Almost at the same time, in the Dao Spirit Dome Realm, which was tens of thousands of miles away, the atmosphere was desolate and depressing, extremely gloomy and dull.
"We lost. Even though the three religions joined forces, we still lost—"
"How can it be?"
"Nine supreme saints and five gods have joined forces. How can they still not break through the Cangshengqiong realm?"
"The terrifying Thirty-Three Heavens Formation, the terrifying Seven Swords of All Life!" "The backhand left behind by the half-step true state ten thousand years ago is actually so strong."
"Without the Dagan Demon Lord Zongshou, how could these seven swords be necessary, and the thirty-three-day formation would not have been completed—"
"This tyrant is really the culprit! Back then, I felt strange that Da Qian was too close to the common people."
"All Patriarch Kunming has died."
"The physical body is shattered, but fortunately, the soul can be reunited."
"If Lord Mercy is still there, this battle may not end like this -"
"Nonsense, how can you say this?"
In the Dao Palace, Qingming stands on a cloud bridge. Two lines of clear tears flowed down the cheeks, a pair of jade hands squeezed tightly, and the silver teeth clicked.
It's Zong Shou again, that evil king!
He almost killed her last time, but this time, it was her closest relative——
Although it is said that one will never die, his soul can be reunited after thousands of years. However, when I think about not being able to see each other for five thousand years, it still hurts my heart and lungs!
If she dies young, if she can't get it, maybe after this time, we will be separated forever!
I really wish I could sleep on its skin and eat its flesh!
Scanning the entire dome realm, I saw monks sitting cross-legged, regulating their breathing and recuperating. Most of them had dejected expressions.
In addition to the reason for the defeat in this battle, which made everyone feel depressed, it was also because of Zong Shou's sword.
Although Qingxuan blocked it, he could not really kill the 800,000 disciples of the Taoist sect.
However, there are also many Taoist disciples who have been affected by the will of heaven and their souls have been injured.
If they cannot overcome this level, it will be difficult for these people to advance to the next level in their lifetime. Many talented disciples may have been wasted like this.
This is the tragedy of Taoism! Taoist catastrophe!
Qingming's eyes suddenly showed confusion. Even his clenched fists were slightly loosened.
At this time, the three thousand Taoist sects in the Dao Spirit Dome Realm have all weakened to the extreme.
Kun Ming died, and the two Taojun leaders were also seriously injured.
Many disciples were disgusted by joining forces with the Demon Sect. At this time, the old man in the sect and the three thousand Taoist sects were afraid of the Qiong Realm and the Tao Lord and had no lack of resentment.
If you fail to pass this level, it will be the beginning of the sect's decline. How can you talk about revenge
Huoran stood up and Qingming flew outside the Ten Thousand Lanterns Cave.
She is the master of Daoling Palace, so she has no problem entering and leaving here. Now that you step in, there is no restriction or isolation.
Those Taoist boys had no intention of stopping him.
Although Kun Ming died, he died to save Qingxuan from trouble. Qingming's status in the Taoist sect will not only not decline, but will only be valued more.
As soon as Fang entered the door, he heard Taihuang Daojun's voice: "The damage was indeed heavy, but fortunately the foundation of our Taoist sect was not damaged. Most of the Zilinyan Lancers were withdrawn, and almost all the Zhenwu Swordsmen were saved. Senior Brother Qingxuan Why do you need to worry like this? It’s a pity that Kun Ming—"
Qingming's face once again showed a gloomy look.
There was even more bitterness at the corner of his lips. It was true that most of the Purple Linyan Lancers and Zhenwu Swordsmen were well preserved.
However, the true foundation of Taoism is not here. But within the Taoist sect, these are the true practitioners who are expected to reach a higher level.
After all, even if there are hundreds of millions of Taoist soldiers, they are not as valuable as a true Supreme Being.
