Rusman's proposal was well received by all.

Now everyone is a grasshopper on a rope, and you can't run away from me.

Once the other Abyss Lords arrive, these people present are all responsible, and if the other party starts to kill, no one will be able to escape.

Rather than this, it is better to sacrifice this five-colored sacred mountain and seal the people below here.

Even if the Lord of the Abyss arrives, they will have excuses.

If the person alive below is not the Lord of the Abyss, but the Ghost Face King, then this Ghost Face King will probably be crushed under this mountain for the rest of his life.

The abyss has come to an end, even the Ghost Face King doesn't want to escape from below, he wants to leave from above, can he support the weight of a galaxy?

That's a joke, and no one but the Juggernaut should be able to do it.

So no matter what, this sacred mountain must be pressed down.

In the eyes of everyone, the four people of the Eight Hammers sacrificed the five-colored sacred mountain and shrouded it in the air.

As it descended, the five-colored sacred mountain grew larger and larger, and finally became a peak the size of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, pressing heavily on this leyline.

But after the mountain was pressed, they could still clearly feel the throbbing coming from under the peak, and it seemed that the suppressed people were extremely unwilling and wanted to get out of the predicament.

Several people were inexplicably frightened.

Rusman frowned: "This is simply terrifying, the will to survive of the people below is so strong, he is pressed by a galaxy and wants to turn over, if he is allowed to turn over, then it will be okay!"

Zhang Huang also said: "No, you must not let it out, everyone, do you have any other methods to suppress it? ”

A few people in the emperor, you look at me, I look at you, and there are no words for a while.

Lu Siman made a strong effort, not only sent the strongest blow, but even took out the sacred mountain that dominated the inheritance to suppress, and it was impossible to let the opponent play any hole cards.

But if you want to continue to suppress it on the sacred mountain, ordinary things will definitely not work.

The best thing is a domain type weapon, which continues to be suppressed with domain power, completely sealing this place, and it will never be able to turn over.

Huangtian, the Nine Ghost King, and the Tree God King, you look at me, I look at you, under the persecution of Lu Siman's people, they had to bled once.

The three of them were almost bankrupt and exchanged for a treasure in the clan.

This is a top-grade comprehension arm, a long river of gravity!

The attributes of the armament in this realm are very consistent with the five-color divine mountain, both of which are gravity suppression, and it is completely possible to fit the gravity of the long river of gravity to the five-colored divine mountain.

When this gravitational river was exchanged through the emperor and finally fell on the five-colored sacred mountain, the weight of this sacred mountain seemed to have doubled, from the size of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau to the size of Mount Tai.

But its weight and mass are five times greater than before!

Looking at this sacred mountain, Huang Tian couldn't help but sigh: "Today's five-colored divine mountain plus the long river of gravity, the two are combined into one, and its power is almost comparable to the best realm armament, such a treasure is really rare in the world, but unfortunately it has become a treasure that suppresses people." ”

Lu Sman patted Huang Tian on the shoulder: "Don't care about these things outside your body, our Eight Sledgehammers have also suffered heavy losses this time, losing the Five-Colored Divine Mountain, and losing the Flying Palace, these things, your brother has to give us some compensation." ”

The Nine Ghost Kings and the Tree God King also recounted their sufferings, and Huang Tian smiled bitterly: "Everyone, give me a little time, let's disperse first, as long as the Lords of the Abyss don't come to us this time, then I will slowly repay your losses, rest assured, without me, there is still my ancestor Qingtian Master, these things are nothing to him." ”

Hearing Huang Tian mention the Qingtian Domination, the other people couldn't be too persecuted, so they could only pinch their noses and endure it temporarily, hoping that Huang Tian would really be able to compensate for their losses in the future.

After repeatedly confirming that the Five-Colored Divine Mountain had reached an unshakable point, several people left the end of the dungeon in fear.

They only hope that the Lords of the Abyss will not come to their door and will allow them to escape.

The Lord of the Abyss really didn't look for them, which made their hearts gradually relax.

It seems that the person who lives in the abyss should be the Lord of Hatred, otherwise the other Masters of the Abyss would have come long ago.

Although this matter may have caused an oolong, the sacred mountain has been established and is basically unchangeable, and everyone can only accept this fact.

Although I didn't get the treasure of the Ghost Face King, I finally eliminated a big trouble, but it was worth it.

The Imperial Clan even checked the situation of the Ghost Face King and the Lord of Hate in the dimensional dimension, but neither of them could check it now, and they didn't know the specific situation of life or death.

In desperation, they can only wait patiently, time passes little by little, ten or twenty years, fifty years and one hundred years.

These god-kings, who lived infinitely long, gradually forgot about the things here.

Only the emperor and everyone have an agreement, a two-thousand-year agreement!

During this time, everyone stayed in the Witch Star to cultivate and wait for the development of the situation.

If nothing has changed here in 2,000 years, then they are all safe.

At that time, the emperor will celebrate with a feast and take revenge on the Bai family who betrayed them in the first place.

The Bai family actually chose the Ghost Face King between the Ghost Face King and the Imperial Family, and when the time was ripe, the Emperor vowed to make the Bai family pay the price!

Until then, everyone has to keep a low profile and act after they are sure.

This upheaval has gradually been forgotten by people.

Because few people know what happened in the end of the battle in the depths of the underground palace, the Ghost Face King, who monopolized the Nine God Kings at the beginning, disappeared from people's sight and disappeared, and it seemed that he had never appeared.

And the Bai family and the imperial family of the parties also lived in seclusion after that, and never mentioned this matter again.

Only the Imperial Clan will often send a few absolutely trustworthy people from within the family to the Sacred Mountain to guard and determine every change under the Sacred Mountain.

Of course, this kind of work can't be done by the emperor, and Qingtian and Juetian are the best candidates to do such things.

Especially Peerless, he hated Lin Zhen to the core, and almost voluntarily went to the Sacred Mountain to guard, and later even ended up, claiming that he had to determine the death of the Ghost Face King before he was willing to leave there.

Huang Tian can also understand Juetian's mood, since he is willing to take the initiative to watch, then let him watch it, in Huang Tian's opinion, there are few more reliable people than Juetian.

The days passed like this, and the heavens guarded the sacred mountain in the depths of the underground palace and became a mountain guard.

Others stayed in the Witch Star to cultivate, waiting for the arrival of the two thousand year period.

Perhaps this wait is all superfluous, whether the Ghost Face King is alive or not, there is no hope of leaving the Five-Colored Divine Mountain again.