Chapter 955 The Law of Immortality!
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Wu Yi Yun
955 chapter
After the meeting of the Three Great Lords disappeared.
The entire Saint Yuan Continent fell into a huge shock.
First of all, the cranes representing the three holy places galloped across the mainland.
When these cranes arrive at various sects and sects in the mainland, they will circle down and fly into the hands of important figures of that faction.
"What? The call-up order for the Shaking Light Holy Land???"
"I have never been in contact with Tongtian Holy Land. Why did the Holy Master Tongtian say that something important needs to be a sign to my Qianqingzong?"
"The sign of the Purple Holy Land... Is it time for our Tiansha Sect to change the destiny?"
In the past few days, the large and small forces all over the Shengyuan Continent have been affected by the cranes of the Holy Land.
The content of the note carried by the crane is also very simple.
It is to reveal that a major event is about to happen in the mainland, so it is necessary to recruit all the sects in the mainland!
Faced with this news, the major forces reacted differently.
Some forces are full of surprises and excitement, realizing that there is an opportunity for good fortune when there is a crisis of chaos, and they believe that this major event is an opportunity for their own side to rise.
There are also forces who are worried, thinking that things are not that simple.
If such a big matter can't be solved even by the Holy Land, what's the use of bringing such a small sect like them?
Even if it is brought, it is mostly used as cannon fodder, right?
Compared with these worried and complicated second- and third-rate forces.
The first-class sects in the Shengyuan Continent responded surprisingly unanimously.
The Sea God Religion.
Standing in the quaint hall, Yun Conghe took the note from Song Qingyuan, his face full of surprise: "A big event? Apart from the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Demons, what other things in this world would be so valued by the Three Holy Lands?"
As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at Song Qingyuan, asking questions with his eyes.
Song Qingyuan smiled bitterly: "Brother Yun Xian, your guess is probably correct."
"This...Brother Song, did you use the technique of predicting the secrets of heaven?"
Yun Conghe's breathing became rapid.
Song Qingyuan maintained a wry smile: "Why do you need to predict such obvious things with the technique of secrets?"
Yun Conghe's expression turned ugly.
No matter how you say it, the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Demons is an existence that can compete with the Holy Land.
If the Three Sacred Lands really wanted to attack the Holy Land and bring the rest of the sects with them, wouldn't the purpose be obvious?
Find cannon fodder!
"Brother Song, I didn't expect us to avoid the catastrophe of the sect of all things, but I didn't expect that at this time, we would face the catastrophe of the omen of the Holy Land... What a pain!"
Yun Conghe sighed.
Song Qingyuan also looked into the distance with a wry smile: "Who would have thought that the Shengyuan Continent, which has been peaceful for so many years, has become so troubled..."
……
at the same time.
King Kong Temple.
A secret room.
After Huiwu read the contents of the note, the note turned into ashes and disappeared.
Xuan Bei, who was sitting in front of her, looked like a hill in the shadows.
He was motionless, giving off a gloomy look.
Xuanzhen next to Huiwu looked angry: "The Three Sacred Lands have monitored the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Demons for so many years, and they had no intention of attacking before. Why are they attacking now? What's so tricky about it?"
The ignorant Huiwu let out an "ah" and said in surprise: "The so-called important thing in the Three Sacred Lands is to attack the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Demons? Uncle, how did you see that? Also, the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Demons does not exist in Is it a hidden place? Why is it being monitored by the Three Holy Lands?"
Xuan Zhen said angrily: "Hui Wu, you are the abbot anyway, how can you be so childish? Isn't these things obvious? You can't see it?"
"Uncle, I'm sorry, it's my nephew who is stupid."
Hui Wu blushed slightly, clasped his hands together and saluted.
Xuanzhen snorted and explained just now: "The Three Sacred Lands have Luo Shengben, Shengyuan Tu and many other immortal artifacts related to karma prediction. After so many years, I can't find the location of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Demons. This is a ghost. You must also understand this simple truth.”
Hui Wu showed a suddenly realized expression.
