i, saying: "Kill him!""Buzz buzz buzz!"The countless flame beasts that had just come to a standstill immediately changed direction and charged towards Ghostly Terror one after another.This novel is fi...It was these two, one big and one small, who blocked the demon horde's advance.
Meanwhile, a long sigh suddenly echoed from the demon horde: "Gu Bulao, do you know that even if you stop me, Daozun still has other means If I'm not mistaken, he should have appeared by now!"
Hearing this voice from within the demon horde, the middle-aged man said expressionlessly, "What further schemes does the Daoist Venerable have I don't care, I only need to stop you!"
Of course, this middle-aged man was Ginger Cloud's master, Gu Bulao.
And the demon horde before him was originally a force belonging to the Temple of Slaughter that had been preparing to go to the Savage World to participate in the war!
As for the voices that came from among those demons, it was naturally the demon cultivator, Jiang Yun, who had never appeared and always remained hidden!
The Demon Slayer's voice continued, "Gu Bulao, I'm very curious. You, me, and the Dao Lord had already reached a consensus, but why did you suddenly change your mind at the time of this great war"
"Could it be that you are willing to help the Annihilation Nine Clans and betray all cultivators outside of the Nine Clans"
Gu Bulao fell silent for a moment, then shook his head. "You don't need to put labels on me, whether it's the Annihilation of Nine Clans or those of us who are outside the Nine Clans, in my heart, none of them compare to my disciples!"
"Your disciple" That voice carried a hint of confusion. "You mean the little fellow behind you"
"What does this war between us and the Nine Tribes of Extinction have to do with him"
"You don't understand, and you shouldn't ask! "
Gu Bulao suddenly stood up slowly: "I know, you have allowed me to stop you until now, which is already showing great mercy. Next, you should make your move!"
"If you defeat me, then you can lead your demon army to the Savage World. I will no longer interfere in the war!"
But if you lose, then this war, no matter who wins or loses, will have nothing to do with either of us!
After a brief silence, the demon cultivator's voice rang out once more: "Very well, as you say, we shall fight!"
"Roar!"
As his voice faded, the countless demonic beasts standing motionless in the void suddenly roared in unison and retreated to both sides, revealing a path. And from this path, a figure slowly stepped out.
……
Above the barbaric world, just as the sound of "oh no" echoed from the sky's descent, gates suddenly appeared in various parts of the world.
These gates were only a hundred feet in size, completely black. On both sides of each gate was a ferocious ghost head, a zhang (unit of measurement) in size. Their eyes were closed tightly and their crimson tongues protruded outwards, like door rings.
Before the crowd could understand what was happening, those previously tightly shut doors swung open with a thunderous crash.
From within it surged forth billows of black gas, madly rushing towards all living beings!
At this moment, Jiang Yun finally understood the words of the woman in white before her death. They were not a threat!
He didn't know if others could recognize these gates, but he knew, this was—the ghost gate!
When the gates of hell open, it connects the realms of the living and the dead, allowing spirits from the netherworld to enter the mortal world.
The Ghost Clan is a race from the Netherworld. Though Jiang Yun isn't unfamiliar with this group, he wouldn't say he understands them well.
Originally, he still thought the Ghost Clan belonged to one of the Nine Destructive Clans, until he entered the Illusory Realm and realized it was not so.
Even in the ancient times, the boundary between life and death remained insurmountable.
The Ghost Clan remains an extremely special group, even the people of the Annihilation Nine Clans like Huang Junyan are unclear about their origins.
But now it seems, Dao Zun is clearly in contact with the Ghost Clan, and to deal with the Nine Extinction Clans, he even invited the Ghost Clan.
He even recalled the meaning of the four words "un-killable" spoken by the woman in white earlier.
Because the same words, I had also heard from the ghost's mouth back then.
Obviously, this woman in white belongs to the Ghost Clan!
And her true form, is also in the realm of death!
If her avatar didn't die, the Netherworld wouldn't have opened. But now that her avatar is dead, the Netherworld has been opened.
Emerging from the underworld, these are merely ghostly apparitions. Once they infiltrate a living being's body, they immediately rob them of their consciousness, turning them into puppets controlled by the true ghost clan.
These ghosts don't distinguish between friend and foe. They invade the bodies of both the members of the Slaying God Hall and the cultivators from the three major clans without hesitation. It's clear that the Daoist Venerable doesn't care about the lives of the Slaying God Hall cultivators.
He only needs to prevent the Three Clans from continuing to form the Nine Blood Chain Formation and continuing to hold the advantage in this battle.
"What to do!"
At this moment, Tianluo's anxious voice rang in Jiang Yun's ear again. It seemed that he had no way to deal with these ghosts and ghost races.
Although Jiang Yun is not afraid of ghostly energy and can even devour it, the current number of ghost gates appearing is over a hundred, and the amount of ghostly energy emanating from them is in the tens of thousands.
Furthermore, with nearly ten million living beings in this realm, it would be too easy for ghostly Qi to enter their bodies. Even with his ability to create avatars, he wouldn't be able to devour all that ghostly Qi one by one. Thus, a cold light flashed in his eyes as he said, "There's only one way now!"
"What can we do!"
"Summon the three clans for a sacrifice, requesting their sacred artifacts to act."
"Even a sacred relic wouldn't be able to handle this ghostly energy, would it"
"The artifacts are not wielded to fight off malevolent spirits, but to protect their respective clans!"
"I know!"
As the last word fell with the setting sun, the three sacred artifacts, which had remained unmoving all along, finally activated simultaneously!
Next, Jiang Yun's gaze suddenly turned to Man Shang and said: "Man Shang, withdraw the power of the Domain Master from me, protect your demon clan, and then..."
Above the five peaks of the Great Wilderness, the five tribal chiefs sitting cross-legged, with their sleeves raised, saw streaks of wilderness patterns spreading across the entire wilderness world like a tidal wave.
These ravines seemed to have eyes, able to pinpoint their kin with uncanny precision, even encompassing the wild soldiers and those armies who had willingly joined the Wild Tribe.
The towering trunk of the Samsara Tree also trembled violently, with golden leaves fluttering down from its branches and transforming into streaks of golden light that enveloped their kin and cultivators.
Within the primordial yang, that colossal dragon head opened its eyes once more. Its maw gaped wide, unleashing waves of powerful suction that drew in both its kin and cultivators into its gaping mouth.
Facing the actions of the three tribes' sacred objects, the Soul Race and Demon Race almost simultaneously attacked, releasing their own powers to protect their respective people.
In the blink of an eye, the originally boisterous and fierce battlefield, apart from those top-tier powerhouses who were not afraid of ghostly aura and still fighting, was left with only the five clan artifacts frantically protecting their respective clans.
The Màn Shāng also stirred up a dense mist of five colors, countless small insects protecting every demon race.
Although this entire process sounds lengthy, in reality, it was all completed within the blink of an eye.
And at this time, Jiang Yun also looked at Man Shang again and softly said, "Make a move!"
A look of pity and sorrow flashed in Man Shang's eyes, but he still nodded resolutely. With a wave of his wide sleeve, a deafening roar echoed through the heavens. A tremendous tremor shook the very earth of the Savage World from beneath.
And from the mouth of Man Shang, came four words uttered softly: "This world, destroyed!"
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