Chapter 448: Destruction

"this……"

"what's the situation?"

"Taoist Master, please take back your magical powers!"

"What did you blow up?"

In the live broadcast room, everyone was stunned and speechless.

In the picture, the Taoist holds the altar high, steps and fights, casts spells and recites incantations, causing clouds of calamity to fill the sky, and thousands of thunderbolts to scare away.

"Boom!"

Thousands of thunders cracked down from the sky, as if the sky was furious and struck the void. The void suddenly disappeared, revealing a cave heaven and a blessed land.

In the blessed land of cave heaven, there are many pavilions, palaces and temples, misty clouds and mist, and the atmosphere of an immortal family.

But such a fairyland is now in danger. Tens of thousands of thunders are bombarding it, making the mountain gate tremble. Many formations collapse, all the restrictions collapse, the pavilions are on fire, the palace collapses, and countless sounds of shock and anger echo.

"Who the devil dares to assassinate me, Fulong Mountain!?"

Hearing an angry shout, Shi Potian came out in shock, and flew into the sky. He looked at the blessed land with splitting eyes, at the high altar that stood on the top of the mountain, made of nine rituals, and the Taoist who was casting spells sternly on the altar. Frightened and angry, hatred surged into the sky.

Hate, hate, hate, hate this man for ruining his sect's plans and destroying the lifeblood of his blessed land!

After ancient times, the immortals and gods disappeared, and the aura of the human world suddenly deteriorated. Countless monks felt desperate and had no choice but to follow the trend and use the method of the cave to trap the souls of heaven and earth to continue their practice.

Everyone knows that this kind of practice is to drink poison to quench thirst. The person in this world is extraordinary, and the way of heaven is by no means false, but manifested in essence. Every drink and every peck has a certain number. The cycle of cause and effect will inevitably lead to reward.

The cultivator asked, between good and bad times, if you seize the creation of heaven and earth, and invade the mysteries of the sun and moon, you already have a calamity to go through. If you practice this method of piercing the sky again, thinning the world and fattening yourself, the cause and effect will be even more involved, and the calamity will inevitably deepen. Four The Nine Heavens Tribulation becomes the Nine Nine Heavens Tribulation, or even the Heavenly Punishment Tribulation is possible.

Such a practice, such a calamity, is it not drinking poison to quench thirst?

But this dilemma is not unsolvable. There is a glimmer of opportunity that can go against fate, and that is merit!

The power of killing demons, the power of saving the world!

Red moon night, extraterrestrial demon!

Originally, the founder of Fulong Mountain had already planned to use the last fifty years to send successors to the world, slay demons and demons, use this merit to eliminate cause and effect, and then take advantage of the situation to unify the blessed land and enter the world.

In this way, there is a chance of life in the calamity, from ten deaths to nine deaths. In addition, they have painstakingly collected various secret techniques to survive the calamity. As long as they are used properly, there is hope to survive this severe calamity.

But now the hope is dashed!

Before the time limit has passed and the merits have not been completed, there will be demons who interfere with it, causing the disaster to befall early.

The sect's grand plan collapsed.

The hope of survival in a desperate situation is cut off.

How can you not hate someone?

"Demon, come and die!"

The Taoist roared, flew out of the blessed land with his flying light, and headed towards the Jiuyi High Altar.

At this point, it's useless to hate.

It is not too late.

The way of heaven is destroying and the calamity is advanced, and it must be related to this person. If he can be killed and the altar ritual is destroyed, things may turn around a little bit.

With this thought in mind, the Taoist, Master Fulong, rushed out of the gate of Fudi Mountain in his escaping light.

However……

"Boom!"

As soon as the light escapes from the blessed land, the sky is filled with thunder and disaster clouds are rolling in, turning them into disasters for the cultivators.

Heavenly calamity, heavenly calamity!

Be an ordinary person by following the rules, become an immortal by going against the will, practice immortality and seek enlightenment, and go against the will of heaven, you will have your own destiny and test.

The cultivation level of Yuan Ying, the master of Fulong Sect, has reached the minimum standard for heavenly tribulation, but he has been lurking in the blessed land, pushing back the catastrophe of Yuanying again and again, making the cause and effect worse and worse.

