Above the wilderness, the murderous massacre below King Anlan has stopped.
At this moment, he was just standing quietly in the sky over the deserted area, as if he was closing his eyes to rest his mind.
Hu Yanzhuo and Ren Hongyuan also guessed that King Anlan was waiting for changes on Faxiang Mountain.
Behind Hu Yanzhuo and Ren Hongyuan, the palace masters of Jiugong Dao, as well as the reinforcements from Tianyan Dao and Baimei Dao, had already recovered from their frightened state, with only a very clear and sober look in their eyes...
…
despair.
They were sober and had no hope.
Qixing Mountain chose to come to the rescue, but the owner of Qixing Mountain was stopped by six other powerful kings.
But Tianji Pavilion, a place they once had high hopes for, chose to close the door tightly at this time and not interfere.
The other great religious forces did not speak at this time... The meaning was already obvious. They believed that the massacre of King Anlan was a grudge between the wilderness and King Anlan himself, and they were unwilling to be enemies with King Anlan.
, even, I am happy to see Qixing Mountain suffer losses and be suppressed.
Each of them is at least a strong person in the Dongzhen Realm, but at this time, their auras are weak, and they can't even show a trace of fighting spirit.
They know that entering the current wilderness is like a fish on the chopping block. As long as King Anlan is willing, all the creatures in their area, including the great monks like them, will evaporate in an instant, without even a trace of powder remaining.
King Anlan seemed to be aware of everyone's emotions. He raised his ridiculously handsome thin lips and said with a smile: "You still have an hour."
Everyone seemed to understand something at this moment, and several people looked at Hu Yanzhuo.
Hu Yanzhuo understood the thoughts of these people and said calmly: "Everyone, cultivation is not easy. Rather than staying here and dying in vain, it is better to choose to leave. I, Hu Yanzhuo, do not blame you..."
As soon as this statement came out, several people were moved.
A middle-aged man with yellow hair stood up, cupped his fists with both hands, and said: "Taoist Master Huyan, I have been practicing for less than 100,000 years. I have the hope of seeking enlightenment in the future. We have known each other for tens of thousands of years. Thank you, Taoist Master Huyan, for helping me!"
After saying that, he turned around and said to an old man in silver robe beside him: "Brother Situ, let's go!"
However, the old man in silver robe did not move, he just looked at the yellow-haired middle-aged man quietly.
"You won't leave? Are you going to stay here and die?" the middle-aged man said.
These two people, the old man in silver robe is the first palace lord of Silver Moon Palace, Situ Yun, and the middle-aged man with yellow hair is the second palace lord of Silver Moon Palace, Fu Yang. The two have worked together for tens of thousands of years and have a deep relationship.
"I'd better stay." Situ Yun's silver hair fluttered slightly in the wind, and his eyes seemed a little dazed.
"Brother Situ!" Fuyang said excitedly: "I also have feelings for Jiugong Dao! I don't want to see it destroyed in front of me!"
"But now... Jiugong Road is destined to be destroyed!"
"Is there any hope of survival?"
"What's the difference between staying here and dying?"
Fuyang looked at Situ Yun, his voice was hoarse, and he earnestly persuaded him. He didn't care about others, but Situ Yun, a fellow Taoist who had been with him for so many years, he couldn't bear to watch him die like this.
"Send yourself to death..." The confusion in Situ Yun's eyes gradually dissipated. He turned to look at Situ Yun and said calmly: "What's wrong with sending yourself to death?"
"I, Situ Yun, joined Jiugong Dao when I was three hundred and forty-one years old. At that time, I was just a Nascent Soul monk with very weak qualifications..."
"If there were no Jiugong Dao, my normal life trajectory would be to have no hope of breaking through the world and die in a few hundred years..."
"But now, I have lived for 110,652 years. These 110,311 years..."
Situ Yun's old body trembled slightly: "It can be said that all my years of practice, Situ Yun... were spent in the Nine Palaces Dao!"
"Now, even if Jiugong Road is about to be destroyed, I am not willing to leave."
"You are right, under the current situation, there is no difference between this and death..."
"But I, Situ Yun... am willing to die together with Jiugong Dao!"
Having said this, Situ Yun's old eye circles turned slightly red. He turned around and shouted towards the far north: "Where is the Silver Moon Palace sequence!"
"exist!"
In the distant Silver Moon City, countless Silver Moon Palace disciples greeted him loudly.
Situ Yun slowly stopped, the reddish eye circles disappeared, and his old face became solemn: "Do you remember the ritual that the sect requires you to do before every martial arts competition!"
"Go back to the palace master, remember!"
"good!"
Under the cracked sky, Situ Yun responded,
Swish——
light flashes,
He drew out the sword from his waist,
He shouted the line that everyone in Jiugong Road is very familiar with:
"Jiugong Dao... fight!"
"Jiugong Dao... fight!"
The Silver Moon Palace sequence raised the swords in their hands together,
"Jiugong Dao, fight!"
The Cangliu Palace sequence flew out of Cangliu City, raised the weapons in their hands,
"Jiugong Dao, fight!"
In Jiugong City, among the desperate residents, countless disciples wearing serial uniforms flew out. Their eyes were filled with a look of death: "Jiugong Dao, fight!"
"war!"
"war!"
"war!"
Situ Yun held up his sword with tears streaming down his face, but at this moment his voice was extremely passionate:
"We, the monks, have gone against the will of heaven, how could we die in humiliation!"
"Only fight! Only die in the battle! Our life of defying nature will not be in vain!"
Ren Hongyuan looked down at Jiugongdao, who was boiling again with fighting spirit. He took a deep breath and took out the sword from his waist.
He wants to be the first to take action.
But suddenly, he suddenly saw the aura around Hu Yanzhuo fluctuating violently, and the power of countless laws flickering, as if it would explode at any time.
"Master Huyan, you..."
The next moment, he was shocked to see,
Hu Yanzhuo's head full of white hair quickly turned black at this moment. His old and ugly skin became white and shiny at this moment, and the original image of a sloppy old man was gone!
Hu Yanzhuo once again transformed into what he had been a hundred thousand years ago. The smell of decay disappeared. He was full of heroic spirit, and his whole body was filled with powerful strength and confidence!
The once arrogant genius, Hu Yanzhuo, is back again!
boom!
All over Hu Yanzhuo, fragments of the Nine Laws emerged, shattered and merged in an instant, and gathered on Hu Yanzhuo's body, becoming extremely harmonious.
Ren Hongyuan was so excited that he trembled all over: "This... this is the transformation of law into the Tao!"
The law transforms into the Tao! It is the sign of breaking through to the realm of Taoism!
Hu Yanzhuo,
At this moment, he finally broke through the cave reality that had troubled him for a hundred thousand years and successfully asked!
Moreover, it is through the law of time that we have reached the realm of inquiry!
Buzz——
At this moment, the heaven and the earth are echoing, the way of heaven has changed, another source of truth is produced, and the realm of inquiry has been reached!