Fang Huaji actually took away the Thunder Tribulation. The emperor's strength... is so terrifying? !
Fang Huaji snorted coldly, drew a circular portal with his right hand, and then threw the lightning in his hand into it, "I don't dare to accept this great gift from Fang, so I will give it back to you."
As soon as he finished speaking, a circular portal appeared in the sky above the Ming Palace, and violent thunder descended, but when it approached the Ming Palace, it disappeared directly.
Fang Huaji snorted coldly and didn't care much about this.
"The weapon I refined is at everyone's feet. As long as you are willing to fight for the Qingshui Realm, you can take up the weapon. If a mortal supports it, it can kill the foundation! If the foundation has it, it can kill the golden elixir! And so on. , if you want to overcome the tribulation, the Half-Emperor can also surround and kill you! The spirituality in this blood network is the cornerstone for you to use spiritual weapons!"
The moment Fang Huaji's voice spread throughout the Qingshui Realm, all living beings who knew something about the world of cultivation fell into extreme shock.
In the entire Qingshui Realm, the majority are mortals!
What a great achievement it is to give every mortal the strength to fight against cultivators? !
Even Bai Su couldn't help but become stunned and petrified when he heard Fang Huaji's plan, and was speechless for a long time.
"How can we allow others to snore on the side of the bed?!"
"As long as you are willing to take up arms, our power will be a thousand times, ten thousand times that of the White Devil!"
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At this moment, every living being in the great domain, whether they are mortals or monks, are all excited, their eyes gradually condense, and they see the bloody veins under their feet.
The panic is no longer there, but instead there is a fighting spirit that can set off stormy waves!
Finally, an old sect leader took out a strange-looking spiritual spear from the bloody veins. The moment he touched the spear, he understood how to use it, and his cloudy eyes lit up.
"I am willing to go through fire and water for the Qingshui Realm!"
The eighty-one major areas of Qingshui Realm all rose up at the same moment. Countless monks surged toward the teleportation formation, and countless mortals dared to walk with the monks.
"Crazy, crazy, everyone is crazy!"
There are also people who are unwilling to pick up weapons and are full of panic, "How can a mortal be the opponent of a monk? The old monster who deals with this method is a madman!!!"
But no matter how much he tried to persuade him, the only young mortal who could see extraordinary hope and be full of fantasy still entered the teleportation array without looking back.
Bai Su's face turned pale and his voice trembled, "This will kill many, many people, both mortals and monks! Fang Huaji, you are not saving the Qingshui Realm, you are harming it!"
"There is no such thing as death in war."
Fang Huaji's face remained calm and he turned his gaze, "A naive person like you is destined to fail. I am the real candidate to complete Qingshui Palace's revenge."
Bai Su was speechless and choked with sadness, "Even hatred should not hurt innocent people. Fang Huaji, you...are really possessed by a demon."
"If you are not crazy, you are not a devil."
Fang Huaji's gaze penetrated the space, and he seemed to see the light that was constantly shining on the teleportation array, "I said it long ago, I only care about revenge, and everything else doesn't matter."
In the Ming Palace, the Lord of Shengtian Temple and others finally received Bai Ming's summons.
"You have also seen the Tianhe Sect's handiwork."
Bai Ming picked his nails and raised his head with a slight smile on his lips, "It's interesting that Fang Huaji can come up with such a method."
"Lord Mingzu, how should we respond?"
Ling Kun, the leader of Shengtian Temple, stepped forward and asked proactively. He had always felt that Bai Ming's attitude towards him was very strange recently, but he couldn't explain it specifically.
"kill!"
Changes in the movements of Bai Ming's hands, crossing his hands
, his eyes glanced sharply at the three leaders of the Peak Holy Sect, "This time, Huangxing Hall and Ankui Valley will be the assistants, and you, Lingkun, will be the commander-in-chief. The status of the Holy Temple should be like this."
Lingkun's body was shaken, his eyes were bright, and he knelt down quickly, "I don't dare, I will definitely obey your orders and fight with all my strength!"
"Then go down and assemble. Under Fang Huaji's instigation, you don't have much time to prepare."
"yes!"
Qu Liancheng listened silently on the side, his mind slowly sinking. Bai Ming really wanted to destroy the entire Holy Temple in the war, but what was his purpose? "
In just a few hours, more and more monks and mortals appeared in the sanctuary. The Tianhe Sect was well prepared and sent all the elders to take charge of the army. Each elder has the strength to transcend the tribulation period. At this moment, he holds the spirit of the bloody veins. The weapon is like a half-emperor, capable of commanding an army of monks.
The war broke out without any surprise!
Right in the center of the Qingshui Realm, on the plain between the four peak holy sects, the sound of fighting filled the sky and blood flowed like a river!
The war situation was still tense at the beginning, but as more and more reinforcements arrived from all major regions, coupled with the spiritual weapons used by mortals, they could actually attack the foundation-building monks from a distance and kill them with one strike. The army led by Shengtian Temple Casualties increased greatly, and they gradually became unable to hold on.
Lingkun had a headache every day calculating the casualties. They were unable to obtain the spiritual weapon in the Blood Vein, and their overall strength was reduced. If this continued, they would be killed by the Tianhe Sect army in less than a month!
By then, the army will arrive at Ming Palace, and even his death will not be enough to atone for his crime!
