"It's done...... Is it really done?"

In the sky above the Demon Land, after such an extremely terrifying explosion of demonic breath, there were almost no living people in the field.

Half of the big array has been destroyed, the ground has almost been scraped off three layers, between heaven and earth, the void is unstable, like a broken ice surface, it will collapse at the touch of a touch, and the surrounding demonic breath is drumming, stirring up an endless wind, in this strong wind, you can smell a strong bloody gas, that is the previous formation masters who were willing to give up their lives in order to stabilize the big array......

Above the void, only two figures could still move.

On the left is the Eastern Emperor Dao Master, and on the right is the Supreme Evil Emperor, but in this turbulence, the cultivators are as smart as them, but they are also seriously injured, half of their bodies are stained with blood, and the Dao Breath is even more restless, but now, they can't take care of anything......

Four eyes, just staring at a wisp of white light in the demon's breath below!

This is the thing that Langya Pavilion has obtained by gathering the Xuantian Lamp, the Great Heavenly Luo Banner, the Evil Emperor Demon Knife and the Reincarnation Dao Book, and deferring it for thirty years?

It really happened!

Although, this price may be a little bigger!

But compared to the demonic breath between heaven and earth, the destruction in thirty-three days, this price seems to be ......

Thinking of the calm face of the Langya Pavilion Lord when he was dying, the Eastern Emperor Dao Lord knew that he had the same thoughts as him.

It's worth the price!

In this world, only the Lord of Langya Pavilion, who was born in the light, fell into the darkness for three thousand years because of hatred, and finally stopped at the end of the year because of Mr.'s teachings, and repented, can best understand the changes in people's hearts!

To some extent, perhaps only he is really qualified to do this.

Presumably, he himself had already figured this out, so he regarded himself as the last sacrifice, flew into the demon's breath, and lit up this wisp of white light with his heart......

This wisp of white light, or breath, is hope!

"Hurry up ......"

The Eastern Emperor Daoist suddenly became anxious and urged in a hurry.

He seemed to want to sweep towards the white rays and protect the candle-like light.

But when he moved, he hesitated.

Because even if he has such cultivation and knowledge, he doesn't know how to protect that wisp of white light at this time, the Lord of Langya Pavilion died lightly, and he looked righteous and awe-inspiring, but you should tell us what to do later......

"Don't be in a hurry......"

But at this moment, the Supreme Evil Emperor suddenly moved slightly in his heart and reminded in a low voice.

The Eastern Emperor Dao Lord also saw it at this time, only to see that after the wisp of white light appeared, it was not drowned by the endless magic breath around it, on the contrary, around this wisp of white mang, there was a slight whirlwind, and the demon breath was rolled over layer by layer, revolving around it, this whirlpool gradually expanded, and it had the meaning of enveloping the entire demon land, and in the center of this whirlpool, around that wisp of white mang, there were more and more demon breaths slowly transforming, turning into a part of that wisp of white light.

From a distance, it looks like a faint life, gradually growing!

The Langya Pavilion Lord didn't tell them what to do later, it turned out that they didn't have to do anything else.

The appearance of this white ray represents the beginning of the reversal of the demonic breath......

You don't have to do anything, it grows on its own!

Looking at the wisps of white light that were gradually growing, the Eastern Emperor Dao Lord and the Supreme Evil Emperor both had some surprise on their faces.

The two who have been fighting all their lives have some tacit understanding at this time.

And in the vast and boundless Tian Yuan Continent, there were also many people who were feeling it and looked at it from afar.

The appearance of that wisp of white light made the entire Tianyuan different.

An old cultivator who has been in retreat for many years suddenly opened his eyes in surprise and carefully understood the changes in heaven and earth.

The young man who practiced swordsmanship wiped the sweat drops from his forehead and looked at the sword in his hand with a slight hesitation......

On the high mountain, an ancient pine condensed a dewdrop.

In the valley, there was little grass that raised its branches and leaves.

There are remnants of monsters, quietly escaped into the ground.

There is an old Confucian who has studied hard, and suddenly realized the truth!

......

......

"It worked, that thing in the Demon Land really worked......"

"From this day on, is it true that the Great Tribulation is no longer terrible?"

More and more people understood what was happening, and they were pleasantly surprised.

This is indeed a good day worthy of Tian Yuan's special book.

Now that thirty years have passed, it has passed the estimation of the latest time of the catastrophe by the masters of Yilou, and there is still no sign of the catastrophe, which means that the catastrophe has no longer come to the world?

And the source of Tianyuan's calamity, the dark demon breath in the demon land, has also been successfully resolved, and even the Protoss is now shrinking into a corner, obedient like a little mouse, so what are you worried about?

Three thousand years of catastrophe, the curse of Tian Yuan, has ended......

It's like a shackle around the neck, which has finally been removed, and it has fallen straight to a relaxed body!

The entire Tianyuan is already an ocean of joy......

......

......

But at this time, some people also have a touch of melancholy in their hearts.

It's like a certain fairy in Xiazhou!

Two elders in the Qingyang Sect.

An empress of the Nine Heavens.

A generation of sword heads on the snowy plains.

Two strange people who drank silently above the blue waves of the East China Sea......

When their initial joy faded, they couldn't help but look up.

The catastrophe will not come, what about that person?

