He's waiting, waiting for an ending.Shen Changsheng had already thought about it, and he would definitely not save Xiao Zifeng if he saved him.However, he wouldn't let those men in black destroy Bai Yutai.Yes, Shen Changsheng's plan is.If Xiao Zifeng wins, then he will leave immediately, and after a few days the incident will subside, then he will leave on Baiyutai.On the contrary, if Xiao Zifeng died, then he immediately took action and stopped these black-clothed people.Of course, at the moment, the chances of stopping it are still very small.Because the number of people on the other side seems to be a little too much.But Shen Changsheng was still willing to give it a try.What's more, these men in black are dying very quickly, maybe after a while, there won't be so many people left?"
Wait?
What are you waiting for?
”Xiao Batian was very confused.He naturally didn't know Shen Changsheng's purpose, and Shen Changsheng wouldn't tell him this.Shen Pei and Wen Zhe, on the other hand, had a flash in their eyes, and seemed to understand Shen Changsheng's intentions.After all, they and Shen Changsheng can be regarded as 'knowing the roots' in some ways."
Okay, you're my eldest brother, you can wait if you say wait."
Xiao Batian muttered two sentences and was silent.With a dark face, he waved his hand expressionlessly, alerting the people around him.When he came out on this trip, he still brought a lot of guards, and there were more than a dozen people, each of whom was not too weak than the master.Even, in the dark, there may be a being he doesn't know is protecting him.No way, as the heir of a big man, that's how DIAO!
In the darkness, one after another flashes of lightning, flickering and dimming, all of them were magical spells released by cultivators, and there was blood splashing in the sky, strange and gorgeous.This is the flower of death, which is rare for ordinary people to see.Even the cultivators who licked the blood at the edge of the knife, almost most of them had never seen such a large-scale, shocking blood flower bloom now.Ordinary stamens, at the moment of blooming, are almost always accompanied by a beautiful, warm spring breeze, warm sunshine, or a hundred years of joy.......
Only when this flower of death blooms, it is accompanied by wailing, screaming, anger, screaming, pain, despair......."
Kill!"
From time to time, there was a long roar that shook the heavens and the earth.Then, like a comet, it fell, or was killed, or it blew itself up.I don't know when the whining voice suddenly sounded, the ghost cried wolf-like howl, making people's hearts palpitate at the same time, but also with a sad sadness that made people's eyes sour.In the sky, the wind and clouds surged, and drops of blood-colored rain fell.The powerhouses of the Manifestation Realm, each one of them is a great existence, and the cultivators who can come this far, every one of them is the pride of the sky, and their blood, if they do not destroy the divinity in it, can collapse a mountain of tens of thousands of feet with a single drop.And their divine souls, although they have not reached the point of immortality, have also initially separated from the real mortal and approached the gods.Every Manifestation Powerful has its own will, and their will, within a not very broad range, can almost replace the existence of the Heavenly Dao.It is impossible for a strong man in such a realm to fall without the slightest movement.And when thousands of Manifest Saints and Powerful Beings fell, the entire sky turned blood-colored, and vague shadows of ghosts and gods appeared in the void, some wailing, some crying........"
After this battle, I'm afraid that the Three Realms of this Divine Domain will be abolished, right?"
Xiao Batian shrunk his neck.Lawless as he was, looking at this scene at this time, his heart was also cold, and sadness rose."
Perhaps, this is the fate of most cultivators........."
The blood rain dripping on the palm of his hand was cold and abnormal, Shen Changsheng looked down and sighed lightly in his heart.Perhaps, in the eyes of many secular people, cultivators pursue immortality, and their destination is also immortality or immortality.()