Collect the world, the world is righteous!

Vientiane at a glance!

Between the slight fluctuation of the light of the small mirror, hundreds of millions of stars flashed, Yang Nan pointed to the mirror, and said indifferently: "That is, it shows the whereabouts of the mountain." ”

Billions of starlight disappeared immediately, and a little light was magnified in an instant, and all kinds of scenes came into everyone's eyes......

Corpses are piling up and bones are everywhere!

The heavens and the earth are broken, the sun and the moon are dim!

At this time, the human world was gloomy and bleak, as if purgatory, the whole three continents, the boundless earth was shattered into many small pieces, and many small pieces of land were divided into countless dotted islands, and countless small islands were floating and sinking in the vast sea, some of them were standing, and some were slowly submerged into the water.

Screams, wailing, mountains of corpses, sea of blood, horrific and terrifying scenes suddenly appeared in the mirror, hundreds of millions of sentient beings howled in grief, died and died, which made people feel sad to see and sad to hear.

Countless broken continent forests were shattered, mountain peaks were upside down, plains were turned into nothing, deserts became smoke and dust, and billowing gunpowder smoke was swept into the boundless barren sea, and a Taoist priest in a colorful Taoist robe looked up to the sky and smiled sadly: "Hahahaha! Hu Sheng, Guangyuan, I can't imagine that you and other dignified immortal ancestors will also have a day when they will run away from the wilderness! These three Puritans, if they don't stand!"

In the blue sea under the feet of the Taoist priest in the color robe, countless corpses are floating and sinking, and the blue sea water has already been dyed red, in the four sides of the world in his body, countless disciples of the two sects are catching and fighting, and the immortal treasure and fairy sword are rising and falling, and the magic of flying into the sea is changing, and it is obvious that the battle is not over!

The wailing of all beings and the struggle between the disciples of the two sects outlined a short-lived symbol of this catastrophe of heaven and man.

Far away in the sky, two small black dots flashed, and suddenly disappeared without a trace......

Under the battle of the Northern Wasteland, the people of Tongtian Dao were angry and sacrificed their lives, not only ruthlessly carrying four swords to raze the Barren Sea Islands to the ground, but also killing half of the 100,000 disciples of the Three Qings!

The blood of the disciples of the Three Qing Dynasty stained the sea with a golden yellow, the corpse of the magic weapon paved the sea, and the power of the ancient immortals is indeed worthy of the unparalleled supreme killing array from ancient times to the present!

It was difficult to punish the immortals, and suddenly the two immortals of Hu Sheng and Guangyuan were terrified, and during the war, they fled without a fight, abandoning the remaining 50,000 Sanqing disciples!

These 50,000 Sanqing disciples have become birds in cages and turtles in urns, unable to fly away or escape, they can only trap beasts and fight and hang down to die!

Tongtian Taoist stood on the blue sea, the murderous machine in his eyes was unstoppable, faint, above his head, there was a majestic four-color nine-rank lotus platform, the four beasts on the lotus platform spewed hundreds of millions of sword light, but within a thousand zhang, there were three Qing seal reporters on the robe, all of them were strangled by the light of the four swords, but in the blink of an eye, dozens of Sanqing disciples died in response!

The terrifying sword light is like a net from heaven to earth, and the disciples of the sect are not harmed, but the disciples of the Three Qing Dynasty do not care about the saints, true immortals, and heavenly immortals, and they are all given to die one by one, and nothing is lost!

"Master, the red sperm led the army to retreat to the Yuxu Palace, Hu Sheng and Guangyuan must have returned to Sanqing Mountain, which side should we chase?"

One of the twelve sons of Xuantian under the seat of the Tongtian Daoist, Tianxian Yun Zezhen held the wind and fire double card, and his body was drenched in gold and blood, standing in the clouds and looking at the Tongtian Daoist and shouting urgently.

"Chasing ...... What to chase?"

