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Chapter 1545 Daofang, do you still remember me!

The hair on his body exploded, and a strong and unprecedented crisis suddenly erupted in his heart. This crisis was even stronger than when he participated in the two destructions of the Shanhai Realm.

He could barely breathe, and even his cultivation was trembling at this moment. He saw that army, saw the endless terrifying monks, and felt that there were many existences in this army that made him horrified and frightened.

But he couldn't see Meng Hao, he could only see the old lizard. He didn't seem qualified to see clearly the figure above the old lizard's head. When he saw it, he could only see that it was a whirlpool.

It seemed that the entire starry sky was distorted under the whirlpool.

The Taoist party didn't hesitate at all. He didn't even have time to roar. He immediately made a seal and pointed forward fiercely. Immediately, there was a roar of immeasurable calamity, and a wave spread out, causing the people around him to roll and scatter when they were hit by the momentum of the army.

The vast mist, at this moment, was attracted by the formation of immeasurable calamity, and blocked it again, blocking the sight of the army.

There are two breaths, roaring and spreading.

That aura, one represents the Immortal Continent, and the other represents the Demonic Continent, blends into the vast mist and spreads to the outside world. This is a sign and a warning.

It marks that this moment belongs to the Continent of Immortals and Demons, and warns all the past beings not to mess with this place.

After doing this, Dao Fang breathed a sigh of relief, but he was still nervous, but he was comforting himself in his heart, because in his long life, there were too many terrifying existences, and he was frightened away by these two breaths and did not dare to approach.

He hoped it would be the same this time.

"They should be passing by... they must be passing by."

"That's right, Thirty-Three Days has not been able to provoke such a terrifying army of monks, and the remaining people in the mountain and sea realm have always been sealed, so they are not qualified to come into contact with such a terrifying existence."

"It must be like this...Besides, in this vast starry sky, those who dare to provoke the Immortal God Continent and the Demon Realm Continent are simply rare. Those are supreme cultivators and will not care about this place." Dao Fang comforted himself again, and gradually

His mind calmed down, and he felt that his analysis was correct.

But he was still a little frightened, because he couldn't see the whirlpool-like figure on the majestic and terrifying lizard, but that whirlpool made him feel that it was the most terrifying existence in this army.

While waiting, he didn't realize that he was trembling. Even with his current cultivation level, with the help of the Immortal Continent and the Demon Realm, he had reached the realm of Jiu Yuan, but he was still trembling.

That kind of fear, like the tide, made him feel suffocated.

He could only hope that the other party would pass by and leave...

At this moment, outside of this immeasurable calamity, the vast mist rolled in and blocked it again in the blink of an eye, causing the thirty-three days in Meng Hao's eyes to be shrouded in mist again.

The entire army suddenly stopped outside the mist. Countless monks had murderous intent in their eyes and a strong urge to express themselves in front of Meng Hao. They all turned around and looked at Meng Hao with fanatical expressions.

, the surrounding area gradually became quiet, no one spoke, everyone was waiting for Meng Hao’s order.

The same is true for the disciples of the Ninth Sect and the monks of other sects. Even those Nine Origin Supremes are no exception. Be it the headmaster or the young man in golden robe, there are also the huge termites and heads, including those under Meng Hao.

The old lizards were all silent.

Meng Hao stood on the back of the old lizard, looking at the mist, and a murderous intent gradually appeared in his eyes. This murderous intent seemed to be turned into substance, causing the mist to roll up. Then, there were two auras, and from the mist

The inside burst out.

These two auras are from the pinnacle of the Nine Origins. They are not real people, but the marks left here are emitted. When threatening the four directions, there are old and majestic divine thoughts, echoing in all directions.

"This place is protected by my Immortal God Continent Pihu, and all existences in the vast starry sky leave immediately!"

The moment this voice came out, there was also a cold voice that also echoed. The evil spirit in it was very strong, and the breath of death spread in these words.

"Anyone who steps into the Demon Realm will destroy the nine tribes and leave no one behind!"

If it had been anyone else, they would have been frightened at this moment. Even if Meng Hao had not been so transcendent, then even the Cangmang Sect would have retreated at this moment, because facing the Immortal God Continent and the Demon Realm at the same time, this would be a big challenge for any force.

It is said that it is all a disaster, even the Cangmang Sect does not want to be like this.

But now, everything was different. The reverberation of these two spiritual thoughts did not cause any of the monks to have the slightest fluctuation. They were still filled with evil spirits.

