In the sky of the Northern Wilderness, the streamer is like weaving.

Every day, countless cultivators come from all over the world and descend to the Creation Mountain.

In the four directions of the mountain range, more and more cultivators gathered.

These cultivators gathered together and talked about the coming battle every day.

"One month? I don't think so! With the Night Clan Alliance and the lineup of the Honghuang Clan, half a month is enough!"

"I heard that the Jiang clan and the Shi clan have only sent one person, and the total is only a dozen seven tribulations, what can you do to fight with your opponent!"

None of them are optimistic about the Creation Gate.

After all, the disparity in strength between the two sides is too great!

What they discussed every day was how long this battle would last, and how much time it would take them for the Night Clan Alliance to break through the Great Array and raze the Creation Mountain.

"You see, Tang Shenjun has appeared again, and he seems to be setting up some kind of big array!"

Every once in a while, cultivators from all directions could see the white-clothed figure sweeping out of the mountain.

Each time, he would make a circle around the Creation Mountain Range, as if he was setting up a formation.

"Looking at Tang Shenjun like this, it doesn't look like he wants to give up at all, but he is ready to fight to the death!"

"Alas! Although Tang Shenjun is talented and unparalleled in his demons, but after all, he is weak, even if he lays down a powerful array, can he still block the alliance of the Night Clan and the Honghuang Clan? Isn't this wishful thinking!"

When all the cultivators saw it from afar, they would all sigh.

In today's situation, it is simply impossible to turn the tide with the power of one person!

"Huh, this kid...... No matter what big array he sets, it's all in vain!"

"That's right! In just a few months, what kind of powerful formation can he set up? In the face of absolute strength, any formation is vain!"

Naturally, the Night Lord and the others were also closely observing the situation in the Creation Mountain Range.

For these large arrays, they were not worried in the slightest.

They are still preparing for war, mobilizing all forces.

And just like that, another month passed.

On this day, a divine light fell from the sky above the Creation Mountain, and a figure appeared.

"I am ordered by the Lord of the Night to issue a letter of war, and in seven days, I will fight a decisive battle here!"

Someone shouted loudly.

Its sound was like thunder, rolling in the void, shaking the heavens and the earth.

"This battle is finally coming!"

The cultivators from all directions exclaimed, their expressions excited.

"This is a war book!"

The person who came threw it hard, shot out a golden light, and went straight to the gate of the Creation Mountain.

When he was about to reach the mountain gate, the void in front of the mountain gate rippled, and a white-clothed figure stepped out and reached out to catch the golden light.

"Go back and tell the night lord that Tang will accompany you to the end in this battle!"

Tang Hao drank loudly.

"Yes, that's what you said, and everyone in the world can witness it!"

The NightClan emissary sneered, then turned and swept away.

Tang Hao glanced at the battle book in his hand, snorted lightly, and threw it out casually.

He looked around, a deep groan on his face.

"The big array is still a little less, I still have a lot of means, I haven't had time to prepare, if there is enough time, I can still go to the Demon Abyss, try to refine the bones of that demon god, and make a giant god ......"

Tang Hao muttered, a little regretful.

Time was running out and he didn't have time to prepare more.

"But even that's enough!"

Tang Hao chuckled.

There was a glittering look in his eyes, and there was a terrifying battle intent rising all around him.

"Tang boy, are you really sure?"

In the mountain gate, a figure swept out, it was Ling Zhanxu.

Ling Zhanxu looked in all directions with a wry smile on his face.

Now in the entire Creation Mountain Range, there are only a dozen of them left, just with their little people, how can they block so many opponents?

"I don't dare to say ten percent, but at least seven or eight percent!"

Tang Hao smiled at him.

"Seventy or eighty?"

When Ling Zhan heard this, he was speechless.

He can't even see the hope of one percent, this Tang kid still says that there are seven or eight percent? I'm afraid it's not crazy, he's talking nonsense!

"Senior Ling, as well as Senior Jiang, Fellow Daoist of the Rain Division, when the time comes, just sit in the center of the Great Array, and leave the rest to me!"

Tang Hao smiled, turned around and swept towards the door.

"This kid...... I'm afraid I'm not really crazy!"

Ling Zhan was speechless for a while, and smiled bitterly again.

Standing where he was, sighing, he followed and returned to the door.

"Seven days later, the decisive battle of the Creation Mountain!"

"Hurry! We must rush to the Creation Mountain before the big war begins. ”

After this news spread, the Eight Wilderness boiled again.

The cultivators on the road were like being beaten with chicken blood, speeding up frantically and rushing to the Creation Mountain.

Above the firmament, there was also a continuous fall of divine light, hidden in the void in all directions of the Creation Mountain, waiting.

These are the people of the Thirty-Three Days Dao Rule.

They have also been paying close attention to this battle.

"In this Gate of Creation, there is a Gate of Creation, which is the place where the ancient Dao of Creation is hidden, and there are countless ancient treasures inside. ”

"If the formation is broken, we will take action and snatch this door!"

They are all like the Antarctic sky, staring at the door of creation.

The Thirty-Three Days Dao Sect has long coveted this Gate of Creation, so they will send their respective eldest sons to enter the Gate of Creation and participate in the Great Ceremony of Creation, so as to obtain the treasures in the door.

Now, the Creation Gate is about to fall, and they naturally have to fight for it, and they can't let this Creation Gate fall into the hands of other Dao Systems.

Seven days passed in a flash.

The day of the decisive battle has finally arrived.

On this day, as soon as the sky was bright, in the sky, a magnificent divine light appeared, like a huge star, sweeping towards the Creation Mountain.

"Look, what's that?"

"It's like a dark star, no, it's not a star, it's an ancient city, it's the ancient city of the Night Clan!"

The cultivators raised their eyes and exclaimed in surprise, their faces shocked.

That huge star turned out to be an ancient city.

In order to take revenge, the Night Clan razed the Creation Mountain, and even directly dispatched the ancient city.

"Look, there's over there, it's an ancient city!"

Soon, in the other direction, everyone found another star, which was also an ancient city, and the whole body was blooming with red divine light.

"There's one over there, too!"

"Another one!"

Then, exclamations followed.

In the sky in all directions, there are constantly stars, which are ancient cities, carrying monstrous might, when the sky descends.

In every ancient city, the blood of those ancestors bloomed with divine light, turning into the phantom shadows of the ancestors, surrounding the ancient city in all directions.

They exuded an aura of antiquity, majesty, suppressing the void in all directions.

(End of chapter)