Donald obviously misunderstood what Yi Jiuxiao meant, and his illusionary cloud face was so angry that it was distorted and deformed.

"Boy, don't think that if you have an innate holy weapon, you can ignore our existence, I want to destroy the ten major state cities, including Gyeongju City, and let the people in them sacrifice to us, hahaha~"

This sentence was like a thunderbolt from the sky, and it hit the hearts of Yi Jiuxiao and several people, shocking them for a while.

They could never have imagined that Donald would threaten them by gambling with the lives of ordinary people.

"Donald, your opponent is us, and it has nothing to do with those weak people, all of them are believers in the Heavenly Dao, you can't hurt them and hurt the innocent!"

After listening to Yi Jiuxiao's words, Donald was not only unmoved, but even more arrogant.

"Yi Jiuxiao, although these ignorant people believe in the way of heaven, they worship you rebels as kings, so they all deserve to die! ”

Donald's voice resounded in the sky, and all the people in Gyeongju City could hear it clearly.

Among the tens of millions of people, except for mortals, all of them were Heavenly Dao cultivators.

When hearing the conversation between Yi Jiuxiao and Donald Monster, the psychology of the vast majority of people is constantly changing.

At first, they felt very confused in their hearts, because they heard that Emperor Qi Qingru was a rebel of the Heavenly Dao.

These ordinary Heavenly Dao cultivators have believed in the Heavenly Dao almost from the beginning of their cultivation and have always been unswerving.

Even though Qi Qingru ruled the entire continent for a hundred years, he could not replace the position of the Heavenly Dao in the hearts of these cultivators.

When they heard that Qi Qingru was a rebel, they couldn't help but feel disgusted with Qi Qingru.

Just when these antipathies are gradually condensed and are about to explode completely.

Donald said that he would sacrifice all of them in blood in exchange for his own strength.

All the Heavenly Dao cultivators in Gyeongju City were cold at this moment, they felt that they had been fooled by the Heavenly Dao and abandoned by the Heavenly Dao.

Although they weren't sure if Donald would represent the Heavenly Dao, they could sense that they were about to be sacrificed.

I don't know who took the lead and said: "Since the Heavenly Dao has given up on us, we no longer believe in the Heavenly Dao!"

The sound quickly spread to all around, turning into countless identical sounds.

"Since the Heavenly Dao has given up on us, we no longer believe in the Heavenly Dao!"

Now that the Heavenly Dao has given up on us, we no longer believe in the Heavenly Dao!

......

One voice is very weak, but thousands of voices come together, and it can be said that it resounded all over the world.

Even the voices of Jiang Lao Wei and Donald Lao Wei who were almost in harmony were annihilated by countless weak voices.

In these countless roars, Yi Jiuxiao was full of emotion, and he couldn't help but think of the past.

On that day, he entered Gyeongju City alone, instigated the people to oppose the Feng family, and finally expelled the Feng family from Gyeongju City without blood.

The history of a hundred years ago is repeating itself today, but today it is not aimed at the Feng family, but the supreme Heavenly Dao.

At the same time, today's outbreak was not instigated by him, but attributed to the extremely brutal ancestor of the Tang family.

Perhaps the Tang family has brutality in its blood from beginning to end, and brutality has been passed down from generation to generation.

Once in the secret realm of mountains and seas, another old monster of the Tang family thought of using thousands of ordinary cultivators to sacrifice the demon shark with blood.

Just as Yi Jiuxiao was thinking about it, he suddenly had a strange feeling.

In his ears, he could hear not only the voices of the people of Gyeongju City, but also the voices of the entire Cangtian Continent.

All the voices of the entire Cangtian Continent appeared in his sea of consciousness without omission.

The wishes and thoughts of tens of billions of people turned into a torrent of wishes and rushed towards him.

Fortunately, he once cultivated the divine power of cause and effect, and received the baptism of endless wish power in the Buddha Gate Vajra Temple.

Otherwise, his sea of knowledge would definitely not be able to bear it, even if he didn't collapse, it would make him faint for a while.

Yi Jiuxiao can be sure that when Qi Qingru was the emperor, he must have been able to perceive a lot.

But it was definitely not as much as he felt today, so strong, because the Heavenly Continent was completely boiling today.

Almost all cultivators felt that they had been abandoned by the Heavenly Dao and had completely surrendered to him as an emperor.

"Our cultivators in the Cangtian Continent don't need to be swayed by the Heavenly Dao, our cultivation is only for the strength of the Cangtian Continent, not anyone's pawns. ”

Yi Jiuxiao couldn't help but say these words from the bottom of his heart, and the words spread throughout the entire Cangtian Continent in an instant.

All the people of the Cangtian Continent heard Yi Jiuxiao's voice, whether they were cultivators or mortals.

"Our cultivators in the Cangtian Continent don't need to be swayed by the Heavenly Dao, our cultivation is only for the strength of the Cangtian Continent, not anyone's pawns. ”

Countless people recounted this sentence of Yi Jiuxiao, which is their most sincere voice, wish, and expectation.

The voice turned into a wish, and once again gathered together like a surging river, surging towards Yi Jiuxiao.

The huge and turbulent power of the wish far exceeded the Buddha Gate King Kong Hall, which caught Yi Jiuxiao a little off guard.

But he had to accept these wishes, because he was the emperor of Yi and could not choose.

He immediately began to cultivate the Open Heaven Fist and the Dredging Palm, turning the surging wish power into energy.

