nyslfriends Chapter 1663: It’s almost done, alarm!
Chapter 1663: It’s almost done, alarm!
Just as these extremely cautious monks from the two tribes retreated one after another...
The coalition forces of the two tribes who still stayed on the front battlefield, greedy for more contribution points, also met with the rage of the top powerhouses of the Purgatory Tribe.
Under the ruthless and cruel cleansing by the Purgatory Clan priests and gods,
One after another, the monks of the two races were covered in blood on the spot, like fallen wheat straw, one after another, a large area was fallen.
The smell of blood in the air became thicker.
Simultaneously.
Screams, one after another, echoed throughout the sky.
"Ancestor, help me..."
"Disciple, run!"
"···"
"No···"
When the allied forces of the two tribes heard these last howls before death, their faces turned pale immediately.
Immediately.
The monks of the two tribes who reacted did not dare to delay any longer and shot towards the rear one after another.
However, how could the coalition forces of the two tribes outrun the top strong men of the Purgatory Tribe?
Soon!
Another blood flower bloomed.
Pfft!
I saw the ray of light that shot out suddenly stop.
The light disappears.
A rising demon cultivator appeared.
I saw a thumb-sized hole in the center of his brow, which had appeared at some point, and trickles of blood and white brain matter were flowing out of the wound.
The demon cultivator, who had lost his vitality, also fell straight into the void.
Almost at the same time.
Gorgeous blood flowers bloomed in the colorful mist.
The scattered lights were extinguished one by one.
Like falling meteors, they fell down one after another.
Just as these top warriors of the Purgatory Clan were launching a monstrous massacre...
suddenly.
They seemed to have received some orders. They paused what they were doing, glanced with their bloodshot eyes at the madly fleeing escape light, and snorted coldly.
"You're lucky this time!
Next time, you won’t be so lucky.”
After a cold glance, they flashed and disappeared in the colorful mist.
The remaining monks of the two tribes patted their chests anxiously, secretly thinking with hope:
“I almost went to meet the ancestors.
After I withdraw from the battlefield this time, I will never come to the front line again."
After muttering something, the remaining monks of the two tribes did not dare to stay where they were, but flew backwards at a faster speed.
however.
In just this short period of time, three quarters of the coalition forces from both tribes on the front line were killed.
Only one quarter of the cultivators of the two tribes, thanks to their good luck, escaped this disaster.
But when you think about it...
More than 40,000 monks from the two tribes died.
the other side.
The two tribes' old monsters who had transformed into gods were now constantly pouring the origin of the laws into the illusory river in front of them.
Only Venerable Peach Blossom still had the energy to observe the movements of Venerable Bandao.
After watching for a long time, he saw that Cheng Buzheng did not make any other moves towards the Island Master, so he withdrew his gaze.
Then!
Cheng Buzheng, with dark golden light flowing in his eyes, set his gaze on the front line. His magical eyes penetrated through numerous obstacles and saw an empty front line.
There were also thousands of rays of light approaching rapidly from behind.
See this scene.
A hint of thought flashed through Cheng Buzheng's mind.
"what happened?
Where is my army from the east?
Could it be that they were all killed by the strong men of the Purgatory Clan in such a short time? "
Although he was a little bit unbelieving, the facts were in front of him and he had no choice but to believe it.
otherwise.
It is impossible for the coalition forces of the two ethnic groups remaining on the front line to disappear out of thin air.
Only powerful beings like the priests and messengers of the Purgatory Clan could cause such a horrific disaster in such a short period of time.
as predicted.
As Cheng Buzheng's eyes turned...
soon.
He saw in the void that the lifeless bodies of the monks of the two races were falling from the clouds and landing in the forbidden sea below.
However, after taking a quick look around, he still did not see any trace of the Purgatory Clan's godsons and priests.
Tight!
Cheng Buzheng's heart moved, as if he thought of something?
"wrong!
When the strong men of the Purgatory Clan saw this sudden change, it was impossible for them not to take any action.
The priests and messengers who have disappeared are most likely preparing countermeasures. "
He didn't believe that the Purgatory Clan would remain indifferent to the actions of the two clans this time.
It is even more impossible that there is no solution.
This is impossible.
Don’t forget that there is a powerful man from the upper realm hidden in the Purgatory Continent.
There can't be no way to deal with it.
Therefore, the sudden disappearance of the Purgatory Clan priests and messengers may have received orders from the Purgatory Clan's ancestor.