As a result, now, as soon as we leave the blessed land, heaven will sense it, and the calamity cloud will immediately form.

"This calamity cloud..."

"Could it be..."

"Sixty-nine heavenly tribulations?"

"Or the Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulation?"

Seeing the gathering clouds of calamity, twisting like a whirlpool, revealing the possibility of destruction, everyone in the live broadcast room was frightened, and the monks were even more horrified.

There are countless catastrophes, ninety-nine passes.

For ordinary monks, it would be extremely difficult and dangerous to survive only four or nine heavenly tribulations, let alone six or even nine or ninety-nine heavenly tribulations.

Except for those peerless geniuses who are immortals in the Tao body, who can survive such an extreme calamity?

Lord Fulong, is he a Taoist immortal?

Obviously not!

He is just an ordinary righteous Nascent Soul.

So that...

"boom!!!"

The escape light that rushed out of the gate of the blessed land was directly hit by a thunderbolt. The light suddenly scattered, and the figure of the cultivator appeared. He hastily destroyed the magic power, and even sacrificed the spiritual treasure and hung it high on the top to resist the thunder disaster.

"Boom!"

However, the ninety-ninth calamity is not ordinary. After one pass, eight more passes were seen, and the thunder and anger of heaven crashed down.

"Fu Long Seal!"

Fulong Sect Master's pupils shrank, regardless of the consequences, he increased his magic power at any cost. Nine dragon shadows were formed from the spiritual treasure on top, protecting him all over.

However……

"boom!!!"

The nine-layer sky thunder fell down in an instant, and the nine dragon shadows also collapsed in an instant, and they fell into ashes without even making a cry.

Fulong Sect Leader, Nascent Soul Overhaul——Death!

A large Nascent Soul cultivator was wiped out in ashes, and the Fulong Lingbao was not preserved.

This shows the power of heavenly calamity.

This was just the beginning. Lord Fulong died, but the calamity clouds did not dissipate, but intensified.

"Boom!"

Thousands of wild thunders shook the sky and the earth, blasting into the Fulong Mountain Gate and turning the pavilions, palaces and temples into ruins.

"boom!!!"

At this moment, three rays of light and shadow exploded out of the Patriarch's Palace, which turned out to be a coffin made entirely of black ice, with the cultivator's body visible inside.

"That is……"

"Third Ancestor Fulong?"

"Fulong Mountain's Ancestor of Returning to the Void?"

"Sure enough, I used the Mysterious Coffin Secret Technique!"

Three black ice coffins rushed out of the Patriarch's Hall, and then exploded, revealing the people inside.

He is the three great cultivators of Return to Void.

"Ancestor!"

"What should I do?"

The third ancestor of Fulong had just broken out of the coffin and saw monks from all directions coming in a hurry.

The third cultivator looked at the sky with cold eyes, only to see the calamity clouds getting more and more intense. Under the clouds, a high altar stood up to the sky, and the Taoist priests below the altar looked coldly with their hands behind their hands.

It's a matter of life and death, no words needed!

"Disciples of Fulong Mountain listen to the order, and all of them, under the Nascent Soul, will come out of the mountain to kill this monster and protect our sect!"

Fulong Sanxiu made a prompt decision, and each took action to maintain the formation, supporting the blessed land to withstand the thunder, and then ordered his disciples to take action to kill the Jiuyi High Altar.

The accumulation of cause and effect has aggravated the calamity, and it has reached an unbearable situation. What happened to the master of Fulong just now proves that he does not have the heaven-defying qualifications of a Taoist immortal fetus, but he has incurred nine difficulties that even a Taoist immortal fetus cannot survive safely. Nine days of calamity shows how deep this calamity has deepened.

This was the leader of Fulong Sect, a great butler, who had suffered such a disaster.

What about the three of them?

Returning to the Void for a major cultivation, the ancestor of the sect, and the creator of this blessed land in Fulong Mountain. The weight of cause and effect is not to mention the ninety-nine heavenly tribulations, and the possibility of destruction and natural punishment.

Therefore, they did not dare to go out of the mountain, and they could only send out their disciples.

"Respect the order of the ancestor!"

