The world of red and black cannot be mixed with any other color.

The devastated eardrum has long since ruptured, and the sound has been stripped away, leaving only a simple changing picture.

The lucky ones who were thrown out by the huge meat grinder of war looked down at the blood flowing on the charred black land, looked up at the changing sky, and couldn't feel their existence for a long time, as if the soul was detached from the ** and was watching the world.

Few of the people who are mixed in the war can maintain a normal consciousness, and almost all of them are carrying out the last thought left in their minds, which is to kill the opponent in front of them.

The neat and orderly Yin and Yang caused the army to be torn apart, mixed with the remaining 400,000 allied troops, and soon they were completely submerged, and the formation could no longer be found, and the Yin and Yang envoys also began to fight separately. The iconic black and white color is also completely covered.

The madness of flesh and blood colliding together lasted for two hours, and finally the clearing was revealed.

The million coalition army is now only 100,000, and the flesh and blood of 900,000 people are spread layer after layer on these mountains, making people feel a sense of vanity when they step on them. This land can no longer be called land.

The 60,000 Yin and Yang envoys, after experiencing Wang Shi's massacre and a large-scale Pingxingye, were then impacted by the coalition forces, and at this time there were only more than 10,000 people left. Such a result is probably something they could not have imagined before.

The army that was originally all over the mountains and fields was only sporadically visible for just over two hours.

A person whose body is dyed red and black is no different from the ground under his feet, and he cannot tell whether he is really alive or not when he stands here.

On the wasteland, there are occasionally such non-human and non-ghost creatures, with hollow eyes, looking in a certain direction, like a woodcut. They don't know the pain and they don't know what to continue doing.

Even if someone can survive this war, it will be difficult for him to live as a person in the future, and it is far better to die in the fight like his companions.

A war is just a few numbers for those who have never participated in it. For the participants, especially the losers, that already represents a lifetime.

The furious immortal magic began to explode, making the sky like a basin of water, sprinkled with any color, one covered by another before it could be completely smeared. The impact accumulated for a moment, and when it fell, it saw the earth as a piece of iron, and kept smashing it.

The original towering Nine Mountains have become an abyss at this time.

The eighteen Heavenly Immortal Realms have no chance of winning against the fifty Heavenly Immortal Realms of the Yin and Yang Gate. Even if they possessed the "Earth-loaded" array and extracted the blessing of endless earth immortal power, it would not have the slightest effect, it was just a delay for a while.

Rumble!

Once again, a celestial fairy turned into ashes and dissipated in this heaven and earth.

One Martial Sect of Zen Sect and two Heavenly Immortal Realms of Dan Sect fell one after another, and the rest of the people were also seriously injured, but only one Yin and Yang Lord was killed. In today's situation, they will all die in battle in less than half an hour.

All the sects in the Central Domain work together, and there is not the slightest possibility of defeating the Yin and Yang Sect, even if they are evenly matched, they can't do it.

The battle situation was already doomed from the beginning, and if it weren't for Wang Shi's appearance, the people on the Nine Mountains would have died. However, at the last moment, two unexpected things happened, one is that the truth of Zen Buddhism actually broke through the Heavenly Immortal Realm, and the other is that Mo Jiang suddenly appeared, leading a yin and yang master out of thousands of miles, and he has not returned yet, and he does not know life and death. Such an accident was not enough to change the tide of the war.

The five ancestors of Zen Buddhism had blood on their hair, they looked at each other, understood each other's intentions, and sat down cross-legged in the void, closed their eyes, put their hands together, and chanted in unison: "Amitabha!"

True and false also stood in this sky, he looked at the five ancestors who had guarded Zen Buddhism for thousands of years, regardless of the attack in front of him, turned to them with his hands folded and bowed, and let the violent immortal magic explode behind him.

"Amitabha!"

The monks who were living in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and the main hall suddenly raised their heads, put down the things in their hands, put their hands together, and chanted with great devotion: "Amitabha!"

Small voices converge from everywhere, and finally become the grandest sound of heaven and earth, like the bell of the sky, ringing through the heavens and the earth.

The robes of the five ancestors of Zen Buddhism bulged up, lining them into five giant bells. The lean, thin bones emitted a blinding golden light, instantly completely overwhelming the other colors on the firmament.

"I will take the sin of all beings!"

Airplanes!

Amazing fluctuations in immortal power suddenly erupted between heaven and earth, and all the Yin and Yang Lords couldn't help but retreat a few steps back in unison, looking at the five ancestors of Zen Buddhism vigilantly. The terrifying power emitted by the golden light made them, who were also in the Heavenly Immortal Realm, feel a burst of shock.

Instead of attacking the Yin and Yang Lord, the heavenly golden light fell down and landed on the Nine Mountains, forming a golden light shield that enveloped everyone in it and diluted the red and black colors.

