Master of Great Calamity Chapter 975: Invite colleagues, a battle outside the sky
“It is…Is it really?”
Over the Demon Land, after experiencing such a terrible explosion of Demon Breath, there are almost no living people in the field.
The large array has been destroyed, and the ground has almost been scraped off three layers. Between the sky and the earth, the void is unstable, like the ice on the verge of breaking, it collapses when touched, and the surrounding magic breath is bulging. Dangdang, stirred up an endless gust of wind. In this gust of wind, you can smell a strong **** aura. Those were those who were willing to give up their lives in order to stabilize the formation…
Above the void, only two figures can move.
The one on the left is the Eastern Emperor Daozhu, and the one on the right is the Supreme Evil Emperor. But in this turbulent flow, the cultivation base is as clever as they are, and he is also seriously injured, half of his body is stained with blood, and Dao’s breath is even more restless. It’s just that now, they don’t care about anything…
Four eyes, just staring at the white light in the demon breath below!
This is what Langya Pavilion has collected from the collection of Xuan Tian Zhan, Da Tian Luo Qi, the Evil Emperor Demon Sword, and the Taoist Book of Reincarnation for thirty years?
It actually became!
Although, the price may be a bit higher!
But compared to the devilish breath between the world and the destruction in 33 days, this price seems to be…
Thinking of the calm face of Pavilion Master Langya when he was dying, the Eastern Emperor Dao Master knew that he and his thoughts were the same.
The price is worth it!
In this world, only the Lord Langya who was born in the light, fell into darkness for three thousand years because of hatred, and finally stopped at the first step because of the teacher’s teachings, can understand the heart of the people most. Change it!
To some extent, maybe only he is really qualified to do this step.
Presumably, he himself had long wanted to understand this, so he regarded himself as the last sacrifice, flew into the demon breath, and with his own heart, he ignited this white light… …
This white light, or to say breath, is hope!
“Quickly…”
The Eastern Emperor Taoist suddenly became anxious and urged.
He seemed to want to swept away at the wisp of white light, shielding the light like a candle.
But before moving, he hesitated again.
Because even with his level of cultivation and knowledge, he doesn’t know how to protect the ray of white light at this time. The Lord Langya’s death is light and awe-inspiring, but you should tell us what to do later. Yeah…
“Don’t worry…”
But at this moment, the Supreme Evil Emperor suddenly moved his heart and whispered to remind him.
The Eastern Emperor Taoist also saw it at this time, and saw that after the wisp of white light appeared, he was not overwhelmed by the endless magical aura around it. On the contrary, the white light was scraped around. After the tiny whirlwind, the demon’s breath was rolled over layer by layer, rotating around it, the whirlpool gradually expanded, with the meaning of enveloping the entire demon land, and in the center of the whirlpool, around the white light, More and more magical auras are slowly transforming, turning into a part of that white light.
From a distance, it looks like a faint life, gradually growing!
Pavilion Master Langya didn’t tell them what to do later, because they didn’t need to do anything anymore.
The appearance of this white light signifies the beginning of the reversal of the magic breath…
No need to do anything, it will gradually grow on its own!
Looking at the wisp of white light that gradually grows, the Eastern Emperor Dao Master and the Supreme Evil Emperor both have some surprises on their faces.
The two people who had been fighting for a lifetime had a tacit understanding at this time.
And in the vast Tianyuan Continent, there are also many people who feel sensitive, looking at it from a distance.
The appearance of that white light made the whole Tianyuan different.
An old Xiu who has been in retreat all year round suddenly opened his eyes in amazement, realizing the changes in the world.
A young man who practiced swordsmanship diligently wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at the sword in his hand with hesitation…
On the high mountain, an ancient pine has condensed a dewdrop.
In the valley, there are grasses that uproot the branches and leaves.
There are remaining monsters, which quietly escaped into the ground.
An old Confucian who has studied hard, suddenly understood the truth!
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“Successful, the thing in the magic land really succeeded…”
“Since today, is the Great Tribulation really not scary anymore?”
More and more people understand what happened, and they are filled with surprises, and they spread books to tell.
This is indeed a good day worthy of a special book from Tianyuan.
Thirty years have passed, and the experts who have passed the Yilou have calculated the latest time of the catastrophe. There is still no sign of the catastrophe. This means that the catastrophe has no longer come to the world?
And the source of the disaster of Tianyuan, the dark demon aura in the Demon Land, has also been successfully resolved. Even the Protoss is now shrunk and behaved like a little mouse, so what are you worried about?
Three thousand years of calamity, Tianyuan’s curse, has ended…
Like the shackles on the neck, it was finally released, and it was relaxed!
The entire Tianyuan is already a sea of joy…
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But at this time, some people feel a sense of melancholy out of thin air.
Just like a female fairy in Xiazhou!
The two elders in Qingyang Sect.
A female emperor of Nine Heavens.
The head of a generation on the snowy field.
Two strange people drinking silently on the blue waves of the East China Sea…
When their first joy faded, they couldn’t help but look up.
The catastrophe won’t come, what about that person?
