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Half an hour ago, a long-lost figure appeared on the Star Peak in the Kyushu Continent.
Lu Li wiped his eyes in disbelief, ignoring that his spiritual eyes were already comparable to immortals, and he would never have any hallucinations.
It's really that this person's appearance is too incredible, and it's too exciting. The Spirit Sword Sect, the League of Ten Thousand Immortals, and even the entire Kyushu Continent have been looking forward to his return for so long that most people even despaired of his return.
In the midst of despair, hope comes quietly.
Wang Lu actually came back!
Just when Lu Li couldn't help exclaiming his background, the young man outside the bamboo room turned his head and covered his mouth with his index finger, motioning to keep quiet.
Then, a familiar voice sounded in Lu Li's mind.
"Keep quiet."
Lu Li was stunned: "Why, why?"
Feng Yin stood up and pressed Lu Li's shoulder: "Senior brother... No, since Wang Lu said that, he must have his intentions. Do you not want to be discovered?"
Wang Lu nodded: "At first, I wanted to appear on the stage in a more upright manner, but since that guy is here." As he spoke, he pointed back at the fairy king Xia Yu in the sky behind him, "Then it is necessary to change our thinking."
Fengyin Yuanshen said via voice transmission: "The Immortal King's power is indeed too strong, there is absolutely no chance of winning in a direct confrontation, but..."
But even if they want to take a slanted sword, with such a huge gap in strength between the two sides, what tricks can they play
Of course, Feng Yin can see that Wang Lu at this time is not what it used to be... He doesn't know what adventure he has encountered in the passage between the two worlds. inferior. However, it is still too far away from Xia Yu's terrifying power that can freeze time and space with a single gesture.
After all, the Giant God Soldier is only the work of an Earth Immortal, even if the synchronization rate is increased to 100%, it will not be able to reach the realm of the Immortal King. If Wang Lu could come back earlier and completely seal off the passage between Immortal World and Kyushu, maybe the situation could be restored, but now...
"I need you to do two things." Wang Lu said, "The first is to keep everything as usual, don't let anyone see that I'm back. Second, give me the map of Kyushu."
"The map of Kyushu has been damaged."
"Of course it will be damaged. Tiannan Prefecture was shattered by the Reverse Realm Dragon Pillar, and the Kyushu Continent lost one of them. It would be strange if the Kyushu map was not broken. But the damaged Kyushu map is still the Kyushu map. I want to control it within an inch of Lingjian Mountain For the rest of the eight states, there must be a map of Kyushu."
Feng Yin frowned, he really couldn't understand the meaning of Wang Lu's obsession with a damaged map of Kyushu at this time, but since he said so...
"I'll go find Hetu later, but Hetu was seriously injured before, and he is currently relying on Kyushu Tu to continue his life. I can't guarantee..."
Wang Lu smiled: "That can't be done, I have to get the map of Kyushu next... For me, the map of Kyushu is much more important than the map of Hetu."
Feng Yin couldn't help being stunned, the implication of Wang Lu's words was obviously that he would not hesitate to kill and seize treasures, but... that was Hetu, he presided over the Zhuxian Sword Formation, and made great contributions to even the battle. Moreover, Wang Lu was able to jump from the chief disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect to the number one person in Kyushu during the Immortal Competition, thanks to the smooth sailing of Taoist Hetu. It can be said that although Hetu is not Wang Lu's fairy guide, he undoubtedly has the grace of knowing him!
But now Wang Lu is lightly trying to take Hetu's life
Rationally, this is not unacceptable. How can the life of Hetu be compared with the overall situation of Kyushu, but...
Wang Lu also darkened his face: "Master, I know you have always been soft-hearted, but at this time, the kindness of a woman will only make the sacrifices of the predecessors worthless. In order to avoid people's eyes and ears, I can't leave you now." Bamboo Room Courtyard, otherwise I would have gone to get it myself...don't let me take such unnecessary risks!"
Feng Yin sighed suddenly: "I know."
With slightly heavy steps, Feng Yin left his bamboo room, but when he stepped out the door, he suddenly turned around and asked, "Where is Fifth Junior Sister?"
Wang Lu smiled, but did not answer.
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After a cup of tea, Feng Yin returned to the bamboo room with a picture scroll that was more than half incomplete, and handed it to Wang Lu.
"Hetu... walked very peacefully. He said that you will definitely be able to lead the rest of the people to the end."
Wang Lu was silent for a while, and a trace of compassion flashed in his eyes: "I see... Next, please stay away for a while. When I cast a spell, there should be no one around me."
Of course Feng Yin and Lu Li had countless questions they wanted to ask, but at this moment they had no choice but to leave.