"Oh, what kind of trick should I be, it turns out to be this turtle shell method again. Do you think you'll be able to live a little longer?"

"Even if the people of Zen Buddhism take their lives on the line, they can't hold on for a moment. It's ridiculous that you're doing that. ”

"The fate of all of you is already sealed. ”

When the Yin and Yang Lord saw the purpose of the five ancestors of Zen Buddhism, they all showed disapproving ridicule. If it weren't for the sudden appearance of Wang Shi, who attracted away the ten Yin and Yang Lords, they wouldn't have to pay too much to raze all the forces in the world.

The light on the five ancestors of Zen Buddhism dissipated, and the bulging robes were draped back on their bodies, revealing their rugged and skinny bones. The heads of the five fell limply, indicating that they no longer showed any signs of life.

True and false bowed again, reached out to catch the five people, and gently put them into the meditation room where they often sit.

"Amitabha. ”

All the monks felt something in their hearts, and sadness sprung up, but it only turned into this gentle word.

Zhen or False glanced at the Heavenly Immortal Realm that was still alive, nodded slightly, and returned to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion alone, sitting cross-legged, like an old monk in meditation, silently reciting the scriptures.

The remaining seven Heavenly Immortal Realms glanced at each other, and they all sat down cross-legged in the sky, taking the last elixir, and trying to recover their strength as much as possible.

No one needs to say much about today's situation, everyone knows it.

At the cost of their lives, the five ancestors of Zen Buddhism held up a curtain of light to buy the last bit of time for everyone. If the golden light is broken, then there will be no hope for anyone to live. Forty-eight Heavenly Immortals, no one can stop them.

True or false is already the last ancestor of Zen Buddhism, and if he dies, he will definitely die in front of everyone else in Zen Buddhism, this is his last mission.

As for the Great Wind Song, I'm afraid I can't wait.

I can't even survive the Yin and Yang Lord, let alone the confrontation afterward.

It is no longer a question of whether or not you can kill a Yin and Yang Lord, but how to choose how to die.

Ning Xiaoshan watched this war and silently closed his eyes. He had something in his hand that could temporarily turn the tide of the battle, but it was not the time to take it out, and he could only watch it happen.

The non-human and non-ghost people standing on the Nine Mountains all saw the golden light, and their already cold bodies suddenly felt a trace of temperature, and some of them regained consciousness.

However, people who have regained consciousness are not as good as those who have not recovered.

Looking around, the red and black world, with the ground of corpses stacked under your feet, makes people feel that this is not a familiar world at all. If you look at your hands again, they are stained with blood, and they no longer belong to you.

There was a roar in his throat that didn't look like a human at all, proving that this ** still had living features.

No one attacked again, they all stood in the same place, doing all kinds of beastly behavior. The Yin and Yang envoys with firm beliefs also stood in place, as if they were examining this so-called world.

The people of the Zen hall, not just the people of Zen Buddhism, were mixed together, and their faces showed a look of fear. The battle that shattered the heavens and the earth came to an abrupt end, more terrifying than the countless deaths that had always been made.

The beams shook off a little dust, and became the only thing that could be moved.

"I don't want to stay here any longer, I'm going to go out! I'm going to kneel and beg for mercy, I don't want to wait here with you to die anymore! This is a war that has no chance of winning, why continue! You all go out and see, how many people are left on the Nine Mountains? You all see, how many of the eighteen Heavenly Immortal Realms are left? There is no possibility of winning at all, why do you have to let so many people carry their backs and send them to death! Isn't this enough?"

One of the men who had witnessed most of the battle in front of the window could no longer stand the atmosphere and roared desperately.

"This is really a war that is simply impossible to win. Someone lowered his head and whispered.

"Let's go out and surrender! Could it be that the Yinyangmen really wants to slaughter all the people in the world? Could it be that we really have no way to live? Surrendering to the Three Sects is surrender, and surrendering to the Yinyangmen is betrayal? We, the people at the bottom, don't have the right to become masters ourselves, I want to go out and surrender!" The man raised his arms and shouted, his eyes burning, and looked at the people around him.

The crowd had already automatically exited a circle, making the man stand out.

Such a chant made countless people restless. It's like a fish dying of thirst, and suddenly finds a clear spring, which is the hope of life. Of course, there are countless people who look on coldly, or even look at them angrily, but there is no reason to refute them at all.

What the man said was true!

However, one of the novices stood up and said very seriously: "What the donor said is very true. Perhaps the decision made by the five ancestors of Zen Buddhism and the ancestors of the Wu Sect and the Dan Sect is really wrong. However, the land outside is soaked in the blood of my uncle, uncle and brother, and this piece of heaven was supported by the lives of my five ancestors of Zen Buddhism. Maybe it's not fair for them to decide our lives, but they died for us. It may be right to surrender, but I have decided to fight!