On the side of the conch, on the Mir, several powerful people looked up at the sky, and their expressions were a little solemn.

There are no fools here, especially after knowing part of the truth, there is no reason why Thirteen Lang should not see his intentions. Although it is not easy to go to the heavens, several great powers have probed with divine thoughts, and finally come to the same conclusion: the yellow sky is sinking!

Huang Tian has no one to bear, and neither can Thirteen Lang. The yellow sky is sinking, which means that the sea of remnants will collide with it, what kind of result will it be!

It is now known that the yellow sand will explode when it is full of remnants, and the power is comparable to that of the fireball unleashed by the monk. And then

No then. Everyone understands that if the yellow sky is tilted over their heads, if those yellow sand are detonated by the sea of remnant thoughts, whether it is great or small, whether it is a primordial infant or a god, they will be burned to death by those fireballs and completely burned into nothingness.

A single piece of yellow sand and a ball of fire, can the number of yellow sand be described as "many"? That is innumerable and endless, and it is the whole sky! If the sky burns, let alone people, the chaotic sea will sink 300 zhang. Under the power of heaven, what is the difference between tigers and ants, Yuan Baby, overhaul, incarnate god, all are jokes, no, they are not even qualified to make jokes.

If it weren't for this, if it weren't for the fact that Huang Tian was gradually sinking, Thirteen Lang might not have thought of the drastic change, but now that he knows, of course he has to find a way to stop it. It's just that his views are different from those of several people, and the goal is straight to the source.

Although they guessed the natural disasters they might face, none of the major monks said anything, and they still had a trace of hope and thought, and even Blood Dance didn't want to face this fact, and couldn't help but comfort himself with the fact that this matter was just an accident and that the yellow sky would not sink to the bottom. It was after Thirteen Lang told them what had happened and how he planned to do it. The thoughts that came out of the hearts of several great powers were exactly the same.

"Is it possible?"

Carrying the sky with manpower, this is what Shisanlang is doing now. Perhaps the word "carry" is a bit excessive, and it is more appropriate to use "drag". Several people trusted their own judgment. I understand that Thirteen Lang's intention is to drag, drag through the fifty years in the blood domain.

Even so, is it possible?

Even if it's not the true Heavenly Dao, at least it has some appearance, and if you can't get along with such an existence, isn't it self-inflicted?

What else?

Demon beasts are gushing from the bottom of the sea, and the killing of the Quartet will start, and the number is indescribable. Maybe years later, months or even days later. You will see the fire spreading, and slowly wait for your own end. From this point of view, no matter how impossible things are, no matter how difficult it is to delay Huang Tian's footsteps, several great powers are still willing to give it a try and try their best to win a glimmer of life.

The most helpless fact followed, several people had higher cultivation, but none of them could help Thirteen Lang. Hugh said to help, but at this time there was a strong wind around him. They are located directly below the Thirteen Langs, and they are inevitably affected, and they still need to strengthen their minds to prevent being corroded by those residual thoughts, and they are too afraid to take care of themselves.

The world is sad, and the monks are humiliated. Nothing more than that

"Shall we just look at it?" the Hundred Flowers Fairy was the first to speak.

"What else should I do? Sir, he has great powers, maybe this method is feasible. Blue Mountain asked, his neck aching. It seems that I really saw a bowl of bright moon.

The Hundred Flowers Fairy looked worried and said, "The concubine knows. It's not cost-free, and it's not endless. The power of one person. How do you dissolve all the remnants of the endless thoughts?"

Among the few people, the only one who has cultivated exercises similar to Hongchen Yi is Baihua, which is undoubtedly reminding everyone that even if Thirteen Lang tries his best, the effect is probably a drop in the bucket, and it will not play much role.

Lan Shan didn't know about this, and said helplessly: "The remnants of the dead soul are indestructible, if we go up, the only way I can think of is to lead the yellow sand down, so that it and the remnants of the thoughts can dissolve each other." But to do this, we need to rely on Mr. to cast spells for protection, and the effect may not be as good as it is now. ”

The Hundred Flowers Fairy lowered her eyes slightly, and said, "The concubine body may try"

"Leave him alone, do what we have to do. ”

Blood Dance stood up suddenly, a touch of evil aura appeared on his cold face, and said, "Repair the Mir as soon as possible, and then continue to kill!"

What to kill? Demon beasts, of course. Theoretically speaking, as long as all the demon beasts floating up from the bottom of the sea are killed, the residual thoughts generated are definitely better than letting those demon beasts slaughter all directions;

Lan Shan smiled bitterly and said: "It's right to kill demons, I'm afraid I won't be able to finish killing them." ”

The idea of blood dance is good, but, is it possible?

