There has been a movement under the abyss of the corpse mountain!

This is a long-awaited thing, and there is no need to be notified again, the great powers of the monks of the two realms have converged, appearing in the sky above the corpse mountain abyss, scattered in a staggered manner on the vast heavenly dome of hundreds of millions of miles, faintly forming a huge formation.

This is a formation deduced by the two realms' true self-level powerhouses together.

Above the center of the abyss, the hazy figure of the Immortal Goddess stood outstanding, surrounded by a huge jade wall of Buddha.

She looked down at the corpse abyss below, and slowly spoke: "Under the corpse abyss, the supreme true demon is really awakening, the infinite corpses will rush out of the corpse mountain abyss, and the endless resentful spirits will flock to the Nine Realms. ”

"In this battle, we must win but not lose!"

"Win, win, win!"

"Win!"

Shangyangzi Immortal couldn't help but exclaim: "Immortal Dao friendly spirit, Nine Realms Dao Friends are really iron-clad!"

"That being the case, I am a immeasurable Divine Monk, so why should I be afraid of a battle!"

"Don't be afraid of a war!"

"Don't be afraid of a war!"

“......”

The monks of the two realms were all enthusiastic, and they couldn't wait for all of them to go out and enter the abyss of the corpse mountain.

Ye Ang frowned without a trace, his true cultivation was naturally not the cultivation that was revealed at the moment, so he faintly sensed that the true self of the two realms was supreme, and they were both using their own means to influence the hearts of the monks and urge them to fight.

Although this starting point is good, Ye Ang is not optimistic about this method.

Playing chicken blood on an empty stomach is just a kind of helplessness.

But the Supreme has their own considerations, and it is not their turn to speak.

"Roar!"

A low roar, as if coming from the entire universe, echoed in everyone's ears in an instant, and it was not known where the sound came from.

"Rustling ......"

"Rustle, rustle, rustle......"

Extremely subtle rustling sounds began to penetrate densely from below the abyss, and even though they were covered by a thick array of light, they still couldn't stop the increasingly dense sound from coming.

Not only is the sound getting closer, but the frequency of this rustling sound is getting faster and faster!

Just by listening to the sound, one could imagine how many terrifying beings were frantically rushing upwards at this moment in the passage covered by the Corpse Mountain Abyss Light Array.

Ye Ang believed that if there had not been the Supreme Beings who had not used spiritual means to urge the monks to fight, I was afraid that at this time, I just don't know how many monks would be afraid.

Shangyangzi and a group of mixed elements looked down, while Lady Zihuan led another group of mixed elements and many Taiyi immortals to operate huge stars, moving many stars and rotating them according to specific positions and orbits, forming a large operating array, swaying an aura like a colorful waterfall towards all the monks.

Such a huge scene made the fear in the hearts of the monks a little lower.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The rustle grew closer and louder, and by the end of the day, it had become a boom.

"Boom!"

"Knock! knock!"

On the endless array of light, there was a sudden roar, and the sound of dense blows suddenly sounded, and from the sky, the originally flat light array suddenly made countless ripples.

It was as if the originally calm lake was blown by a strong wind, and it rose and fell in an instant.

Most of the Venerables of the Wheel of Life were high in the Nine Heavens, overlooking the abyss, but their faces were calm, while the many monks who were arrayed around the abyss and were based in the void had extremely solemn expressions, and one by one they unconsciously clenched their respective weapons.

"Groan!"

In the midst of a huge dragon roar, the light array suddenly trembled, as if a huge wave had risen on the sea, setting off waves of light hundreds of feet high.

After a violent tremble, the light dissipated and turned into a transparent barrier again.

I saw—

Under the barrier, the far-reaching surroundings with a diameter of 100 million miles were crowded with dense corpses of all kinds, they were infinitely powerful, and their bodies exuded a strange red and black mist, crazy and bloodthirsty, frantically hitting the transparent barrier.

And in the middle of the abyss, endless resentful spirits were like waves, wantonly impacting the transparent barrier, and each impact would cause the barrier to tremble violently.

In the transparent enchantment, thunder dragons appeared, and they roamed wildly in the enchantment, but they let out a howl of pain as if they were being hurt by the impact all the time.

The ancestor of the True Martial Palace, Yun Zhenwu held the True Martial Xuanjia in his hand, sitting in the sky above the abyss, he casually threw out the Xuanjia, and the Xuanjia rose in the wind, and in an instant, it turned into a transparent barrier hundreds of millions of miles wide, covering the sky, just blocking the sky directly above the exit of the Corpse Mountain Abyss.

It was also at this time that the Venerables of the Wheel of Destiny began to adjust their positions and appeared in all directions below the barrier.

"Boom!"

After all, the seal at the entrance of the abyss was only arranged by the Great Venerables, and it couldn't stop them for too long, and they were finally breached.

In an instant, like foul-smelling corpse water gushing out of the abyss, the tide of corpses and resentful spirits suddenly rushed out of the abyss of the corpse mountain.

The tide of corpses spread directly in all directions, while the tide of resentful spirits rushed towards the sky.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The position formed by the monks was suddenly shocked by the tide of corpses.

The light curtains of the enchantment, which had been prepared for a long time, lit up, and the monks relied on the formation and many defensive projects to resist the tide of corpses, but in just a moment, the defense of the front line was overwhelmed by the continuous tide of corpses.

But they have dragged their feet.

"Boom, boom!!"

"Rumble!"

In an instant, the long-range strike magic spell seemed to be unwanted, and it was wantonly launched into the corpse tide, and the fire, ice, toxin, corrosion, thunder, and spatial fission all kinds of terrifying large-scale lethal spells and magic powers swept through the range of hundreds of millions of miles in just a moment, making the area from the corpse mountain abyss to the monk's position suddenly empty.

It was as if someone was holding a colorful rag and wiped away the "corpse water" flowing around the corpse mountain abyss at once.

However, this scene only lasted for a moment, without the slightest stop, and even the nearby defensive front row did not have time to slaughter the corpses that rushed in front of them, and a dense tide of corpses crawled out of the abyss of the corpse mountain, they moved like the wind, and their strength was infinite, and they ran through the boulders, stepped on the slopes, and flew sand and rocks all the way, like cannonballs towards the monks' camp.

In the sky, the tide of resentful spirits rushing towards the sky was like a fountain, but it was suddenly blocked by Yun Zhenwu's transparent barrier, and in an instant, I don't know how many resentful spirits directly and frantically exploded on the barrier, but they couldn't shake it in the slightest.

The tide of wraiths spread in all directions along the barrier, and they could not reach the sky, so they expanded horizontally.

"Boom!"

"Click, boom!"

The monks of the two realms, who had been prepared for a long time, poured all kinds of magical powers into the tide of resentful spirits in an instant.

In the roar of huge thunder, one by one electric pythons twisted their bodies exaggeratedly, wantonly destroying groups of resentful spirits.

Freezing, heat, chaos, shattered space, and devastating large-scale spells reap the lives of resentful spirits.

No, they can't be called life, they are pure destruction, not even a little spiritual thought.

In the terrifying purge, the momentum of the impact of the resentful spirit tide is stagnant.

However, sure enough, the follow-up stream of resentful spirits was overwhelming, and it didn't seem to stop at all.

And the monks who had just performed a wave of mass destruction spells were a little consumed at this time, and had to retreat and let the second wave of monks take over.