"Why are you still standing there? Pick up something!"
Not far from the black-shirted young monk, an elder of Jinting Sect who had just stood firmly slapped a young monk's face and swollen.
The face of this elder who was usually very kind on earth is now indescribable. His voice is like the roaring beast in the real underworld abyss, "The sect has cultivated you for a long time, are you sending you here to daze!
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"Quick! There!"
"Hurry, all the people from that sect are dead, go to their place!"
The young monk in black clothes also began to sweep forward in a daze. The surviving fellow disciples beside him were rushing forward, and it was impossible for him not to rush. He actually had no clear goal at this time, but he knew the ground
Countless things fell, as long as you rush forward and rush to areas that have been impacted by the power of the terrifying magic weapon of destruction, you can always catch something.
His ears were filled with harsh shouts and roars.
He couldn't see the specific picture clearly, because the too disordered vibration of the energy made the light distorted, and various dust and psychedelic lights and shadows produced by the impact and explosion began to permeate this dark abyss.
The only thing deeply imprinted in his mind at this time was chaos.
Confusion that cannot be described in words.
The huge flying magic weapons in the air that are usually thrilling and that just glances at him will make him feel thrilling. The Dharma Hall is disintegrating. Even though the power of the Three Saints' magic weapons of destruction has already impacted, the huge wreckage is still in the air.
Floating, still constantly disintegrating and falling.
Some of them don't look like they are burning, but they are constantly collapsing and emitting various flames.
The wreckage and flames were falling like rain, mixed with many powerful cultivators and spiritual beasts. However, the power of these three saints' magic weapon to destroy only took several breaths. The monks who survived this underworld abyss
But it seemed that they had completely forgotten their fear. That fear seemed to just numb their minds. At this time, countless monks who were walking through this underworld abyss like flying ants were like predation.
carnival.
The shadow of death coexists with carnival.
Amid countless loud shouts, many unstoppable heavy breathing sounds and cheers of discovering treasures.
The young monk in black shirt heard his master's voice again in his mind, "If you can live, you will soon understand why this is."
He really understood very quickly.
There are not so many whys.
This is the dark law of the chaotic continent.
Just as the monks' continent now have the Three Saints' laws and the laws they need to follow, the chaotic continent also has its own laws.
Many sects and monks will fall and disappear in the tide of chaos, but many sects and monks who survive will benefit.
The barren resources in the chaotic continents cannot raise the increasing number of monks at all, but this cruel law can allow many sects to continue, and the large amount of resources generated from this can also create stronger practitioners.
In a sense, the orthodox monks of the immortal sect in the continental area are born with abundant spiritual energy and continue to eat spirits, but the monks of their chaotic continental area live by the flesh and blood of these unfortunate people.
It's like a vulture that devours carrion.
Such a carnival built on death can allow countless young monks in the chaotic continent like him to grow up overnight. This young monk from Jinting Sect is already smart enough and has already understood many principles.
But if you experience more, or even experience the last tide of chaos, monks in the chaotic continents will know more.
A white-clothed cultivator with a face over 20 years old but deep in her eyes was hiding a deep vicissitudes of life wandering in the light and shadows like a ghost. She was extremely calm and seemed to have already seen what she had seen long ago.
What is needed? In such a chaotic scene, she had taken what she needed from more than ten different places in a few breaths and put it into her treasure bag.
At the beginning of the last tide of chaos, she was also as fresh as this young monk in black.
When she encountered a massacre called the Three Saints, she would rather call such a killing a blood sacrifice before the war.
Such a blood sacrifice can allow the younger generation of monks who have never participated in the war between the Chaotic Continent and the monks' continent to understand the dark laws that exist in the Chaotic Continent, and use a lot of gains to tell them why this war is necessary.
Why even if countless people fell, the remaining monks in the chaotic continental territory flocked to the monks' continental territory?
Because of course a large number of people will die, the survivors can not only plunder a large number of treasures from the monks' continent, but also obtain treasures from the dead monks in the chaos continent.
The tide of chaos is like a swarm of locusts passing through to the monk continent, but for the chaotic continent, it is a complete redistribution of luck.
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Yilei Mountain.
Liu Anyu had just left shortly after he met Xiaoyuzhou and Lu Hexuan. After the Wuchang Heavenly Lord realized that the Three Saints had activated several breaths of the terrifying magic weapon of destruction, everyone in Yilei Mountain began to sense extraordinary aura.
When everyone looked up at the sky in shock, before they were sure that this was the power of walking in the void, a large number of strange glows had appeared in the extremely high altitude.
