It was snowing heavily, and winter was quietly coming. The winter in the wilderness of the Tianyuan was very cold, which was a disaster for mortals, but for monks, it was just a change of the four seasons.
Xin Zhuo, Tongtian and Haotian walked through the air in the face of the flying snow. The return of Chu Shi and Yuanshi and the free help made them more confident.
But Xin Zhuo frowned. He arranged for Yuanshi and the other two to appear at the critical moment and did not have to show up for the time being. But first, I don’t know if I can deceive those people from Xuan Ce. Second, Yuanshi and the other, he brought a message—
At least 380 ancient families and fifteen emperors and immortal emperors from the seven real worlds have learned the news, and everyone is waiting and watching.
He originally thought that the plan to destroy the five holy lands with a quick knife was now on the surface, and the whole world was waiting and watching! It is unlikely to say that there is no pressure.
It is certainly good to win, but in the future, "there is a great scholar who defends me"!
If you lose, you are a slander who messes with the people. It doesn’t matter to me. Find a place to hide and wait for the future. And the tens of thousands of people who follow you will fall into a place that will never be restored!
Emperor Tongtian asked at this time, "Brother Xin, what are your plans next?"
Xin Zhuo asked, "Do you think they know my true purpose?"
His real purpose is to integrate the resources, spirit gathering arrays, experiences, etc. of the five holy lands, and to enter the Great Dao Lord in one fell swoop. It is too nonsense to fight hard for matters that have nothing to do with cultivation. This matter must not only be hidden from the five holy lands, but also from the Demon Palace and the Demon Palace!
Emperor Tongtian thought for a while and said, "It's not difficult to guess afterwards, but now they are the people who are obsessed with the authorities. They don't have time to think about these things. At most, they are thinking about what will happen if they win or lose?"
Haotian also said, "If you don't say it, I wouldn't have thought of this. I just thought you were trying to avenge your personal revenge."
Xin Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, waved his sleeves to break the barrier of space, and led the two of them to break the void, and instantly arrived above the ruins of the Chaos Holy Land. At this time, the entire ruins were covered with snow, and more than 50,000 monks were sitting cross-legged.
Seeing the three of them coming back, everyone stood up and bowed and bowed: "Old Ancestor Xin!"
Zhao Yizhu, the Empress Hengyuan, the Purple Buddha Emperor, Xiu Lao, Jiang Taibai, Jiang Wugui, Zhao Feixue, Li Qing and the deposed Bai Xuanji and others also all came out. Everyone knew that the final battle to destroy the five holy lands was decided!
Xin Zhuo nodded, glanced around, his voice loud and calm: "The human race has been insignificant for many years, and the five holy places are in vain. They have no wisdom to recognize people, and they have little vengeance with me, Xin Zhuo. In recent years, they have been suppressed by the demon clan and demon clan. They have no ability to protect the cultivators of the human race and the descendants of the starry sky outside, but they are called the Holy Dao Sect. Today, they will be virtuous and cultivated, attacked them, and killed the five holy lands. In the future, I, Xin Zhuo, will lead the heaven and earth human race, and will create the reputation of the ancestors, the glory of the genius of heaven and earth. Everyone has the opportunity to prosper for generations, and the human race will stand on the top of heaven and earth again!"
These words are not very good, but they are enough to inspire people. Countless monks bowed: "Abide by the order!"
Xin Zhuo looked at Zhao Yizhu and the Queen Hengyuan and said, "Zhao Yizhu, you lead 10,000 cultivators to attack the Xuan Holy Land without leaving any tiles; Hengyuan, you lead 10,000 cultivators to attack the deserted holy land, without any grass growing!"
Focusing on Xin Zhuo, facing the two holy places, Xuan Ce, Feng Wushuang and others, Zhao Yizhu and the Empress Hengyuan took the opportunity to copy their hometowns and snatch up the accumulation. This was agreed upon before!
Zhao Yizhu and the Empress Hengyuan received the order, and now each led 10,000 cultivators to leave from the teleportation array restored by the Chaos Holy Land.
There were only more than 30,000 monks left on the spot. These people were all the most loyal and loyal people, and they were all elites.
Xin Zhuo looked at the sky. It should be morning and waved: "Go!"
"Swoosh swish swish swish..."
