Chapter 347: The crowd chanted, the power of faith

Yu Ge didn't know how his master did it, but he knew that his master was for today's blow.

Let the initiative let his true spirit and soul blend with the strange law for millions of years, and he will not be able to be reborn.

Originally, with the realm of the year, even if he was not defeated by the strangeness of that world, even if he died, he would definitely be able to transcend the true spirit and re-enter reincarnation.

But he himself chose to give up, and in order to study the means to deal with the strange world, he chose to merge at the cost of millions of years of suffering of his true spirit.

Everything is for today, to be able to delay some time for one's descendants by special means.

"No...... Maybe he thought he would be able to plug the huge hole. ”

Yu Ge burst into tears and sighed to himself.

The master back then may have wanted to use the weird law to deal with the weird law and fill the big hole in this way, but it turned out to be unrealistic.

The Tianjiao of that era burned everything he had, and in the end, it could only block the time when the cracks opened.

How sad is that?

At this moment, the countless disciples of the Shattered Star Tomb all fell to the ground and wept bitterly, feeling pathos and despair for the human race and for the powerlessness of the creatures of the Nine Heavens World.

Zhang Xuansheng also just arrived from afar, and happened to see this scene, and he was concerned.

"Boom-"

A huge figure landed in front of him, blocking his way.

Zhang Xuansheng was a little surprised, looking at this huge pink and gray creature, he was a little confused for a while.

"Hmph-hmph-"

It wasn't until the faintly familiar sound of a pig that he knew who it was.

"Senior brother, are you surprised, are you surprised?"

Mo Yanwu jumped off Page and said with a smile.

"Why don't you stay in the upper realm, why are you running down?"

Zhang Xuansheng feigned anger and said, how dangerous the lower realm is at this time.

Mo Yan's head shrank, as if he remembered his father's education before.

But then his expression became serious, and he said: "Senior brother, I don't have any skills, I can't do it with that kind of hairy thing, I just thought, if it doesn't work, I can still take you and Daddy and them away." ”

"Hmph-hmph-"

Paige barked twice, but with its current size, it was a shocking earache.

"What Page means is that it is very powerful now, and it can bring a lot of people to break through the border safely."

Mo Yanfu explained.

Zhang Xuansheng: ......

Senior Brother Mo, when did you get a full score in Pig Language?

"There is no need to do this, this catastrophe can be overcome."

Zhang Xuansheng shook his head and said, although Senior Brother Mo's remarks were still as cowardly as ever, it didn't look like what a young Tianjiao who had become an immortal venerable should say.

But he still had a faint warmth in his heart, because Senior Brother Mo, who was so timid and afraid, was also thinking about himself at such a moment and wanted to come down to pick him up.

He remembered a lot in this moment.

I remembered the days when I was a child and hid with many senior sisters in the Moon God Palace, the days when I studied what to eat with Senior Brother Mo at the Divine Sealing Gate, and the various generations I saw when I went out to the Tianyuan Secret Realm for the first time.

Li Nature, who has extraordinary sword skills, Ji Zixuan, who has a broken mouth, is bent on finding a divine beast Gu Qi, and the surface is cold but in fact it is also Yu Ge who licks a dog in the end...... Huiming, who begs for guidance every day, Ling Zihan, who is a little unlucky but very righteous, Liu Hongfeng, who thinks about fascinating him all day long, Ling Moxue, who speaks sharply, Ye Pianjiao, who is gentle and considerate, and the silly woman who is thinking about saving the world in the air at this time.

Everyone has a lot of shortcomings, and there are also a lot of interesting things.

In the final analysis, no matter how far you have cultivated.

We've always been—mortal.

I, Zhang Xuansheng, why not?

"Let's go, let's go meet for a while, the guy on the other side."

Zhang Xuansheng smiled, he wanted to pat Senior Brother Mo on the shoulder, but found that he couldn't reach it now.

"Senior Brother Xuansheng."

Mo Yanwu still wanted to persuade him, but found that Zhang Xuansheng's figure had disappeared.

This made him a little shocked, he is now in the realm of Immortal Venerable, and he has just sensed that Senior Brother Xuansheng is still a monk in the mortal realm.

This is also the reason why he just wanted to persuade and take his junior brother away.

He originally thought that his junior brother would create another miracle in the nether realm, but when he came down and found that his junior brother had become an immortal emperor, everything was swept away by him.

But when we first met, he found out that it wasn't, so he retreated, but the junior brother seems to have some hole cards that he doesn't know.

"Your Highness, please hurry!"

In the camp of the Kingdom of God, someone sent a message to Joan of Arc, and even if the ancestor of the Shattered Star Tomb bought time, the situation did not improve.

Joan of Arc didn't react in the air, just a pair of ruthless eyes, sweeping the army of the Kingdom of God below.

Her mind is now empty, she feels unhappy or sad, and everything in this world seems to be out of mind.

Even the huge crack on that head didn't seem to be in his eyes, and it didn't seem to matter whether it stopped it from opening or whether it led the Nine Heavens World to escape the catastrophe.

"Alas—the so-called gods are ruthless."

Pope Gregory, sighed, his face wrinkled even more, as if his life was short.

Even without this catastrophe, he wouldn't have survived to this age.

"Your Majesty, is this really good?"

Lancelot, the chief of the Holy Knights, blushed, felt that it was extremely humiliating for him to stand still and wait for someone to save him as a warrior.

Besides, the saint on her head was just a girl in her early twenties, but these soldiers were hiding behind her.

"Lancelot, I know how you feel, I want to burn myself now, but so what? We can't replace Her Highness, the true God doesn't favor us, we ...... He doesn't even despise his life. ”

Claude, the director of the Inquisition, sighed.

Yes, for God to take action, of course, there is a price.

How can a mortal body withstand the power of God?

When the gods are fully descended, perhaps with just one strike, Joan of Arc's body will completely collapse, and the soul will return to the bosom of the true God, which is the price to pay.

Time passed another quarter of an hour, and the existence behind the crack seemed to be because it was blocked for a moment, and it felt angry, and the power of the breakthrough became even more violent at this time.

The creatures of the Nine Heavens World could hear the wild crash, as if there was a giant beast devouring everything, crashing into the cage that sealed it.

The divinity in Joan of Arc's body also became more and more intense, and she slowly rose in the air.

At this moment, countless living beings, whether in the east, west, or Beihai, knelt down and chanted the name of the saint.

A year of torment by strange laws, and now a desperate situation, has driven the creatures into madness, and they must grasp the last straw in front of them.

The power of faith is gathered, visible to the naked eye, like a long dragon across the Nine Heavens world, blessed on Joan of Arc.