The Sea of Chaos is too big, so big that it is endless, it is true that with the Liliang of these people combined, as long as they don't touch the super demon, they can calm down and kill slowly;

Lan Shan's concerns were not unreasonable, and the Hundred Flowers Fairy frowned slightly, and said, "If you focus on the frigate, I don't know if you can fight." ”

Blood Dance said indifferently: "If you can't kill it, you have to kill it, kill one less one, kill one less group, kill a group less group." ”

With that, no matter what happened to the two of them, Blood Dance shook his body and flew into the conch's body along the terrifying hole, and began to look for a place worth starting. Behind them, the Hundred Flowers and Blue Mountains looked at each other, sighed, and didn't care that the spirit of mana was far from recovering, and followed the footsteps of the Blood Dance.

The conch's body is too big to repair the Mir, but there are also differences in the toughness of its shell, since there are many materials, of course, several people have to choose, try to choose the strongest one. In doing so, the added trouble is not a little bit, imagine that Thirteen Lang used the palm bow to blast open that shell, and it was extremely difficult for the spear king to penetrate that shell, and the blood dance and others deliberately selected the hardest part to cut, and the difficulty can be imagined. Taking a step back, even if the shell is taken, it is not easy to repair the Mir, what should be dismantled and what should be installed, what should be refined should be repaired, and Zuihou still has to place enough wind gusts. In this way, even if you only make an appearance, I am afraid that it will not be able to do it in 358 days.

There are also a lot of advantages, first of all, the conch is dead, and it will not resist without interference, and secondly, after all, there are three of them, and they can take turns casting spells to grind slowly, and they must be the strongest. Zuihou, the flying ants of the thirteen lang are still available, and tens of thousands of flying ants gnaw on them, which may not be weaker than one major repair.

Hard work is inevitable, but if you think about the benefits after completion, several people suddenly become happy. Not to mention the rest, once the heavenly fire falls, several major repairers hide in such a thick shell and fight back with peace of mind, and the hope of survival is at least doubled. In addition, the Mir will continue to kill when it sets sail next, in case it encounters a conch again, or a monster beast that is stronger and bigger than the conch?

After planning in his heart, Blue Mountain first became optimistic, and his body flew in the empty body of the King of Snails and watched, pointing and not forgetting to marvel at the magic of creation, which was quite emotional.

"Three great monks, work together to build a ship that is not a magic weapon, hey, hey, it's interesting!"

"Bullshit, how can it be important to have a demon pill. "I don't know when the big ash touches it, limping around, looking for treasures, and maliciously speculating in my heart.

"The young master's expression just now was a little strange, what did he get? It can't be alone, right?"

In the middle of the hurricane, Thirteen Lang closed his eyes and asked, his expression was calm and solemn, and there was a bit of solemnity that was not there before. As the Hundred Flowers Fairy expected, if he only stayed in the air or flew, Thirteen Lang had cultivated for decades, and almost gathered a city's red dust business, which was enough for him to use or support others. However, at this time, he wanted to delay the footsteps of the Heavenly Dao by himself, and this bit of thought seemed too little, far from being enough to support it.

It is difficult to quantify the meaning of the red dust, but it can quantify what it wants to dissolve; if it continues according to the current situation, he will not be able to continue because his mind is exhausted for three days at most; at that time, at best, he will only be able to dissolve a radius of 300 li, how can it be compared with the chaotic sea? Thinking about it from another angle, Hugh said 300 li, even if it is 3000 li, what about 30,000 li? For such a behemoth as the chaotic sea, it is not even a drop in the bucket, and it is too much.

The only way is to make it alive, to be transformed in other ways, or at least to grow slowly.

"The path of birth and destruction can only be combined with flames to carry or mislead the remnants into believing that it contains one of samsara. ”

The reason why the breath of the world can "exceed" the soul is because it is a part of reincarnation and has an irresistible attraction to those residual thoughts. Life and death, life and death, a birth and death is a reincarnation, those poor creatures who feel a trace of reincarnation, will take the initiative to "dedicate" themselves into it, and fear of falling behind.

"If I can do that, I can no longer just call on the red dust business, but the mana that can be replenished. ”

But, how?

"Life and death are like a ring, life and death are the ends, and they are also another beginning for each other. Taking fire and water as an example, the blue bottle can burn water, and if it can turn water into fire, it can be counted as a complete cycle between water and fire. It's a pity that I can't do it, my comprehension of the Dao of Life and Destruction is still too shallow, and I can't even compare to her level, let alone complete the next step. ”

"But"

Shisanlang opened his eyes, and there was a smile on his clear face, revealing a little childlike boasting.

"I'm lucky, I have reincarnation with me, I'm alive. ”

There was a hissing sound, the fire shadow was released, and the sky above the chaotic sea was boiling, and thousands of waves were launched

(To be continued......)