The arrogance on the face of the Tongtian Dao people was exhausted, and the Jiupin Lotus Platform flew thousands of feet, and the majesty was even more terrifying, but he showed a strong gloomy color, and sighed in a low voice: "I was entrusted by the Taishang Sect Master to defeat the immortals of the Sect of Interpretation, and now I ...... I have folded more than 1 million disciples of the Interception Sect, how can I go back to see the master? What face will I be the leader of the Interception Sect again?"

Tongtian Taoist people have been domineering and resolute all their lives, and they have a thirst for killing by nature, since they took over the head of the sect, they have never been so defeated, he is the most protective and partial to the disciples of this sect, and now he has folded so many disciples, and seeing all kinds of miserable phenomena of demon beings, his heart suddenly felt sad, and the Sanqing disciples who have lost their fighting spirit and died in front of him can hardly make him happy.

The death of more than 1.5 million sect disciples, how can he have the face to meet the Taishang Tongtian Sect Master?

'Presumably, the disappointment, pain, and anger in the hearts of the master who is looking at the heavenly realm from afar must be beyond ......

Tongtian Daoist smiled bitterly, this crime is so big that it is really unforgivable, and the sect has lost three points of vitality since then, and he, the sect leader, is really to blame!

"Master...... If the patriarch hears about it, he will not be surprised, the patriarch has the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, and the wisdom is boundless, and today we are sacrificing our lives to fight, so that the light of the two sects is exhausted, and the patriarch will be able to investigate with discernment.

Yun Zezhen heard that the people of the Heavenly Dao had the intention of beheading themselves to thank the world, and they couldn't help but be shocked and discolored!

If the people of Tongtian Dao behead themselves to thank the world, and the twelve sons of Xuantian will not escape their crimes, rather than this, it is better to fight to the death and uproot the teachings of the human world and the foundation of the Three Clears......

Nowadays, there are many casualties among the disciples of the sect, but how can there be fewer expounding the teachings? Even the 100,000 disciples of the Three Qing Dynasty under the command of Hu Sheng and Guangyuan, two old thieves, are also in a catastrophe!

Three continents, countless dojos, thousands of years of conquest, how many sect disciples go forward one after another, sacrifice their lives and forget death, only to win the world and overwhelm the two sects, at this moment, if the Tongtian Taoist who is the sect leader leads to hatred and self-destruction, it is really a great hatred in the world!

With the wisdom of the ancestors, the ether will never do such an unwise thing!

Yun Zezhen persuaded hard, and the face of the Tongtian Daoist turned cold, and he nodded and smiled sharply: "Okay, which wins and who loses, and who is right and wrong, will be left to the Taishang Sect Master to deal with in person in the future, but even if I Tongtian is incarnated in the future and suffers from all the calamities, I must first smash the Jade Void Palace and Sanqing Mountain in the human world!"

The sin of destroying more than a million disciples of this sect is really an unforgivable sin!

Tongtian Dao people know that their sins are serious, since the establishment of the sect, how can there have been such a tragic victory?

He, the sect leader, is difficult to protect himself, but when he thinks of the Three Qing Sect who took advantage of the fire to rob, caused the Taishang sect leader's henchmen to die with hatred, and the same junior sister was seriously injured and dying, more than one million disciples were killed and injured, and the world became a furnace purgatory, and this sky-high hatred far outweighed the meaning of depression!

If he doesn't uproot the exposition of the Teachings and the Three Puritans, and kill them all over the place, even if he dies, he will never turn a blind eye!

Yun Zezhen was overjoyed, and said respectfully: "I will swear to follow the master to the death, break the Yuxu Palace, and set foot on Sanqing Mountain!"

The voice spread far away, and the remaining hundreds of thousands of sect interception disciples who surrounded and suppressed the Three Halal Immortals roared in unison: "Break the Jade Void Palace, step on the Sanqing Mountain, I hate this hatred and hatred !! snow."

The main array of great immortals fled without a fight, no matter how high the mana of the Sanqing disciples was, no matter how strong the magic weapon was, they couldn't resist the attack of the mountains and the majesty of the sea!