After cultivating over and over again, he couldn't stop, because the power of his will was flowing endlessly.

Suddenly, he had a feeling that his realm had improved and advanced to the late stage of the Martial Saint.

At the moment of advancement, his body and mind were clear, and he saw countless existences clearly.

The whole picture of the Heavenly Continent, including that Jedi, and even he felt the direction of the ten Ancestor Platforms.

There were ten platforms suspended in the void beyond the Heavenly Continent, and a statue stood on top of each platform.

This strange feeling lasted for a few breaths before disappearing, and then Yi Jiuxiao felt the coming of the Heavenly Tribulation.

The Heavenly Tribulation came from the distant sky, and was gathered into a mass of countless mana, surging towards the Heavenly Continent at an extremely fast speed.

At the moment when Yi Jiuxiao felt the ten Asking Ancestor Platforms, the ten Heavenly Dao powerhouses on the Asking Ancestors also had senses.

I only heard the Wei family ancestor speak: "Yi Jiuxiao, I still say the same thing, I will never participate in the battle between the Heavenly Dao and other Dao sects, I am willing to swear to the ancient ancestor of Pan!"

The Wei family ancestor's asking ancestor platform was the closest to Yi Jiuxiao, and after he finished speaking, seven voices appeared in a row.

The seven voices were issued by the ancestor of the Qi family, the ancestor of the Zhou family, the ancestor of the Chen family, the ancestor of the Xu family, the ancestor of the Chu family, the ancestor of the Han family, and the ancestor of the Song family, and they expressed the same words as the ancestor of the Wei family.

At this time, Yi Jiuxiao flew in the air, and after listening to the words of these eight ancestors, he couldn't help but muttered for a moment.

Then he asked aloud, "Are what you eight said true?"

The ancestor of the Wei family immediately replied: "Yi Jiuxiao, of course what I said is true, there are many descendants of my Wei family in Qingzhou City, why should I sacrifice them!"

"You ghosts who are afraid of death, I don't care how many descendants of the Tang family there are in Anzhou City, I will also sacrifice them, and when the time comes, I will also sacrifice the blood of Yi Jiuxiao and Qi Qingru to the Heavenly Dao, hahaha~"

The ancestor of the Tang family scolded the eight people led by the ancestor of the Wei family, and laughed wildly after scolding.

His laughter was eerie and terrifying, constantly echoing in the sky, and it was intimidating.

"Old Tang, what you said is so good! We don't have to be afraid of Yi Jiuxiao, wait for the Heavenly Dao Tribulation to destroy Yi Jiuxiao, he will wait to bear the wrath of the Heavenly Tribulation, hahaha~"

The ancestor of the Jiang family echoed the words of the ancestor of the Tang family, and at the same time laughed wildly.

Mo Yue'er couldn't help but scold: "Old Monster Jiang, Old Monster Tang, you have lived for more than 10,000 years, and you are still so unproductive, you only know how to sacrifice innocent cultivators, no wonder your Heavenly Dao is not recognized by the Cangtian Continent." ”

At this moment, Yi Jiuxiao didn't care about Jiang Lao Wei and Tang Lao Wei, because he really felt that the catastrophe was coming.

"It's a good time! I'll see what the Tribulation can do to me?"

When Yi Jiuxiao spoke, he had already jumped into the air, and then said to the five women on the ground: "Qingru, you guys stay away from me, just see how I survive the tribulation." ”

He said this because he was not very sure about the catastrophe and did not want to hurt his relatives because of himself.

Qi Qingru didn't fly into the air, she stood on the ground and said, "Jiuxiao, you can survive the tribulation with peace of mind, don't worry about us." ”

As soon as the Tribulation was spoken, it was really swift, and a portal appeared in the sky shrouded in dark clouds.

The portal was bright silver, somewhat similar to the color of thunder and lightning, and its form was antique.

"Heaven's Gate. ”

Mo Yue'er lost her voice and cried out, and he was the only one present who knew about the existence of the Heavenly Gate.

At the same time, her face also showed a solemn look, changing her usual calm and calm.

Nizi was so sensitive, she immediately asked, "Yue'er, Jiuxiao will be fine, right?"

"I don't know, but we can't help him either, the damn Heavenly Dao is unscrupulous. ”

Before Mo Yue'er finished speaking, she saw the silver heavenly gate suddenly open, and a hundred white-clothed people quickly rushed out of it.

The people in white look weird, and their faces are blurred, but they can see clearly that they are all strong people in the early stage of the mixed yuan.

The lineup composed of hundreds of mixed yuan powerhouses, how shocking and spectacular it was.

This number is even more than the sum of the powerhouses of some Xiuzhen Continents, let alone those sects.

"I'll try to help Jiuxiao first. ”

When Mo Yue'er spoke, she had already flown to a height of thousands of feet, ready to attack the enemy.

But she suddenly fell, like a kite with a broken string.

She fell next to Qi Qingru, as well as Nizi and Wu Suifeng, only Qi Qingyun did not fly.

Qi Qingyun also wanted to fly, but due to her cultivation, how could her speed in the middle of Mahayana compare with Mo Yue'er and them.

Mo Yue'er, Qi Qingru, Nizi, and Wu Suifeng stood on the ground, not knowing how to fall down for a while.

In their realm, although they can't go to heaven and earth, they can travel all over the world at will.

But there are no flight mistakes, and they can fly into the air with just a thought.