Xuanzhen continued: "From this reasoning, the Three Holy Lands may have already grasped the real address of the Demon Land, and may even infiltrate it. A lot of time has passed, but the Three Holy Lands have never shown any signs of attacking the Demon Land. Now to do it, I speculate It's because something happened in the Devil's Land, that's why the Three Sacred Lands were tempted..."
Huiwu looked taught.
Xuan Bei suddenly said: "No accident, Sect Master Chu is probably in the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Demons."
"what?"
Now both Xuanzhen and Huiwu looked over unexpectedly, and the latter even shouted: "Uncle, Brother Chu is in the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Demons? How do you say that???"
Xuan Zhen was also surprised and said: "Brother, how did you find out?"
Xuan Bei said slightly: "I'm not sure where he is, I just have a hunch."
Xuan Zhen was even more puzzled.
Premonition?
Although the senior brother's premonitions have always been seldom wrong, why did the senior brother suddenly come up with such a premonition?
Xuan Bei seemed to see Xuan Zhen's thoughts, and explained: "Because Sect Master Chu is like a disaster star, wherever he appears, there will be earthquakes."
"..." Xuan Zhen.
"..." Hui Wu.
So in your eyes, Uncle Xuan Bei (Senior Brother), Chu Jing is a bastard? ? ?
Hui Wu felt a little resentful about this, but Xuan Zhen suddenly said: "Senior brother is very true. Recall that where Chu Jing haunts, there is often a land. In this way, the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Demons is about to encounter disaster, most likely because of it. The reason he's in it."
Listening to the conversation between the two, Chu Jing seemed to have been stoned in the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Demons, and Hui Wu couldn't sit still, and said anxiously: "Uncle Xuan Bei, in this way, we can't join forces with the Three Holy Lands! We must Help Holy Land of Ten Thousand Demons!"
Under the shadows, there were suddenly two strong lights, coming from two lanterns that looked like copper bells.
These two lanterns are clearly Xuan Bei's helpless and angry eyes: "Abbot Huiwu, I also admire Sect Master Chu, but the strength of the Three Sacred Lands, as the Sect Master, you have already understood the dossier and know it better than us. You let us Against the Three Sacred Lands and to help the Ten Thousand Devils Holy Land, do you think that the Vajra Temple has survived for too long?"
Huiwu was at a loss for words for a while, his heart felt as if a knife was being twisted, and his face lost his composure: "But I can't bear to watch Brother Chu suffer like this..."
Xuan Bei's eyes widened, but before answering, Xuan Zhen said: "Hui Wu, what brother said about Chu Jing's calamity is well-founded, but don't forget, although Chu Jing is a calamity, he has a powerful personality. With luck, you can always turn disasters into blessings, and this time is definitely no exception."
Hui Wu's face was relaxed when he heard the words, and he nodded suddenly: "It seems that this is the case. Brother Chu is very lucky. Whether it is the threat of Feng Lengyu or Liu Zong, he has survived the threat and grown up smoothly. I think He will surely survive the crisis this time..."
"That's the reason, so you don't have to worry, he must be able to avoid this catastrophe."
Xuanzhen is not good at lying, as can be seen from his twisted expression.
But Huiwu didn't doubt it, but believed in it.
People only believe what they want to believe.
Huiwu is in such a state at this time.
Looking at the gray mist with a self-comforting smile.
Xuan Bei in the shadow sighed in his heart: "That Chu Jing is indeed a man of great luck, but the Three Sacred Lands have been preserved for 3 years, and this level of luck must surpass Chu Jing, so if it is really a competition of luck, Chu Jing will not Defeat is certain..."
Of course Xuan Bei would not say what was in his heart.
He knew that Huiwu had been the abbot for so long, but he still hadn't changed his pure and immature nature.
This is an advantage, but also a fatal disadvantage.
Especially at this crucial moment.
It may harm King Kong Temple.
"Abbot Huiwu, as Junior Brother Xuanzhen said, Chu Jing will be fine. This time, we can't avoid being targeted by the Three Sacred Lands and bear their wrath. No matter how yin and yang go against it, that’s it.”