Tens of thousands of Sanqing disciples were drowned in the monstrous anger of the sect interception disciples, but in just half a day, they were killed and injured!

The end of the war in the barren sea, the sons of the Tongtian Dao people counted the number of people, searched the Quartet, lest they flee to a Sanqing cultist, between the fairy eyes, the heavens and the earth, there is no omission, under the demon mirror, the immortal demons are difficult to hide, this side of the search until three days and three nights have passed, and then it will stop.

The deacon's disciples will count the calculations and report them all forward:

The First Battle of the Wild Sea was the last battle overseas, and the Demon Clan monks had lost more than 5 million in total! The Demon Clan people were hundreds of millions!

More than 2 million monks at all levels were killed and wounded, more than 1.5 million were intercepted, and only 100,000 were killed......

The battle of the barren sea, is the final chapter of the thousand-year-old war between man and demon, the figure of the demon emperor Moro soon appeared in front of the Tongtian Dao people, the current demon emperor, his face is withered, the shape is gloomy, and a depressed aura surrounds his body, he looked at the Tongtian Daoist and bowed for a long time, and said in his mouth: "Thank you senior brother for your help, I don't know if Senior Sister Yuanqing can be healthy?"

The three lands were shattered, and the remaining millions of monks used their magic weapons to help their people flee to overseas countries and continents to settle down, but there was a miserable howl, like thunder in the sky, for a long time.

This battle was a tragic victory, a short-term peace at the cost of the half-annihilation of the demon race, and at the cost of both defeats, seeing the bones of hundreds of millions of people in his clan like mountains and seas, and the remaining disciples resentful and landless, how could Moro be happy?

Tongtian Daoist looked at this demon emperor who was handsome and extraordinary in the past and lost his ambition today, and couldn't help but sigh and said: "Senior brother, don't worry, Senior Sister Yuanqing has wasted her arms and injured the Yuan Shen, but it can be raised in a hundred years, but you and I have a heavy responsibility on our shoulders, how can we be so frustrated?"

The exposition of the religion has temporarily retreated, but the appearance of the three puritans indicates that the two religions have merged together, and the interception of the religion is delayed, and this thousand-year campaign has not yet come to an end, who will win and who will lose, who will rise and fall, there is no certainty!

Even though the two of them were hurt in their hearts at this time, how could they be self-defeating at the moment of the great enemy?

Tongtian Dao people and Moro can be said to be the same fallen people at the end of the world, one has ruined millions of children of the demon race, lost hundreds of millions of ordinary people, and the other has created unprecedented casualties in the sect, and even his own junior sister can't protect it......

Mo Luo looked at the barren sea, the land that was divided and slowly sinking, the tragic scene of countless Mo tribes, Shura, immortals, and mortal cultivators, the sadness in his heart was irrepressible, he had tears in his eyes, and said with a sad expression: "Senior brother, for hundreds of millions of years, countless generations of demon emperors, only I Mo Luo hurt the innocent people of my own clan, and ruined the foundation of the demon race, and now the water of the sea is buried hundreds of millions of people, what face do I have to see the emperors of the past dynasties?"

Tens of millions of demon cultivators, only more than 5 million left, the monks are just back, the three continents collapsed, the dream of a homeland has come to naught, since the destruction of the demon world, the people of the demon race have been killed and injured, how can they be counted in hundreds of millions?

The demon clan is no longer a big clan in the first realm, but has become a small clan with the same status as the five types of demon clans in Jiuzhou!

Hundreds of millions of people, killed in a battle, millions of disciples, died, if it is said that the sect only hurts three points of vitality, then the demon clan is seven points, and now the human world is boiling like boiling water, but they don't even have a home......

Even with the ruthlessness of Moro, looking at the three continents that disappeared and the corpses of countless people, he couldn't help but feel sad and uncontrollable.

Tongtian Daoist lowered his eyes and sneered: "The exposition of the sect to do this evil thing has been undesirable in the world, and the death of hundreds of millions of civilians will be borne by the disciples of the exposition sect.