"What are you still doing? Pick something up quickly!"
Not far from the black-shirted young monk, an elder of the Jinting Sect who had just stood firm slapped the young monk's face until it became swollen.
The face of this normally kind elder is indescribably ferocious, and his voice is like a real beast in the abyss roaring, "The sect has cultivated you for a long time, could it be that we sent you here to be in a daze!
"
"Quick! There!"
"Hurry, everyone in that sect is dead, go to them quickly!"
The young monk in black shirt also began to rush forward in a daze. The surviving fellow disciples around him were all rushing forward, and it was impossible for him not to rush forward. He actually did not have any clear goal at this time, but he knew the ground
Countless things have fallen. As long as you rush forward and rush towards the areas that have been impacted by the power of the terrifying destruction magic weapon, you can always catch something.
His ears were filled with shouts and roars.
He could not see the specific picture clearly, because the too chaotic vibration of vitality distorted the light, and the dust and psychedelic light and shadow produced by various impacts and explosions began to fill the abyss.
The only thing deeply imprinted on his mind at this time was chaos.
Chaos that cannot be described in words.
The huge flying escape magic weapons and palaces in the sky that usually make people look up to him and make him feel thrilling just by looking at them are disintegrating. Even though the power of the three saints' magic weapons of destruction has been impacted, those huge wreckage are still in the air.
Floating, still disintegrating and falling.
Some of them don't look like they are burning, but they are constantly collapsing and emitting various flames.
Debris and flames are falling like rain, mixed with the corpses of many powerful practitioners and spiritual beasts. However, the power of the Three Saints' magic weapon of destruction has only stopped for a few breaths. The surviving monks in this abyss
, but seemed to have completely forgotten the fear. That fear seemed to just numb their minds. At this time, countless monks were walking through the abyss like flying ants, as if they were engaged in a predatory process.
carnival.
The shadow of death and carnival coexist.
Among the countless shouts, there were many unsuppressible heavy breathing and cheers for discovering the treasure.
The voice of his master once again sounded in the mind of the young monk in black, "If you can live, you will soon understand why."
He did understand quickly.
There aren't that many whys.
This is the dark law of Chaos Continent.
Just like the Monk Continent now has the Taoist regulations of the Three Saints and the rules they need to follow, the Chaos Continent also has its own rules.
Many sects and monks will fall and disappear in the tide of chaos, but many remaining sects and monks will benefit.
The meager resources of the Chaos Continent cannot support the growing number of monks at all, but this cruel law can allow many sects to continue, and the large amount of resources generated can also create stronger practitioners.
In a sense, the orthodox monks of the Immortal Sect in the Monk Continent rely on abundant spiritual energy to survive and survive by eating spirits, but the monks in the Chaos Continent rely on the flesh and blood of these unfortunate people. They
Like a vulture that devours carrion.
Such a carnival built on death can make countless young monks like him in the Chaos Continent grow up overnight. This young monk from the Jinting Sect is already smart enough and already understands many principles.
But if you have more experience, even those monks from the Chaos Continent who have experienced the last wave of chaos, you will know more.
A female cultivator in a white shirt with a face of more than 20 years old, but with deep vicissitudes of life hidden deep in her eyes, was wandering in the flickering light and shadow like a ghost. She was extremely calm and seemed to have already spotted what she was looking for.
What did she need? In such a chaotic scene, she had already taken what she needed from more than ten different places and put it into the treasure bag in just a few breaths.
At the beginning of the last wave of chaos, she was as young as the young monk in black.
Instead of calling it a massacre of the Three Saints, she preferred to call this kind of 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 Chaos Continent and the Monk Continent to instantly understand the dark laws that exist in the Chaos Continent, and tell them with a lot of harvest why this war is necessary.
Why do the remaining monks from the Chaos Continent flock to the Monk Continent even if countless people die?
Because although a large number of people will die, those who survive can not only plunder a large amount of treasures from the Monk Continent, but also obtain the treasures from the dead Chaos Continent monks.
To the people of the Monk Continent, the tide of chaos is like a swarm of locusts passing through, but for the Chaos Continent, it is a complete redistribution of luck.
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Yi Lei Mountain.
Not long after Liu Anyu left, after Wu Chang Tianzun, who met Xiao Yuzhou and Lu Hexuan, realized that the Three Saints had activated the terrifying magic weapon of destruction for several breaths, everyone in Yi Lei Mountain also began to sense the extraordinary energy.
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 lights appeared in the extremely high altitude.
This glow is like many auroras that only appear in the polar regions.