When Xuan Bei spoke like this, Xuan Zhen nodded repeatedly.
Hui Wu's mind was simple, he didn't think of too many tricks, he also nodded and said: "Then do according to Master Xuan Bei."
……
All things sect.
"Haha! My Myriad Things Ancestor's last battle, my vitality was already seriously injured, but I didn't expect that the Three Holy Lands would ask us to send troops when they attacked the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Demons? Is this too much?"
On the main peak of the Myriad Things Sect, Qian Qiuhe smiled sadly.
In front of him, the deputy suzerain Wang Changyun stood with his head slightly bowed. He did not disrespect Qian Qiuhe just because he led Wanwuzong to defeat, but was more humble than usual.
Listening to Qian Qiuhe's desolate emotion.
Wang Changyun said: "Sovereign Lord, we can send fewer people out. The Three Sacred Lands might be displeased, but they probably won't attack us because of it."
Qian Qiuhe has white hair all over his head and wrinkled face, like an old man half buried in the ground.
Since the last battle, he has looked like an old man, and his heart has also looked like an old man, and he is no longer as sharp and vigorous as before.
At this moment, what he was thinking about was not how to strengthen the Myriad Things Sect.
Instead, he only thought about how to stop the decline of the Ten Thousand Things Sect.
"We sent too few people, will we be blamed by the Three Holy Lands?"
Qian Qiuhe said not too sure.
Wang Changyun thought for a while and said, "No, this time the Three Sacred Lands probably used the power of the entire continent, and their military strength will reach its peak. Even if our Myriad Things Sect paddles, at most it will only make them unhappy, not to the point of being furious." to the point..."
"Is that so? Brother Wang, can I trouble you to lead the team this time?"
There was a trace of uneasiness in Qian Qiuhe's eyes.
After he lost his vigor, at least in terms of strength, he was no longer able to suppress Wang Changyun.
If the latter has a heart of rebellion, he may even lose the suzerain's master.
Fortunately, Wang Changyun cupped his fists respectfully and said, "Master Suzerain, just leave this matter to me."
"Brother Wang, thank you..."
"You don't have to be polite..."
……
Acacia.
"Master Uncle, we may not be able to escape this time."
Wu Zixing looked at Su Pingping, who was sitting at the end of the hall, with a handsome face full of misery.
"Hmph, how dare you use the people of the Saint Yuan Continent as cannon fodder for the mere Three Sacred Lands, how bold it is!"
Su Pingping, who was sitting at the head of the hall, showed warmth and anger.
Wu Zixing and Cui Xuelian didn't speak when they saw this, but quietly waited for Su Pingping's reply.
soon.
After Su Pingping thought about it, she looked up at the two of them and said, "You don't have to take all of them with you at the Three Holy Lands, just take a small part to deal with one or two..."
"What about you, uncle?"
Wu Zixing heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that Su Pingping didn't intend to force the Three Holy Lands, and quickly asked flatteringly.
Su Pingping said dumbly: "I have reached a critical period and will not go out. When I leave the customs this time, I will have the capital to negotiate with the Three Holy Lands. It is all about getting back the lost dignity of the Acacia Sect."
Wu Zixing was surprised, happy and terrified when he heard the words.
Surprisingly, how long has it been since she descended to immortality, and Su Pingping is close to the realm of terror, enough to challenge the Three Sacred Lands?
The good news is that if Su Pingping really has this ability, no one can resist the revival of the Hehuan Sect!
As for the last point.
Su Pingping became stronger and stronger.
When Wu Zixing and the others faced her, the more breathless they became, it was hard not to be afraid.
……
As above.
The major sects of the Shengyuan Continent, like the rest of the sects, received the summoning order from the Three Sacred Lands.
Small powers are low in the game and cannot see things outside the game.
The top sect is a high position in the game, so it is natural to see some things that ordinary people don't know.
They unanimously decided that the summoning order of the Three Holy Lands was to attack the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Demons.
They are as worried about this as the Vajra Temple and the Myriad Things Sect.
No matter what.