"Every one of the monks in our Holy Temple came out of the mountain of corpses and sea of blood. One is equal to ten. Why are they so miserable?"
This was what Ling Kun couldn't figure out the most, but when he looked around, he couldn't find anyone to investigate the matter.
"Ling Li..."
Lingkun's eyes were gloomy, looking at the bloody battlefield, speechless for a long time.
The war raged on for half a year.
By the third month, Ankui Valley and Huangxing Hall were both dead, and each brought seventeen major holy sects to the war!
The poison given by Qu Liancheng finally broke out at this moment, and the blood poison spread. For every person who died in Shengtian Temple, dozens or even more monks would be buried with him, and the situation was restored little by little.
The twenty-seven holy sects finally couldn't hold it any longer, and despite Bai Su's warning, they all participated in the war! The Ming Palace party was suppressed and beaten again.
The fiercer flames of war dyed the entire Qingshui Realm red, and countless creatures died every day.
In the empty hall, Bai Ming looked at the scene in the golden tower, his smile gradually becoming crazier.
"This is the best, Fang Huaji, you are truly a noble person of mine!"
Bai Ming laughed happily, stood up and straightened his clothes. Under the small golden tower, a hole opened silently. He stepped down and walked for a long time.
Finally, a huge fiery red core came into view. Sensing the arrival, a ferocious human face immediately appeared on the fiery red core, and screams full of hate echoed in the space.
"Inferior races are trying to devour the Realm Clan. My people will not let you go!"
Bai Ming looked at that human face with joy, "Have you seen that the creatures you gave birth to are killing each other and heading for destruction, and your heaven will also be in my hands, obediently destroying those who provoke this Everyone in the war.”
At this point, Bai Ming held his hand, and black "ink" poured into the void and slowly soaked into the core, making it difficult to see the human face.
"White Devil! You won't succeed, no way!!"
The core of the world barely maintained its shape, with a crazy voice, "You forgot
Yeah, that anomaly you brought, she is your nemesis. But you are afraid that I will escape, and you don’t dare to leave here for a long time. This is your biggest weakness, Su Li... Her background is much greater than you think. You will fail... You will definitely fail! "
"Noisy."
Bai Ming's face was expressionless, and he tightened his grip. The core suddenly screamed, and his face collapsed.
"It seems that I am crazy to think that you will beg me for mercy and sacrifice your life core. It doesn't matter..."
Bai Ming turned around and left.
"When I destroy 90% of the foundation of this world, you will collapse, and the red ink world will also be destroyed. I can harvest two world cores at once, which is enough to make up for the loss..."
Time passed ruthlessly in the flames of war, and under the misery and misery, it entered the ninth month of the war.
One day this month, Fang Mu's eyes were red, and he raised his head numbly, only to find that there was no one left to kill in front of him.
The Ming Palace army has been killed!
"We... won?"
He opened his mouth blankly, looking at the blood-red surroundings, but his voice was choked with sobs.
There is no winner in this war.
Too many people died, many familiar elders of the Tianhe Sect died in front of him, and even most of the twenty-seven sects’ supreme leaders died because of the blood poisonous human bombs thrown by the Ming Palace.
At this moment, his thoughts were divergent.
He kept thinking, where is the eldest brother at this time
"Regather our troops. Sadness can't change anything. We must work together to destroy the Palace of Life!"
Fang Hua's sonorous voice came, "Now, listen to my order, go to the Palace of Life, and win in one fell swoop!"
"No."
Suddenly a voice came from the sky, "Fang Huaji, I have a kind heart, so I will let you die in your own sect, okay?"
A white figure appeared from the distorted space, standing not far in front of Fang Huaji. Its face gradually became clear, it was not Bai Ming, but who it was.
Bai Su sighed and closed his eyes.
The scene in the divination is about to appear.
The conversation between the two sides spread throughout the Qingshui Realm from the Blood Vein. At this moment, the remaining monks immediately gathered towards the Tianhe Sect.
"White Devil, finally stop being a coward?"
When Fang Huaji saw his life in vain, murderous intent surged in his eyes, "Today is the day you die!"
Bai Ming tilted his head and looked at Fang Huaji with a smile, "No, I showed up today specifically to thank you."
Fang Huaji snorted coldly, "Do you think I will believe your lies?"
"Believe it or not, it doesn't matter."
Bai Ming's expression was casual and cheerful, "Now, your mission is completed, you can go and die."
Fang Huaji's eyes suddenly turned blood red, and his robe turned into an afterimage.
Bai Ming does not dodge or evade, spitting lightly in his mouth.
"Destroy the world."
boom! !
Thousands of pure black thunderbolts slanted down without warning. In just an instant, the Tianhe Sect's mountain gate and the mountains were turned into flying ash.
Only the area where he was located, protected by Fang Huaji, was turned into ruins instead of being turned into powder.
"...the world-destroying thunder catastrophe?"
Bai Su sat down senilely on one side, watching the black thunder fall, dazed.
At this time, he witnessed the world-destroying thunder for the second time.
Nine months have passed, and Bai Su's green hair has returned to white hair, and the wrinkles on his face are as deep as tree bark, with criss-crossing ravines.
In addition, he had used astrology to shorten his lifespan, and in a few moments, he would die of old age.