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Chapter 693: Fighting with Heaven

Chapter 693: Fighting with Heaven
They fought almost all the way, and Xia Wuyou and his companions immediately moved closer, and a group of people rushed back from mid-air.

When he looked back again, seven out of ten Central Continent cultivators were gone.

Less than 30% of the total number, nearly 700 monks died, and it was like a flash in the pan.

"You guys go first!"

Han Yu shook his head and looked at the remaining group of people. This was not the place they should come.

The God-Glimpse Realm is nothing more than an ant to the cultivators above.

No matter how many people there are, they are just a bunch of ants.

What worried him the most was that it was this group of ants in the eyes of others who saved him.

And all these deaths and injuries were caused in the process of rescuing him.

Xia Wuyou and the others nodded with serious faces. In just a short while, they had already exhausted a lot of energy. It was useless to stay here any longer.

There were less than three hundred disciples left behind him, and each of them was in a very miserable state. Having lost their magic weapons and mechanisms, they would be useless if they stayed, except to die.

boom!
Thunder roared again, and the vast sky seemed to be shaking.

A feeling of extreme palpitations arose in the heart of every monk at the same time.

All the people who were fighting in the sky above the Western Territory stopped at the same time and looked up at the sky.

At this time, the grinding wheel had completely merged with the phantom.

The two rolled at the same time, making a huge noise.

The next moment, the ten-foot millstone gradually became blurred, and the scarlet power turned into fluorescent light and rushed into the huge shadow.

In an instant, heaven and earth roared!

It was as if a great terror was coming.

"It's done!"

Hun Bugui felt the movement, smiled, and looked at Mu Zilii with mockery in his eyes.

"All you have done is in vain!"

Mu Zilii also felt an unusual aura. The vast shadow was like a cage, and it seemed to include Zhongzhou.

The same is true in reality!
Although the shadow only covers the entire Western Territory, this aura is spread throughout the entire Central Continent.

The sound of heaven and earth shaking spread throughout Central China.

The formation has been activated!

"Did you feel anything?"

The spirit of the weapon suddenly asked this.

Han Yu didn't feel anything, but his heartbeat suddenly seemed to speed up several times.

As for those monks who had achieved some accomplishment, their faces changed color. When they looked up at the sky, they seemed to be able to sense something spreading down and connecting with themselves.

It's a feeling!
It is both illusory and yet so real.

Apart from these, there seemed to be no other movement in the formation. After a while, the cultivators from both the Yama Palace and the Tiandao Sect all woke up as if from a dream, and the shouts of killing rang out again.

"Watch carefully."

The weapon spirit spoke once again, and just as it had sensed just now, it could hear it more clearly than anyone else present.

The huge formation above the head was clearly like a millstone, as if it was ready to absorb something at any time.

Suddenly, there were casualties among the monks one after another, no matter if they were from the Tiandao Sect or the Yama Palace, the moment these monks fell, fluorescent light shot out from their bodies, going straight up into the sky and merging with the phantoms.

"Soul!"

Mu Zilii's face changed. He understood that this formation was actually meant to collect souls.

It covers the entire Zhongzhou, which means that once a person dies within Zhongzhou, his soul will be collected.

When a person dies, it is like a light going out, and his soul returns to heaven.

This move by Yama Palace is tantamount to snatching something from the hands of Heaven, and it is a huge move.

"Do you understand now?"

Hun Bugui mocked and then smiled coldly.

It was too late to understand it. After all, this great formation had already spread across the entire Central Continent. No, even the Tiandao Sect would become the sacrifice of this great formation.

Unexpectedly, Mu Zi Li's words really came true, and Zhongzhou was really going to become a Shura field.

Since souls are needed, how could Yama Palace stop killing?

For a moment, Mu Zilii's face became extremely ugly.

"They are collecting souls."

The spirit of the weapon also understood and guessed the purpose of this formation.

Han Yu had a complicated expression. When he looked up at the sky, the shadow had quietly disappeared. However, the casualties of the monks continued at any time, and the rising fluorescent rays never stopped.

He had been to the Trial Field and heard the wise man say that it was the end and destination of all things.

"Are they going to snatch souls from the Heavenly Dao?"

The spirit of the weapon had no way of answering Han Yu's question. Even it was shocked by the handwriting of Yama Palace.

Covering the entire Central Continent, there is no intention to let anyone in Central Continent go.

And all of this must have a purpose.

"You guys go first!"

Han Yu's face looked grim. If nothing unexpected happened, Yama Palace might not let the people from Tiandao Sect leave easily.

If you stay any longer, there will be no other possibility except becoming cannon fodder.

"how about you?"

Xia Wuyou's face was gloomy and he asked in a hoarse voice.

Han Yu stared at the chaotic void, with a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

Of course he stayed to send some people to die!
This great formation really made him feel an unprecedented murderous intent.

"no!"

The spirit of the weapon was the first to object.

"Your sea of ​​consciousness is empty."

As if to verify his words, all things in the universe were shattered in an instant, and the ten-mile area became a wilderness again.

Han Yu, who did not have the power of the sea of ​​consciousness, was at best a strong alien with a physical body, and it was useless for him to stay here. The monks of Yama Palace would not necessarily be stupid enough to run down and fight him on the ground.

The people of Zhongzhou are also trying to persuade them.

Xia Wuyou watched the Dharma image disappear and the surrounding scenery change, and he also knew that Han Yu had reached his limit.

