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Chapter 560 Want to help the building turn the tide

"What do you say?"

In response in this way, Liu Yuanzheng came back to his senses from his shock, turned his head to look at He Wan'an, and then followed his gaze and looked towards the direction of the Two Realms Mountains.

As I saw, the dark smoke and demon dust in the sky and the blood swelling were far more tragic than the day when the battle started!

On the day when the battle started, the genius in the world and the ancient immortals started the battle of life and death according to the barbaric law behind the battle. Of course, it was a battle with blood rain, but behind the barbaric law never meant that all the battles were so barbaric. On the contrary, the purpose of everyone was not to divide life and death, but to decide their own position in the battle.

The most important thing is to fight to cross the world. Before the purpose of freedom and immortality, everything is a part that can be restrained and can be given up.

So even though the Central Earth and the Northern Frontier were fighting fiercely that day, the truly fallen immortals, the truly fallen ancient immortals and the geniuses of the world, were only a few. You must know that in the end, even the two immortals in the north and south who first began to plot against the Zhenru Sword Ancestor survived half of them.

If you really let go of the battle, you will probably only Master Chen and Master Lei.

But the moment is really different. After the demon gods returned to the world, the Eastern Gate Demon Clan absorbed the evil spirits and chose to fight with all their might!

Dividing life and death!

There is nothing more important than this!

Only by struggling to get a chance of life from this bloody battle, only by truly deciding the two realms of mountains in one fell swoop is where the East Tu Demon Clan lives!

Otherwise, if you trap the East Land, even if the demon gods become crowds, you will just wait for death slowly.

In the northern section, the three bodies of the True Sword Ancestor show their appearance. They are completely different from the Xuanmen in the past. The three bodies stand together. The sword ancestor's sword aura runs through the past, present and future. The sharp sword aura is everywhere and falls into Liu Yuanzheng's eyes. The intertwined sword aura seems like a long river of Taoism. It condenses into a Daluo sword net in the northern section, as if it is like a big curtain, splitting two sections of the world, blocking all the black smoke and demon dust into the Shura field.

But the fight was still fierce. Just a moment when I looked at it, three masters of the Holy Land Sect fell, and four masters were eroded by the power of the gods and evil spirits, and their foundations were always lacking.

This is not a battle of the same level. Even if you control the Taoist artifact of the Conservation of the Tao, for the real person who is still a worldly realm, unless there is a great master of Yuandao, then the rebellion against the upper realm will be just a legend that is beyond reach.

Some people are sacrificing the spiritual roots of heaven and earth, and sacrificing the innate spiritual treasures. With the foundation of the Immortal Sect, they can reach the earthly immortals immediately, hoping to persevere for a moment.

And such struggle is just a corner of the tragic scroll.

In the farther world, there is the gilt fairy light that is like beacon smoke rising into the sky, the red clouds that boil for thousands of miles in the unwilling wailing sound, and the Taoist artifact that cracks with the broken sound...

Corresponding to this is the sound of chewing and swallowing in the black smoke demon dust, the sound of thunder roaring like a ghost, the head of the mulberry sheep flashing through it.

The same is true in Zhongdi. When Liu Yuan was looking at it again, the old master Yuandao was still fighting hard. The two yi Yuanyou Banners in his hand splashed with Yin and Yang divine thunder, stirring the Sumeru storm, turning the world of thousands of miles into white ground. In his other hand, the golden seal script kept flying, and there were already many pages that turned black under the erosion of the power of the gods and evil spirits.

Now when I look back, there are only four remaining immortals in the north and south. The real person of the Xuanqing Immortal Sect who had met several times before. After reaching the realm of Earth Immortal Sect, he was broken by someone. Most of his broken body was suspended in the air, not knowing life and death. In front of him was the ancient immortal who had held the magic order of the Immortal Lord, and he controlled the Taoist weapon of the Xuanqing Immortal Sect to fight with the White Wolf Demon God who was stepping on the evil spirit.