After being alone, Wang Lu immediately unfolded the map of Kyushu and pressed it with one hand. In an instant, countless lines were drawn to his body from all over the world. It's just that many of them are intermittent and looming. This is a sign that the mainland of Kyushu has become fragile. Although a world-defying dragon pillar seems to have only destroyed a state in the south of the sky, its destructive power at a deeper level has undoubtedly spread to every corner of Kyushu.
At the same time, many functions of the damaged map of Kyushu cannot be activated. Wang Lu walked the fairy in the picture solemnly, trying his best to repair the damage... After a while, he frowned, and a smile appeared on his face.
The most important thing is still there.
The next moment, I felt a little more sentimental in my heart. In the case of the Kyushu map being damaged as a whole, this thing is still intact, which is obviously the credit of the Taoist Hetu. At the beginning, I just mentioned it casually, but the river map has been carefully built for a long, long time.
"Don't worry, Brother Hetu, I won't let you die in vain."
Wang Lu whispered to himself, and then he integrated himself more deeply into the map of Kyushu. With the help of the magical power of this map, his consciousness spread throughout the entire Kyushu, and he found the person who had been waiting for a long time.
It was a gentle holy light, vaguely with the outline of a human being, but without facial features.
"No face, long time no see."
"Well, it's been a long time, my master." The faceless voice sounded a little lost, "Master, are you going to activate the final plan?"
"Well, let's get our people ready."
"Theoretically, they are always preparing for the coming of Judgment Day, which is written into the doctrine. However, I am afraid that no one can think of the true face of Judgment Day."
Wang Lu sneered: "Unexpected? The Fallen Immortal is about to sink the entire Kyushu Continent. If you don't expect the Judgment Day to come, the believer's beliefs are too impious. Alright, don't talk nonsense, get ready to start. "
The light cluster that made up the Faceless Man trembled slightly, and then, in a cadenced tone, he recited the long-prepared words and phrases.
It was a strange language that could not be described in any words, each tone contained infinite meanings, and as Faceless chanted, one after another holy light was lit in Kyushu, and then along the hidden passage, Like rivers and rivers entering the sea, gathered together in one place - gathered into Wang Lu's hands.
At first, it was just an insignificant sphere of light, but soon as streams of holy light converged, it began to expand rapidly. In the blink of an eye, the bamboo room of Feng Yin's head was filled with holy light. Wang Lu frowned, and squeezed the holy light in his hand until it was the size of a fist again. But at this time, the light cluster has shown a golden and dazzling light, accompanied by blazing high heat, like a small sun.
The gathering of the holy light is still going on, and tens of millions of holy lights are rushing along the Kyushu map. So much so that Wang Lu, the Lord of the Holy Light, gradually couldn't suppress this energy. The ball of light in the palm turned from white to gold, then from gold to blood, and finally turned into pitch black... The energy contained in it was so huge that it could be described as thrilling. If it erupts accidentally, even the Immortal Venerable cannot escape death.
Such terrifying energy naturally did not come out of thin air.
Wang Lu clenched the pitch-black energy ball tightly in his hand, and the wailing of billions of people seemed to ring out in his ears.
The so-called Judgment Day... To put it bluntly, it was a grand blood sacrifice. In the name of the Sea of Holy Light, Wang Lu ignited the holy light in the body of every believer on the Kyushu Continent, and then gathered the burned energy in one place.
The Holy Light Sect has been spreading in the Kyushu continent for a long time. With the help of Zhijiao, the Holy Light is almost everywhere. There are tens of billions of devout believers. Although most of these believers are only mortal bodies, the lives of trillions of believers are simultaneously ignited. , is enough to create an earth-shattering miracle.
Of course, this price is too tragic. Following Wang Lu's launch of Judgment Day, hundreds of millions of believers on the mainland fell in a daze and lost their vitality forever. Among them were passionate couples, loving mothers, generous elders, and lively teenagers...
Hundreds of millions of living beings and hundreds of millions of families were wiped out in a single thought by Wang Lu. He had no doubt that if the sky hadn't been torn apart, countless catastrophes would have befallen him at this time.
But all of this is necessary, without Judgment Day, it is impossible for the dilapidated Kyushu Continent to supply such a huge amount of energy in a short period of time, let alone support Wang Lu in activating the formation hidden in the deepest part of the Kyushu map stand up.
"Continuing on with the fate of the dead... It's easy to say, but now I have no choice. If the fairy world succeeds, everyone will die. I can be regarded as a partner of justice by sacrificing some people to save everyone. ?”
With a self-deprecating smile, Wang Lu slowly pressed the black ball into the Kyushu map.
The moment the figure of the ball of light disappeared completely, this fairy treasure carrying the thousands of years of history of Shengjing Xianmen began to burn blazingly.
In the light of the fire, Wang Lu raised his head, his gaze had become firm.
"Very well, all the preparations are in place, next... it's time to surprise those two people who are talking about it."
The next moment, his figure flashed, and he appeared on the nine-day sky, facing Xia Yu and Xiaoyao head-on!
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