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The sun fell in the west, the sunset was like blood, the red sunset was as thick as blood, and most of the sky became blood-red, spreading at the end of the sky like blood, which was poignant and beautiful, and it looked very strange. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Even, there is a thick smell of blood in the heavens and on the ground, which lingers for a long time, and keeps pouring into people's mouths and noses, choking people and frowning!

The great battle between the monks was not the same as that of mortals, and its tragedy was far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Because the monks are already against the sky, they all have the powerful ability to destroy the world in every move, at least for hundreds of miles, and at worst, it affects the vast starry sky, which also makes the scope of the battlefield very vast.

And in this vast battlefield, corpses are scattered, soldiers are torn, and they radiate for thousands of miles, and it is impossible to count how many people died, because there are too many people participating in the war, including all races.

If you want to find the location of those heroic souls who died in battle, even for the monks of the Yin Yang Realm Great Perfection, it is a very laborious task.

Fortunately, Ling Tian had a large number of people, and with the help of reinforcements from various forces, this time was greatly shortened, but everyone was also busy until the sky was dark and night fell.

"Seven thousand eight hundred and seven people died in the current year of the academy, six thousand five hundred and forty-three people died in the previous year, and five thousand four hundred people died in the war of reinforcements!"

When the statistics came out, everyone was shocked, this battle was so tragic that the number of people killed in the battle reached 19,750.

This number, even after Ouyang Qingcang heard it, he lost his mind for a while, and there was a trance of light and shadow in front of him, as if the heroic souls of the past had returned, and the shouting of the fighting shook the heavens and the earth, making the sky continue to crack.

"Woooooooooo

The wind rises, whimper!

The last bit of remnant clouds on the horizon became even more red, as if it had been smeared with blood, and the red seeped people, making people palpitate.

What happened on this day and night has changed amazingly like the vicissitudes of life, and the smile at the beginning is now forever separated by heaven and man, becoming people from two worlds, and they can never meet again.

"Golden Snake Langjun, in the past, you and I were enemies, fighting for several years, however, today is the eternal separation between heaven and man, who do you want me to fight with in the future..."

"If the two hearts are looking at each other, how can they be separated from Jun Yong!" "The beauty cried, the beauty cried, and the smell of it made people break their bowels, and the liver and intestines of the Fengyi fairy crying were broken, and tears fell like rain.

"You come back, come back, I promise you, you don't want to die..."

She let the wanton flow of red blood stain her white dress, and hugged the corpse in her arms, even her fingers were white, and she didn't want to let go, just afraid that as soon as she let go, the person in her arms would disappear in an instant.

It's a pity that everything is empty, and the person who used to please her in every way has long since passed away and will never come back, whispering beside her.

The love and hatred of the past are unforgettable, but they can no longer be recovered, and they can't be picked up, just like an eternal glow, disappearing into the sky, leaving only endless sentimentality.

Ling Tian's thousands of heroic souls killed Lang Lang Qiankun in the dark, but he also fell forever because of this, his life was gone, and yesterday was a yellow flower!

"Nam no Amitabha night. Dotagada night. Dodi night him. Amili Tu Bhavi. Amididox. Sidhamvarvi...."

At this moment, Ouyang Qingcang suddenly sat in the void, his treasure was solemn, and he chanted as he spoke, and a golden Buddha light came out behind him, like an ancient Buddha reborn.

His voice is not loud, but it resounds through the void, which can make the soul of the hero die in bliss, and the culture is made into golden runes, densely covered in the void, with supreme mysteries, incomprehensible.

Ouyang Qingcang's cultivation was terrifying, but it could affect others, and as he chanted the scriptures, the people around him also involuntarily sat in the void and chanted with him, and the sound of the scriptures became more and more vast and extraordinary.

"Ami duh. Vigalandhi. Ami sighed. Vigalando. Gamigrù. Ghagana. Citrus Takali. Su Po He...."

He sat cross-legged in the void, his voice became more and more ethereal, as if he was transmitting sound outside the heavens and the earth, and his own Buddha light was pervasive, like a golden-bodied Buddha, and the Dharma was boundless.

"This is the legendary mantra of the god of rebirth, which belongs to the supreme meaning of Buddhism!" Among the reinforcements from various forces, some of the strong ones changed color after hearing this, and they were all very shocked.

The mantra of the god of rebirth, whose full name is to remove all karmic obstacles and obtain the pure land dharani, is a mantra in Buddhism, which can also be used to transcend the undead, although there is no combat power at all, but it has an extraordinary use, which can surpass the bliss of all living beings.

As soon as the mantra of the dead came out, more and more people joined in, and everyone chanted the sutra together, so that the whole world flowed with a Buddhist charm, as if there was an inexplicable power that was hooked, with incredible use.

When the scriptures rang out twenty-first, Ouyang Qingcang slowly stopped, and those who couldn't help but chant with him since ancient times were all in shock.

This scripture is really terrifying, or Ouyang Qingcang is really terrifying, it can be like a continuous spring rain moistening everything, silently affecting everyone's thoughts, chanting with it.

The next moment, Ouyang Qingcang's body suddenly became unattainable, and he exuded an incomparably majestic aura, making the heroes tremble, as if the ancient gods and demons had resurrected and returned, which was very terrifying!

Although he did not perform the magic of heaven and earth, under the influence of his divine power, everyone still felt that he was so majestic and unattainable, it was not enough to describe it by standing up to the sky and the earth.

At this time, his eyes were sharp, his black hair fluttered, and he became very terrifying, and the scattered aura alone swept through the heavens and everything, and even the extraterritorial stars were uneasy, as if they were about to fall.

