Chapter Seventy-Eight: Dreams?

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"Oh no! ...... now," someone suddenly shouted.

Tens of thousands of immortals, Buddhas, and gods retreated like a tide when they heard this.

But even if they could all fly in the sky and have the ability to cross the sky in every way, they couldn't compare to the speed of the Black Bell's shockwave.

Wherever the bell rang, the blood stained, all the blood flowed, and the corpses fell!

One by one, the gods, Buddhas, and immortals who had been amazed for countless years in the heavens and the earth were turned into mud under the vibration of the bells! One by one, the supreme power that was extremely revered was destroyed in the invasion of blood!

Above the Nine Heavens of Heaven and Earth, before the Demon Court that had ruled over the flood and famine for countless years, blood stained the Milky Way red!

The heavens and the earth will be overthrown! The universe will collapse!

"Taijitu!"

"Pangu Flag!"

"Sword Formation!"

“............”

.................. A shout came out in the rain of flesh and blood.

Stripes of brilliance appear under the sound of bells and blood!

But in the entire heaven and earth, only a few places of brilliance resisted the attack and did not dissipate. More of them are like a flash in the pan, and they disappear into nothingness.

"Why are you doing this? The destiny of heaven has been decided! What can you change? It's just just to increase casualties! It doesn't mean anything to you or to the demon clan!"

The bell rang out, the blood dissipated, and an old voice came from the light.

The purple-armored man turned his head to look, only to see the brilliance dissipating, and an old man pacing over, followed by two people, both holding magic weapons, with hatred on their faces.

The man looked at the three people in front of him, his pale face showed a trace of unwillingness, then he looked up at the black bell that was already full of cracks, and then at the treasure armor full of holes, and smiled bitterly, "A saint is a saint!

The old man at the head gently rolled up a long golden picture in his hand and said in a mournful voice: "Eastern Emperor! Why are you so persistent? Everything is the will of heaven! Accept it! Don't let the momentary anger make thousands of years of cultivation go down the drain!"

The man's deep eyes swept over the old man's hands, and swept over everyone one by one, "The matter has come to this, why is the Taishang so coy?"

Then the sword eyebrows stood up, and said loudly: "How can the demise of hundreds of millions of lives of my clan be prevaricated by the will of heaven? How can the fall of my brother and sister-in-law be shirked by the will of heaven? If you want my demon clan to give up the heavenly court, you can! If you want me to give up the position of the Eastern Emperor, you can do it! Even if you want my brother to step down from the throne, it is not impossible for Zen to give up to you! But you should not use this method! You should not harm my brother and sister-in-law! You should not kill my nephew! You should not hurt the lives of the people of the demon clan, let alone destroy the blood of my demon clan!"

Stretching out his right hand, he stroked the black bell that had accompanied him all his life, and then said: "All things are born equal! My demon clan has ruled the heavenly court for countless years, and although I dare not say that I am unselfish, I dare to say that I have never hurt people! Let me ask us, have we ever bullied other clans from above? Have we ever acted recklessly in disobeying the laws of heaven and geography?"

His gaze swept to everyone again, and then he said: "Your wish! Whether it is arranged by Providence, I don't know! I am not a saint, and I still have mortal hearts! I have no ability to speculate on the meaning of Heaven! But the demon clan should not be destroyed like this! Billions of lives should not die like this!"

"Hmph! What shouldn't we? We are all saints, coexisting with heaven and earth, and immortal for eternity! What qualifications do you have as a quasi-saint to bargain? Not to mention that the fact has now been made! The demon clan has been wiped out, what waves can you make as a lonely person?"

"That's right! If it weren't for the fact that we had listened to the lecture together in Zixiao Palace, we would also be senior brothers, how would you have survived until now?

Behind Taishang, two Taoist priests in dark blue robes glared angrily.

Under the saints, they are all ants!

The young man in purple armor, who was known as the Eastern Emperor, knew this truth and understood that what the two of them said was true, but so what? How could he, who had already reported his mortal heart, be afraid of them?

My brother and sister-in-law are gone! The clan is dead, what is there to remember when he lives alone in this world?

Then he glanced at the two behind Taishang with contempt, and said in a deep voice: "Saints, saints, are just people!"

"Hmph!" the two snorted, but did not speak.

"You'll know what to fear and what to regret!" the young man whispered, then closed his eyes and lit the black clock in his hand.

The black bell hummed softly and turned into a beam of black light that penetrated into the center of his eyebrows, and the bloody mole at the center of his eyebrows turned black.

After that, he pinched the technique in his hand and shouted loudly: "Eternal circulation! Reincarnation in the next life, with blood as the guide, reincarnation destroys the ......."

The sound of the incantation filled the sky, and billions of stars turned upside down, and the whole world trembled.

"It's not good! Kill him!" Taishang saw this, a look of horror appeared on his calm face, and the two long eyebrows that had not been raised for a long time trembled, and the Taiji diagram that had just been put away could be unfolded and covered the young man.

The two behind him did not hesitate, Pangu Banner and Zhuxian Sword attacked one after another.

In the face of the joint attack of the three saints, the young man's closed eyes slowly opened, but he did not take any action to fight, but chuckled, "It's late!"

The two words floated out, and the entire world seemed to suddenly freeze, and even the three treasures that rushed to it slowed down.

With just one breath, the three supreme innate treasures broke through the limit and attacked again.

But the young man standing there turned into a cloud of smoke with a "bang", and was blown by the bone-scraping wind and dissipated without a trace!

"It's gone, the secret art of the demon clan is indeed unique!" said one of the Taoist priests.

"He is not an opponent now, and it will still be difficult for him to do anything in the future!" another Taoist priest pouted.

"Let's talk about the future in the future, and it is estimated that it won't make much waves! Let's discuss who will be the new Emperor of Heaven!" a trace of disgust flashed on Taishang's old cheeks.

After speaking, the three of them muttered a few words in a low voice, and then floated away into the distance.

Behind a star in the distance, two old men sat cross-legged, but instead of chanting sutras and chanting Buddhas, they stared at the three people in the distance.

"Where are they going?"

"I should be going to Zixiao Palace!"

"Oh, what are we going to do?"

"Wait and see! Maybe our chance has come!"

After speaking, he got up, turned into green lotus, bamboo cane, and flew west!

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In the world of immortals, a high mountain, a Taoist temple, and a Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest sat cross-legged on the futon, gently closed the book in his hand, his face showed a tired look, but the corners of his mouth rose slightly, looking at the blue sky outside the gate, and said lightly: "............I can only help you get here!

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The cold wind was bitter, and the light snow fell, but before it hit the ground, it turned into rain, gently pounded the ground, and took a cold shower in the dry and dusty frozen soil.

Yang Jueyuan opened his eyes gently, looked at the dilapidated roof that was almost about to collapse in confusion, and whispered to himself: "Donghuang?

But suddenly, as if he thought of something, he suddenly sat up, and shouted with a shocked face: "Donghuang...... Taiyi?"