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In a clear and cloudless sky, there are suddenly a few more black traces, like ripples in the sky. The ripples slowly rotate and gradually turn into black vortices, extremely clear and shallow, but distinct Appeared above the sky.
Everyone who noticed this vision changed their faces and looked up.
“Is it a catastrophe?”
Someone yelled out loud, with horror all over their faces.
“No, this is not a sign of the coming of the catastrophe…”
Someone muttered to himself, looking at the sky above the sky.
The whirlpool gradually became clear, as if forming a passage. Suddenly, a ray of blue aura flew out from the passage, swaying and unfolding slowly from above the nine heavens, and two golden writings were spread over it. In the void…
“The sword guards the sky for three thousand years, don’t teach the great catastrophe to fall into the sky!”
“Now we sincerely invite all colleagues to defend the world!”
The two lines of handwriting are very simple and straightforward.
It was just such a few words, but suddenly there was an uproar in Tianyuan.
Most of the monks in the world, after seeing those words, have endless doubts in their hearts. They don’t know who wrote these eight characters, and they don’t understand the meaning. Tianyuan has no catastrophe. , What else do you have to defend against?
And what does it mean that the tribulation is outside the sky?
What makes many juniors even more puzzled is who is this person and who is his colleague?
Compared with their confusion, the older generation reacted more strongly.
The Eastern Emperor Daozhu and the Supreme Evil Emperor both changed their faces at the same time. They looked at each other, and then fixed their eyes on the sky.
Their brows frowned first, then relaxed, and even brought some joy.
They recognized the person who wrote these words.
Because the writing of that character is really not pretty!
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In the Qingyang sect, including the lord Lu Qingguan, and the four elders, they stood up in shock at the same time, their expressions were unspeakable dignity, but in this dignity, you can clearly see a bit of joy and a bit Unspeakable lightness…
Ba Xiazhou, forget the original city!
In the most hidden back mountain, the door of the cave suddenly opened.
Between heaven and earth, there was a strong wind.
The sky and the earth seemed to be a bit darker, the sorrows were bleak, and there were patches of snow falling from the sky, dyeing the earth into a vast expanse of whiteness, and in the cave, a white-haired and red-faced woman held her in her arms Holding a jade intent, he slowly walked out.
“Oh my God, Dao… Dao Zun is out…”
“Meet Dao Zun…”
Countless disciples up and down Wangyuan City kneeled in surprise when they saw the heavy snow.
Because this Immortal Venerable went out of the customs, it was an event that was enough to shock Tian Yuan.
One of the ten immortals, the city lord of Forgotten Yuan. It is said that she had been in a snowy retreat for nearly a thousand years, and then she appeared when the battle between the world and the magical land reached the most critical point. The first time she appeared, she was cut with a sword. The three most fiercely famous demon puppets at that time, later in the war with the gods, were frozen for 30,000 miles, forcibly repelling a large army of the gods from attacking Ba Xiazhou, and their fame rose.
Judging from the three thousand years of history, the most mysterious woman among the ten immortal statues has the least number of shots. She is not even keen on participating in all kinds of wars. After returning from the snowy field, she will dominate Xiazhou Tian. Laicheng was renamed as Wangyuan City. Most of the time, he was only in retreat in Wangyuan City. Only at the most critical time, he would take action. It was like being forced to do it in desperation.
Even, she did not take action on such a major event as destroying the Devil Land, and no one dared to ask her to take action…
But now, two lines of words appeared in the sky, and she suddenly stepped out!
“Hey, this old boy is still alive…”
Leizhou, in the north of Tianyuan, is in the dominating Song family of Xiandao.
Above the soft shop, there is an old man in fresh clothes. This man looks like he has a long life, his bags are hanging down, and his head is bald with few hairs, but he still feels proud Yangyang, young and cute, surrounded by countless Jiaoji concubines, hammering her legs and rubbing her shoulders, holding a wine jar in her hand, and taking a sip of wine proudly from time to time.
Song Longzhu, the old monster of Huangsha, is now a famous generation in Tianyuan.
Since Youwei, born in a casual cultivator, but with a single ability, he created the huge family of today.
Speaking of this person from ~IndoMTL.com~, there are also many interesting things. It is said that someone called out the name of Ten Immortal Dao. This old ancestor Song jumped up and down, even at the cost of bribes. Zunli took the lead, but it still failed.
Since then, this old ancestor Song has been hit hard, and once said that he will never care about the world.
It seems that it was precisely because of this oath that the Song family stood on the sidelines during the Demon Land War.
But now, seeing those eight words, the ancestor of the Song family suddenly jumped up with joy and laughed on his back.
“Haha, wait for nothing!”
Above the blue waves of the East China Sea, the thin old man with few teeth left heavily patted the shoulder of the Great Comfortable Demon Lord.
In the bottom of the South China Sea, an old tortoise that has been sleeping for an unknown number of years, slowly opened his eyes when these eight characters appeared, and breathed lightly. Above the South China Sea, there was a huge wave. Its self-talking sound rang out and sang on the bottom of the sea.
“Finally, is it time to turn over?”