"This continent has been cursed by the world-destroying demon. If you stay here, there will only be more and more ghouls. Even if you protect the Dao of Heaven, you will only end up being swallowed up by ghouls in the end."
"It's better, go to the heavens and worlds with us and achieve the eternal body!"
Sang Rao is obviously very good at words.
His words made many cultivators on this side of the barrier show hesitant expressions on their faces.
Some of these people have received the favor of Di Ming Jue or Jun Muyan.
Some are reluctant to give up this continent where they were born and grew up, and go to a strange world.
But Sang Rao's words made them fear and hesitate.
They want to repay their favor and want to stay on this land.
But I don't want to die!
During this period of time, the ghouls have been raging, and the number of monks on Xiuxian Continent has decreased by one-third.
Many people have witnessed the tragedy of their relatives and friends.
They don't want to follow in that footsteps.
"Sorry, we just want to live!"
These people said in a low voice, a passage appeared in front of them, they ran in without hesitation, and ran to the [Tiantian camp].
There were also some who saw others running and wanted to follow.
However, at this moment, the sound of "dang, clang, clang" came from everyone's ears.
The voice of the six-star tower tool spirit sounded again.
"The selection time for a quarter of an hour is up, and those who choose the camp cannot change it."
"For those who have not yet chosen a camp, this tool spirit will help you choose randomly, and there should be no objection."
The sound just disappeared.
There are many more people in the two camps.
It's just that most of the people who appeared in the camp of the Celestial Beings were rejoiced and excited.
However, the faces of those who appeared in the guardian camp changed drastically.
Some people even couldn't stand the fear of death, and shouted in grief and indignation: "I don't want to choose the protection camp, I don't want to die! Six-star tower tool spirit, do you hear that? I just hesitated just now, and I didn't want to choose at all. Daoist camp, can you send me to the Tongtian camp?"
Of course, he was ignored at all.
And those who failed to choose to change camps in time looked frustrated.
A few people looked at Li Weiran and the others with a bit of resentment and anger.
Li Weiran hooked the corners of his lips, and a bright and mocking smile appeared on his face.
Look, this is human nature!
really interesting!
"Hahahaha!" The cultivator on the side of the sky-reaching area laughed.
The face didn't even have the fear and despair at the beginning of the end, but an indescribable schadenfreude and complacency.
People are so strange!
When he is miserable, he will be in pain, fear, and despair.
However, it is also in hell.
When he sees that others are more miserable than he is, it seems to him that his pain is lessened.
Many people took out the Sumi mustard space and found a room to live in.
On the Continent of Immortal Cultivation, most of the monks who are still alive have good cultivation or good family background.
It is also normal to have a space for the Sumeru Ring.
Some people did not choose to enter the room, but walked up to the barrier, pointed at the panicked and remorseful people here, and laughed endlessly.
Even Di Beixuan, who was still furious before, had a playful smile on his face at this time, and his whole body was relaxed.
fair enough!
Since Mo Qingshan agreed to this bet.
Then he doesn't have to rush to kill Jun Muyan anymore, and he doesn't have to abide by the one-month deadline.
It's just winning a small bet, so there's nothing to worry about.
When this bet is over, it will be the time of Jun Muyan's death, and it will also be the time when the gate of the sky will be opened.