You looked at the Nine Immortals Mountain, and after only one glance, he withdrew his gaze, this fire, wind, and miasma were to avenge the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit, Hanzhi Immortal, and Caiyun Immortal. The deceased is gone, and it is useless to say more, so it can only be so!

The ghost figure collapsed and dispersed, turning into a palm-sized wooden puppet, which was caught by the winged fairy and returned to Qinglong Pass.

Above the sky, the Three Treasures flew back to Kunlun, and Pangu flew back to Kunlun.

Yuxu Kunlun is silent, this mountain is silent with the silence of the saint, and the saint is silent because of a disciple.

Yuan Shi Tianzun's heart was indescribably desolate! The disciple he cared about the most died like this! He died a miserable death, and he was very sad.

Countless spirit beasts or disciples in the Kunlun Mountain Immortal Realm all felt that the sky in Kunlun Mountain was very stuffy and heavy.

The white crane boy flew back, holding several magic weapons such as Guangchengzi's Fantian Seal Falling Soul Bell, and knelt in front of Kunlun Mountain, not daring to move, not daring to enter, and not daring to leave.

Qingluo let him live, maybe some people think that Qingluo is tolerant, or he doesn't dare to make any more moves against the saint disciples.

But more people are afraid of Qingluo in their hearts. This ruthless, insidious, and terrifying existence.

He killed Guangchengzi with the White Crane Boy, and killed Yuan Shi's favorite disciple with Yuan Shi Tianzun's favorite disciple!

It's okay to say if they're all dead, but one dead and one alive, and the living kill the dead. If Yuan Shi forgave the White Crane Boy, then every time he saw the White Crane Boy, he would think of Guangchengzi.

But the White Crane Boy is also innocent, he is just being used by others.

However, when a person dies, he dies. Guang Chengzi was pierced through the heart by the White Crane Boy and died, and the flesh and blood of the corpse were sprinkled all over the Nine Immortals Mountain.

The battle at Surabaya Pass has stopped again!

It was raining, and the rain had diluted the traces of war, and in the rain, purple blood thorns were devouring corpses.

In the rain, Qinglong Pass was silent there.

In the rain, the white crane boy knelt in front of Kunlun Mountain.

It rained for three days and three nights, and the dragon king in the sky escaped and fell back into the water, not daring to stay in the desolate world for a moment.

Tongtian of Golden Turtle Island, sitting alone in the palace, looking at the sword in his hand, thinking about the deceased.

The Four Saints of Kowloon Island, the Ten Heavenly Monarchs, Zhao Gongming, Yunxiao, Bixiao, Qiongxiao, Our Lady of Fire Spirit, Hanzhi Immortal, Caiyun Immortal

The inner disciples, the proud disciples, are gone.

In the same way, he thought of Yuan Shi, and he thought of Yuan Shi and felt his feelings at this time!

Lao Tzu is in Shouyang Mountain, his face is as plain and silent as ever.

Nuwa of the Wa Palace also sighed slightly at this time, this is the catastrophe. Once in the catastrophe, life and death do not matter. Even a saint can't protect the person he wants to protect!

Nuwa also remembered her powerlessness and her sorrow when the demon clan was destroyed.

A saint is like a behemoth in the ocean, his words and deeds can cause monstrous waves and cause countless storms.

However, although the saint is big, he does not have the vastness of the sea of fate and the breadth of heaven.

Heaven is like the sea, and the saint is like a giant in the sea, although the giant can set off a monstrous sea, but when the waves of the sea surge, the power of the saint cannot stop it.

The White Crane Boy knelt in front of Kunlun Mountain for nine days, and on the tenth day, the White Crane Boy disappeared.

The white crane boy appeared in the eyes of the Beihai Sea, Yongzhen Beihai, and did not come back!

He walked on the end of Shen Gongbao's departure, and the Antarctic Immortal Weng was heartbroken. His only disciple ended up like this!

Duobao was also heartbroken, and his only disciple, the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit, was also gone.

Red sperm is also sad, his relationship with Guang Chengzi is the best, and his senior brother and best friend are gone!

In the exposition of the two teachings, many disciples are sad, sad, sad, and angry! These emotions are brewing, spreading, and gradually growing in the two teachings.

