They are monsters known as "Reapers".
Huge hollow heads swung around, as if sensing the living creatures beside them.
Under the distorted head, there is no neck and limbs that normal creatures should have, only some sickle-like tentacles flying around.
"Each head has an aura that is close to the stage of transformation..."
Wei Wuya and the others came to a shocking conclusion after scanning it with their spiritual sense.
"this… "
There were no more than twenty Transformation Gods present, and the first batch of harvesters alone had more than a dozen of them, and it was unknown how many monsters would come later.
Not to mention that there is a white Taoist who is eyeing him.
Everyone is full of thoughts at the moment.
At this moment, a silver ball of light floated out from the last silver gate.
The silver ball of light continuously sends out bursts of warm feeling, which makes people unconsciously want to hold it in their arms.
"Good corpses, evil corpses, and this is..." For some reason, Wei Wuya's mind kept recurring in the anthology of ghosts he read back then, and the description of killing the three corpses.
"The Dark Gate is the corpse that bears his evil thoughts.
The silver ball of light is the good corpse that carries his kind thoughts.
What exactly is Baitong's incarnation carrying..."
The cultivator of Huashen has excellent control over his own memory, and it is reasonable to say that he will hardly forget anything about himself, but he is still a little vague about the anthology of killing three corpses.
"That's Wushi." Zhenjun Yuye next to him softly answered the doubts in Wei Wuya's mind.
"No corpse?"
"This Bai Taoist's method of beheading the three corpses, the core essence of the three corpses is the same obsession."
"What obsession?" Everyone used their spiritual thoughts to transmit voices, retreating while fighting, and flew towards the air layer of Jiutiangang under the heavy rain of spirit stones, trying to retreat strategically before planning for future affairs.
Everyone's curious eyes focused on Zhenjun Yuye, waiting for the next answer.
"End of this involuntary world," he continued.
"..."
"The evil corpse chooses the method of killing, slaughtering the common people."
"Since all problems are due to the existence of life, if they are all killed, the problems will naturally disappear."
"..."
"No wonder it is full of true meaning of killing and destruction."
"Is this the enemy of all living things?"
"It turned out to be pure destruction... What a lunatic, not solving the problem, only solving the person who caused the problem."
"What Wushi chooses is Taoism, which extends infinitely."
"If the growth of living space and resources cannot keep up with the expansion of the number of monks and their desires, then create a world that can be infinitely extended and can accommodate all the desires in the world."
"..."
"is it possible?"
"People will never be enough, even if he is a real immortal, he will never succeed."
"What about the good corpse?"
"The good corpse chose to control the law and control everything.
"The main contradiction has always been distribution..."
"Wait, I have a question."
"I have it too… "
"That's why... why do you know so much?! What is your relationship with this white man?!"
Zhenjun Yuye is the Supreme Elder of Zixuanzong, another sect of Huashenzong in Nanya Prefecture, and his background trajectory is not mysterious. It is logically impossible to know so much confidential information belonging to visitors from outside the sky.
"Because I... it's him."
At this moment, Zhenjun Yuye's eyes suddenly shone with silver light, and a wave of silver wave rushed towards him in all directions.
"Danger!"
"spread!"
There is no need for anyone to say it, the bodies of these veteran monks reacted immediately.
"Now I am him too."
"And I."
…
"Hurry up... run away... all... everything... is... fake..." Ji Xuande, the elder of the Yanghuo Palace who fell behind, had most of his body already infiltrated by the silver brilliance, but he was still conscious for the last few seconds. , leaving Wei Wuya with a long paragraph of unclear meaning.
"Everything is false?" After escaping from birth, Wei Wuya had time to chew on Ji Xuande's last words.
At this time, there were more than twenty morphing gods and more than one hundred infants, only eight morphing gods and twelve nascent infants remained, and the rest were all submerged by the silver light.
"Sovereign Sect Master, what are your plans?" Among those who survived by chance, the one with the highest level of cultivation was the Sect Master of Sect Master in the late stage of transformation.
"Gather the power of the five continents, and fight to the death with Moran!" He didn't seem to be frightened by what happened just now, but was still full of confidence, as if he still had some trump cards.
Everyone flew up to the nine heavens and looked far away with their spiritual thoughts. They could still vaguely see the center of the rain of spirit stones that had just fallen suddenly.
"As far as the current situation is concerned, our main enemies are the black magic dye and the silver magic dye. The black magic dye aims to destroy everything, and the silver magic dye aims to control everything..."
They still remember the information provided to Zhenjun Ye just now, and they don't know what kind of situation he is.
"There are 18 monsters in total. It seems that the black door can no longer transmit new demon monsters." A Nascent Soul cultivator with special detection methods reported.
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"Eighteen transformation gods and monsters, if we can gather the power of Yuanyang Realm and call up those old monsters who have retreated, we should be able to gather fifty transformation gods..."
"But what about the silver magic dye?" In the eyes of many high-level monks, the black magic dye that declared to destroy everything is not that big of a threat, but the silver magic dye just broke out and took away more than a dozen people. Fellow.
It has been countless years since Yuanyang Realm hasn't had a one-time double-digit casualty of a cultivator who transforms spirits. For them, the silver magic dye is a serious problem for them.
"Don't worry about Yin Moran, there won't be another outbreak of Yin Moran that could endanger Nascent Soul Huashen cultivator." Wei Wuya said suddenly at this moment.
"Why did Elder Wei say that?"
"This message was left by Ji Xuande, the Supreme Elder of our sect, before he was completely demon-tainted."
"So our enemies are those ten or so former comrades?"
"That's right."
"The Bai Taoist's Wushi doesn't seem to be hostile to us, and judging from Yu Yezhenjun's explanation just now, although the idea of Wushi is unrealistic, it is at least harmless to us and the world. Can consider cooperation... "
"But how can we get in touch with it?"
"No."
"..."
"I have a method." The Demon Slayer Sect Master gave an unexpected reply.
"Dangmo, you actually have a way to contact it?"
When they were just stained by the silver demon, several Huashen Zhenjun who were less demon-tained not only broke free with their own strong will, but also obtained some precious things from the silver demon. intelligence.
The Demon Lord is one of the existences who escaped from the magic.
"The information in the silver light records that no matter where we are, as long as we close the six senses and try to comprehend the way of heaven, we will have the opportunity to enter the world created without corpses.
Its name is:
The land of whiteness. "