At this moment, Tian Yuan suddenly became gloomy.

Looking from a distance, I saw that above the battlefield, there was an infinite dark demonic breath surging, like a deep night, and like a giant beast entrenched in the sky, looking down on the world, which contained the roar of countless dark demonic breaths, mixed with the terrified and angry roars of the three Supreme God Emperors, they felt that terrible, desperately struggling, roaring, tumbling and rolling dark demonic breath roared in all directions, surging to the nine heavens, and then extremely heavy, suppressing towards the earth below.

That kind of momentum can't be described in words.

Looking at such a terrifying might, everyone can only have one feeling in their hearts!

Despair!

Because that kind of power is almost beyond human imagination, it seems that non-human beings can resist it.

But just when that dark cloud was fiercely suppressed towards the earth, suddenly, from the earth, there were several dazzling to the extreme, and the meteor also seemed to go against the sky, and took the initiative to meet the endless dark clouds of demonic power, compared with the power of the dark clouds, their brilliance seemed to be a little thin, but it contained a thrilling power!

Thundered!

The brilliance crashed into the black clouds, and an earth-shattering sound rang out.

It was as if the heavens and the earth were cracking, and from that turmoil, several figures could be seen looming, their figures wandering, dazzling with divine powers, tearing apart the thick dark clouds, capturing some of the existences in the dark clouds, and exerting supreme magical powers to suppress them.

The strong and boundless air flow swept from one end of the sky to the other.

The dazzling supernatural light illuminated the land of 100,000 miles, like a scorching sun.

In this moment, everyone turned their heads and could not look directly at the light.

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Far and near, I don't know how many monks raised their heads and looked at this scene in a daze.

At the north end of this battlefield, Mr. Tianji raised his face, his eyes were blind, and only blood was oozing.

Above the South China Sea, the giant turtle trembled, and the heavens and the earth set off wave after wave.

On a certain mountain peak, the white cat seemed to remember something, and kept roaring, and its voice was sharp, like a ghost crying.

Donghuang Mountain Daozi put his hands behind his back, quietly looking at the sky, and the palms in his sleeves were shaking.

His Royal Highness Li Taiyi, the crown prince of the former Ninth Heavenly Emperor Dynasty, slowly lowered his head and did not say a word for a long time.

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After a long time, a long time, the heavens and the earth became quiet.

When I looked up again, I saw that the dark clouds that covered the Tianyuan Earth had disappeared.

In its place, it was a sunny day.

It's just that above the earth, there is a thick black fog, as if it has been swept away by some kind of force, nailed to one place.

Between heaven and earth, there is a new look, as if nothing has ever existed.

There is only a ruined mountain and river, and the traces are as new as new, recording what happened here.

In the middle of the air, Fang Yuan slowly stood up, the breeze blew, and he was dressed in a green robe, blowing the sound of hunting, it seemed that he was also a little depressed at this time, he didn't know how many scars there were on his body, his blood-soaked robe, and his hair was scattered, but after all, he was still standing on this battlefield, he watched the dark clouds disperse, the sun spilled back into the world, and watched the smoke disappear, and suddenly his eyes were a little sour.

It was a long time before he slowly walked down from the sky, through this broken battlefield.

He picked up a broken silver knife, which was also branded with the magic seal of Da Lei Tai, picked up a dust whisk that was burned and only had a handle left, picked up a red pen full of cracks, picked up a fragment on the Dan furnace, and picked up an iron ruler with only a small piece of iron left, and then continued to walk forward, slowly picking up a broken sword, a nine-dragon treasure seal, a silver spear, a dragon head crutch, and an iron hammer...... He put them away one by one and put them away carefully, for fear of pulling down one of them.

Until the end, he walked to the edge of the northern part of the battlefield here, and saw an old man with bleeding eyes, his body was already stiff, the brush in his hand was still in the air, and the scroll below, the pen and ink were as new as new, splashed red, and the matter had not yet been written.

Fang Yuan took the brush and wrote the result on the scroll for the old man:

"Ten emperors are destroyed, and twelve elders are ...... Die!"

“......”

“......”

After writing this, Fang Yuan slowly raised his head and looked towards the sky.

The blue sky is endless, and it is beyond reach.

But from the endless heaven, Fang Yuan seemed to be able to feel some unknown existence, looking at the world.

And then swept in all directions, I don't know how many Demon Breath Lakes were boiling.

There are countless dark puppets who have returned from reincarnation, trying to cause trouble.

External worries and internal troubles, the world is sandwiched in the middle, and it is as fragile as glass.

But inexplicably, Fang Yuan had a thought in his heart while looking at this endless thing.

This thought made him feel so natural!

"The world will never die!"

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“......”

There are some undercurrents and tides surging in my heart, rolling and undulating.

