in.
The surrounding senior sisters formed formations with solemn expressions. Qin Muling himself also raised the Hongmeng Blood Prison Halberd. When the first batch of monks emerged from the clouds of light, they were instantly hit head-on.
Thousands of piercing sword shadows rolled down, and countless thunder and lightning rays snaked and danced covering the entire place. The Infinite Origin Bell erupted into numerous waves of light and shadow, and wherever it passed, all tangible and intangible existences were crushed. Pressure, annihilation.
With the help of a large number of innate Hongmeng treasures, in just a dozen breaths, these slave monks were completely wiped out, and no one survived.
Then, the second and third batches of slave monks appeared, and they were also wiped out by the brothers and sisters. This level of power poses no substantial threat to them at all.
Outside, a larger number of slave monk legions were continuously escorted by the elders, and were continuously sent into the formation by the incarnation of the will of heaven.
However, an offensive of this magnitude could not help Qin Muling and the senior sisters at all, so after spending five or six hours fighting each other, the total number of monk slaves sent in to be sacrificed reached hundreds of millions. But still stood firm and motionless.
"...This method seems to be unsuccessful. Is there any other way?"
One of the Supreme Elders frowned and said, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot. Although the loss was only a slave, it was a valuable property after all. It would be false to say that it was not painful.
So, a group of old guys gathered together and started talking.
Yan Luoyun suddenly had a cruel thought in his heart: If a blood sacrifice of unprecedented scale was held now and hundreds of millions of slave monks were slaughtered as sacrifices, would it be possible to break the mysterious formation in front of him?
Or... directly control their soul bodies, and then let them go to the big formation to self-destruct. If you do it a few more times, the destructive power will not be much worse, right?
She immediately told the old guys around her about her idea, and these ruthless big shots agreed without any hesitation.
The preparation time for the blood sacrifice ceremony was a bit long, so Yan Luoyun decided to make other arrangements. At the same time, he first asked a group of slave monks to self-explode the soul body to see the effect.
Soon, more than tens of millions of slave monks were escorted over. They were ordered to surround the outer circle of the formation and stand in a specific formation position.
Yan Luoyun and other big shots retreated to a safe distance and then issued orders.
As a series of deep and heavy drums sounded, these slave monks whose souls were controlled, with their faces full of unwillingness and grief, rushed towards the formation like crazy, and then launched a collective self-destruction.
In an instant, the earth shook and the mountains shook, as if thousands of suns suddenly erupted, with a blinding brilliance that illuminated the dark underground as bright as day.
The space structure on the first floor near the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods Formation directly collapsed into a state of nothingness due to the terrifying high temperature and pressure. Endless chaos and turbulent storms surged out from inside, instantly flooding an area hundreds of millions of miles in radius.
Yan Luoyun and other powerful experts were so shocked that they all used their life treasures to resist, contain the dissipated energy storm, and worked hard to repair the collapsed space structure, so as not to backfire and endanger the safety of the Kirigakure world.
When the scene finally returned to calm, the mysterious formation was still intact, as if nothing had happened.
"Why is this the result again?"
An old guy asked with a bad tone. With so many slave monks self-destructing, it stands to reason that no big formation can be resisted. No matter what they do, it should have some effect.
"Try a few more times, please?"
Yan Luoyun gritted her teeth and said that she did not believe that this formation was eternal unless it was made by the legendary Hunyuan Saint Supreme.
Next, tens of millions more slave monks were brought over and tried three times in a row, with the number increasing each time, but to no avail.
Finally, Yan Luoyun gritted his teeth and gave the order, gathering all the remaining over 100 million slave monks in one place, and launched a self-destruction of unprecedented scale.
At this moment, an incomparably huge green lotus phantom suddenly appeared, with clear brilliance, suppressing all directions, carrying the everlasting aura of loneliness, depth, mystery and remoteness, overlooking all living beings from high above, and sweeping away all the violent and chaotic spatial turbulence. repression.
"Then...what is that?"
Countless big shots who were watching from a distance exclaimed in surprise. Even the oldest antiques couldn't identify what kind of treasure this Qinglian phantom was.
Yan Luoyun frowned slightly, this Qinglian phantom... She had already seen its power once when she was attacked last time. She didn't think much of it at the time, but now it seems that it seems to be something unusual?
"What kind of heavy weapon will be in the image of Qinglian? Could it be the legendary... Qinglian created by the innate Hongmeng?"
A certain old guy muttered in a low voice, instantly attracting the attention of the entire audience. While everyone was shocked, they hurriedly searched for information and memories related to the Qinglian created by the Innate Hongmeng from the depths of their souls.
The scattered information fed back made the expressions of these old guys change invariably. Combined with the previous performances, it seems that this group of mysterious enemies that are attacking are really the legendary supreme artifact? At least it is inseparable from it.
