The scorching sun has nowhere to go, and the seven-round full moon hangs high in the sky.
The blue moonlight was mixed with turbid blood. The descendants of the puppets left over from ancient times are still fighting fiercely against the three most holy families, risking their lives. The world-destroying giant Shura Demon Soldier they took out from the ancient ruins has already grown more than half of its body.
During the time that Yin Xuege was heading to the moon, this huge world-destroying giant Shura had already begun to join the battle.
Just when Yao Jingming ordered his soldiers to put into the warehouse the countless treasures that Yin Xuege had grown directly from the earth with his magical power, the terrifying world-destroying giant Shura opened his mouth, and a diameter of Hundreds of thousands of light bullets shot out from his mouth and plunged into the huge military formations of the three most holy families.
More than 30,000 large flying boats, countless puppets, warriors and beings in the spirit realm were wiped out in this single light bomb. The attack power of the World-Destroying Giant Shura has completely reached the limit of the Yuanlu world. Unless they are the top masters of the three most holy families, it is impossible for others to survive his attack.
You are the top master of the three most holy families. Your divine soul has reached a height of one hundred feet. You have the most powerful extreme power in the Yuanlu world. You can survive the attack of the world-destroying giant Shura. If you don't reach this level of strength, a casual blow from the World-Destroying Giant Shura can break your body and soul into pieces.
High in the sky, the light of the seven full moons has become dim. Standing on the ground, you can see the twinkling lights and shadows all over the sky.
The descendants of the puppets, as well as the monsters and monsters from all directions who later joined the battle group in large numbers, formed a coalition to attack the first full moon where the three most holy families lived. Outside the battle group, the Lan family, which caused all this, commanded many armies of saint families, watching from a distance.
This battle still needs to be fought.
On the ground, the troops under Jue Jingming were busy, like ants moving, putting the mountains of treasures created by Yin Xuege's magical power into the warehouse. More troops searched all over the mountains and plains for escaped coalition soldiers, and madly hunted down all enemies who dared to resist.
Yin Xuuge's earth-shattering blow caused the coalition soldiers to lose even the last inch of their fig leaf. They had no armor, no weapons, and no healing elixirs. More than half of the coalition soldiers were very sensible. They knelt down on the spot and surrendered directly to Juijing.
All the soldiers of the coalition army composed of tens of thousands of dynasties are the most elite imperial troops and guards in their dynasties. More than half of the soldiers surrendered. As long as Juijing Ming absorbs and digests this huge power, his power will definitely surge again.
But about half of the soldiers, led by the generals, fled in all directions like wasps exploding their nests.
The coalition chose to build the city here because it is a huge plain. On the plain with a radius of hundreds of millions of miles, there are only a few hills with gentle slopes and a few small mountains no more than a few hundred feet high. The rest of the place is as far as the eye can see. The endless flat land.
The naked coalition soldiers spread their legs and fled in confusion under the moonlight. The clear moonlight shone on them, and their smooth skin reflected a beautiful fluorescence.
The army under Jujing Ming rode various mounts and stirred up a storm of death. They easily chased down these fleeing soldiers on the plains, and used the weapons in their hands to kill these enemies who had lost most of their strength.
Without armor, they could not withstand sharp swords; without swords, they could not fight back against the enemy.
There wasn't even a deep mountain or forest for them to hide here. The fleeing coalition soldiers ran around in a daze, and were constantly overtaken by the pursuers behind them. The sound of bones and flesh breaking was so clear in the night, and the blood spurting out when the head was broken was not red under the moonlight, but a black fountain.
Brutal killings were carried out everywhere, and large-scale coalition soldiers were beheaded and beheaded continuously.
From time to time, the fleeing soldiers fell to their knees in despair and surrendered to the enemies who were chasing them. But they no longer have the chance to surrender, because Bai Yuzi is here. Holding the 'Samsara' treasure wheel in his mouth, Bai Yuzi used his magical power to incarnate into millions. Hundreds of thousands of black and red mixed dragon shadows flew back and forth in the air. All the fleeing enemies wherever he passed suddenly struggled. Their life has rapidly drained from their bodies.
"Those who stay in the city obediently cannot be killed, but those who dare to escape are not allowed to stay!"
Bai Yuzi roared crazily, spewing out streams of turbid underworld aura from his mouth from time to time, sweeping across the ground crazily. The lives of countless coalition soldiers were harvested by 'reincarnation', their essence, energy and spirit were swallowed up by reincarnation. Their souls were sent to the six reincarnations. Part of their essence, energy and spirit was transformed into the power of the underworld, which was continuously injected into it. Bai Yuzi's body nourishes his body and soul, and strengthens his magical power.
Bai Yuzi was so happy that the scales all over his body were trembling. He loved the pleasure of this rapid improvement in strength.
He raised his head and looked at the full moon in the sky. It wouldn't be long before he would rush up to those full moons and eat all the guys from the most holy sect.
"Chaos and war are the most harmonious and perfect laws in the world. You idiots have made so many messy laws and made this world lifeless. What's the point of it?"
"Murder, arson, slaughter the city and destroy the country. Without this kind of violent chaos, how could these ants feel the beauty of a peaceful life?"
