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Chapter 980 Reincarnation of Heaven and Earth

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    "But that's all!"

    Beheading a Daoist with a wave of his hand, the sword-eating patriarch smiled arrogantly. His treasure did not disappoint him. In fact, his white shovel is already the best in this world in terms of sharpness, even in the heavens and ten thousand realms.  They are all ranked high.

    After trying out the details and limits of Xuanhuangdao Qi, the ancestor of Sword Devourer, who was still a little panicked, calmed down. He waved the shovel in his hand and screamed strangely: "Who is next? Want to take this opportunity to suppress this ancestor? Wishful thinking!"

    Seeing that everyone still didn't back down, after all, once they backed down, maybe this rare chance of transcendence would be lost forever, so no matter how low the monk was, he didn't back down, which made the ancestor of Sword Devourer feel fierce  .

    "Very good, it seems that my ancestor didn't kill enough!"

    As soon as the voice fell, he drew a black shadow and rushed into the crowd in an instant.

    Chi Chi Chi Chi!

    Suddenly there was a sound of breaking through the air, and the white shovel danced with the ancestor of the Sword Eater. Every time it was cut, hundreds of monks were cut in two, and the true spirit did not exist.  To put it bluntly, those monks who are not even gods, but the master sword intent emanating from the shovel, have broken the souls of countless people!

    The huge gap between cultivation base and realm led to this unbelievable scene. Seeing this, the Sword Devouring Ancestor thoroughly demonstrated his dominating swordsmanship, a shadow of a sword reaching the sky emerged, and he stepped on the long river of gray and black swordsmanship, which passed through the sky  , Cleansing out the dominant sword intent like a frenzy.

    In just an instant, the cultivator who never became a fairy god was obliterated by this sword intent and fell into the clouds. Suddenly, corpses rained down in the boundless wilderness!

    "You are all the generation of ants, and you dare to spy on the chance of transcendence. You really don't know how to live or die. Now you are lucky to die at the hands of this ancestor!"

    But no one thinks that this is luck. Most of the tens of billions of monks gathered from the thirty-six states have not achieved immortal gods, or have just achieved the realm of immortals. This level of cultivation can stand up against the sword-devouring ancestor.  The sword intent of the realm doesn't even need the ancestor of the sword devourer, the power of the sword intent alone can crush them to death.

    "Run away!"

    Looking at the corpses falling to the boundless land like rain, the billions of monks from the thirty-six states were terrified, and they all flew back like crazy, and countless people even yelled at Zhang Gan.  The defense gave these monks inexplicable confidence, and they might not charge so far.

    But they were blinded by their own luck. Who can blame this? The billions of monks in the thirty-six states, regardless of their level of cultivation, were attracted by the opportunity of transcendence. They all forgot that although this opportunity is good, it is not something they can covet  of.

    Under the dark influence of the Great Tribulation Qi, they still came, as if they had forgotten how powerful the Sword Devouring Patriarch was.

    "Don't run! You are sending yourself to death!"

    Pan Huang's majestic Dao sounded, trying to stop the chaotic crowd, but it was useless, but these monks flew back all the way, but they forgot that there was a Tiandao Sect waiting for them behind them.

    Tiandaozong's attacks on Xuanhuang Pagoda's defenses were all in vain. All the monks in the thirty-six states were protected by Zhang Gan, which made him helpless. When he was gradually preparing to accept failure again in his heart, he did not expect thirty-six  The monks from the six states ran out by themselves.

    Tiandaozong glanced, and immediately saw that on the other side of the boundless monks, the sword-eating patriarch who was wielding a treasure shovel and stepping on the long river of swordsmanship to kill, suddenly understood.

    "Want to run? Where can you run?"

    In the blink of an eye, I don't know how many monks were scared by the sword-eating pagoda and ran out of the enveloping range of the Xuanhuang Pagoda. Panic will spread, and the more it spreads, the greater the panic will be. So many monks retreated, and the result was that many  The monks who didn't understand the situation at all also flew backwards.

    Buzz!

    There was a buzzing sound between the heaven and the earth, as if time and space were frozen for a moment at this moment. After this freeze, half of the boundless wilderness went dark for a while, but it was blocked by the hundreds of millions of black guns fired by Tiandaozong.  brilliant.

    When this wave of spear light fell, all the monks who ran out of the pagoda's coverage turned into ashes.  Suddenly, a rich and unparalleled spiritual energy appeared, and clouds of spiritual energy emerged, and rain of spiritual energy began to patter.

    Every monk will absorb the aura of heaven and earth when practicing, and even absorb it all the time. The higher the cultivation level, the more terrifying the power contained in the monk's body. Once the body dies, this power will become heaven and earth againIt is the common sense of the heavens and the world that the aura returns to the heaven and the earth.

    So many monks died together, and too much aura returned to the heaven and earth, directly gathering into clouds, and countless spiritual clouds fused together, and the rain of aura that started pattering instantly expanded and turned into a torrential rain.

    Every drop of rain is a liquefied aura of heaven and earth. The boundless and dense jungle has withstood the torrential rain of aura from the sky, and every plant and tree begins to grow like crazy, exuding terrifying vitality.

    This scene truly demonstrated to everyone what is the reincarnation of the world, what is the ebb and flow, the death of hundreds of millions of monks is the lush growth of countless flowers and trees in the boundless wilderness, and the reincarnation of cause and effect is vividly displayed at this moment.

    However, countless monks saw it in their eyes, and felt chills all over their bodies, and felt extremely regretful in their hearts.

    "Don't squeeze, Tiandaozong, be careful Tiandaozong!"

    Those monks who hadn't flown out of the pagoda's range hissed, but their voices couldn't be heard very far in this chaotic situation as far as they could see.

    Such great powers as Zhang Qian and Pan Huang felt that the whole world was different at the moment when Tiandaozong wiped out hundreds of millions of monks in one fell swoop, and there were subtle changes. At that time, a kind of foundation increased, which was a good thing  , the increase in the world's heritage will one day make the world grow.

    But now it is something that makes everyone horrified.

    Because if Tiandaozong continues to kill like this, the foundation of this world will continue to increase dramatically, and finally reach the point of forced promotion, ushering in the catastrophe of collapse after failure.

    "I knew it would be better to let the sword-eating patriarch escape by himself, but now this situation"

    Zhang Gan feels regretful, even somewhat remorseful. It is not an exaggeration to say that he led this scene. Right now, he himself does not know what to do. There are billions of chaotic monks who want to calm them down. Anyone can do it.  Unexpectedly, Pan Huang is the great emperor of the human race in name, but he shouted repeatedly, which was useless at all. Everyone was frightened by the two killing gods, one in front and one in the back, almost crazy, and they all flew around like headless chickens, staying in Xuanhuang.  Under the protection of the pagoda, he would be killed by the Sword Devouring Ancestor, and if he flew out, he would be annihilated by the Heavenly Dao Sect. Both ends were dead ends.

    Under this situation, everyone is lucky to appear again.

    In desperation, everyone came up with a thought, that is, if they stay here, they will be killed by the ancestor of the sword eater, and if they fly out, they may still have a chance to survive. No matter how powerful Tiandaozong is, they can't kill people in all directions  .

    As soon as the whole fluke mentality appeared, more monks flew out.

    As for staying within the protective range of the pagoda?  The treasure shovel of the ancestor of the sword devourer can easily break through the defense of the Xuanhuang Dao Qi, and the invincible Master Sword Dao even wiped out the true spirit of countless monks, who would dare to stay.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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