......

......

In a clear and cloudless sky, there were suddenly a few more black traces, like ripples in the sky, the ripples slowly rotated, and gradually turned into black whirlpools, extremely clear and shallow, but clearly appeared in the high sky.

All those who perceived this vision changed their faces and looked up.

"Is it a catastrophe?"

Someone screamed loudly, and his face was full of horror.

"No, it's not a sign of the catastrophe......"

Someone muttered to himself, and he didn't know how many eyes looked towards the sky.

The whirlpool gradually became clear, as if forming a passage, and suddenly from within that passage, a wisp of green qi flew out, fluttering and shaking, slowly unfolding from the nine heavens, and two golden handwritings spread out in the void......

"The sword guards the Tianguan for three thousand years, and does not teach the catastrophe to fall into the Tianyuan!"

"Now we sincerely invite all colleagues to defend the world in a battle outside the world!"

Those two lines of handwriting are very simple and straightforward.

It was just a few words, but it suddenly caused an uproar in Tianyuan.

Most of the monks in the world, after seeing those words, there were endless doubts in their hearts, they didn't know who wrote these eight words, and some didn't understand the meaning, Tian Yuan has no catastrophe coming, so what calamity do you want to resist?

And what does it mean to say that the catastrophe is outside the sky?

What makes many juniors even more puzzled is who is this person and who are his colleagues?

Compared with their confusion, the older generation reacted more violently.

The Eastern Emperor Dao Lord and the Supreme Evil Emperor changed their faces at the same time, glanced at each other, and then stared at the sky.

Their brows were furrowed at first, then relaxed, and even with some joy.

They recognized who had written these words.

Because the writing is really not very good!

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......

In the Qingyang Sect, including the sect leader Lu Qingguan, as well as the four elders, they stood up in shock at the same time, their faces were indescribably solemn, but in this solemnity, they could clearly see a point of joy and an indescribable sense of ease......

Dominating Xiazhou, Forget the original city!

In the most hidden back mountain, suddenly the door of the cave opened.

Between heaven and earth, a strong wind blew.

The heavens and the earth seemed to be a little darker, the clouds were gloomy, and there were patches of heavy snow falling from the sky, dyeing the earth white, and in the cave, a white-haired and red-faced woman, holding a jade in her arms, slowly walked out.

"Oh my God, Dao...... Daozun is out of the customs......"

"Meet the ...... Dao Venerable"

Countless disciples up and down the city of Forgotten Origin fell to their knees in surprise when they saw that heavy snow appearing.

Because this Immortal Venerable is out of the customs, it is a major event that is enough to alarm Tian Yuan.

One of the ten immortals, the lord of the city of Forgotten Yuan, it is said that she had been in retreat in the snow field for nearly a thousand years, and then appeared at the most critical time in the battle between the world and the demon land, and the first time she appeared, she slashed the three most famous demon puppets at that time with a sword, and later in the war with the Protoss, frozen for 30,000 miles, and forced back a large army of the Protoss to sneak attack on the state, and became famous.

Judging from the history of these three thousand years, the most mysterious woman in the Ten Immortal Dao Statues, the least number of shots, she even showed that she was not very keen to participate in all kinds of wars, since the return of the snowfield, she changed the name of Tianlai City in Baxiazhou to Forget the Yuan City, most of the time, only in the retreat in the Forgotten City, only at the most critical time, will make a move, as if in desperation, forced to do it.

Even, she didn't make a move on such a major event as destroying the Demon Land, and no one dared to ask her to do it......

But now, two lines of words appeared in the sky, and she suddenly came out of the gate!

"Hey, this old boy is really alive......"

Leizhou, in the north of Tianyuan, is within the Song family of the Immortal Dao.

On the soft shop, there is an old man in fresh clothes, this person looks like he is not small, the bags under his eyes are hanging down, and there are few hairs on his head, but he still gives people a feeling of pride, young and pretty, surrounded by countless beautiful concubines, rubbing their shoulders with hammer legs, holding a wine jar in their hands, and pouring a big sip of wine triumphantly from time to time.

Song Longzhu, the old monster of the yellow sand, is now also famous in Tianyuan.

Born from a humble background, he was born in a loose cultivation, but with his skills, he created today's great family.

Speaking of this person, there are also a lot of interesting facts, it is said that someone shouted out the name of the Ten Immortal Dao, this Song ancestor jumped up and down, and even did not hesitate to bribe, just wanted to occupy a name in the Ten Immortal Dao, but the result was still unsuccessful.

Since then, this Song ancestor has been hit hard, and once said that he would never care about the world anymore.

It seems that it is precisely because of this oath that during the Demon Land War, the Song family directly stood by and watched.

But now, seeing those eight words, the ancestor of the Song family suddenly jumped up with joy and laughed on his back.

"Haha, didn't wait in vain!"

Above the blue waves of the East China Sea, the thin old man who didn't have a few teeth left slapped the shoulder of the Great Freedom Heavenly Demon Venerable.

In the bottom of the South China Sea, an old turtle that has been sleeping for an unknown number of years, when these eight words appeared, slowly opened his eyes, gently exhaled, and on the South China Sea, it set off a huge wave, and its self-muttering sounded leisurely, swinging on the bottom of the sea.

"Finally, is it time to turn over?"