The reason why these disciples knew about the gods and demons was because with the permission of Ming Mo, the truth of the battle to destroy the world 100,000 years ago was told to the disciples of Ling Tiange by Xutianzhi and others, and after these disciples knew the truth, they were filled with righteous indignation, wishing that they were the great emperor powerhouses of 100,000 years ago, and they fought to the death with the gods.

Now, the cultivation of these disciples is even more crazy, because they have a bigger goal, that is, to become a Great Emperor powerhouse, or even a Battle Emperor powerhouse.

Because Ming Mo told them that it would not take many years for the gods and demons to make a comeback and enslave the entire continent, and if they wanted to resist, then they must have absolutely strong strength to avoid the tragedy of the war of extinction 100,000 years ago.

Therefore, even if these disciples are female disciples, they are like outlaws when they cultivate, and they are extremely cruel. They also hope that when the gods and demons come, they will have the power to fight against the gods and demons, so that even if they die, they will die like the hundred emperors 100,000 years ago, and they will die heroically and pass on for eternity.

At this time, in the sky, the wind and clouds changed, the originally clear and windless sky became stormy, and a storm hit, and a figure slowly appeared in the sky.

This is a man with a slender body, wearing dark cyan armor, with long blue hair like jade, a pair of cyan eyes, flashing with sharp light, and a handsome face with soft lines, but with a hint of resolute expression, looking particularly heroic, the aura on his body is like a storm on the sea, violent and domineering, like a god of the Nine Heavens, looking down at Ling Tiange below, with a look of disdain. The armor on his body is brilliant and exquisite, which adds a bit of heroism and domineering to him.

"This seat is one of the four god generals under the god level wind god crown!

The young man said with a proud face, and then with a wave of his palm, a huge tornado with a thickness of one hundred meters struck towards the Ling Tian Pavilion below.

"It's a person from the Divine Realm, form a formation!"

The disciples of Ling Tian Pavilion looked at the storm tornado that hit the sky, and let out a loud shout, one by one the disciples appeared below, according to the strange position of the combat power, one by one stretched out their hands to shoot out a ray of light, merging into the void, and nearly ten thousand disciples shot out a source force in their hands, forming a huge seven-colored sword shadow in the sky that was thousands of meters long.

"Up!"

All the disciples shouted in unison, and this huge sword shadow slashed at the storm, slashing the storm, but the sword shadow was also scattered, and the disciples below were connected to the sword shadow, and the sword shadow was scattered, and they were also affected, and a wisp of blood overflowed from the corners of their mouths.

"Hey, these ants can actually block my blow, yes, then let's kill you with another blow!"

The young man was slightly stunned, then smiled evilly, and the blue light in his hand bloomed, constantly converging, and in the palm of his hand, a cyan ball of light appeared. Don't look at the light ball as small, but no one dares to underestimate it.

"Is this the power of the gods? it is so strong with a single blow, damn, it's still not strong enough, it seems that only the pavilion master can deal with it, damn it!"

A disciple looked at the young man in the sky, his face showed extreme unwillingness, only by fighting head-to-head, he knew the horror of the gods, and their strength was far from enough. The other disciples also had the same expression, the strength of the person in front of them was too strong, and it was no longer something they could deal with.

The cyan ball of light was thrown down, quickly becoming larger, and soon became a kilometer in size, crushing towards the Ling Tian Pavilion below, just as many Ling Tian Pavilion disciples were about to fight to the death to take this blow, a voice sounded in their ears: "Leave it to me next!"

Hearing this voice, excited smiles appeared on the faces of many Ling Tian Pavilion disciples.