This is, after all, a call to the Holy Land.
Even if you don't want to.
They can only be obedient.
This is the end.
The situation of the whole continent changed suddenly.
Every day and every night, among the various forces, there are immortal lights.
It is these forces that are calling the troops.
As for Chu Jing in the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Demons, he was completely unaware of the situation outside.
At this time, he already had nine laws in his body.
The number of laws he possesses is also the highest in the history of this world.
In this case.
He continued to try to absorb the law of undead, and the risk was naturally extremely high.
After all, he had calculated it before.
One's own body can bear up to ten rules.
And these ten rules, it is best not to be too strong.
Otherwise, the physical body of Sea of Consciousness will be under enormous pressure, and it is easy to be unable to bear it.
knowing such risks.
Chu Jing still resolutely chose to absorb the law of immortality.
at this time.
After several days of absorbing the shock.
Located in the main hall of Nether Peak.
He stood motionless in the hall.
In front of him is the floating tripod of all things.
After the Wanwu cauldron became bigger, the mouth of the tripod was big enough to accommodate Chu Jing's hands.
If you look carefully, you will find that the air flow in the cauldron is constantly invading Chu Jing's fingers.
After several days of digestion of these air currents, there are very few left, about ten strands.
Without a sound, a stream of air was absorbed.
Chu Jing's skin suddenly began to turn black, like white paper stained with ink.
When the second, third, and fourth strands of undead law airflow are absorbed.
Chu Jing's body surface was as black as ink, like coke.
After the fifth ray and the rest of the airflow were absorbed one after another.
Cracks began to appear on Chu Jing's body surface, he was like a fine porcelain that was about to crack!
"Crack..."
Finally, a crisp sound sounded, and Chu Jing's arm suddenly detached from his body, slipped to the ground, and immediately turned into a puddle of sludge on the ground.
Then Chu Jing's torso, feet, and even his head...also separated from his body and fell to the ground...
At last.
Chu Jing no longer exists.
There were only puddles of black mud-like marks left on the ground.
The breath of Chu Jing also seemed to have completely disappeared in the world.
After the meeting of the Three Great Lords disappeared.
The entire Saint Yuan Continent fell into a huge shock.
First of all, the cranes representing the three holy places galloped across the mainland.
When these cranes arrive at various sects and sects in the mainland, they will circle down and fly into the hands of important figures of that faction.
"What? The call-up order for the Shaking Light Holy Land???"
"I have never been in contact with Tongtian Holy Land. Why did the Holy Master Tongtian say that something important needs to be a sign to my Qianqingzong?"
"The sign of the Purple Holy Land... Is it time for our Tiansha Sect to change the destiny?"
In the past few days, the large and small forces all over the Shengyuan Continent have been affected by the cranes of the Holy Land.
The content of the note carried by the crane is also very simple.
It is to reveal that a major event is about to happen in the mainland, so it is necessary to recruit all the sects in the mainland!
Faced with this news, the major forces reacted differently.
Some forces are full of surprises and excitement, realizing that there is an opportunity for good fortune when there is a crisis of chaos, and they believe that this major event is an opportunity for their own side to rise.
There are also forces who are worried, thinking that things are not that simple.
If such a big matter can't be solved even by the Holy Land, what's the use of bringing such a small sect like them?
Even if it is brought, it is mostly used as cannon fodder, right?
Compared with these worried and complicated second- and third-rate forces.
The first-class sects in the Shengyuan Continent responded surprisingly unanimously.
The Sea God Religion.
Standing in the quaint hall, Yun Conghe took the note from Song Qingyuan, his face full of surprise: "A big event? Apart from the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Demons, what other things in this world would be so valued by the Three Holy Lands?"
As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at Song Qingyuan, asking questions with his eyes.
Song Qingyuan smiled bitterly: "Brother Yun Xian, your guess is probably correct."
"This...Brother Song, did you use the technique of predicting the secrets of heaven?"
Yun Conghe's breathing became rapid.
Song Qingyuan maintained a wry smile: "Why do you need to predict such obvious things with the technique of secrets?"
