Qi Yuanzi, who was handsome and mighty in a white robe, kept twitching his face, his facial features were distorted and he looked extremely hideous, and his body was trembling constantly clenching his hands.

It's still too simple to think about sanctification.

Even if the opportunity is close at hand, I am afraid that there is no chance to take that step.

Demon Wuxian is a role model, telling everyone with the cruel reality of blood.

Sanctification is an illusory light and shadow like a mirage, which is unattainable.

This time, after nearly two hours of silence, Demon Wuxian moved again, taking several steps in succession, and his mouth let out a terrifying and desolate roar like that of an ancient beast.

"Boom Boom~~"

The white light churned on the Avenue of Order, and the mountains, rivers and rivers in the landscape paintings were directly trampled and broken by him.

In the splashing white light, you could see the body of a fierce giant beast collapse, and at the same time, Demon Wuxian's body also continued to explode in the white light, terrifying wounds appeared out of thin air, and the golden blood turned into a golden blood mist and rolled around.

It seemed so tragic that everyone's heart stopped.

Even Dou Yuntao and Ding Cong, who had been giggling and watching the excitement, all had extremely serious faces.

All of them have almost always lived under the protection of Yang Ling, although they have also had life and death fights, but compared to the situation in front of them, it is completely a small game like tickling first.

To be able to force a half-step saint to such a point, no one still has the heart to gloat.

The so-called people are about to die, their words are good, and birds are dying and their songs are also mourning.

Although Mo Wuxian killed tens of thousands of monks because of the energy of snatching thunder, he also used his actions to show the decisive confidence and perseverance of a peerless powerhouse to never give up.

Every Xuanjie cultivator gathered here had gone through hundreds of millions of hardships to reach today's realm, and they naturally knew this insistence of Demon Wuxian.

It was a living soul yearning for freedom, yearning for eternal immortality, the inevitable path to take, overcoming thorns and thorns and blood flowing into a river, a success of ten thousand bones, hundreds of millions of years, the fall of the strong in this holy ruins has been countless, and the demon is just repeating the same steps.

Although it looks extremely miserable and heroic.

But Demon Wuxian is much happier than his predecessors, because at least in his eyes, he can still see hope.

The snow-white and crystal clear door in the glow is the end of happiness that everyone has been looking for for a lifetime.

"Ah~roar~"

In the frantic roar, Demon Wuxian was covered in flesh, especially the flesh and blood of his legs had all disappeared, and only bones like golden jade were left at the knees.

With each step he took forward, the white light of those shattered mountains, rivers and beasts in them exploded like countless thunderbolts wrapped around his legs.

The bones had begun to crumble, and the fine cracks cracked in the click, and the glow of the light shot out of the cracks.

"Boom, boom~" Demon Wuxian is still struggling to step forward step by step.

He was exhausted to the point of indescribability.

He no longer stopped reckoning, for he felt that once he stopped, the courage in his heart would dissipate, and he would once again fall into the mountains and rivers and be completely submerged by the endless beasts.

Only with an indomitable momentum and faith can he touch the door of the saint that is close in front of him but almost out of reach.

Another hour passed, and under the near-death impact of Demon Wuxian, he was now only thirty steps away from the Light Gate, and as long as he walked through these thirty floors, he could step into the Holy Gate.

But when he got here, there was almost no flesh and blood left in his body, and only a golden skeleton was left in his body, shaking violently in the white light, and the cracked bones were shining through, and it looked like the whole person was about to fall apart.

"Alas~" Countless people couldn't help but close their eyes and retract their divine sense.

Even Yang Ling's eyebrows kept jumping.

He really didn't expect that sanctification would be so tragic.

And the difference with Kyushu is so big.

Everyone was silent, silent until there was not the slightest sound or even breath fluctuation.

Most of them are in complete despair.

"Haha, hahahaha~" On the Avenue of Order, Demon Wuxian suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, and a terrifying divine soul fluctuation swept through the entire holy ruins, and the laughter fell on everyone's divine sea.

"My Demon Wuxian has no last resort in his life, but after all, he has not calculated the end of today's fall, but no matter what the way of heaven is and what his fate is, I have come, walked, and seen, and there will be no regrets from now on, fellow Daoists, there will be no time in the future!"

Demon Wuxian laughed and stepped forward again, and at this time, only half of his leg bones were left, and the cracks in his body began to collapse on a large scale, and streams of multicolored glow exploded in the white light.

It was the power of order that he had cultivated for hundreds of millions of years, and it was the essence of his life, but at this time, it was like a firework, releasing a brilliant light on the avenue of order to reflect everyone's divine sea.

"Puff~"

Demon Wuxian finally knelt down, completely submerged in the flowing landscape painting.

An irrepressible sadness and desolation rose in everyone's hearts.

A generation of grandmasters in the Xuan Realm, a great power of Megatron, and a super powerhouse who turned the tide in previous battles with the underworld, fell without a trace.

Only the desolate and tragic long smile was left still echoing in the void.

Only that sound will still echo in everyone's sea of gods indefinitely.

"Demon Daoist friends, let's go!" Chunyangzi, Luan Qingqing, Qi Yuanzi, Wuyazi, and Chiyunzi hugged their fists at the same time.

"Congratulations to the palace master~" A group of elders and subordinates of the Tianji Sacred Palace knelt down in the void at the same time.

"Congratulations to the Heavenly Machine Palace Master~" The millions of Xuanjing monks left behind clenched their fists and shouted at the same time

The heavens and the earth wailed, a desolation filled the heavens and the earth, and there seemed to be a rain of blood falling in the glow.

"When~~"

A huge purple-gold bell hovered above Yang Ling's head, and the sound reverberated through infinite time and space, ringing for a powerhouse who had once dominated the world.

At this moment, it no longer makes sense whether it is friend or foe, and grievances and grievances all disappear the moment Demon Wuxian steps on the Avenue of Order.

A generation of strong men has fallen, but what is left behind is endless cold and helplessness.

"Since the Heavenly Machine Palace Master has fallen, why hasn't this Holy Gate disappeared yet?" suddenly a voice sounded in the silence.

This sentence suddenly woke everyone up from their endless grief.

Several palace masters, including Chunyangzi, were also shocked at this time. It stands to reason that this is the door of the saint opened by the Holy Tribulation of Demon Immortality, but why Demon Immortal is dead and this gate still exists, this is not the same as the records handed down from ancient times.

All the monks of the Xuan Realm looked at the Holy Light Gate that was still standing and the avenue of order that extended out of it, and shook their heads one by one, both with bewildered expressions.