The appearance of my uncle gave us hope.

With a finger of his hand, an edict extinguished the golden body of the true Buddhadharma, and then the divine thought coercion that belonged to the yang god alone began to fill the room.

Although Xie Ling and Rushuang had the combat power of the Immortal Emperor Initial Realm, they did not have the divine coercion of the Immortal Emperor Realm. The same is true of Erlang God and Dharma Protector God Wei Tuo, they do not have the coercion of divine thoughts.

Otherwise, the battle would not have been so fierce.

But the yang god is different, the yang god belongs to a very special fruit position, and has a godhead. Once the Yang God is achieved, there will be a corresponding divine thought coercion.

Therefore, when the brother-in-law achieved the Yang God, he immediately smashed the golden body of the True Buddha Dharma, relying on the coercion of his Yang God's divine thoughts.

One finger extinguished the big Buddha, and the uncle stood in the air, faintly emanating.

The faces of the Xuanxian soldiers were like ashes, and those who had not cultivated enough had even begun to tremble.

The uncle doesn't even need to make a move, he can control the whole audience with only the coercion of divine thoughts.

The coercion of divine thoughts is increasing, and the killing intent is getting stronger and stronger.

Xuan Immortals began to fall from the sky, first one by two, and then a large area was planted into the water from the sky.

Even if all the fallen Xuan Immortals do not die, their mood is broken, and they don't want to return to the heavenly realm in this life. And once we recover from our injuries, they will have no choice but to die.

The Roaring Heavenly Dog and the Dharma Protector God Wei Tuo struggled to support the divine coercion of the little uncle's Yang God, and their faces changed again and again, and finally made up their minds.

"Withdraw!"

"Go back to the Buddha country."

The mighty army of 70,000 Heavenly Realm Xuan Immortals was only one-tenth when they left.

The Celestial Realm suffered heavy casualties, but compared to the Peerless City, we were the most miserable.

Because Xuan Immortals belong to the lowest level of combat power in the Heavenly Realm, and this 70,000 Heavenly Realm Xuan Immortal army is only a drop in the bucket compared to the whole, and the Heavenly Realm has lost money.

What about the human world?

After this battle, there were only a hundred surviving warriors left in Wushuang City, all of whom were seriously injured.

There are less than 3,000 of the 7,000 sword spirits left, and if they can't be refined in their cultivation, the power of the Zhuxian Sword Formation will be greatly reduced.

Rushuang was seriously injured, Xie Ling was seriously injured, and Wentian was seriously injured.

My injuries are okay to say, and I can absorb the essence of the five elements of heaven and earth to make up for it, but it is estimated that it will take a long time for them to recover.

At first I wondered why my uncle would let them go, why he didn't kill them all.

It wasn't until after they all retreated, and my brother-in-law fell from the sky, that I understood what our real losses were.

We've lost a Yang God......

The uncle's impact on the Yang God realm was not stable, and the forced appearance of the divine thought directly caused his Yang God state of mind to collapse and disperse, and he could no longer become a real Yang God in this life.

And he was no longer able to exert the second divine coercion, and his combat power stopped at the peak of the Immortal King for the rest of his life, and even the Junior Immortal Emperor was a fantasy.

In fact, if the Howling Dog and Vedic were willing to hold out for a few more moments, it would still be us who lost.

Because the coercion of the Yang God Divine Mind forcibly manifested by the uncle could only last for a moment.

The brother-in-law is a Daomen Tianjiao, a genius of Tianzong, and a descendant of Yuan Tiangang.

If even he can't achieve the Yang God, there may never be a Yang God in the world.

And the Yang God is not weaker than the existence of the Immortal Emperor in the slightest, and can even comprehensively crush the Immortal Emperor in terms of combat power and divine coercion!

Although the martial god is on par with the yang god, the power of the martial god is mainly manifested in the combat power, and the yang god can manipulate space, manipulate the rules of heaven and earth, evolve all kinds of supernatural powers, move mountains and seas, call for wind and rain, and is simply omnipotent.

It is by no means comparable to a martial god born purely for battle.

That's our biggest loss.

……

After this battle, it is estimated that the Heavenly Realm will not attack the human world again for a long time.

On the one hand, it was the uncle who let them know that there was a yang god in the world, and on the other hand, it was because of the return of the martial god Zhao Zilong.

Of course, the fact that the uncle has not become a real yang god, the heavenly machine cannot be understood.

In the hearts of the gods of the Heavenly Dao, after there are Yang God and Martial God in the world, no matter how many Xuan Immortal troops are dispatched, it will not help.

Unless you wait until the luck of the human race weakens again, you can directly dispatch the army of the immortal king to fight.

The grief of Wushuang City is heart-wrenching, but Xie Ling's grief can only be comforted by me.

There are still broken corpses to mourn for the fall of the warriors, and the four thousand sword spirits that were damaged by the Sword Dynasty, all of which were left with no bones, turned into the qi of Gengjin and dissipated between heaven and earth.

Sword Shrine, Xie Ling sat high on the throne.