Yun Conghe's expression turned ugly.
No matter how you say it, the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Demons is an existence that can compete with the Holy Land.
If the Three Sacred Lands really wanted to attack the Holy Land and bring the rest of the sects with them, wouldn't the purpose be obvious?
Find cannon fodder!
"Brother Song, I didn't expect us to avoid the catastrophe of the sect of all things, but I didn't expect that at this time, we would face the catastrophe of the omen of the Holy Land... What a pain!"
Yun Conghe sighed.
Song Qingyuan also looked into the distance with a wry smile: "Who would have thought that the Shengyuan Continent, which has been peaceful for so many years, has become so troubled..."
……
at the same time.
King Kong Temple.
A secret room.
After Huiwu read the contents of the note, the note turned into ashes and disappeared.
Xuan Bei, who was sitting in front of her, looked like a hill in the shadows.
He was motionless, giving off a gloomy look.
Xuanzhen next to Huiwu looked angry: "The Three Sacred Lands have monitored the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Demons for so many years, and they had no intention of attacking before. Why are they attacking now? What's so tricky about it?"
The ignorant Huiwu let out an "ah" and said in surprise: "The so-called important thing in the Three Sacred Lands is to attack the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Demons? Uncle, how did you see that? Also, the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Demons does not exist in Is it a hidden place? Why is it being monitored by the Three Holy Lands?"
Xuan Zhen said angrily: "Hui Wu, you are the abbot anyway, how can you be so childish? Isn't these things obvious? You can't see it?"
"Uncle, I'm sorry, it's my nephew who is stupid."
Hui Wu blushed slightly, clasped his hands together and saluted.
Xuanzhen snorted and explained just now: "The Three Sacred Lands have Luo Shengben, Shengyuan Tu and many other immortal artifacts related to karma prediction. After so many years, I can't find the location of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Demons. This is a ghost. You must also understand this simple truth.”
Hui Wu showed a suddenly realized expression.
Xuanzhen continued: "From this reasoning, the Three Holy Lands may have already grasped the real address of the Demon Land, and may even infiltrate it. A lot of time has passed, but the Three Holy Lands have never shown any signs of attacking the Demon Land. Now to do it, I speculate It's because something happened in the Devil's Land, that's why the Three Sacred Lands were tempted..."
Huiwu looked taught.
Xuan Bei suddenly said: "No accident, Sect Master Chu is probably in the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Demons."
"what?"
Now both Xuanzhen and Huiwu looked over unexpectedly, and the latter even shouted: "Uncle, Brother Chu is in the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Demons? How do you say that???"
Xuan Zhen was also surprised and said: "Brother, how did you find out?"
Xuan Bei said slightly: "I'm not sure where he is, I just have a hunch."
Xuan Zhen was even more puzzled.
Premonition?
Although the senior brother's premonitions have always been seldom wrong, why did the senior brother suddenly come up with such a premonition?
Xuan Bei seemed to see Xuan Zhen's thoughts, and explained: "Because Sect Master Chu is like a disaster star, wherever he appears, there will be earthquakes."
"..." Xuan Zhen.
"..." Hui Wu.
So in your eyes, Uncle Xuan Bei (Senior Brother), Chu Jing is a bastard? ? ?
Hui Wu felt a little resentful about this, but Xuan Zhen suddenly said: "Senior brother is very true. Recall that where Chu Jing haunts, there is often a land. In this way, the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Demons is about to encounter disaster, most likely because of it. The reason he's in it."
Listening to the conversation between the two, Chu Jing seemed to have been stoned in the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Demons, and Hui Wu couldn't sit still, and said anxiously: "Uncle Xuan Bei, in this way, we can't join forces with the Three Holy Lands! We must Help Holy Land of Ten Thousand Demons!"
Under the shadows, there were suddenly two strong lights, coming from two lanterns that looked like copper bells.
These two lanterns are clearly Xuan Bei's helpless and angry eyes: "Abbot Huiwu, I also admire Sect Master Chu, but the strength of the Three Sacred Lands, as the Sect Master, you have already understood the dossier and know it better than us. You let us Against the Three Sacred Lands and to help the Ten Thousand Devils Holy Land, do you think that the Vajra Temple has survived for too long?"