"It's come to this, everything is a foregone conclusion, why don't you retreat with us!"

Although Wu Seng and others did not speak, they nodded in agreement.

Just leave like this?

Han Yu suddenly caught a glimpse of the lost Mohist magic weapons in the distance. Not all magic weapons could be successfully delivered to Han Yu and detonated, and not every cultivator in Zhongzhou could successfully detonate a magic weapon.

"Can this thing replenish my sea of ​​consciousness?"

Since this thing can unleash the power of fire, there must be a way for Mo Xiuwen to convert his spiritual power into the power of the magic.

The spirit of the weapon remained silent. Theoretically speaking, the fire energy contained in this batch of magical weapons was ownerless and could indeed be absorbed by Han Yu.

Even Han Yu, who possesses the Five Elements World, can transform this fire energy into pure sea of ​​consciousness energy.

But it suddenly didn't want to tell him. After all, it was dangerous here, and it hoped that Han Yu could go back.

However, sometimes, not speaking does not necessarily mean consent.

Han Yu had already gotten the answer he wanted, and immediately spoke to the group of people from Zhongzhou.

"Please do me a favor before you leave!"

It was not difficult to find these scattered Mohist magic weapons. Before long, a group of people from Zhongzhou had collected hundreds of them from all over the ground.

Even more fortunately, there were surviving Mohist disciples among this group of people.

The mechanical beast cannot be assembled, but it is not difficult to assemble a conversion core similar to the one used by Nanfengdu.

Pieces of ethereal jade were filled and peeled off, and Han Yu's arms were tightly wrapped by the mechanism. Streams of energy flowed freely in his body and quickly rushed to his eyebrows.

The dry world of the Five Elements gradually became bright again. After the haze dissipated, rivers began to emerge on the earth again.

"Not okay yet?"

Xia Wuyou only knew that Han Yu's sea of ​​consciousness was absurdly large, but he had never had any idea of ​​it until each cultivator had changed a round of ethereal jade pieces and then he felt something was wrong.

Even if there are not three hundred pieces of ethereal jade, there must be more than two hundred. What does this mean?
Han Yu's sea of ​​consciousness has consumed nearly the total amount of spirit stones carried by a Tianbo ferry.

It is more like the sum of nearly a hundred cultivators with supernatural powers, and Xia Wuyou is still calculating based on his own sea of ​​consciousness.

Isn't it filled yet?

Han Yu frowned. Thirty percent! That's bullshit!

If you just make a random image, it won’t last long.

"any left?"

Han Yu asked quickly.

"Yes, there is, but don't force it. The sea of ​​consciousness is more fragile than the divine spring. Don't do it recklessly."

Xia Wuyou's expression tightened and he quickly reminded him.

It's terrifying enough that Han Yu can contain such a huge amount of power. It should be full, right?
"We're just getting started, if you have any, use them all up."

Han Yu urged.

After four rounds of rotation, Han Yu finally called a stop.

Xia Wuyou was already stunned. No one knew better than him how large the sea of ​​consciousness would be needed to gather such a huge amount of energy.

"Is your sea of ​​consciousness really an ocean?"

"Nonsense, the sea of ​​consciousness is not the sea, then what is it?"

Han Yu replied without hesitation.

Xia Wuyou was speechless for a moment, especially when he thought about the illusory lake between his eyebrows, and he didn't know how to explain it to Han Yu.

Should I tell him that sea of ​​consciousness is just a name, not a description?

Or is it that his sea of ​​consciousness is different from others?
Han Yu has already started to chase people away, "You go first."

With this group of people here, he would have to be cautious when using his skills. It would be better to drive them away.

"Then...be careful!"

Xia Wuyou couldn't help but sigh before leaving. He wanted to stay, but he was more afraid of becoming a burden.

After sending Zhongzhou's group of people away, a strange sound suddenly came from behind.

It’s the old Taoist priest, but Han Yu has always ignored him.

At this moment, the old Taoist was leaning against a spot with a strange look on his face. He kept looking at Han Yu. Like Mu Zilii, the more he looked at him, the more he seemed like a hidden chess piece planted by the Tiandao Sect.

In fact, as long as we can give this kid enough time, we may be able to interrupt the plan of Yama Palace again.

Han Yu seemed to be restraining Yama Palace everywhere, so he had to think more.

"Are you from Central China?"

The old Taoist asked with a strange expression, if Han Yu was not from Zhongzhou, then he must be one of them.

Han Yu didn't understand the Taoist's question. Zhongzhou had become so miserable, could he still pretend to be someone else?

"Look at my revengeful character, it's a true Middle Continent tradition."

The old Taoist had a complicated expression. This was a bullshit tradition. Which cultivator didn't seek revenge?

So he decided to change the topic and ask, "Do you feel that when you were in Middle-earth, you not only had no good luck, but were prone to bad luck."

There must be a reason why the old Taoist asked this question.

Han Yu's expression was also complicated. This... seemed to be true. Ever since Pingzi came to his door, the people of Zhongzhou gave him the nickname "God of Plague", and troubles arose wherever he went.

"So are you particularly lucky in the small world?"

The old Taoist asked again.

Han Yu thought about it and realized that he "picked up" dozens of Questioning Stones as soon as he entered, and got another 200 for free. It seemed that his luck was really good.

"Just do whatever you need to do! I'll be quiet for a while."

The old Taoist shook his head and suddenly stopped talking.

He seems to have the "evidence".

(End of this chapter)

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