She is halfway healed from her injuries, but it will take a long, long time for her mood to heal.

The beauty is still like jade, and her expression has been frozen.

Compared to other spiritual objects, sword spirits have been extremely rare since ancient times. In fact, if it weren't for the seven world-famous swords who appeared in person to be inspired, the Sword Dynasty would never have so many sword spirits appearing.

I vaguely remember the scene when Xie Ling ascended the throne for the first time, ten thousand swords came to congratulate, the Big Dipper seven stars shone brightly, and the seven world-famous swords personally manifested in human form and came to the sword shrine.

And now, looking at the empty Sword Dynasty, Xie Ling's sadness can be imagined.

The fall of the sword spirit, the starlight of the Big Dipper dimmed......

This is the sorrow that belongs to the sword, and for a moment I couldn't find the words that could comfort Xie Ling's heart.

I walked up to her, looked at Xie Ling's sad face, and stretched out my hands to hold her fiercely in my arms.

"Your Excellency, it's all my fault."

If it weren't for me, Xie Ling wouldn't have been so sad. Maybe she will sleep forever and won't awaken into a sword spirit.

It was I who woke her up and made her suffer and hurt.

I used to think of her as a child, and I always thought of her as a tsundere, love-desperate, and even a little selfish.

Now, I understand that she has grown up and has her own responsibilities and mission.

became the empress of the Sword Dynasty, but she did not protect her subjects, which made her deeply regretful and self-blaming.

I only blame myself for being too incompetent, and I always have to rely on her and Rushuang to break the game for me and sacrifice for me.

Sometimes I really wonder if the Taoist priests in my previous life have killed the world.

Is it because of cowardice that the Taoist priest in the previous life would hide in the mountains, escape from reality, and guard the fox and the sword.

This is true of the Taoist priests, and the same is true of the kings of the previous life.

In the face of the army of King Wu of Zhou, there was no courage to break the cauldron.

did not choose to die on the battlefield, but pitifully and ridiculously self-immolated in Lutai.

"Zhiqiu, I'm just uncomfortable, I don't regret it. You go, I want to be alone for a while. ”

I listened to Xie Ling's words and left the Sword Shrine, leaving her to heal alone.

Then I went to Shanhaiguan with Rushuang, and there were some things I wanted to ask Mochou.

For the gods, the existence of human beings is not worth mentioning, destroying a world, and there will be the birth of a new world for them to continue to absorb the power of faith, so they are so ruthless and ruthless when they attack humans.

The battle has only just begun, and now it is only the Wushuang City that is sacrificed, and in the future, there will be ordinary humans who will die at the wrath of the gods.

The funny thing is that the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism in the world have not yet seen the essence of the cataclysm. I also thought that the gods were there to punish those who did not believe in them, and to punish the martial arts who fought against them.

But they didn't know that the gods were going to destroy the entire human race this time, and they were destined to become ashes.

I came to see Mo Chou to ask her how many guardians there are and how powerful they are.

Just the army of 70,000 Immortal Realm Xuan Immortals has already caused us heavy losses. If you wait until the Immortal King and the Immortal Emperor go to the lower realm, what will the human world use to resist?

With tears and knees?

The most important thing is that the world can no longer afford to fight such a war of attrition, there are so many martial saints who are united in body and soul, and one less one dies, and the same is true for the sword spirit of the Sword Dynasty.

"Ye Zhiqiu, I know why you came to see me. Death and bloodshed leave you with no hope, your heart is in fear, and your courage is fading. And what I'm going to tell you is that the war has only just begun. Mo Chou's voice was not joyful or sad.

I don't know if it's my delusion, but I always feel that her aura is far less powerful than the last time I saw her.

"But Wushuang City can no longer withstand the consumption of war, and the combat power is seriously unequal, don't say that the Immortal King Army, even if it is just another Xuanxian Army, Wushuang City will be destroyed, and we will all die in battle." I said.

"I'm well aware of your plight, but it's not a problem since the Guardians returned. Ye Zhiqiu, your suspicion and cowardice are because you are too weak, and the other guardians don't want you to be so unconfident. ”

"But I really can't find a way to get stronger."

Being seen through by Mo Chou made me blush, but what could I do?

I have to go through the real intersection of life and death to refine my body, and such an opportunity is not something that can be created in a vacuum, and it is too dangerous.

As for learning the sword, the Liuren Yin and Yang Sword itself is extremely perfect, and without the guidance of the Sword Immortal, my swordsmanship will not be qualitatively improved.

"Ye Zhiqiu, do you know why you have always been weak, I mean compared to your two wives. The same chance, the same reincarnation, why they have always been much stronger than you. ”

"Why?" I asked.

"Because your combat power is not in the world at all!"

Mo Chou said, next, she will summon the other six wisps of human luck to join forces to open a spatial passage to the Ancient Flood Desolation Plane God Slayer Continent for me.

As the inheritor of the bloodline of the heroes of the Ancient Flood Desolation, I will only find my own true combat skill inheritance in the ancient Flood World!

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