After a long period of silence at Surabaya Pass and Qinglong Pass, the drums of war have risen again! No matter how many people have died and how sad the living are, the general trend has been achieved, and no one can help it. The war of the gods has begun, and the two religions have been expounded, no one can retreat, no one can avoid it!

The war went on day after day, and Duobao injured Antarctica, and Antarctica, and Duobao was injured in Antarctica. Our Lady of Jin Ling injured Fuxian, and Manjushri also injured Jin Ling...

One by one, the immortals fell, and the soldiers died tragically. Jiang Ziya's hair was whiter and more dazzling, and he was even more worried.

The war lasted for three months, and the thousands of Golden Immortals of the Outer Sect were all killed!

More than 10,000 scattered cultivators are gone!

But in the camp of the Western Zhou Dynasty, there was another casual cultivator who begged the saint for the opportunity, and there were thousands of immortals.

So, in the Biyou Palace of the East China Sea, ten thousand immortals reunited, and the remaining two thousand golden immortals were all out, and the nine Yao Xingjun came out together, and the twenty-eight stars traveled together.

After expounding on the two religions, there is no longer a trace of the friendship between the three religions! They have no resentment, and they do not complain about why the saint in charge of the sect did not avenge the death of his fellow disciples.

They know that the other party has saints, and because there are saints to restrain them, saints can't really take action! Therefore, they are willing to take revenge and revenge in person.

After all, they are the foundation of a great religion! A saint is a saint, and a saint's dojo is a holy realm. Only a group of immortals is a great sect, and a group of immortals and saints can be called a holy place of cultivation!

They are willing to settle their past grievances with their own ways. They knew that it was the catastrophe, but the moment they stepped out of the Biyou Palace, their blood was boiling, but they did not hesitate, but they had no regrets, no questions about the West and the East, just to move forward!

As soon as the immortals of the sect came out of the Golden Turtle Island, there was a loud noise between heaven and earth!

Hundreds of millions of mountains and rivers shook, Kyushu was excited, the five poles of heaven and earth trembled, and the ancient power reappeared!

A unicorn giant foot stepped out of the land of Middle-earth, the land of Wuji in the middle of the desolation, and the ancient unicorn reappeared in the desolation!

Qingluo had never seen the complete appearance of Buzhou Mountain, nor had he seen the four-legged sky, but he looked at the unicorn foot in front of him, and he was only shocked in his heart!

Its colossal reach, reaching the Nine Heavenly Realm, up to the sky and down to the Nine Shadows!

But in addition to shock, Qingluo is also shocked!

The unicorn broke through the center with one foot, and the aftermath was shaken, and the walls of Surabaya Pass fell! One after another in the heavens flew upside down and fell to the earth.

Except for a few Da Luo Jin Immortals who were still intact, all the disciples of the Sect Interception and the hundred scattered cultivators that Shen Gongbao had just brought in to help in the battle were seriously injured!

The pass of Surabaya Pass is broken like this!

Qingluo almost couldn't believe it, this level was broken like this?

The 800,000 mortal army could not be broken day and night, and the Xiongguan where the immortals died in battle and did not fall, was broken like this!

The Qilin Ancestor only had one foot, and he shook a kick, this level, the pass where countless mortals died guarding the battlefield, the pass where thousands of disciples of the sect were killed and maintained, and the pass that Qingluo spent all his strength to protect was broken!

The tall city wall of Surabaya Pass stretches for dozens of miles, the pass that is almost impossible to break in Han Rong's eyes, the pass that he has guarded for most of his life, is gone like this!

Biyou Tongtian instantly issued a sword, and there was a sword, called Zhu Xian!

Zhu Xian sword qi, the murderous qi of heaven and earth is surging like ink, the ink is like evil, like a demon, it can punish immortals, it can slaughter gods, it can destroy all beings, and it can kill endless worlds!

The edge of the sword, turning into thousands of sword qi, rushed straight to the Kunlun Holy Land, but the sword body of the Zhuxian suddenly fell, turning into hundreds of millions of giants, and inserted into the central earth!

A roar like a tiger and a lion shook the wilderness!