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The world is quiet.

The strong men from all realms have not yet recovered from the great extinction just now. It was really that the methods used by the two were too terrifying. They turned the universe into void and even the starry sky into nothingness. It was simply beyond human power to resist.

The battle between the two leaders did not last long before the winner was decided.

Now, the Emperor of Ghosts and Gods flattened the body of the Hehuan Patriarch and lifted him up.

Xuan Yu's sad laughter seems so unique in the silent universe.

He was no longer able to fight.

He swallowed the Twenty Realms Harmony Cauldron and fused it with the leader's imperial weapon, pushing his own chaotic immortal body to the pinnacle of this world. The power of chaotic yin and yang he exerted was enough to shatter this mortal world and drive it back to the wilderness.

But he was still a little bit short.

It’s like Tushan Jun only has three to five hundred moves left.

In fact, Xuan Yu didn't have many opportunities to take action.

Antiquity certainly represents strength, but it also means that there is not much of a future.

His battle with Tushanjun was also intended to save his life. Perhaps after he killed Tushanjun, integrated the Emperor's Soldier Soul Banner, and mastered Yintian, he could truly create a fairyland that could accommodate true immortals.

If you lose, you lose.

So much so that all this can only exist in imagination.

There's nothing much to say.

He could already feel the great terror approaching.

Right behind me.

The purple hair fluttered, the divine eyes on the perfect face gradually dimmed, the immortal blood at the corners of the mouth was like starlight scattered in the air, and the wound on the neck wanted to repair the complete body of the emperor, but it was in vain.

After being beaten to this point, all his energy was drained away and even his body looked old.

The wailing of the avenue lingered in his ears, and the laughter gradually died down. Xuan Yu's eyes suddenly flashed with boundless fear, but he suppressed it forcefully, and shouted, "Why don't you do it now!"

"I have accomplished your goal, now it's your turn to accomplish mine!"

The immortal ghost body with only a little flesh and blood left moved its head and looked over. He understood what Xuan Yu meant. Regardless of whether he took action against the Hehuan Sect or not, Tushan Jun would not have much time to live. Unless he did not want to become an immortal, he would definitely take action.

The Green Emperor is too mysterious and hides himself on purpose, so he is impossible to find. The only choice is the Hehuan Sect, where the monk can escape but the temple cannot.

Of course, this is a long-standing grudge, and Tushan Jun will definitely come.

However, Xuanyu could have chosen a more compromising approach. After all, Tushan Jun came here to overturn the table. At most he could have just hidden himself. But Xuanyu still chose to take action.

He saw an opportunity to become an immortal in Tushan Jun, and naturally did not want to miss it.

As an old senior, he helped Tu Shanjun achieve his goal.

Now it's completely the other way around.

Tushan Jun opened his bloody mouth and devoured the evil spirits of the ten directions of the universe to repair the body of the Ghost and God Emperor. The black gold main pole was raised silently, and the skeleton evil ghost at the end spit out a huge blue sky banner, encompassing the eternal sky.

Billions of soldiers will return to the banner, and the emperors of the ten directions will stand up again, forming a great world inside the banner.

The ghost hand with the blue-white immortal characters engraved on it suddenly exerted force.

Xuan Yu's head suddenly weathered and shattered.

The hoarse and ethereal sound of thunder fell.

"Daoyou,"

"Please enter the banner!"

The dark blue sky is waving.

Xuan Yu seemed to see the moment of his own appearance again. The vast world was shaking as if celebrating his birth, as a natural holy spirit born and raised by heaven and earth, a natural immortal body.

Xuan Yu was born with unparalleled supernatural powers. The universe accepted his blessings, all living beings were favored by him, and he also traveled across the world and stood tall among the people.

He thought he would disappear in the great terror just like the Emperor of Heaven.

"Nature is mine, yin and yang are united, the body of a primordial chaos is unrivaled. The seven emotions are my generals, the six desires are my soldiers, I suppress the emperor and kill the king, I have infinite magical powers... I am ultimately defeated, I am so terrified..." Xuan Yu murmured softly, the melancholy on his face was swept away, and then he roared like a furious dragon: "Come on!"

The soul of the Lord of Heaven crashed into the Soul-Respecting Banner.

This is the most powerful soul that Tushanjun has obtained from ancient times to the present. He is a great leader who is close to the pinnacle of the world. He controls the ancient nature, yin and yang, desire... and is also the ancestor of the Hehuan Sect, one of the three major sects of Xuanmen. If he were to really deduce the immortal land, Tushanjun would also be defeated here.

Despite this, Tu Shanjun had fought to the end.

As the soul of the Lord of Heaven entered the banner, a majestic vitality burst out from the Purple Mansion Altar, surging like the Milky Way and sweeping over the body of the Ghost Emperor.

Under this vigorous vitality, Tu Shanjun seemed to feel what it was like when he was alive. The wonderful feeling was simply indescribable.

The emperor's body, which was on the verge of collapse, was reshaped, and his immortal body was completely perfected.

There was silence, and even many old masters were completely stunned. The Middle Earth has always been the best in the Five Heavens, and the Hehuan Sect is an ancient sect like a myth. However, the master of the Heavenly Palm, who dominated the world, died. He was killed by the immortal demon in the ultimate fight.