The Seven Swords of Cangsheng Dao are, after all, just a special case. If it is separated from the realm of the firmament of life and the binding power of the Thirty-three Heavens Formation, its effect will be minimal.
It takes five to reach the realm to break the formation, but if it is just a containment, any one of them can reach the realm.
But now, not only the future of half of the monks in the sect is ruined, but also the people's hearts are separated. The first sect guard slaughtered thirty-seven sects of the Taoist sect with the power of one person. Then came today's battle, in which hundreds of thousands of people suffered soul trauma.
Twice before and after, the setback was so severe. Dao Ling Qiong Realm and even the two Dao Ancestors are helpless, how can they not make people feel alienated
"Even so, wouldn't it be worrying to see nearly 200,000 disciples impacted by the Seven Swords of Life?"
Qingxuan, who lives in the middle of the room, looks ashen and extremely ugly. Seeing Qingming enter, he was slightly distracted, nodded pleasantly, and showed pity in his eyes.
"There must be an explanation for this matter in the end, and we cannot let the disciples in the sect feel resentful. After today, I will retreat, refine 200 Nine Transformations of Knowledge Pills, and distribute them all. There is no distinction between inside and outside in the sect, as long as it is confirmed that there is an injury , can be collected.”
Taihuang's eyelids were slightly raised, showing a bit of surprise. The Nine Revolutions of Knowledge Pill is a top-grade elixir that is used by monks in the divine realm to train their spiritual consciousness.
But to refine this elixir, it also requires a lot of spiritual materials. When refining, it requires the hard work and true energy of the alchemist.
Even if it is the ultimate sacrifice, the loss is not small. Therefore, it is not common in the world, and monks in the divine realm will be overjoyed if they get one.
If two hundred Nine Transformation Consciousness Pills could be separated and eaten, it would indeed be able to dissolve the creations of the two hundred thousand disciples' consciousness.
In the Ten Thousand Lanterns Cave, there were also nearly twenty holy realm monks from the Tao Sect, as well as the heads of various sects.
Upon hearing this, most people moved their bodies, with gratitude in their eyes.
After refining these two hundred Nine Transformation Knowledge Pills, Qingxuan will definitely not be able to do anything to anyone for twenty years.
After it is refined, it will also suffer a loss of vitality and even a decline in cultivation level, which is a heavy price to pay.
"If my disciples learn about it, they will definitely be grateful to senior brother for his caring heart."
After Taihuang Daojun was surprised, he smiled again: "Taihuang, I can't let you, senior brother, be more beautiful than before. Since you plan to give the Nine Transformations of Knowledge Pill, I will also take out the 600 Huangya Pills here. .”
Qingming's expression changed again and she returned to the realm of the sky. The heart she had always held in her hands finally fell back to its original place.
Huangya Dan is also a middle-grade elixir. It is Taihuang Daojun's unique elixir. It is also difficult to refine.
Nine Transformations of Consciousness can restore one's spiritual consciousness, while Huangya Dan can increase one's cultivation level.
Obviously the two Dao Lords are aware of the current situation in the Dao Sect. Taking out these many elixirs was meant to comfort him.
After Qingxuan Taihuang said a few words, the depressing atmosphere in the Ten Thousand Souls Lantern Cave changed.
"One of the reasons is that the souls of the disciples in the sect have been damaged. The other thing that worries me is that Zong Shou is still here! Even if there are four supreme beings in the common world now, they still don't scare me as much as this person."
Qingxuan's eyes were still worried and gloomy: "This son is in charge of a large country, and his swordsmanship has reached the sky. Now, except for those who are in the holy realm, he is almost invincible in the cloud world. This son is back. Yunjie, how should our Taoist sect respond? It is not difficult to kill this boy, but it may offend the Fenkong Lu family. However, if he is allowed to grow like this, sooner or later, he will become a huge number, no matter how difficult it is to shake. It will also endanger me. Taoist sect’s century-old plan—”