Xin Zhuo, Tongtian and Xiu Lao, a total of seven great masters, were in front, and Zi Buddha, Haotian, Jiang Taibai and other powerful seventh-step monks were behind. Tens of thousands of monks followed, and tens of thousands flew away like meteors, heading straight to the sky and disappeared in the blink of an eye. ...
"The Master of the Living Cultivation, Xin Zhuo, has been trying to survive and die with the three holy lands of Wangyue, Wuyou and Chaos, and is trying to survive and die with the only remaining Xuan Holy Land, Wuyu and a group of masters representing the peak power of the human race!"
The news blew across the entire Tianyuan battlefield like a wind, like thunder trembling on the ground, shocking millions of cultivators, demons and demons, stunned!
The five holy lands are recognized by cultivators in the world for millions of years, representing the peak of the human race, guarding the sky and suppressing the eight wildernesses. Their strength lies not in the monks, nor in the magic weapons, or the number of people, but in all aspects of terror. For anyone, the five holy lands are all giants. Now, they are destroyed by an unknown person, and they want to fight the final battle with the last two holy lands. This is like a dream, which is incredible.
That's right! Xin Zhuo is a man who is unknown. Although there was a big storm in the Peacock Mountain incident back then, it was just a small matter in a corner of the world. Tens of thousands of years have passed and have long been forgotten. Even if he was taken over by King Mu, he ordered the five holy lands to take action with the Demon Palace and the Demon Palace, but that was King Mu, what did it have to do with him?
Hundreds of ancient families, the three clans who were hiding in the mountains, and ordinary monks who survived by the opportunity from heaven were in full swing.
Countless people asked about Xin Zhuo’s life, who was studied under and where he was born? As a result, this inquiry was astonishing. After the sixth step of entering the country at the age of four thousand years, it disappeared for nearly 30,000 years. It entered the peak of the Daxuan Lord in one fell swoop, destroyed the three holy places in three battles, and defeated Feng Wushuang, Wu Tian and Han Qiuyuehua, among the five strongest people in the human race.
This is definitely breaking some taboo, which makes people confused and difficult to guess.
Therefore, many monks with extremely high cultivation level, in order to see the outcome of the battlefield, explore where the decisive battle is.
In the world, there was a moment of restlessness.
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"Swish--"
Jiang Huan was extremely fast, one step a thousand miles away, from the prosperous mortal city empire, he entered a purple deep mountain in the blink of an eye. On the mountain, there were sun essence and moons falling faintly. After entering the sun essence and moons, he saw eighteen white clouds arranged in a row on each layer of white clouds. On each layer of white clouds, there was a temple palace. On the mountain-square stele in front of the temple, the words Chen, Xu, Zhao and other words were engraved.
As Jiang Huan flew past, a figure flew out from the eighteen white clouds: "Miss Jiang, what's wrong?"
Jiang Huan wiped the sweat from her forehead and said in a deep voice: "Xin Zhuo led the rebels of the three holy lands, at Jiuyang Lake, and the two holy land masters led by Xuan Ce and the five men, to fight to the death!"
The masters of various families were shocked, and one of the old men asked, "I dare to ask Miss Jiang when will the ancestor Jiang come out of seclusion? The eighteen slave families respect the Jiang family as the main force, and have been waiting for the great changes in the world for millions of years!"
Jiang Huan shook her head: "The day of the ancestor's departure is not yet settled, so please be careful!"
After saying that, his figure flashed and he had reached the top of the eighteen white clouds. A mountain top filled with purple air. In front of him was an ancient palace, hundreds of children were practicing martial arts and practicing, a group of women were cleaning clothes with a smile, and laughter was like a paradise.
There is only a statue in the middle. It is a young man in black, with gray hair and a torch, looking straight into the sky, a powerful Taoist rhyme filled all directions! If Xin Zhuo had arrived here, he would definitely be able to recognize that this statue was the young man in black who he met in the depths of his strange memory!
Jiang Huan arrived in front of a hall at this moment, and a young man suddenly walked out of the hall, dressed in white and stood tall, but his appearance was very ordinary. He smiled and said, "Huan'er, are you back? What happened outside."
This young man is Li Chunyuan who had several identities in the real world!
That’s right, Jiang Huan is the elder sister who was already dead and killed by Xin Zhuo! (This chapter ends)