It's totally unheard of and terrifying!

Tushan Jun holding the banner seemed to be a true immortal in this turbid world. His fluttering red hair exuded a scorching breath, and even the void and darkness could not conceal his brilliance.

The dazzling double pupils illuminate the past and the future. The black gold ancestral weapon split the chaos again, awakening the dead avenue and roaring again.

The shocking battle just now turned the starry sky into an illusion, but now it has become completely real under the control of the leader.

Tushan Jun stood on the top of the vast mountain, stepping on the corpse of the great leader.

"It's so terrifying!" I don't know which ancient great master's sigh broke the tranquility. Countless strong men stared at that figure, as if it would be the end of all living things. The underworld created by the powerful Yintian Sect Leader would bury all living things and give all living things the last bit of comfort at the end.

people,

Finally, we must rest in peace.

Rest in peace in samsara!

It should have been so, but now everything has changed, and the Great Leader seems to have also met his end.

This is a battle without a winner. No, there is a winner, and that is the people of the world. As the two leaders fight to the death and die in bloody battle, the great terror will be alleviated.

The heroes did not leave. They were waiting, waiting for the "great terror" that Sect Leader Xuanyu mentioned.

As monks, they had only heard of the name of the Great Terror but had never seen it. They did not have much fear of the Great Terror, but were curious about what the Great Terror looked like.

Today I can finally see it.

Tushan Jun used the vitality obtained from Xuanyu's soul to repair the emperor's body.

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He really had no other choice, and couldn't even move.

Even a simple flight would intensify the pain, and he finally faced the great terror head-on. His double pupils spun and emitted fairy light, completely piercing through the reality before his eyes.

But he saw nothing.

"Nothing?"

"No!"

"There is no Great Terror. Is the Great Terror a hoax?"

“…”

The most powerful men in the world followed Tushan Jun's gaze and saw only an endless void. There was no so-called great terror, nor did they see the end of all things. Instead, there was only deathly silence.

What followed was long howls and anger with various expressions.

"The great terror!"

"There is no great terror at all."

“It’s a hoax!”

“…”

Bang!

A clear voice came from the depths, and the angry heroes were stunned immediately.

They saw that the body of the invincible Tushan Jun was covered with cracks. There was no fluctuation of magic, no roar of magical power, and the Three Thousand Great Daos seemed to be completely dead and had no reaction.

Click.

A tiny crack appeared between Tushan Jun's eyebrows, and the crack went straight to his chin. With a slight sound, his whole face looked strangely disorganized. At the moment he lowered his head, half of his face fell off completely, fell to the ground and turned into powder, and then disappeared completely.

The ancient great god Kong said in horror: "Is it possible that only he can see it and we can't?!"

Silent fear spread among the monks. They watched with their own eyes as Tushanjun, who had killed the ancestor of Hehuan, underwent such a strange change. It was as if his entire body had suddenly withered away. This invisible horror made all the monks question Tushanjun. They hoped to get the answer from Tushanjun.

Tu Shanjun was completely speechless.

His expression was more solemn than ever before, because he couldn't see anything and he had no idea why his body had undergone such changes.

No wonder Emperor Yama said that the great terror would end everything. Even Xuan Yu, who was born with great supernatural powers, hoped that Tushan Jun would give him a quick death, because it was indeed too hopeless.

Watching everything happen with his own eyes, he was powerless to stop it even though he clearly possessed the great power to destroy the world, and could only quietly wait for death. This would make the cultivator doubt himself, wondering why he had to cultivate to this level, and why after cultivating to this level, he was still easily "disappeared" like a blade of grass.

If it were an ordinary cultivator, his faith would probably have collapsed.

This is the case with many great supernatural powers now. They are as powerful as gods in the world, coming and going freely and living forever. However, just watching Tushan Jun disappear has made them panic-stricken, and the emotion of fear spreads quickly. If they were in their shoes, they would probably destroy themselves in an instant.

"Hundreds of millions of soldiers and generals, the Ghost Emperor True King:"

"The killing array is set in motion, all the heavens and the ten directions!"

"The Ten Directions Ghost King Killing Formation!"

The Soul Honoring Banner suddenly exploded, like a divine pillar protecting the universe, with immortal immortal words flowing on the black gold main pole, and the dark blue banner changed the sky.

The black fog spread out like a long river of time, and the rampant soldiers and ghosts stepped out of the big world and descended into the mortal world. There were countless black armor tides in the nine layers of heaven above, and evil ghosts and spirits were arrayed in the nine layers of abyss below.

The ten ghost kings each govern a region, sitting on a huge banner, like emperors reborn.

A figure then sat down on top of the platform.

Dun Yi's eyes were filled with despair. He was regretting his decision so much that his intestines turned green. Although he was just going with the flow, there were actually many people who wanted to take action against the underworld. Even without his collusion, civil strife would soon break out.

Waiting to die slowly like this is definitely not the situation he wants to see.

He even wanted to commit suicide here and become a soul in the banner.

Click.

Dun Yi looked down.

His arms were covered with cracks.

He looked at Tushan Jun in horror.

There was nothing he could do now except ask for help.