Only in this way can we explain why the other party was able to sneak into the depths of the ground without anyone noticing. Even the great barrier formation of the Heavenly Dao and the numerous natural barriers had no effect on him.
Only the innate Hongmeng Green Lotus, also known as the Thirty-sixth Grade Creation Green Lotus, which has been passed down for countless calamities, truly comes into the world, can it possess such miraculous power.
"It's almost confirmed that he is the Qinglian created by the innate Hongmeng, and he has already transformed into a human!"
The incarnation of the will of heaven said with an indifferent expression, their supernatural perception is far from the ordinary human race, and it is basically impossible to make mistakes in the induction and identification of such creation gods.
As soon as these words came out, all the monks in the audience were shocked. They all stared at the unknown black formation with fire-spitting eyes. If they hadn't already known how terrifying and difficult it was, all of them would have been afraid. People couldn't help but rush forward.
"So? Can we just sit back and let him empty out the origin of this world?"
Only Yan Luoyun asked in a bad tone.
Although he was shocked that this legendary god-defying creature actually appeared here, no matter what, the other party wanted to plunder the original essence of this world to perfect himself. This cannot be tolerated in any case.
"Perhaps, we can talk to Him?"
Some old antiques tentatively suggested that since Qinglian was created by the innate Hongmeng, it must be different from the demands of the human race's mighty powers.
Furthermore, they still have a trace of fantasy in their hearts. If they can reach some kind of agreement or contract with this legendary supreme being, maybe the hope of attaining enlightenment, becoming a saint, and eternal transcendence will be within reach?
Compared with my own hope of enlightenment and transcendence, the safety of the entire world seems not that important.
Yan Luoyun frowned slightly: "How to talk about it? Is He willing to talk to us?"
"Teleport me in alone and talk to Him face to face. Is that okay?"
An old guy said immediately, but was rejected by others as expected.
Once you, an old guy, get in, God knows, will you sell all our interests to make a living for yourself?
As expected, another round of fierce quarrels broke out at the scene. Big bosses from all parties refused to give in to each other, and they all wanted to fight for the opportunity to face the innate Hongmeng Qinglian.
If you miss this time, I'm afraid you will never have the same opportunity again in the future.
"...It's really interesting. These guys who are about to die are still arguing back and forth at this time!"
Inside the formation, Yu Xingning said in a sarcastic tone, and the senior sisters couldn't help but look at each other and smile.
Xue Bingxuan smiled and said: "Actually, it is understandable. After all, it is the Creation Qinglian! For these guys, the temptation of attaining enlightenment and becoming a saint is too great, and no benefit can compare with it. .”
Linghu Xuelan looked at Qin Muling and asked, "Junior brother, you won't be merciful to them, right?"
"How is that possible? They are not relatives to begin with, why should we let them go?"
Qin Muling asked doubtfully.
Yu Lingzhou said with a smile: "I think the female head teacher is pretty. Why don't we let her go later and capture her and make her a slave maid for you. It should be pretty good, what do you think?"
Qin Muling shook his head: "Don't make such a joke, how can she be compared with the senior sisters?"
"Hmph, little junior brother, just understand!"
Qi Yalan covered her mouth and chuckled. This guy is good at everything, but he is too greedy for beauty. He is as lustful as life. He is really...
In the past countless calamities, no matter how hard the powerful minds in the world thought, they would never have imagined that the incarnation of the Creation Green Lotus would have such a virtue, right?
Although Qin Muling was chatting and laughing with her senior sisters, the Qinglian Phantom's action of absorbing and plundering the essence of the origin never stopped for a moment, and the area of the world's origin ocean was still slowly shrinking.
Judging from this trend, in at most one day and one night, nearly half of the original essence will be swept away by the Qinglian phantom.
As long as the threat of the Hidden Mist World is eliminated, Taixu Xingkong will gain at least hundreds of years of peaceful development, and can easily be promoted to the Xuan-level world, and it is even possible to set foot in the middle-to-high-level Xuan-level world.
The crazy offensive outside had stopped, and a group of old guys were still arguing energetically, but no one mentioned the continued attack.
Because they have understood that facing Qinglian, the innate Hongmeng creation, no matter what kind of offensive is of no avail, negotiation is the wisest and most pragmatic choice.
However, the incarnation of the will of heaven next to him is no longer willing to wait any longer, because the loss of the original essence of the world is getting more and more serious. If he does not want the entire world to become a ruin, he must make a decision now.
In the end, Yan Luoyun of Chiyuan Demon Palace finally overcame all opinions and reached an agreement with her old antiques, and she was allowed to go in and negotiate with Chuangshi Qinglian. Tianyun Temple can also send a representative, and the two of them will take care of each other and supervise each other.
As the light and shadow changed, two figures appeared inside the formation.
As soon as Yan Luoyun stabilized his body, he saw a streak of blood-colored thunder across the space, beating the representative of the Tianyun Temple next to him, a middle-aged man with a majestic expression, to ashes, leaving nothing behind.