"Everyone, follow me and kill this monster!"

After listening to the words of the Third Patriarch Fulong, a disciple immediately stood up, harnessed the magic weapon and rushed out of the mountain gate.

The resources in the Cave Heaven Paradise are limited, so the sect’s inheritance has always been based on the essence rather than the wealth.

Fulong Mountain is no exception. There are less than a hundred disciples of the sect, but all of them are elites. There are more than ten people in the Nascent Soul Company, and there are dozens of golden elixirs under the Yuanying, and foundations under the golden elixir. the crowd.

With the addition of the three ancestors who have returned to the void and overhauled their cultivation, it is more than enough to be released to dominate the Blue Star.

Unfortunately, they dare not go out.

Only dozens of golden elixir, foundation building, and even Qi refining disciples rushed out to attack the high altar.

"hiss!!!"

Even so, such a lineup made all the monks in the live broadcast room gasp.

Dozens of monks, golden elixir foundation builders, and disciples of the ancient sect. With such a huge crowd coming, ordinary Nascent Souls would probably have to avoid their edge.

What kind of cultivation level can he resist?

As soon as this question arose, I saw...

"There are no two days in the sky to determine the universe, and there are no two days in the sky to separate yin and yang!"

"Nine instruments control the sky, and the Tao is boundless!"

"Come!!!"

I saw Taoists casting spells, obeying the heavens and responding to people, and weighing the imperial ways.

Suddenly...

"Boom!"

The thunder from the sky was like a pillar, crashing down and hitting the Taoist body.

Luotian Dajiao, Xuanyuan Holy Law, Jiuyi Royal Way!

Fulong Sanxiu's calculation was not wrong. If the way of heaven operates normally, then they indeed still have decades to gain merit and eliminate the disaster.

But now the way of heaven is not functioning normally, and someone has used the "back door" to mobilize the authority of heaven and earth.

No, it cannot be said to be a mobilization. With his current cultivation level, how can he have the ability to mobilize the power of heaven and earth.

I just went with the flow and gave it a push!

This is not a difficult task for him who has mastered the Heavenly Sword and has deeply cultivated the Xuanyuan Holy Law.

The high altar of Jiuyi was built, the great altar was held in Cairo, and a piece of paper was sent to heaven to push the matter forward, triggering the heavenly tribulation to fall and shattering the mountain gate of the blessed land.

But that's as far as it goes.

This is not a world of Taoism. There is no method of cultivating the soul through false cultivation, and there is no support from a large number of spiritual objects. This Luotian Dajiao has no power at all, it is just a channel for "snitching".

Luo Tian Dajiao was unable to bless him, and he, who had just entered the foundation building realm, how could he deal with the desperate counterattack of dozens of Fulong Mountain disciples?

Of course...

"boom!!!"

The thunder from the sky added to the body, the Taoist method increased the power, and the real person transformed into Lei Zun again and suddenly descended into the mortal world.

"Thunder Lord, help me!"

"You do this again!"

"You're not a lightning rod, are you?"

"Tell me honestly, are you an illegitimate child of heaven?"

"Player Shi Jian used the ultimate skill: True Sky Thunder Initiation, mana +10000%. Magic damage +10000%, attack with thunder effect, damage to evil creatures +100000%"

Seeing the reappearance of the God of Thunder, everyone in the live broadcast room was horrified, but they could still make some jokes.

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"hiss!"

Dozens of Fulong disciples, including a group of golden elixirs, all gasped.

Lei Xiu!

The thunder cultivator who connects with the sky and draws thunder, and who is empowered and empowered!

Such strong men, not to mention Jindan, even Yuanying may not dare to be right.

Everyone was afraid, but the gaze of the ancestor behind him was pressing, and he even had life cards and other means to restrict it. They were not allowed to retreat, and they were allowed to fight but not escape.

Everyone had no choice but to grit their teeth and move forward.

"Demon, accept your fate!"

A golden elixir shouted fiercely, and the magic weapon came fiercely. It was a seal surrounded by a fire dragon.

Lihuo Fulong Seal!

The treasure of the seal has unparalleled power and is of the nature of fire and earth. When the seal flies into the sky, it is like a meteorite falling from the sky.