Gu Yuan

In the deeper darkness, nine fox tails appeared and cold laughter continued. When the sound rang out, the vast world was destined to be emitting red clouds, accompanied by the sad end of another ancient immortal.

At the southern end, Master Yue set up a mountain and river map across the air. The treasure map absorbed the power of the wilderness of the wilderness mountains in the southern border. The treasure map seemed to be scattered above the mountains of the two realms like a curtain. In the Shura field ahead, Master Chen shook the Taibai Sutra Heavenly Flag. The ancient starry sea was hanging in the world, and the light of the sky shining everywhere. Master Chen stood alone in the place, as if there were thousands of figures, and the place where the light of the starlight shining, the old monsters were everywhere.

In the center of the ancient star sea, there is a rose-red sun hanging high. Even the Sun Division joined the battlefield without any hesitation, pouring the Great Sun to sacrifice fire into the black smoke demon dust!

In the twisted darkness, the white rat demon body as big as a mountain is reflected. The outline of the huge creature seems to be the reflection of some supreme law. A layer of gods and evil spirits wrapped like burning flames is actually fighting against the Dari Sacrifice Fire and Taibai Chenguang for a long time.

In the divine light that stirred up during the confrontation, there were balls of ancient demon gods' words, using divine patterns as bones, turning god evil into flesh and blood, and thousands of white rat clones condensed in an instant, and rose into the air, as if they were in line with some kind of ancient formation. They used their body as the array eye, and like a Taoist soldier, controlling the torrent of the demonic energy, constantly eroding the irradiation of the ancient star sea.

This is a bloody battle between the ancient immortal and the real person every moment!

In the same place, Liu Yuanzheng withdrew his gaze and remained silent.

He looked into the depths of this mottled and bloody world.

There, the northern border Tianjiao Shihengdao measured what was in the air where the nine-story piled soil originally existed.

This is the first time Liu Yuanzheng met Shi Hengdao, but a long time ago, Liu Yuanzheng had heard of his reputation. Shi Hengdao was born in the Fengming Immortal Sect in the northern border. This sect's law is so long that it is chasing the early years of the ancient Xuanmen. It is the Xuansect, which is now the source of the rituals of the world. Even when the catastrophes began, there was no disciple in this sect's secrets.

Now, I never thought I met here.

With Shi Hengdao's long-term measurement and a brief silence, Shi Hengdao came in the air and shook his head helplessly in front of Liu Yuanzheng's gaze.

"Fellow Taoist Jiaoyuan Yi laughed at me. The master's sect was unfortunate. This was the work of a certain generation of elders in our sect. The root marrow is the supreme secret method of fasting and rituals. Once it was performed, many things were no longer remedied. Even though all the geniuses and everyone here are here, the geometric patterns have always been easy to destroy and repair. Moreover, the eternal years have eroded, and now they are powerless to turn the world back..."

Upon hearing this, Liu Yuanzheng looked back at He Wan'an.

"What about the way to geography and earth?"

He Wanan also shook his head.

"The way to geography and earth has never been used to refine the methods across the air. Even when I set up the Dragon Locking Bureau of Two Realms Mountain in the past, more than ten immortals who geography and earth Tao worked together. Now it is impossible to repair it. Only by relocating a brand new Dragon Locking Bureau on the old method, but... even if I return to the ancient fairy realm, it is difficult to do such a meticulous thing with one person's strength..."

Upon hearing this, Liu Yuanzheng did not ask any fellow Taoists who were proficient in the incense and fire gods. In fact, Liu Yuanzheng was also a person who was very particular about the power of the incense and fire gods and was familiar with the barriers.

"Is it really... powerless to turn things around..."

He murmured softly, thinking about the tragic scene in front of the Two Realms Mountains, and thinking about the destruction of the Two Realms Mountains and the naked land of the Central Plains and the southern region of the northern border, Liu Yuanzheng felt unwilling to accept it.
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