Huiwu was at a loss for words for a while, his heart felt as if a knife was being twisted, and his face lost his composure: "But I can't bear to watch Brother Chu suffer like this..."
Xuan Bei's eyes widened, but before answering, Xuan Zhen said: "Hui Wu, what brother said about Chu Jing's calamity is well-founded, but don't forget, although Chu Jing is a calamity, he has a powerful personality. With luck, you can always turn disasters into blessings, and this time is definitely no exception."
Hui Wu's face was relaxed when he heard the words, and he nodded suddenly: "It seems that this is the case. Brother Chu is very lucky. Whether it is the threat of Feng Lengyu or Liu Zong, he has survived the threat and grown up smoothly. I think He will surely survive the crisis this time..."
"That's the reason, so you don't have to worry, he must be able to avoid this catastrophe."
Xuanzhen is not good at lying, as can be seen from his twisted expression.
But Huiwu didn't doubt it, but believed in it.
People only believe what they want to believe.
Huiwu is in such a state at this time.
Looking at the gray mist with a self-comforting smile.
Xuan Bei in the shadow sighed in his heart: "That Chu Jing is indeed a man of great luck, but the Three Sacred Lands have been preserved for 3 years, and this level of luck must surpass Chu Jing, so if it is really a competition of luck, Chu Jing will not Defeat is certain..."
Of course Xuan Bei would not say what was in his heart.
He knew that Huiwu had been the abbot for so long, but he still hadn't changed his pure and immature nature.
This is an advantage, but also a fatal disadvantage.
Especially at this crucial moment.
It may harm King Kong Temple.
"Abbot Huiwu, as Junior Brother Xuanzhen said, Chu Jing will be fine. This time, we can't avoid being targeted by the Three Sacred Lands and bear their wrath. No matter how yin and yang go against it, that’s it.”
When Xuan Bei spoke like this, Xuan Zhen nodded repeatedly.
Hui Wu's mind was simple, he didn't think of too many tricks, he also nodded and said: "Then do according to Master Xuan Bei."
……
All things sect.
"Haha! My Myriad Things Ancestor's last battle, my vitality was already seriously injured, but I didn't expect that the Three Holy Lands would ask us to send troops when they attacked the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Demons? Is this too much?"
On the main peak of the Myriad Things Sect, Qian Qiuhe smiled sadly.
In front of him, the deputy suzerain Wang Changyun stood with his head slightly bowed. He did not disrespect Qian Qiuhe just because he led Wanwuzong to defeat, but was more humble than usual.
Listening to Qian Qiuhe's desolate emotion.
Wang Changyun said: "Sovereign Lord, we can send fewer people out. The Three Sacred Lands might be displeased, but they probably won't attack us because of it."
Qian Qiuhe has white hair all over his head and wrinkled face, like an old man half buried in the ground.
Since the last battle, he has looked like an old man, and his heart has also looked like an old man, and he is no longer as sharp and vigorous as before.
At this moment, what he was thinking about was not how to strengthen the Myriad Things Sect.
Instead, he only thought about how to stop the decline of the Ten Thousand Things Sect.
"We sent too few people, will we be blamed by the Three Holy Lands?"
Qian Qiuhe said not too sure.
Wang Changyun thought for a while and said, "No, this time the Three Sacred Lands probably used the power of the entire continent, and their military strength will reach its peak. Even if our Myriad Things Sect paddles, at most it will only make them unhappy, not to the point of being furious." to the point..."
"Is that so? Brother Wang, can I trouble you to lead the team this time?"
There was a trace of uneasiness in Qian Qiuhe's eyes.
After he lost his vigor, at least in terms of strength, he was no longer able to suppress Wang Changyun.
If the latter has a heart of rebellion, he may even lose the suzerain's master.
Fortunately, Wang Changyun cupped his fists respectfully and said, "Master Suzerain, just leave this matter to me."
