Chapter 1891 If you don't become holy, you will become ashes

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After three years of waiting and silence, the holy ruins once again flooded with millions of Xuanjing monks.

In the eyes of all, this is the last chance for sanctification.

If it is not holy, it will be ashes.

Now there is no danger in the holy ruins, those chaotic mystical swamps have long disappeared without a trace, and even the huge black hole has been defeated by the Demon Wuxian with the Xuanwu Holy Armor, and at this time, only an almost void-like void is left, sending out a tsunami-like shock under the impact of the thunderstorm.

The churning thunder had spread to almost the entire Holy Ruins.

As soon as the more than twenty True Xuan Elders of the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain who came first and appeared outside the thunder robbery area appeared, they were immediately stained by the dense arc crackling.

When the Holy Tribulation comes, as long as a powerhouse in the Xuan Realm appears, he will be swept into the Heavenly Tribulation.

"Haha, it's really an opportunity to become a saint! Elders, follow me to continue to go deep into the Great Creation!"

An extremely excited voice sounded in the thunder light, and more than 20 elders were excited one by one as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and they all showed their respective bodies, and a wolf, ape, tiger and leopard with a body size of hundreds of kilometers were bathed in the electric light and rushed towards the center.

And under the refining of the thunderstorm, the white light on the bodies of these demon beasts continued to churn out, exuding a faint power of order.

"Hahahaha~ Finally, I didn't wait in vain, and I hope to become holy!"

"Whew~"

"Woo~"

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As soon as the groups of Xuanjing powerhouses appeared, they would be entangled in the thunderstorm, but what followed was all kinds of excited roars and screams.

Everyone felt that the shackles in their bodies were loosening from the thunderstorm, and as long as they carried the thunderstorm, they could take that last step.

Of course, to take this last step depends on creation and luck.

There was not only an excited roar in the thunderstorm, but also countless wails and screams.

Many of the ordinary Xuan Realms that were entangled in the thunderstorm were burned into ashes before they even had time to scream.

But that won't stop more people from rushing in.

As the saying goes, one person eats meat, two people drink soup, and three people knock on the rice bowl.

The Saint Thunder Tribulation is indeed extremely powerful, but after all, this Thunder Tribulation is only a Thunder Tribulation led by Demon Wuxian alone, and the accumulated energy is far from achieving the purpose of allowing everyone to cross the Tribulation.

Just like a bowl of rice cooked into rice was just enough for one person to eat, but now it is forced to cook a large vat of porridge and distribute it to a hundred people.

Millions of Xuan Realm powerhouses rushed in, and the momentum of the Thunder Tribulation was diluted by more than half at once.

At this time, the Demon Wuxian, who had already begun to absorb the Tribulation Thunder and was about to pass the Holy Tribulation, was horrified to find that the Tribulation Thunder energy he had absorbed was rapidly fading like a low tide, and even though he used all his methods and strength, the Tribulation Thunder was still getting thinner and thinner, because he could not absorb and condense enough power of order, and the light gate behind him faintly had a call to collapse and disintegrate.

Demon Wuxian was about to go crazy directly, and stood up from the thunderstorm and roared loudly, "Everyone get out of here immediately, otherwise don't blame the old man for being polite!"

The mighty sound shook the entire holy ruins, and many ordinary Xuanjing monks who were struggling to resist the thunderstorm were directly shattered by this sound, and they screamed and turned into ashes in the thunderstorm.

"Demon is innocent, everyone has a share in the opportunity to become holy, how can you let yourself enjoy it alone!" Behind an old man with white eyebrows, white light was also churning, and the power of order emitted rippled layer upon layer.

"Baimei Zhenren, could it be that you still want to stand up for these ants, don't you think I really dare not kill you!"

"Haha, haha!" "Demon Wuxian, do you think that it is still the same, if you dare to make a move at this time, I dare to guarantee that you will never live to the moment of sanctification, and now all the remaining Xuanjing fellow Daoists in the Xuan Realm are here, if you are not holy, you will become ashes, can you kill all these million people?"

"Hmph, what if you kill millions of people, whoever dares to stop me from becoming holy will be damned, the old man will take you first!" Demon Wuxian took a step forward, and the white light on the light gate turned into a big hand that covered the sky and grabbed the white eyebrow real person.

"Okay, let me understand the sage methods of the Heavenly Machine Palace Master!" Baimei Zhenren also strode forward, and a huge snow wolf battle spirit appeared behind him, and his whole body was also full of white light and pounced on his big hand.

"Boom~" In the shock of heaven and earth, the big hand directly flew the snow wolf out.

"Death~" With a loud roar from Demon Wuxian, the big hand caught up with the snow wolf and slapped it down again.

"Huh~~" The snow wolf was directly smashed by the big hand and half of his body was smashed by the big hand, and let out a miserable scream and fell down the stone platform.

"And you, all of you deserve to die!" Demon Wuxian's eyes were blazing with rage, and his big hand swept out, and in the midst of a burst of exclamations and screams, hundreds of Xuanjing cultivators' bodies directly collapsed and turned into a blood mist in the sky, and then they were burned to ashes by the thunder.

"Fellow Daoists, we fought with him!"

Here and now, which monk who has already tasted the sweetness is willing to give up this rare opportunity in 10 billion years.

If you miss this village, I'm afraid there will never be this shop again.

"Demon Wuxian deceives people too much, fight with him~" In the midst of the thunderstorm, a large number of monks showed their fighting spirits.

"Life and death Lao Tzu has long been put aside, if you become holy, you will live, if you are not holy, you will die, what about a half-step saint, copy the guy and fight him!" A giant lion with a fiery red body emerged in the thunder light, roaring loudly at the Demon Wuxian.

"It turned out to be the garbage of Warcraft Mountain! The old man fulfilled you!" Demon Wuxian was unmoved, and he sneered and once again covered the sky with a giant palm.

He refined his essence soul to trigger the Holy Tribulation, and naturally bore the brunt of the Tribulation.

Most of the Tribulation Thunder had been refined and absorbed by him, but he still hadn't completely condensed the Holy Gate, and if the power of the Tribulation Thunder continued to be diluted and weakened, he felt that he was finally rejoicing.

Demon Wuxian's anger at this time was indescribable.

It's like when he grabbed a branch when he fell off a cliff, and luckily escaped with his life, but he saw a group of guys suddenly come and forcibly cut off his branch, this kind of grief and anger has reached the point of no return, and all that is left in his mind is endless anger and murder.

"Boom~"

The giant palm fell, the void collapsed, and the giant lion was directly shattered under the giant palm, and even the body was obliterated.

"Second Elder~" Countless angry roars rang out.

"Fight with him~"

"If we are not sanctified, we will not let him be sanctified!"

In the midst of the roars one after another, dense huge battle spirits emerged from the thunder light, and many war spirits had white light swirling around their bodies.

This was the power of order that they had just felt.

And those who can sense the power of order are also a group of True Xuan Realm powerhouses.

In normal times, they can already be counted as the existence of half-step saints.

"Kill ~ avenge the second elder ~ " A giant ape with a whole body as if it was made of gold roared and rushed towards the Demon Immortal.

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