The purple bamboo grows into pieces, rustling in the wind, and sheds crystal clear dewdrops, like fairy light rain.
"Senior Brother, I specially sent people to Yunyang Realm to collect 30,000-year-old cloud dew, more than a thousand kinds of holy medicines, and brewed it for thousands of years. Could it be put into your mouth?"
The two adults look like they have a body like a human being, with a long tail and hair like vines. They are in their forties or fifties and are well-dressed. There is nothing about them that makes the entire dead clan fear them, and there is nothing mysterious about them.
The smile is sincere and there is a hint of humility in the eyes.
The drunkard sitting opposite him was completely different. His clothes were in tatters and he smelled of alcohol. He was no different from a beggar. He took the glass and took a sip, closed his eyes, and was intoxicated.
"Yes, among the wines I have drunk in my life, it is enough to rank in the top five!"
The two adults sat calmly and said solemnly: "Since Tianmu has come forward to intimidate all parties and preserved the remnants of the Anti-God Clan, and with Tiannan's strong support, there should be no noise in the hell world!"
"Elder brother, come back to Tiannan with me, and take the Nishen Clan back with you. Choose the world of Tiannan, whichever one you like will be yours. If you don't choose the right one, the entire world of the dead will be destroyed. It¡¯s up to you to choose.¡±
Then, he said earnestly: "You have been with Master the longest and have the deepest relationship. Master was still talking about you before he entered the Temple of Death!"
The drunkard stopped drinking, and a look of concentration appeared in his eyes, saying: "Master, has he entered the Temple of Death again?"
The second master nodded, with infinite reverence and pride in his eyes, and said: "Master once again walks out of the Temple of Death, he will be invincible in the world. Senior Brother, we are now in a changing era, the battle between heaven and hell The war will only intensify. In such a great era, no one can remain neutral."
"Those who are neutral can only die."
The drunkard looked at him with strange eyes.
"Of course, anyone who dares to be an enemy of senior brother is an enemy of Tiannan." The two adults said seriously, and said: "Once the first starry sky defense line of Heavenly Court is broken, the starry sky where Xinghuantian and Xingtianya are located will be destroyed." The location of the domain is no longer the edge of the hell realm, but a sharp knife inserted into the underworld. At that time, you will become a stumbling block for the hell realm to continue to attack. If you do not make a choice, the consequences will be unpredictable. !¡±
"Master has entered the Death Temple after all, and Tiannan's right to speak has been greatly weakened. The Nine-Death Emperor of the Dark Temple, Yan Renhuan of the Yama Clan, the one from the Shura Clan, and the one from the Stone Clan, all Very radical. Now, Xu Tian has walked out of the Great Tribulation Palace after a hundred thousand years, and his first battle was to cross the starry sky defense line of heaven. The message conveyed is self-evident. "
"Junior brother is really worried that senior brother will make wrong choices and be taken advantage of by others."
"Second brother, have you come to Xinghuantian specifically to teach me how to do things?" A cold look appeared in the drunkard's eyes.
The second master calmly said: "Those people in Kunlun Realm were ambitious a hundred thousand years ago. Otherwise, how could they end up like that? They are completely overestimating their abilities! If your cultivation is not at the level of the ancestors, don't even think about relying on it. If you change the world by your own efforts, if you do it forcefully, you will be punished by God."
¡°It¡¯s hard to find just one ancestor in tens of millions of years!¡±
"For now, if we want to change the world and have the power to protect ourselves when the calamity comes, we must devour the heavenly realms as quickly as possible, so as to increase the strength of the hell realm to its peak. This is the general trend, and we must follow the trend. for!"
"If Senior Brother and Xing Tianya join in, within one Yuan Hui, Heavenly Court will be destroyed. Senior Brother's cultivation level will also rise several levels."
The drunkard said: "Do you really think that this can prevent the calamity instead of losing both sides in the war?"
"In fact, in the past hundred years since the war began, the overall strength of all races has greatly increased." Er DaHua said.
The drunkard said: "Is it really that simple? Do you really think it is your hell realm that is pushing for this war?"
"Senior Brother, you are referring to the quantitative organization?"
The second master said: "This is just a rumor! Even if they really exist, can a mere group of shady little guys influence the decisions made by the heavens?"
The drunkard said: "What I am talking about is the war itself. In fact, it is not the hell world that drives the war, it is the war that drives the hell world. It is the desires in the hearts of the monks of all races that drive you. In the hell world, except for a few who have a long-term vision, Do the characters, most of the monks, including the gods, really think about the calamity in the future?"
¡°They just want to swallow souls, be bloodthirsty, cannibal, rob, and destroy, enjoy the pleasure of killing and enslaving living beings, possess wealth and resources, and show off their military power.¡±
&When the Emperor walks out of the Dark Temple, it will surely kick off the all-out war between heaven and hell. All in all, it's a good thing. Next, it depends on the attitude of Emperor Fengdu! "
The two adults laughed. If the death of a god can be exchanged for the same hatred of the entire hell world, it would indeed be a good thing.
"Wow!"
He pointed out.
The old woodcutter's body then turned into a wisp of smoke and dispersed.
A white hair fell from the smoke.
The second master shook his head and smiled, looking in the direction of the Hundred Clans Royal City, his eyes gradually became colder, and said: "This situation has really changed at a moment's notice!"
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The royal city of hundreds of tribes.
In less than ten breaths, Qingyuntai was torn into two halves, the Huoze Shenjun fell under the Seven-handled Ancestral Soul Sword, and the Emperor was beaten to pieces by the Anti-God Monument, and the bones and fire were scattered.
"Pfft!"
The elephant in Fengdu Ghost City, Ruyue, was nailed to the ground by Zhang Ruochen with a rusty divine sword. His divine light leaked out of his body, and his divine body kept twitching. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com