They seem to be formed from the horizon, but they are connected to another horizon.
"The Three Saints used the magic weapon of destruction."
After all, King Peacock was a monk who had experienced the last wave of chaos. He looked at this strange glow that was clearly imprinted in his mind and felt the terrifying fluctuations in the space. His face instantly became extremely pale.
Even though they knew that Peacock Dharma King was present, it seemed not good to be too happy, but among this group of quasi-Taoist figures, they couldn't help but let out some cheers after a moment of shock.
"The magic weapon of destruction in the Three Saints Dojo can indeed be used." Ma Hongjun now regarded himself as a monk from Yi Lei Mountain, but he did not cheer and felt sad.
What no one expected was the attitude of Peacock Karmapa.
King Peacock frowned deeply and said, "There is not much time left to prepare for Yi Lei Mountain."
Hearing such a sentence, everyone beside Wang Li and behind him suddenly looked at each other.
Ma Hongjun couldn't help but asked: "His Holiness... I dare to ask this junior, didn't you want to find out the truth about Chongchong Mountain before, so you stayed in Yilei Mountain? If you haven't had time to find out, the war has already started.
The army from the Chaos Continent is attacking, what role will you play then? Will you leave Yi Lei Mountain, or?"
The Peacock Dharma King glanced at Ma Hongjun and said, "The world is not either black or white." Ma Hongjun and others immediately looked at each other again.
"His Holiness, your words are too profound and I can't understand them," Ma Hongjun said truthfully.
"Most of the low-end sects and low-end monks obey the orders of the upper-level monks. They have distinct camps, but those upper-level monks, do they want the Chaos Continent to win the Monk Continent in vain? What they want is,
It's just a practical benefit." King Peacock looked at Ma Hongjun and said with deep meaning: "War is just a means to obtain benefits. The camp is just to let the people below not hesitate. I am not among the low-end sects and low-end monks who were mobilized.
Within the camp, there is no need to care about the so-called camp."
There was an uproar.
Monks on the three paths of reforming evil, returning to the right path, and purifying their hearts are all very injured.
This meaning couldn't be more clear.
They are all very low-end.
Countless low-level monks like them were ordered to fight against the upper-level monks.
But what the upper-level monks consider is not how many monks in the Monk Continent they can kill by fighting, but whether they can get what they want.
"So what the Dharma King means is that as long as you stay in Yi Lei Mountain, it means that Yi Lei Mountain has the benefits you want. If anyone comes to attack Yi Lei Mountain, whether it is the army from the Monk Continent or the army from the Chaos Continent, you
Are you all helping Yi Lei Shan to fight with them?" Ma Hongjun looked at Peacock Dharma King with a wry smile and asked for confirmation.
The Peacock King nodded, but then said something that hurt them even more, "The attack of an army of low-end monks is no different from the incoming tide of beasts."
This doesn’t sound nice, but it’s very true.
The monks on the three paths of correcting evil, returning to the right path, and purifying one's mind seemed to have been disappointed, and were speechless.
"Since the Three Saints' magic weapon of destruction has been used, it means that the gathering of monks in the Chaos Continent has reached the final moment. They have almost gathered and are ready to launch a large-scale attack." King Peacock's eyes fell on the faces of Wang Li and others.
He reminded seriously: "After this round of attacks, it will take a few days for the monks in the Chaos Continent to rectify their gathering areas. This is not much different from the expected attack time, but the power of this terrifying and destructive space magic weapon will
To make the beast tide even more frightened, they will feel that there is such a powerful explosion behind them, which will cause the beast tide to advance faster."
Yan Yan's expression was extremely solemn, and she asked seriously: "According to your estimate, how long will it take before a large-scale beast tide sweeps over our place?"
Peacock Dharma King said: "Five to seven days."
After saying this, he felt the space vibration slowly disappear, and said softly as if talking to himself: "The time for the bombardment of this kind of destruction magic weapon in the Three Saints Dojo seems to be shorter than last time. It seems that the inference is not true.
Poor, although this terrifying space magic weapon of the Three Saints will not be destroyed after being used, the cost of preparation, activation, and consumption 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 were killed."
The monks on the three paths of reforming evil, returning to the right path, and purifying one's mind suddenly felt very lucky at this time.
In the last wave of chaos, the three holy weapons of terror and destruction bombarded three assembly areas in the Chaos Continent respectively. As a result, the devastating power killed more than 100,000 people in just dozens of breaths.
of monks.
I heard that the number gathered this time was far greater than before, but I don't know how many people were killed in such a blow.