Think about this.
Cheng Buzheng thought to himself that something was wrong.
"It's impossible that the ancestor of the Purgatory Clan has been lured out so soon!"
The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt.
"wrong!
We still have a chance to avoid a confrontation with the ancestor of the Purgatory Clan."
Followed by.
Cheng Buzheng's gaze fell on the four directions of the east of the [Qiankun Positive and Reverse Tianhe Array].
Dark golden light flows in the eyes...
soon.
His gaze pierced through the void and fell into the space attached to the formation.
When he looked into the distance, he saw an extremely huge tripod in Cheng Buzheng's sight.
Not bad.
This is one of the four wild tripods.
At this moment, a steady stream of blood poured into this desolate cauldron.
The key is...
Now the blood-colored energy flowing in the desolate cauldron is no longer just a thin layer at the bottom of the cauldron.
The blood-colored energy has flooded to the waist of Huang Ding.
About half of it was absorbed.
This is also the time in which the [Qiankun Positive and Negative Tianhe Array] absorbs and transforms energy.
Moreover, the surging blood-colored energy was still rapidly increasing.
According to the current trend, it will not take long to completely fill up this huge cauldron.
same.
Cheng Buzheng saw the bloody tide surging...
The image of an endless sea of blood and evil subconsciously emerged in his mind.
"The [Qian Kun Positive and Negative Heavenly River Formation] has exploded to its limit this time. Could it be that it has covered the Blood Evil Sea?"
The more Cheng Buzheng thought about it, the more likely this seemed to be the case.
after all!
No matter how much blood mist there is, no matter in terms of volume?
Or concentration?
None of them can compare with the bloody sea water.
Only an almost endless sea of blood can refine such a vast amount of blood energy in a short period of time.
Just as Cheng Buzheng was watching from the corner of his eyes, the blood-colored energy in the desolate cauldron in the attached space continued to rise...
the other side.
The high priest and the great envoy of the Purgatory Clan have arrived at the forbidden area of Blood Abyss.
They looked up and saw a huge millstone floating in the air and a black coffin standing there.
After one glance.
The high priest and the great divine messenger all bowed their heads, bowed and saluted, saying:
"Meet the ancestor!"
"Meet the ancestor!"
After a while, a slightly impatient voice came from the black coffin.
"What went wrong again?"
This statement came out.
The high priest and the high priest looked at each other in silence.
After all, it seemed like every time He came, there was no good news.
No wonder the ancestor's tone was full of disgust.
However, this awkward atmosphere came quickly and went away even faster.
Immediately.
The great envoy coughed lightly, then spoke:
“Ancestor!
It's really not our fault this time.
It’s because the two tribes have too many treasures, and we simply don’t have the top treasures to compete with them.”
talking.
The great envoy's gaze could not help but linger for a moment on the huge millstone under the black coffin.
after all.
This millstone is the only supreme spiritual treasure of the Purgatory Clan.
However, this treasure is now being used to heal the ancestor's injuries and cannot be used at all.
Therefore, faced with the continuous tactics of both humans and demons, they had no room to fight back.
If you hold this treasure...
He was confident that he could completely destroy the array of laws that covered the endless void.
Even if the gods of humans and demons join forces, he has the confidence to keep the two coalition forces out.
Unfortunately, they have no magical treasures...
This will lead to the Saint Clan’s repeated retreat.
Now, we have even reached the point where there is no way back.
Think of this.
The great envoy couldn't help but feel annoyed.
But He did not show this emotion.
same.
Also because the Purgatory Clan's Great God's Envoy's gaze stayed on [Purgatory World-Destroying Mill] for too short a time...
So, whether it is the high priest?
Even the ancestor of the Purgatory Clan, who had just awakened from his retreat, did not notice the great god's little trick.
Hear the words.
The ancestor of the Purgatory Clan did not dwell on this issue any further.
After all, this is an indisputable fact.
This is also due to...
Only then did He patiently give these youngsters opportunities again and again.
Otherwise, given his personality, he would never give her a second chance.
immediately!
The ancestor of Purgatory skipped the topic and asked:
“Don’t act like a little girl.
Say it!
What happened this time?"
At this time, the high priest stepped forward, bowed and said:
"Report to the ancestor!
No one knew what method the two tribes' Divine Transformation cultivators used, but they managed to increase the area covered by the formation by more than ten times in a very short period of time!