It can be said that under this breath, no one can survive, but fortunately, there is also a clear light on him, enveloping the people around him, otherwise, the heroes will definitely turn into a cloud of blood mist.

"Heroic Soul Monument, up!"

The vast voice resounded all over the world, like the first ray of sound that opened the world, so that the creatures on the entire vast continent heard his voice.

"Boom..."

A tall stone stele rises from the ground, more than 10,000 zhang high into the sky, the whole is cyan, it looks ordinary and simple, and the blood mark on it also shows that this stele is extraordinary, it is the monument of the heroic spirit!

"Boom...."

Stone chips are flying, Ouyang Qingcang and his fingers are like pens, his fingertips are a few points sharper than the sharpest knife tip in the world, and under his actions, there are also three more big characters on this stone tablet 'Heroic Spirit Tablet'!

Subsequently, the stele reversed, and Ouyang Qingcang wrote the dragon and snake again, and wrote the back, writing today's events in detail.

The font is like a shocking dragon, the backbone is deep, and the spirit of the strong person in the condensing path is circulating, and if you look at it a few more times, the Yuan Shen will not be able to withstand it.

"Today, the heroic spirit monument is erected, look at me, all the people of Lingtian, the spirits of the four clans, remember this matter forever, so that thousands of heroic souls will not be scattered and will live forever!"

With the sound of a low and mighty voice, the heroes who died in battle and left their bodies were carefully buried by Ouyang Qingcang with unparalleled cultivation mana, and the heroic spirit tablet stood in front of the tomb like a tombstone, surviving forever, standing up to the sky and the earth!

Looking at the heroic spirit monument, the living people were silent for a long time, and a sad and depressing atmosphere was like a river, in this night, flowing farther and farther...

After a long time, Ouyang Qingcang once again showed his world-shattering might, a mysterious fluctuation, emitting outward, and finally slowly enveloping the Heroic Spirit Monument and the Ten Thousand Souls Tomb behind it.

Sensing this fluctuation, a trace of surprise flashed in Long Yuchen's eyes that showed sadness, because Ouyang Qingcang was arranging the formation, and according to the level in the formation, he actually had the attainment of a formation master.

"A genius is a genius, not only is it a strong cultivation, but even this formation is quite profound, far beyond ordinary people. Long Yuchen sighed in his heart.

The huge light curtain, flashing with amazing light, covered from the sky, like an upside-down bowl, completely enveloping the Heroic Spirit Monument and the Ten Thousand Souls Cemetery, and the formation fluctuated strongly.

However, according to Long Yuchen's eyes, there are still many flaws in this formation, ordinary people may not be able to crack this formation, but in the eyes of the formation master, it is a bit of a void, and in an instant, the formation can be broken, and for the formation master, this breaking formation is only a matter of time.

And this large array also has a fatal drawback, that is, this large array cannot operate in a cycle, even if it will not be attacked by external forces, but after thousands of years, it will break because there is no source of energy.

It can only be said that there is a specialization in the art industry, even if Ouyang Qingcang is far beyond ordinary people in cultivation, but he is still a little behind in the formation.

"Alas, it's a pity that thousands of heroic souls shed their blood for my Ling Tian Academy, but my Shenwei Dean couldn't set up a perfect guardian array for him and protect the place where his bones were buried. Ouyang Qingcang's eyes showed a sense of loneliness, and his resolute face was full of sadness.

The Heroic Spirit Monument has been erected, and it will definitely be indestructible in the future, otherwise how can the heroic soul sleep for a long time, so everyone present has a wish in their hearts, that is, they hope that this Heroic Spirit Monument will always stand in the world, and Ouyang Qingcang will not fall, and Ouyang Qingcang is even worse.

"Dean, why don't you let Yuchen try it, as the Yin and Yang Sect Master, he has reached the rank of Grandmaster in the formation, presumably he has a way to solve this matter. The torturer opened his mouth and suggested.

"Yin and Yang Sect Master, Formation Master, obediently, this is to scare people to death. The words of torture caused a burst of restlessness among the heroes, and their eyes were full of horror.

What Long Yuchen did was already difficult for them to accept, but everyone still didn't expect that he would have such an identity.

The master of a sect is still the most legendary Yin-Yang Sect in the world back then, which is really unimaginable.

Hearing the words of the torturer, a trace of surprise flashed on Ouyang Qingcang's face, and he said in disbelief: "I really didn't expect this to happen!"

"It is true that the dragon group of forces built by Yuchen has less than a hundred people, and with the formation he has passed down, it can compete with a well-trained iron army. ”

The torture elder did not hide anything, and by the way, he informed Ouyang Qingcang of what Long Yuchen had done in this battle, which caused him to be surprised.

"Hahaha, I, Ling Tian, actually have such a talent, it's really favored by heaven. Ouyang Qingcang laughed with relief, but behind this laughter, there was also a sadness that could never be erased.

Long Yuchen induced the power of the Thunder Tribulation to wipe out a group of corpse zombie sect people, Ouyang Qingcang knew it, but after that, he and the corpse zombie sect master also fell into a white-hot battle, which also made him pay little attention to the battle below.

After all, the battle of the powerhouses of the Condensation Realm is not a joke, and a little distraction will lead to inevitable life and death disasters.

"Yuchen, the protection array of this Heroic Spirit Monument is all up to you. Ouyang Qingcang looked at Long Yuchen and said solemnly.

"The heroic spirit should live forever in the world, Yuchen will not disgrace his life, and do his best!" Long Yuchen said with a solemn face, this matter cannot tolerate the slightest carelessness.

One is for the eternal survival of the heroic spirit, and the other is for the inheritance of the Yin Yang Sect, no matter which point is a major event that cannot be taken lightly, otherwise if there is an accident, he will really die and will not be able to atone for his sins.