After killing a Taoist with a wave of his hand, the Sword-Eating Ancestor smiled arrogantly. His treasure did not disappoint him. In fact, his white shovel was already the best in this world in terms of sharpness alone, even in all the worlds.
All ranked high.
After testing out the details and limits of the Xuanhuang Daoqi, the Sword-eating Ancestor's originally somewhat panicked expression calmed down. He waved the shovel in his hand and shouted strangely: "Who is next? Want to take the opportunity to suppress this Ancestor? You are just wishful thinking!"
Seeing that everyone still showed no signs of flinching, after all, once they flinched, this rare opportunity for transcendence might be lost forever, so even the monks with low cultivation levels did not retreat, which made the Sword-Eating Ancestor feel fierce.
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"Very good, it seems that my ancestor didn't kill enough!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a black shadow formed all over his body and he instantly rushed into the crowd.
Chichichichi...!
Suddenly there was a sound of breaking through the sky, and the white shovel danced with the Sword-Eating Ancestor. Every time it struck, hundreds of monks were cut into two pieces. The true spirit did not survive. This was still a blow to those powerful people.
For example, those monks who are not even immortals and gods, just the master sword intention emanating from the shovel has broken the true souls of countless people!
The huge gap between cultivation and realm led to this incredible scene. Upon seeing this, the Sword-eating Ancestor completely demonstrated his mastery of swordsmanship. The shadow of a sky-reaching sword appeared. He stepped on the gray-black river of swordsmanship, which stretched across the sky.
, cleansing away the dominating sword intent like a frenzy.
In just an instant, the monk who had never achieved immortality was wiped out by this sword's true spirit and fell into the clouds. Suddenly, corpses rained down from the boundless wilderness!
"You are all ants, and you dare to spy on transcendent opportunities. You really don't know whether to live or die. Now that you die in the hands of this ancestor, you are lucky!"
But no one thinks that this is luck. Most of the tens of billions of monks gathered from the thirty-six states are those who have not achieved immortality, or have just achieved the realm of immortals. With such cultivation, facing the sword-eating ancestor, they can establish the Tao with one sword.
The Sword Intent of the Realm does not require the Sword-Eating Ancestor to take action. The power of the Sword Intent alone can crush them to death.
"Run away!"
Seeing the corpses falling like rain to the boundless wasteland, the billions of monks from the thirty-six states were extremely frightened. They all flew backwards like crazy. Countless people even yelled at Zhang Qian. If Zhang Qian's Xuanhuang Pagoda hadn't appeared invincible,
Defense gave these monks inexplicable confidence, and they might not rush so far forward.
But they were blinded by their own luck. Who can blame them? Billions of monks in the thirty-six states, regardless of their level of cultivation, were all attracted by transcendent opportunities. They all forgot that although this opportunity was good, it was not something they could covet.
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Under the covert influence of the Great Tribulation Qi, they still came, as if they had all forgotten the power of the Sword-Eating Ancestor.
"Don't run! You are sending yourself to death!"
Panhuang's majestic voice sounded, trying to stop the chaotic crowd, but it was in vain. However, these monks flew back all the way, but they forgot that there was a Tiandao Sect waiting for them behind.
Tiandao Sect attacked the defense of Xuanhuang Pagoda again and again but failed. All the monks in Thirty-Six States were protected by Zhang Qian, leaving him helpless. Just when he was gradually getting ready to accept defeat again, he did not expect that Thirty-Six States
But the monks from the six states ran out on their own.
Tiandao Sect glanced at it and immediately saw the Sword-eating Ancestor on the other side of the boundless monks, wielding a treasure shovel, stepping on the long river of swords and killing, and he immediately understood.
"Want to run? Where can you run?"
In the blink of an eye, countless monks were frightened by the Sword-Eating Ancestor and ran out of the Xuanhuang Pagoda. Panic will spread, and the more it spreads, the greater the panic will be. So many monks retreated, and the result was that many
The monk, who didn't understand the situation at all, also flew backwards.
Buzz!
There was a buzz between heaven and earth, as if time and space had stagnated for an instant. After this stasis, half of the boundless wilderness became dark, but it was the billions of black spears fired by Tiandao Sect that obscured the sun.
brilliance.
When this wave of gun light fell, the monks who ran out of the pagoda's coverage area all turned into ashes, and everything about them returned to the world of heaven and earth. Even because too many monks died at once, after these monks died, they returned to the world of heaven and earth.
At that moment, a rich and unparalleled spiritual energy appeared, clouds of spiritual energy emerged one after another, and a rain of spiritual energy began to fall.
Every monk will absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth when practicing, and even absorb it all the time. The higher the cultivation level of the monks, the more terrifying the power contained in their physical bodies. Once the body dies, this power will turn into the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and return.
Between heaven and earth, this is common sense in all realms.
So many monks died together, and there was so much spiritual energy that returned to the world that it gathered directly into clouds. Countless spiritual clouds merged together, and the rain of spiritual energy that began to patter instantly expanded and turned into a torrential rain.
Every drop of rain is liquefied spiritual energy of heaven and earth. The boundless and dense jungle withstood the torrential rain of spiritual energy falling from the sky. Every plant and tree began to grow like crazy, exuding terrifying vitality.
This scene truly demonstrated to everyone what reincarnation of heaven and earth is, what is the decline and growth of one thing and the other. The death of hundreds of millions of monks is actually the lush growth of countless flowers, plants and trees in the boundless wilderness. The reincarnation of cause and effect is vividly displayed at this moment.
But when countless monks looked at it, they felt cold all over and felt extremely regretful in their hearts.
"Stop squeezing, Tiandao Sect, be careful of Tiandao Sect!"
The monks who had not yet flown out of the pagoda's coverage area screamed, but their voices could not reach far in this chaotic situation.
Great powers like Zhang Qian and Panhuang sensed that the whole world was different the moment they wiped out hundreds of millions of monks in the Tiandao Sect. There were subtle changes and an increase in background. This was a good thing.
, the increase in the world’s heritage will one day allow the world to grow.
But now it is something that shocks everyone.
Because the Tiandao Sect continues to kill like this, the foundation of this world will continue to increase sharply, and will eventually reach the point of forcible promotion, ushering in the catastrophe of collapse after failure.
"If I had known, I would have allowed the Sword-Eating Ancestor to transcend himself, but now this situation..."
Zhang Qian felt faintly regretful, even a little remorseful. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was the one who led this scene. Now he himself didn’t know what to do. There were billions of monks who were in chaos. No one wanted to calm them down.
Unexpectedly, Panhuang is the great emperor of the human race in name, but he kept shouting and shouting, but it was useless. Everyone was frightened by the two killing gods one in front and one behind. They were almost crazy, and they all flew around like headless flies, staying in Xuanhuang.
Under the protection of the pagoda, you will be killed by the Sword-Eating Ancestor, and if you fly out, you will be annihilated by the Tiandao Sect. Both ends are dead ends.
In this situation, everyone is feeling lucky again.
In desperation, everyone had an idea, that is, if they stay here, they will be killed by the Sword-Eating Ancestor. If they fly out, they might still have a chance to survive. No matter how powerful the Tiandao Sect is, they cannot kill people from all directions at the same time.
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As soon as the whole luck mentality appeared, more monks fled.
As for the protection range left in the pagoda? The Sword-Eating Ancestor's treasure shovel can easily break through the defense of Xuanhuang Dao Qi, and the invincible Master Sword Dao can wipe out the true spirits of countless monks with a sweep, and no one dares to stay.