It’s over…
Yan Luoyun's face turned slightly pale. She didn't expect that only two people came in this time. They clearly wanted to talk, but the other party refused to give her a chance.
Moreover, he was on the opponent's home court, and his magic power was greatly suppressed, so he had no chance to escape.
However, she waited for a few breaths, but the expected thunder attack did not come. A beautiful young man in purple with red lips and white teeth, a dragon and a phoenix, was standing not far away, holding an awe-inspiring and star-studded bloody halberd. He looked at her with interest.
"You, you are..."
Yan Luoyun asked in a low voice, her soft voice trembling slightly.
Although the other party looked harmless, she did not dare to take it lightly. After all, hundreds of millions of monks had fallen into the hands of the other party before.
Qin Muling nodded: "As you think, I am the incarnation of Qinglian created by the innate Hongmeng. How do you treat me?"
"..."
Yan Luoyun's beautiful eyes widened, her expression full of disbelief. The legendary supreme opportunity to attain enlightenment, become a saint, and achieve eternal transcendence actually appeared before her eyes like this?
Sensing the unfathomable pressure on the opponent, Yan Luoyun instantly understood that he would not have any chance. After all, there were a large group of beautiful and stern-looking female cultivators around him staring at him.
Thousands of thoughts went through Yan Luoyun's heart in an instant, and then she made the decision that was most in line with her heart.
The palace owner immediately leaned over and bowed down, her lips slightly parted: "I am the supreme leader of the Chiyuan Demon Palace. From now on, I am willing to leave everything behind. I just want to stay with Chuangshi Qinglian forever and be a slave." No matter what!"
Qin Muling looked slightly startled, but the expressions of the senior sisters behind him changed. This prodigal man was really good at seizing opportunities, and bowed down at the slightest disagreement.
I knew you were shameless, but I never thought you would be so shameless! After all, he is the top talker of a super powerful family!
Qin Muling was silent for a moment and said: "The great world of Mist Hidden is destined to be unsustainable. Don't you have anything to say about this?"
Yan Luoyun smiled helplessly: "Now that I know the result, what else can I say? This is no longer something I can change on my own!"
"People of my generation have always put their own path and great cause above all else. Since the fall of the world is a foregone conclusion, we can only face reality."
The great world of Kirigakure is hopeless, but Yan Luoyun feels that he can still save it. As long as he can get the approval of the innate Hongmeng creation Qinglian, he has a chance to survive.
Qin Muling asked: "You should still have some old relatives and friends in the sect, right? Don't you care about it?"
Yan Luoyun's attitude was very straightforward: "The honor and disgrace of their life and death, I am unable to intervene now. It is up to you, Master, to decide."
"Haha, you see clearly!"
Qin Muling shook his head and laughed. The palace master was indeed not confused, but should he be lenient to her?
Behind him, Yu Xing looked at her sharply for a while and said coldly: "You can surrender if you want, but from now on you will only be able to live as a slave maid by his side. Can you accept it?"
Yan Luoyun said without hesitation: "I do!"
If she dared to say no, she would have to go out on the spot. Although her status as a slave maid was disgraceful, it was worth it as long as she could stay by Qin Muling's side.
For the sake of your own path and great cause, don’t be shabby.
Yu Xingning nodded slightly. After Yan Luoyun took the initiative to let go of her soul body, she immediately personally planted dozens of the most vicious and mysterious restrictions to ensure that she would never be able to get rid of the shackles.
"Okay, now tell us everything you know and all the intelligence information about this big world!"
Linghu Xuelan smiled sweetly and said, as one of the most powerful figures in the world, Yan Luoyun will never lose the secrets he holds.
"Okay, whatever you want to ask, I will definitely tell you everything!"
Yan Luoyun said happily, anyway, the destruction of the Great Kirigakure World has entered a countdown, and there is no point in keeping these secrets.
An hour later, the old guys outside could no longer hold themselves back and sent two more people in, accompanied by an incarnation of the will of heaven.
At this time, Yan Luoyun had already entered Qin Muling's internal space to rest, so the two new people who came in were killed with one blow without knowing anything about the situation, including the incarnation of the will of heaven.
As a result, the opponent finally gave up completely and resumed the offensive.
Since all the slave monks on site have been lost, if they want to continue to maintain a high-pressure attack, they must mobilize a new army of slave monks to sacrifice themselves. Therefore, the old guys did not hesitate and immediately issued orders through their respective confidants.
Along with the scattered cloud light in mid-air, another group of incarnations of the will of heaven descended, bringing the number of incarnations present to sixty-four.
Fighting at home, theoretically they can all exert their strength equivalent to that of the Ya Sheng. However, due to the suppression of the Green Lotus Shadow Domain, their power will inevitably be greatly reduced. In fact, they are not much stronger than the three corpses of the human race. .
