Just being watched, everything is collapsing, and the Dao Dao Bridge guarded by the Heavenly Sect is collapsing little by little.

First, those rays of light were suppressed, and under the gaze of the eyes, they turned into substantial dust and fell into the darkness, becoming the nourishment of the darkness. When the light was suppressed to the point that it could almost only circulate on the surface of the Daodao Bridge, the Daodao Bridge also began to crumble, and little by little it dissipated into dust.

Chong Xiao Shangzun's eyes were solemn, and he raised his hand to point to the place where the eyes in the darkness were far away, and there were endless thunderbolts blooming from the void, like blooming stamens, and like swimming snakes circling and circulating, colliding with the invisible existence, the thunder replaced the Daodao Bridge and collided with the invisible existence, and was transformed into dust and fell into the darkness.

"Qing Ming Yin!"

Chong Xiao Shangzun drank lowly, and the thunder bloomed in his eyes, spreading in all directions, like a world of thunder to unfold.

That realm is thunderous, encompassing everything it touches, allowing it to exist and destroying it with thunder if it is not allowed.

So, the darkness was cleared, and the light of the thunder replaced the light of the Dao Bridge.

But just three feet away from the Wendao Bridge, it was unable to expand in all directions, as if it had reached the limit of what it could bear.

Wu Yu saw that Chong Xiao Shangzun's face was a little paler, and the tiredness was a little worse, and he knew in his heart that Chong Xiao Shangzun might not last long.

They were able to survive safely in the Dead Realm, only because of the existence of the Ask Dao Bridge, and now some kind of existence in the darkness seems to be about to destroy the Dao Dao Bridge. If they lose the protection of the Dao Bridge when the Dead Realm is changing drastically, how long will they be able to hold on?

The only thing we can do now is to hope that outside support will come sooner, at least before the Wendao Bridge collapses.

"What should we do? ”

Luo Xiaotian said.

The big bald head glanced at Luo Xiaotian and did not speak.

"Even if it's useless, at least don't wait for death. ”

Luo Xiaotian felt that it was not good to decide the speed of handing over his life to outside support - especially since he was just a Sky Pilot, if it was said that the Dao Bridge collapsed, he would definitely be the first to die.

The great monk shook his head: "In front of the existence that the Dao Bridge can't resist, you can't do anything." ”

"The eight Dao Dao Bridges combined with the power of the Primordial Law Formation Pattern barely suppressed the transformation of this realm, and now it has reached the limit, and the Asking Dao Bridge and the Primordial Law Formation Pattern can't suppress the change of this realm, no matter what they do, they are powerless to stop it. Maybe it was because he could see that Luo Xiaotian was in a hurry, and there were more words about the big bald head.

There is no way for the big bald head, in the face of the power of the collapse of the death realm, if he wants to protect himself, he will exhaust all his strength, and he will not be able to split his hands to help Luo Xiaotian. Once the Dao Dao Bridge collapses, Luo Xiaotian will definitely die, and they, the guardians of the transcendent realm, will last for a while at most, and they will not be able to survive the moment when the outside support arrives.

Now depending on the situation, the outside support has not come for a long time, and it is estimated that it will be difficult to hold out until that moment.

Maybe they're all going to die here.

He didn't fear death, just some regrets.

“... Either way, give it a try. Luo Xiaotian's eyes were firm.

If he has the cultivation of refining the state of mind and wanders in the heavens and ten thousand worlds, where can he worry about the affairs of the Purple Heaven Fu Sect. If he has the cultivation of the transcendent realm, he can rely on his own strength to resist the power of the collapse of the dead realm and wait for the arrival of rescue. If he has the cultivation to enter the holy realm, no one in the world can force him to do anything. If he has the cultivation of the Dao realm, the heavens and all the worlds will have nowhere to go.

At the end of the day, it's still too weak.

No matter what you do, strength is the number one priority. No matter what Luo Xiaotian wants to do, his strength is far from enough now.

He closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then sat down cross-legged, desperately absorbing what little spiritual power he had left.

Although he had just stepped into the Sky Realm, and his current strength had directly rushed to the level of the middle stage of the Sky Control Realm due to his previous accumulation, his true strength was not only that. When he was in the Condensing Realm, the ordinary Sky Control Realm was no longer his opponent, and now that he was bursting out with all his strength, the ordinary Mind Refining Realm cultivator was no match for him. But that's not enough, he can be stronger.

After all these years of accumulation, although his cultivation has been stuck at the peak of concentrating on the spirit, correspondingly, his foundation is very solid.

Therefore, he chose to break through to the peak of the Sky Control Realm.

There will be no qualitative change in the breakthrough of the small realm, but now for Luo Xiaotian, a little more strength will give him more hope to live.

The big bald head looked at Luo Xiaotian silently, he could see that Luo Xiaotian was trying to break through, but it was useless. Is there any difference between the peak of the Sky Realm and the middle stage of the Sky Realm in the face of the collapse of the Dead Realm?

The big bald head took out a stone, which was transparent and glowing with purple light.

This is condensed from the Purple Yuan Spirit Stone, which can exude the purest spiritual power. As soon as he took it out, within the scope of this Dao Dao Bridge, the spiritual power instantly rose a few points.

With a slight pinch, the big bald head pinched this extremely rare stone into dense cracks, and more spiritual power emanated from it. For a while, the spiritual power here was even richer than some of the treasures on the Hongyu Continent.

He didn't think Luo Xiaotian's behavior was of any use, but it didn't prevent him from helping Luo Xiaotian.

Even in a desperate situation, people who still don't give up, the big bald head is willing to take a hand.

In the darkness, there was a bigger opening under that eye, as black as ink, as if it was about to devour everything, it was a mouth, and the dark crack of time and space was its sharp teeth, which could tear everything apart.

The huge mouth opened wider and wider, and with a single breath, it actually attracted the Styx, and if it were not for the thunder suppressing it, the entire Styx would have been sucked away.

Chong Xiao Shangzun took a deep breath and shouted, "Thunder!"

When the words fell, everything was thunder, as if everything in the world was wrapped in thunder, and endless thunder was connected to each other on the River Styx, as if a trace of the most violent thunder was drawn from each thunder, creating a more ferocious thunder.

In the midst of the thunder, a large seal condensed from pure and violent thunder appeared.

The big seal is engraved with two characters condensed by Dao patterns - Jiuxiao.

So all the thunders surrendered, as if they were emperors who had met them.

The Nine Heavens Thunder Seal was grabbed by Chong Xiao Shangzun, and endless thunder emerged from his body, waving his hand towards the giant mouth in the darkness. At an unknown distance, where the great mouth in the darkness was, a thunderbolt arose and destroyed everything.

The huge mouth in the darkness was directly bombarded under the thunder and could not continue to exist, and the dark spatial crack was directly closed by the bombardment.

In the darkness of the endless distance, the sound of fury rang out, and the world shook.

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