This glow is like many aurora that only appears in the polar regions.
They seem to form from the horizon, but they also connect to another horizon.
"The Three Saints used the magic weapon of destruction."
After all, the Peacock Dharma King was a monk who had experienced the last tide of chaos. He looked at the strange glow clearly imprinted in his mind and felt the terrifying fluctuations in space, and his face turned pale in an instant.
Although it seemed that it was not good to be too happy to be present, among these quasi-Daozi figures, after a moment of shock, they couldn't help but cheer.
"The destructive magic weapon of the Three Saints Temple can indeed be used." Ma Hongjun has now regarded himself as a monk from Yilei Mountain, but he did not cheer, and he felt resentful.
What everyone did not expect was the attitude of the Peacock Dharma King.
The Peacock King frowned deeply and said, "There is not much time left for Yilei Mountain."
Hearing this sentence, everyone beside Wang Li and behind him looked at each other.
Ma Hongjun couldn't help but ask: "Dharma King... I dared to ask, "Your Majesty, you didn't want to figure out the truth about the Mount of Catching the Insects before, so you stayed in the Mount of Yilei. If you had not yet figured it out, this battle had begun.
The army of the chaotic continent has attacked. What role will you play then? Are you leaving Yilei Mountain or?"
The Peacock King glanced at Ma Hongjun and said, "The world is either black or white." Ma Hongjun and others immediately looked at each other again.
"Dharma King, your words are too profound and you can't understand." Ma Hongjun said the truth.
"Most low-end sects and low-end monks obey the will of the upper-level monks. Their camps are clear, but what those upper-level monks want is the chaotic continental region to win the name of the monks' continental region? What they want,
It's just a practical benefit." The Peacock Dharma King looked at Ma Hongjun and said meaningfully: "War is just a means to gain benefits, and the camp just lets the people below not be confused. I am not in the low-end sects and low-end monks who have been mobilized.
There is no need to care about the so-called camp in the camp."
There was an uproar.
The monks on the three paths of change of evil, the Return to the Right Road and the Clear Heart Road were all very injured.
This is the meaning.
They are all low-end.
Countless monks who were as low-end as them were ordered to fight from the upper-level monks.
But what the upper-level monks were considering was not how many monks in the continent they could kill after fighting, but whether they could get what they wanted.
"So the Dharma King means that as long as you stay in Yilei Mountain and have not left yet, it means that Yilei Mountain has the benefits you want. If anyone attacks Yilei Mountain, whether it is the army of the monks or the army of the chaotic continent, you
Are you all helping Yilei Mountain to have sex with them?" Ma Hongjun looked at the Peacock Dharma King with a wry smile and sought to prove it.
The Peacock King nodded, and then said something that made them even more hurt, "The attack of the low-end monks is no different from the tide of beasts."
This is not nice, but it is very real.
The monks from the three ways of changing the evil path, the Return to the Right Path and the Clear Heart Path seemed to be disappointed and speechless.
"Since the Three Saints' magic weapon of destruction has been used, it means that the monks in the chaotic continent have gathered to the last moment and have almost gathered together. We are ready to launch a large-scale attack." The Peacock Dharma King's eyes fell on the faces of Wang Li and others.
He reminded seriously: "After this round of attacks, the monks gathering place in the chaotic continent will be rectified in a few days, which is not much different from the expected attack time, but the power of this terrifying devastating space magic weapon will
It makes the beast tide even more frightened. They will feel that such a power explodes behind them, which will intensify the speed of the beast tide moving forward."
Yan Yan's expression was extremely solemn. She asked seriously: "As you expect, how long will it take for a large-scale beast tide to sweep into us?"
The Peacock Dharma King said: "Five to seven days."
After saying this, he felt the slowly disappearing of the vibration of space, and said softly as if he was talking to himself: "The time for bombardment of this magic weapon in the Three Saints Temple seems to be a little shorter than last time. It seems that the inference is indeed not
Badly, although the terrifying space magic weapon of the Three Saints will not be damaged after being used, the cost of preparation and activation seems to be too high. And it seems that the use time of this magic weapon will be shortened every time it is used."
"I don't know how many people I killed."
The monks from the three ways of changing the evil path, returning to the right path and Xixin Road suddenly felt very lucky.
In the last tide of chaos, the three terrifying destruction magic weapons of the Three Saints bombarded three gathering places in the Chaotic Continent. As a result, the devastating power killed more than 100,000 in just dozens of breaths.
monk.
I heard that the number of gatherings was far greater than before, so I don’t know how many people fell in such a blow.