Under the strong suppression of the Holy Lord Muyang, the Black Jiaolong was no longer a threat at all. The former did not specifically restrain the freedom of the black snake, and without its strength, it could only fend for itself, and there was no need to continue to bind it.

Next, Mu Yang settled the Great Elder first. After all, there is only half a life left, and even with the blessing of Muyang's holy light, it will take a long time to save his life temporarily, if he wants to fully recover.

Bloody scenes, severed limbs and wreckage can be seen everywhere. Even though Mu Yang was used to seeing such a scene, it was still difficult to calm down in the face of the disciples within his Holy Sect. It's all because he wants to change the destined ending.

At the beginning, the ancestor of Hongmeng told him that no matter what kind of goal he wanted to achieve, he must pay the same price. At that time, Muyang didn't care. But today he finally believed that the price would be so severe.

Standing at the highest point of the Holy Sect, Mu Yang clenched his fists and put his hands behind him. His face was very solemn. Although the corpses of all the disciples have been disposed of, there is basically no one who is still alive, and the bloody breath in the air is still there.

"What is the problem, how can we get all this back?" Mu Yang felt heavy, and the turmoil in the world had not calmed down. The outbreak after a period of peace will become even more terrifying.

After a long time, Mu Yang finally came to a conclusion in his heart. That is, the means of Linlin's girl were not tough enough. If she had taken care of everything, she wouldn't be in the situation she is in today. Or too kind.

With a wave of his robe, Mu Yang turned into a streamer and disappeared in place. The next moment, in the secret ashram of the Holy Sect. On the bed, a somewhat broken body lay quietly, and a faint flow of vitality could be felt.

It's not that Muyang is incapable of rescuing, and it's not that Muyang is unwilling to rescue. It's the state of the Great Elder, who can't bear the slightest breath of Mu Yang at all. If you are not careful, you will directly turn it to ashes, which is very tricky.

Therefore, Mu Yang could only use his own pure essence to block the body of the Great Elder first, isolating it from the turbid aura of the outside world. After a period of time, his body will re-condense in the essence.

It will take about seventy-seven forty-nine days, and during this period, as long as there is no interference, the Great Elder's aura will become solid, and his body will condense. When the time comes, it will be easier for Muyang to recover.

"Great Elder, are you right or wrong that you say that I am doing this? I know that the will of heaven cannot be violated, and I know that if I want to achieve that goal, I will have to sacrifice this world, but I still insist on going my own way, am I wrong?"

After a long time, Mu Yang suddenly saw a phantom flickering in front of him. Although it is very weak, it is indeed the spirit of the Great Elder. I saw that there was no blame or disappointment on his face, but he was very calm.

"Holy Lord, don't get into the horns of the bull like this because of something. Those who achieve great things will definitely have sacrifices. When confronting the Black Jiaolong, I personally realized that every Holy Sect disciple did not have the slightest reluctance. ”

The meaning is obvious, that is, no matter who we are, after receiving so much favor from the Holy Lord over the years, we are willing to pay for the Holy Father and the Holy Lord. Even if you know the point of no return, you don't have any complaints.

Raise your hand and gently brush the top of Muyang's head. Although in terms of cultivation, the Great Elder is far inferior to Mu Yang, but in his eyes, Mu Yang is still like a child. Feeling his gaze, Mu Yang's mood finally calmed down.

"Thank you, thank you for being so fulfilling. Muyang stood up, and suddenly brightened. With his hands behind his back, he slowly walked out of the ashram. The priority is not to feel sorry for oneself, but to solve the problem at hand.

The reason for such turmoil is actually all due to the instigation of the Black Jiaolong clan. Besides, among all the races, those who have a little strength are unwilling to surrender to anyone, including the Holy Lord, deep down.

Therefore, the Black Jiaolong clan only grasped this characteristic of cultivators and stimulated the negativity in their hearts to the extreme, so they were confused and attacked them in groups, becoming the current situation, and even becoming a Shura field.

Muyang is sure that even now, there are still people who are kept in the dark and don't know what this chaos means. If you are confused, you will become a pawn in the hands of others, which is too sad.

Therefore, what he has to do now is to straighten up the news, clarify the chaotic news, and calm down the existence of all races again. He believed that with the majesty of the Holy Lord, it would be done.

With both hands stretched out, he saw a force slowly covering Muyang's arms. The aura of the Holy Lord turned into rays of light, permeating every fingertip. Muyang had words in his mouth: "If you are really willing, I am very grateful." ”

Providence is like this, and Muyang doesn't want to go against the sky all the time. Now that the situation has become like this, it can only be pushed with the flow. The hands were sealed, and the holy light began to condense, and with a flick of the fingers, boom!

The light shot out, turned into a complete point of light in mid-air, converged everywhere, and then burst out, thousands of streamers shot into each clan, this is the Holy Lord's holy light order, no one can stop it.

When the Order of Light appears, all races must worship. No matter what kind of situation any clan is in at this moment, no matter what is going on, it must be put down immediately, kneeling on the ground, and greeting it with the utmost piety.

At this moment, among the demon clans, they are divided into two camps. On one side of the spectrum is opposition to this unified rule. The Holy Lord is no longer there, why should he be suppressed like this? He can stand at the peak, but he has to be prostrate on the ground?

On the other hand, they think that whether it is a demon clan or not, or other clans, they must not forget their original intention, that is, they must not forget who saved them in the first place, so that they can live a stable life, so that they have today.

"Don't tell me anything about not forgetting your original intention, it's bullshit. It is an immutable truth. If you continue to endure like this, sooner or later, other clans will swallow you up, and this is the cruelest reality. ”

Suddenly, a stream of holy light rose up and landed among the demon clans. They didn't have the slightest resistance at all, and in an instant they took the initiative to fall to their knees. His face was full of horror: "Holy Lord...... The Holy Lord is back, the Holy Lord is back!"

Not just the demon clan, the Holy Light Order directly spread to every clan. No matter what the situation is, it is suppressed by strong pressure and presents a calm state. This kind of pressure is indescribable and irresistible.

The Holy Light Order turned into pillars of light, sinking heavily into the ground of each clan. Radiates a powerful glow. At this time, a voice came: "Listen to all the tribes, if you can't return to your heart, then it can only be a way to perish." ”

(End of chapter)