Under the focused gaze of everyone, Meng Hao slowly raised his right hand and pointed towards the vast mist.

He didn't speak, he just pointed a finger, and didn't even use any spells. But the mist trembled in an instant, and the two marks of the peak of the Nine Origins were shattered in this moment!

At the same time, countless earth-shaking roars and roars came from the army. They were monstrous murderous intent and crazy roars. In the blink of an eye, a large number of monks rushed directly into the mist.

The headmaster and others were the first to fly out, and at this moment, several peaks of the Nine Sources were launched. They directly launched their magical powers and blasted into the vast mist, causing the mist to collapse on a large scale and be forcibly torn apart.

Under the immeasurable calamity in the mist, in Dao Fang's nervousness, he immediately saw the roar of the fog outside, and saw that the mist was rolling crazily in an unprecedented way, and in this immeasurable calamity, the existence came from the immortal

At this moment, the marks of the God Continent and the Demon Realm were directly destroyed with a clicking sound.

Without any pause, as if it was insignificant, it was directly smashed into fly ash. This was nothing. There were even two black threads that followed these two erased marks and entered the void in the blink of an eye, as if pursuing

The source must kill the owner of this mark.

This scene caused the Taoist's expression to change completely. He took a breath and stood up suddenly. The mist that was immeasurable was immediately torn apart by a huge hand, and the roaring sound was violent.

When the reverberation made the starry sky tremble, those mist... were torn apart in an instant after countless calamities!

The mist roared, rolled continuously, and rolled back to both sides, revealing the thirty-three days of immeasurable calamity within it, making Dao Fang, in this trembling place, once again see the army of monks that frightened him.

When the roaring sound shook the starry sky again, the army came instantly. Countless figures surrounded them and bombarded them. The moment their magical powers fell, a light curtain suddenly appeared. It was the time of immeasurable calamity to block everyone's magical powers.

, also set off an earth-shattering sound, causing all the alien races in the Thirty-three Heavens to be awakened and shocked, not knowing what had happened.

That light curtain, in the eyes of the Taoist party, was simply indestructible. Even when the water flowed eastward, it was only after a long calculation that it was blasted open. Even because of this, when it was rearranged more than a thousand years ago, the immortal

The Divine Continent and the Demon Realm spent more money to make this seal stronger.

But right now, this infinite calamity light curtain is showing signs of breaking apart in the blink of an eye, especially when there are several figures outside that infinite calamity. Every time they take action, this infinite calamity light curtain is almost about to collapse.

Among those figures, there was a young man in a gold robe, an old man with white hair, another whose body was like a sandstorm, and a woman who was extremely beautiful, but sometimes blurred like mist.

"Nine Origins...Nine Origins of Great Perfection!" Dao Fang was horrified. In his eyes, those four people were all Nine Origins of Great Perfection. Even one of these existences could make a star field tremble by stamping their feet. But

Now there are actually four of them, and they are even just pioneers!

And around them, there were more than a dozen monks. As soon as these people took action, the Nine Sources exploded, and it was not the ordinary Nine Sources, but the pinnacle.

"Nine Sources...peak!" Daofang's mind buzzed. He had never seen so many Nine Sources. He didn't know when so many Nine Sources could gather together. It was obvious that these people

It's just a strike, a soldier, not a general!

What frightened him even more was the majestic old lizard in the distance that was as big as a whole world, the shocking head next to it, and the ruthless termite with endless cold light in its eyes in the other direction.

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These three existences made Dao Fang feel that the light of the entire world had been lost, and he fell into despair. In his view, the existence of those three people had surpassed the Nine Sources of Great Perfection, which was infinitely close to transcendence.

"Misunderstanding, fellow Taoists, I have never had any grudges with outsiders, never provoked any enemies, and have never even left this formation in the past thirty-three days. Please tell me, fellow Taoists, why this is!!"

"We are a world attached to the Fairyland Continent and the Demonic World Continent. Please tell me, fellow Taoists, why this is so!" The Taoist party made a stern voice. Within thirty-three days, many figures flew out and looked outside tremblingly.

The scenes were filled with fear to the extreme.

Daofang's voice was sharp, and he was puzzled. He was even more angry, and he even felt aggrieved. He felt that none of them had offended these terrifying beings.

At this moment, a faint voice echoed in the starry sky.

"Daofang, Daofang who wiped out the Eighth Mountain with one stick...do you still remember me?"——
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