He crossed this battlefield straight and walked towards the east, not taking off to drive the clouds, but walking by his feet like this, the laws of heaven and earth, all converge around him, thousands of miles of land, but just one step, the surrounding scenery, like a glimpse of light, like a real illusion, with some unreal, and he is in the gap between heaven and earth, only a green robe, the color is the same as before!

In the end, he walked to a high mountain, which is a strange mountain on the border of Zhongzhou, the mountainside is covered with mist, the birds and birds in the forest are flying, and the sunset in the west has sunk, which is about to fall below the horizon, and this piece of heaven and earth is dyed slightly red.

A white cat, burrowed out of the stinger, jumped on his shoulder.

Fang Yuan's body did not move, Ren Shanfeng lifted his robe, just quietly looked at the world, and waited patiently.

Not long after, a person from the east came, wearing a white robe and a purple crown, and when he walked over, the heavens and the earth seemed to be centered on him, constantly changing the center of gravity, and even the weeds on the side of the road were lowered by the wind when he approached, as if he was saluting.

Donghuang Mountain Daozi sensed his qi and came to meet him as promised.

However, it was not Donghuang Mountain Daozi who came, there was a man in a black robe in the south, handsome and elegant, but at this time, there was a demonic aura wrapped around his body, as if he was a ghost in the netherworld, he appeared at the foot of the mountain very strangely, and then his figure disappeared, and when he appeared again, he appeared on the top of this mountain very strangely, looking at Fang Yuan.

As soon as Fang Yuan's qi machine moved, it attracted not only the Eastern Emperor Mountain Daozi, but also His Royal Highness the former Nine Heavenly Prince.

After that, there was a sword qi roaring in the north, and the seven dazzling sword lights seemed to come through the void, standing steeply on the top of the mountain, and the faint dragon groan sounded, revealing seven qi machines like swords, and the sharp figure was the seven sons of the sword washing pool.

After that, the west was mighty, and there were four people who came on heavenly horses, and they were four disciples under the knees of the lord of the Eight Desolations.

Then, a group of Tianjiao in Zhongzhou also arrived.

The three elders of Forgetful Island rushed over.

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Fang Yuan waited on this mountain all night, and on this mountain, many people had gathered, some stood on the top of the mountain, and some gathered on the mountainside, all of them did not say a word, just waited quietly, and no one broke the silence at this time.

Seeing that the belly of the oriental fish was white, Fang Yuan finally raised his head and looked at the people around him.

"This big war has already started, Tian Yuan is afraid that there will be no more peace!"

He spoke softly, looking at the world at the same time.

In one night's effort, Tian Yuan has changed greatly, if you look down from the nine heavens, you can see that this huge Tian Yuan seems to have become a chessboard, countless magic breaths have released amazing magic breath, extremely weird, those sleeping dark puppets inside, whether they start to reincarnate or not, and no matter how much reincarnation is successful, at this time they can no longer hold back, crazy pounced on the world.

And the arrangements made by the Immortal Alliance before have also begun to operate.

Long before Fang Yuan and the others rushed to Youzhou to fight against the Supreme Ten Emperors, the Immortal League had deduced a series of things behind, and they had also laid out their back-ups, and now that the night had passed, those back-hands had been completely urged, and the major Dao Commanders and families had no choice but to face those suddenly erupted Demon Breath Lake, and this was originally deliberately arranged by the Immortal League to avoid accidents.

It is like black and white, and if they are placed in the same place, they will strangle each other!

"It's going to come sooner or later, so it's better to come early than to come late!"

Donghuang Mountain Daozi was also looking at the world, and said lightly: "The Immortal Alliance has left all their arrangements and arrangements in my hands, the battle between the world and the Demon Breath Lake has been laid out for a long time, and there is only one way to win, just see how far we can fight!"

"There's a lot to do!"

Fang Yuan spoke in a low voice and said: "Demon Side, Kyushu, South China Sea, Demon Domain, Snow Field, every place needs someone to go to meet it, all Taoist systems, families, sects, people's hearts are scattered, they need someone to lead, the immortal army needs to be dispatched, someone needs to be commanded, and the resources of all parties also need to be mobilized...... What's more, if there are any more people in this world who have escaped from the world, they must be killed one by one!"

Saying that, his voice was slightly cold, and there was a hidden killing intent, and after a pause, he hid this killing intent, took out a scroll, and said: "This is the weak point of the puppet that we deduced in this battle, which can be slightly targeted, in addition, Tianyuan must have a new Mahayana monk, and someone must plan in advance, in the process of fighting with the Demon Breath Lake, let more monks grow up, and in such a troubled world, preserve their strength and make sufficient preparations, so as not to be tied up when the catastrophe comes in ten years!"

Everything was thought out by him in advance, so he said it very clearly.

It's just that no matter how hard he tries to think about it, he always feels that there are a lot of omissions, because there are too many things to do.

"Think about what you can do!"

Fang Yuan didn't continue to speak, but slowly raised his head and said, "After all, there is no one above us!"

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