"Brother Wang, thank you..."
"You don't have to be polite..."
……
Acacia.
"Master Uncle, we may not be able to escape this time."
Wu Zixing looked at Su Pingping, who was sitting at the end of the hall, with a handsome face full of misery.
"Hmph, how dare you use the people of the Saint Yuan Continent as cannon fodder for the mere Three Sacred Lands, how bold it is!"
Su Pingping, who was sitting at the head of the hall, showed warmth and anger.
Wu Zixing and Cui Xuelian didn't speak when they saw this, but quietly waited for Su Pingping's reply.
soon.
After Su Pingping thought about it, she looked up at the two of them and said, "You don't have to take all of them with you at the Three Holy Lands, just take a small part to deal with one or two..."
"What about you, uncle?"
Wu Zixing heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that Su Pingping didn't intend to force the Three Holy Lands, and quickly asked flatteringly.
Su Pingping said dumbly: "I have reached a critical period and will not go out. When I leave the customs this time, I will have the capital to negotiate with the Three Holy Lands. It is all about getting back the lost dignity of the Acacia Sect."
Wu Zixing was surprised, happy and terrified when he heard the words.
Surprisingly, how long has it been since she descended to immortality, and Su Pingping is close to the realm of terror, enough to challenge the Three Sacred Lands?
The good news is that if Su Pingping really has this ability, no one can resist the revival of the Hehuan Sect!
As for the last point.
Su Pingping became stronger and stronger.
When Wu Zixing and the others faced her, the more breathless they became, it was hard not to be afraid.
……
As above.
The major sects of the Shengyuan Continent, like the rest of the sects, received the summoning order from the Three Sacred Lands.
Small powers are low in the game and cannot see things outside the game.
The top sect is a high position in the game, so it is natural to see some things that ordinary people don't know.
They unanimously decided that the summoning order of the Three Holy Lands was to attack the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Demons.
They are as worried about this as the Vajra Temple and the Myriad Things Sect.
No matter what.
This is, after all, a call to the Holy Land.
Even if you don't want to.
They can only be obedient.
This is the end.
The situation of the whole continent changed suddenly.
Every day and every night, among the various forces, there are immortal lights.
It is these forces that are calling the troops.
As for Chu Jing in the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Demons, he was completely unaware of the situation outside.
At this time, he already had nine laws in his body.
The number of laws he possesses is also the highest in the history of this world.
In this case.
He continued to try to absorb the law of undead, and the risk was naturally extremely high.
After all, he had calculated it before.
One's own body can bear up to ten rules.
And these ten rules, it is best not to be too strong.
Otherwise, the physical body of Sea of Consciousness will be under enormous pressure, and it is easy to be unable to bear it.
knowing such risks.
Chu Jing still resolutely chose to absorb the law of immortality.
at this time.
After several days of absorbing the shock.
Located in the main hall of Nether Peak.
He stood motionless in the hall.
In front of him is the floating tripod of all things.
After the Wanwu cauldron became bigger, the mouth of the tripod was big enough to accommodate Chu Jing's hands.
If you look carefully, you will find that the air flow in the cauldron is constantly invading Chu Jing's fingers.
After several days of digestion of these air currents, there are very few left, about ten strands.
Without a sound, a stream of air was absorbed.
Chu Jing's skin suddenly began to turn black, like white paper stained with ink.
When the second, third, and fourth strands of undead law airflow are absorbed.
Chu Jing's body surface was as black as ink, like coke.
After the fifth ray and the rest of the airflow were absorbed one after another.
Cracks began to appear on Chu Jing's body surface, he was like a fine porcelain that was about to crack!
"Crack..."
Finally, a crisp sound sounded, and Chu Jing's arm suddenly detached from his body, slipped to the ground, and immediately turned into a puddle of sludge on the ground.
Then Chu Jing's torso, feet, and even his head...also separated from his body and fell to the ground...
At last.
Chu Jing no longer exists.
There were only puddles of black mud-like marks left on the ground.
The breath of Chu Jing also seemed to have completely disappeared in the world.