Bai Yuzi shook his head and roared loudly, loudly spreading his fallacies throughout the plain. He frantically swept through the fleeing soldiers, frantically harvesting their lives.
"In your next life, don't be a good person, you must be a bad person!"
Amid Bai Yuzi's crazy roar, Yin Xuuge casually grabbed hold of the ruins of the original Blood Mopan City, and in the center of the original city, a high platform rose up from the ground according to the Bagua orientation. This high platform is 3,600 feet high. It is crystal clear and composed entirely of a single piece of pure white jade. Countless fine cloud patterns were born on the jade platform, and white and flawless jade lotus flowers grew directly from the high platform.
The entire high platform was shrouded in a layer of rich aura of heaven and earth. The Chaos Fayuan Bell was suspended on the top of the high platform, letting go of a trace of the Dao Qi like a necklace. Yin Xuegue was sitting cross-legged under the Fayuan Bell, and the five-color mysterious light behind him shot straight into the sky. , and once it shakes occasionally, the secrets of the infinite avenue will roll out.
Gold, wood, water, fire, earth, there are countless illusions looming in the colorful mysterious light.
Yin Xuege sat cross-legged on the high platform, Youquan, Rongluo, and Qinghe stood behind him. Youquan and Rongluo both looked serious, but Qinghe grinned and frowned, thinking hard about what he was going to do tonight. What kind of midnight snack should Yin Xuuge make? A bowl of clear noodle soup? Would it be too crude
Countless monks of all races from all over the wilderness were looking at Yin Xuege from a distance. They didn't know what Yin Xuege wanted to do.
Although they have seen Yin Xuege's terrifying magical power and his method of creating treasures out of thin air, these monks can survive in the wilderness. They are all unruly demon kings and demon kings. They are just I respect Yin Xuege, but that's all.
Taoist Huolv, who had already become a disciple of Yin Xuege, was grabbing a few mountain spirits and water monsters he was friends with on weekdays, muttering furtively to the side. Taoist Huolv came close to a few strangely-looking mountain spirits and water monsters. Thin green smoke and purple fire on his five fingers kept flickering, transforming into countless tiny runes.
"Listen to me, brother, and become a disciple of Master. There will be many benefits."
"Now I am the eldest disciple accepted by Master here, and there is only one senior sister above me. You join the master now, and from now on you will be the senior disciples. There will be many junior brothers and sisters below to listen to your orders."
"You don't want to be in the future and let others call you here and there, right?"
"Hurry up and join Master as soon as possible. There are many benefits."
"If nothing else, tell me for yourselves, do you envy me, the Taoist book of Bingding Dao?"
After Huolv Taoist's instigation, several of the mountain spirits and water monsters who were not very smart and usually hung out with Huolv Taoist hesitated for a moment, then howled in a strong wind and quickly flew to the jade platform, towards the jade platform. Yin Xuege knelt down and bowed down.
After kneeling three times and kowtowing nine times, these mountain spirits and water monsters all became Yin Xuege's introductory disciples.
Yin Xuege laughed loudly, and as he laughed, he began to outline mysterious runes in front of him with his hands.
"When you come to my door, Pindao will naturally teach you the supreme way of heaven, so that you will all have a positive background in the future."
"In the Pindao Sect, there are hundreds of millions of sects and countless Taoist teachings from the ancient times, including Taoism, Buddha, ghosts, demons, evil spirits, and demons, all encompassing. Pindao will pass down these Taoisms one by one according to your mind and will. .”
Yin Xuuge looked at these mountain spirits and water monsters with a smile. In the five-color black light behind him, countless golden runes of strange secrets flashed one after another. He began to preach, telling one by one the extremely subtle and profound mysteries of the way of heaven that were at the peak of the cultivation civilization in the Yuanlu world in the ancient times.
He talked about Taoism for a while, then a section of Buddhist scriptures, and a few words about Confucianism's methods of nourishing righteousness, and then immediately turned to the ingenious ways of cultivating poisonous corpses in the ghost realm. In the first sentence, he was still describing the profound meaning of Buddhism's Great Joy Zen method, and in the next sentence, he had already begun to describe the secret technique of Chunyang boy to lock the innate Yuanyang.
A group of monsters and monsters from all over the wilderness were fascinated by what they heard.
They are all evil spirits, and they are all so-called heretics of the Holy Dharma. They struggle to survive in the poor mountains and harsh waters. They have inherited a few broken secrets from some sects in ancient times. They relied on those broken inheritances to cultivate themselves. Earth-shattering tyrannical strength.
But a broken inheritance is broken after all.
They either cannot break through all year round, or they are always at risk of going crazy, or they are always suffering from the backlash of broken skills.
But Yin Xuege showed a mysterious and exquisite world in front of them in a few words, and opened a golden and glorious road in front of them.
Gradually, a rough-tempered demon strode out. They flew onto the high platform and knelt down heavily in front of Yin Xuege.
More and more demons were kneeling down like this, and Yin Xuege's smile became brighter and brighter.
"Today, I am recruiting many disciples. If you are destined, please come to my door."
More and more, tens of thousands of demons from all directions are kneeling down and worshiping under the Yinxue Singing Seat.
(End of chapter)