The surroundings became empty again, and there was no half of a figure in sight, and after a long time, a ripple flashed in the space, and a figure reappeared, this person was none other than the guardian of the Ten Thousand Laws Alliance who had escaped with a stand-in technique - the old man on the chessboard. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This person didn't know why he came back here, his face was quite ugly, and the moment he appeared, he made a defensive posture, worried about being attacked by the Yama Holy Monarch.

But the next moment, after waiting for him to see the surrounding scene clearly, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and muttered in his mouth: "Are they defeated so quickly!"

"You still dare to come back!" A question came from a distance, which made the old man on the chessboard startled, but when he turned around, he found that it was a powerful monk from the Southern Regions coming from the sky, with a little anger on his face.

"It's great that there are still people alive!" But as soon as his words fell, there was a whistling sound behind him, and two more people came hand in hand from the void, the boy and the guardian of the Ten Thousand Beasts Gate.

"You're alive too!" he said in surprise and delight.

"Looks like you're disappointed that we're alive. There was a yin and yang strange voice behind him, this was clearly the voice of the white-headed immortal, with the arrival of the white-headed immortal, it was seen that many powerful monks flew back one after another, and after a while, they gathered the previous number, one no more and one less.

With the methods of these powerful monks, although Fang Cai was not here, he also noticed the black heavenly thunder that suddenly appeared at the end and the Yama Holy Monarch who escaped with serious injuries, and his heart was naturally surprised, so he turned around and flew back, but after they saw the old man on the chessboard who only cared about himself and fled before, their faces became a little ugly.

The old man on the chessboard naturally understood, frowned, and finally suppressed the embarrassment in his heart, and coughed lightly: "Looking at your appearance, that Yama Holy Monarch must have already bowed down, this is really the luck of my generation of monks, don't you say, senior brother?"

This senior brother is called the boy, in order to let the boy relieve him, after all, they were both born in the Donglai world, and the relationship between the two is really good, so he asked the boy for help at this time.

Seeing this, the boy couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart, shook his head and said: "Fellow Daoists, let's not care about the others first, today the Immortal Dao is extremely lucky to kill the ghost of the Yama Holy Monarch, and the others are not so important at this time." ”

After he said this, everyone gradually withdrew their angry gaze at the old man on the chessboard, but they shifted their interest to the immortal path.

"Fellow Daoist, it seems that you knew about the Immortal Dao before, but you are so bitter that you are hiding it from us!"

"Fellow Daoist, what exactly is that Immortal Dao, and why is it here?"

"I see, eighty percent of this thing was deliberately left here by the immortal realm, and it has a great connection with the ascension, fellow Daoist, you said that if we find the immortal path, will we be able to ascend directly?"

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Seeing that the topic they discussed gradually deviated, he couldn't help but sigh secretly, and glanced at the two of them and said: "Fellow Daoists, I know that you have a lot of doubts, but I can tell you very clearly that this matter is the secret of the world we live in, and it is by no means as simple as everyone thinks, if you still have any doubts about the Taoist friends who come to the world, you can always look for me in the Shuntian Sect, and I will give you an explanation!"

"As for the fellow Daoists of the Southern Regions, you can come to me. The white-headed immortal Weng took over and said, "I also know a little about this matter, and I promise not to disappoint the people who came to find me!"

Hearing the two of them say this, everyone is not good to say more, and they are silent, this time the battle can not be said to be not tragic, the others do not say, just these powerful monks who stand at the top of the cultivation realm have suffered heavy casualties, I am afraid that they will not be able to recover for a while.

Therefore, everyone had no interest in continuing to stay, and stepped out from the spatial crack that was healing.

The scene outside is even more tragic, although with the departure of the Yama Holy Monarch, all the ghost clans have disappeared, but the battlefield that has calmed down is still a scene full of corpses, a radius of thousands of miles, whether it is in the sea or in mid-air, it has turned into a strange blood red, and the dead air fills this sea area, and the breath in the air is enough to suffocate any mortal who has not cultivated to death in an instant, an army of millions of monks, and now it is only a third of it!

This is a huge disaster for the two continents, after this battle, I am afraid that without ten thousand years, the two continents will never return to their previous glory.

And those low-level disciples Although they couldn't see the ghost clan at this time, they still maintained a fighting posture, this war that spanned more than ten days had already made the nerves of all the surviving monks tense, even if there was no enemy in front of them, they didn't dare to relax a little.

"Warriors from the Southern Regions and the Eastern World, heroes, warriors who have paid with their lives for this war!" the white-headed immortal who stepped out of the spatial rift shouted to all the monks on the battlefield with a heavy face, "Today, at this moment! I announce to you the good news that the murderous ghost, the scourge that has brought us countless disasters, the Yama Holy Monarch, has just bowed down! This battle is over, and we are victorious!"

The entire battlefield fell into a deathly silence at this moment, and everyone couldn't believe what they were hearing, so they could only let out heavy breath and look around, trying to see if they were hallucinating.

It wasn't until a few breaths had passed that the crowd erupted in earth-shattering cheers, but all the monks who were still alive were indulging their depression and pain in the battle at this moment, venting the pain in their hearts to their heart's content, and at the same time cheering for themselves to survive here!

At this moment, whether it is the combined Yuanying or the Jiedan Zhuji, they have lost their former reserve, put down all the "masters" and hugged each other.

Seeing this, the white-headed immortal Weng also nodded with satisfaction, looking at the cheers of everyone and did not speak, this time was a celebration time for everyone, even those souls that had died and scattered faintly emitted some imperceptible vibrations.

It wasn't until a long time later that the cheers gradually stopped, replaced by a sad aura, after all, next to him were the corpses of his comrades who had fought side by side with him before, many of whom were brothers in the same sect who were closely related to him, how could they keep their minds still.

"All the monks who died in battle, they are all heroes of our human race, they all died for this world, there may not be too many powerful monks among these people, most of them are disciples of various sects, but we will not forget them, because it is their death that has brought our life and the survival of this world!" )