Even we didn’t have time to react.”
Hear the words.
The ancestor of the Purgatory Clan said calmly:
"If that's all, there's no need to report this to me in person!"
"The first ancestor is wise!" The high priest bowed and continued:
"The formations set up by the two tribes not only expanded their coverage area by more than ten times, but the key point is that the power of the formations has not been weakened at all.
Instead, it becomes even stronger.”
“Even the battle formation bestowed by you, the ancestor, cannot resist the terrifying devouring power erupting from the formations of the two clans.
so···"
As soon as these words came out.
The ancestor of the Purgatory Clan was stunned, and seemed to have thought of something?
next moment.
A terrifying divine thought as vast as the sea spread out from the black coffin and enveloped the blood-red clouds.
In a flash, the colorful mist covering the boundless sea of blood and evil appeared in his divine vision.
Take a closer look...
The colorful mist covering the vast surface of the bloody ocean burst out with an astonishing devouring power, madly devouring the bloody sea water.
The sea level of the Blood Sea is also dropping at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Obviously.
Every minute and every second, a huge amount of blood evil power is being absorbed by the five-colored formation.
After taking a closer look...
The ancestor of the Purgatory Clan also realized why the formations set up by the two clans violated the principles of formations!
"Humph!
It turned out to be because of the formation.
And the grade is not low."
"Use this treasure to repay my loss this time!"
Followed by.
His gaze fell on the priests and messengers scattered throughout the Sea of Blood.
Although these gods and priests have tried their best to unleash the source of their own laws to resist the boundless and surging colorful mist...
pity!
The Blood Sea is too vast. It is impossible for only a dozen priests and messengers to protect the entire Blood Sea.
The more the ancestor of the Purgatory Clan looked at it, the more the rage burning in his eyes grew.
Finally He couldn't bear it anymore!
This is His hope to recover from His injuries!
As for the younger generations of both human and demon races, they are trying to block his path to immortality.
How could He not be angry?
next moment.
From the sky above the Blood Abyss, there was an earth-shaking roar.
“Boys from both tribes, you are so brave!
Do you really think that little thing can threaten me?
This will let you see how terrible the anger of the combined Taoist master is?
What happened today was the most foolish decision you have ever made."
The mighty roar shook the sky.
For a while.
The entire Purgatory Continent was in turmoil, with endless thunder surging.
It was as if even the heavens were angry.
It may seem a bit exaggerated, but this is indeed the power that a strong person should have.
There are even some more terrifying strong men, whose every word and action are accompanied by the mighty force of heaven and earth. If those with lower cultivation level disobey them in the slightest, they will be crushed into nothingness under the mighty force of heaven and earth.
Also at this moment.
The high priest and the great messenger, who bowed their heads, also felt the terrifying power brewing above the black coffin.
The vast waves that spread out alone caused a sense of panic to arise in their hearts involuntarily.
next moment.
boom!
A thunderous sound like the earth-shaking explosion rang out.
The black coffin, which was as valuable as a treasure, was instantly blown into pieces, with countless pieces of debris flying out.
There was only a blood-red light and shadow, standing on the [Purgatory World-Destroying Mill] with an angry face.
Immediately.
He glanced calmly at the high priest and the great messenger who were standing with their heads bowed.
After one glance.
The World-Destroying Mill under the feet of the ancestor of the Purgatory Clan was surrounded by spiritual light, flashed for a moment, and disappeared on the spot.
at the same time.
In the middle of the bloody ocean, a blood-red light and shadow that almost blended with the surroundings appeared out of thin air.
The ancestor of the Purgatory Clan took a look at the shrinking blood sea water, and a trace of pain appeared in his eyes.
“If I had known this!
When I was chasing that thief, I should have broken the formation.
otherwise!
Now it is worth paying such a huge price.”
Thinking of this.
He felt deep regret in his heart.
The ancestor of the Purgatory Clan is not without other ways to solve the problem before him.
However, there are some methods that cannot be used in his current state.
There are other ways, but there is not enough time.
If we wait until then, the Blood Sea will be destroyed by at least half.
Is this result something He cannot accept no matter what?
This is exactly why.
The ancestor of the Purgatory Clan decided to use that secret method to recover from his injuries first.
As for performing the secret method, although it would greatly waste the power of blood evil, compared with destroying half of the blood evil sea...
Obviously it's a good idea.
after all!
He can’t afford to delay at all now!
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