However……

The Taoist raised his hand and punched hard.

"Boom!"

Suddenly there was lightning and thunder, like a dragon running away in fright, causing the flying fireballs to explode into pieces in the air. The Master's body was immediately affected, and his magic power recoiled, spurting blood back.

"hiss!"

"Uncle Third Master!"

"Defeat Jin Dan with one punch?"

Although they were mentally prepared, everyone in Fulong Mountain couldn't help but lose their voice when seeing this situation.

The Taoist didn't care, he raised his thunder and blasted into the crowd, sweeping away fiercely.

Plow the courtyard and sweep the holes!

"Boom boom boom!"

"Formation!"

"ah!!!"

Just listen to the roar of thunder and bursts of explosions. Dozens of disciples of Fulong Mountain, golden elixir foundations, magic weapons and spiritual weapons can't stop the power of one person. The thunder is frightened away, wailings are everywhere, and even powder is flying.

"this……!"

"Damn it!"

Seeing this scene, in the Fulong Mountain blessed land which was struggling to maintain itself, the Third Ancestor of Fulong and the Yuanyings who transformed into gods all turned pale.

They knew that this person was no small matter, but they didn't want to reach this point where they didn't even have a chance to form a battle formation.

If this continues, these disciples will undoubtedly die, and so will they and Fulong Mountain.

"How dare Shu Zian be so arrogant!"

In the end, one of the gods couldn't hold back anymore and sacrificed a supreme spiritual treasure, rushing out of the mountain gate like a fire dragon.

"boom!!!"

As soon as the fire dragon came out of the mountain gate, thunder from the sky shook the whole world, hitting the fire dragon into powder, and the supreme spiritual treasure disappeared into ashes.

"puff!!!"

The natal spiritual treasure was destroyed, and the cultivator was severely injured. A mouthful of blood spurted out, splattering scarlet all over his body.

"Second senior brother?"

"not good!"

Seeing this, everyone wanted to help, but they saw thunder and lightning destroying the mountain gate. It turned out to be a chain reaction. The crumbling Fulong Mountain Paradise had reached its final moment.

"At this point, there is no other way!"

"Leave it to fate and give it a try!"

Seeing this scene, the fire in Fulong Sanxiu's eyes finally went out, and each of them chose a side and flew out.

"Boom!"

As soon as the three people left the blessed land, they saw thunderous sounds, swirling clouds of disaster, and spewing purple electricity. Something faintly emerged inside, which turned out to be an amethyst pupil. The eyelids were closed, beating slightly, and spitting out boundless opportunities for destruction. .

"Curse!"

Seeing this scene, Fulong Sanxiu's eyes were full of despair.

After despair, there is madness. The three cultivators each stand on their own side, preparing to resist the catastrophe.

Not only the three cultivators, but also a group of Nascent Soul Transformations flew out from the blessed land, each facing their own destiny.

At this point, there is no other option. The blessed land cannot be maintained. Either sacrifice one's life to survive the calamity and seek a glimmer of life, or sit on the ground and wait to die and be buried with this blessed land.

They chose the former, sacrificing their lives to survive the calamity and survive in death.

And on the other side...

"ah!"

"Let's go!"

The thunder raged and shattered the battle formation. The disciples of Fulong couldn't stand it anymore. Their fighting spirit collapsed. The remaining soldiers were defeated and scattered like birds and beasts.

Xu Yang didn't spare anyone, he fired a thunderbolt from his hand, and in an instant he was frightened and swept away all the people in all directions.

A group of defeated soldiers couldn't escape at all. They were hit by thunder and fell to the ground in the air.

But he just fell down. Although his whole body was blackened and twitching, he did not turn into dust like his predecessors.

Xu Yang then stopped and turned around to see the outcome of the disaster.

In fact, there is no need to wait and see. How many people can survive under the punishment of heaven?

I saw the amethyst vertical pupils, opening a gaze, looking down at the common people with indifference.

Then...

"boom!!!"

Heaven's punishment was to kill him, and the purple thunder roared, without even a wailing sound, and then disappeared into ashes and smoke.

Fulong Mountain - Death!