Chapter 109 The Avenue Shot

At this time, Qingtian suddenly said, "Even so, the different world is just a resentment of three or four billion yuan, but it won't produce so much power!" It can actually turn the whole world into a deadland.

Hongjun smiled bitterly and said, "Have you forgotten the curse that Lucifa still made on the world of flood and famine? These grievances are their people. Now the addition of curses and resentment is not a matter of one plus one equals two. Its power has doubled several times!"

Qingtian suddenly changed when he heard the words, and the other nine people also opened their eyes at this time. They looked at Hongjun and Qingtian solemnly, as if they wanted to hear their thoughts.

Qingtian said helplessly, "I can't wait for several Taoist friends. It seems that I can only take action directly to completely erase this dead field from the flood. Otherwise, relying on the speed of this dead field, the whole flood will be completely swallowed up by it in a short time. Although we can't die, the flood world will be completely finished. It's done."

Hongjun stopped at this time and said, "If Taoist friends erase it from the flood, it will be entangled with endless cause and effect. I'm afraid even the holy throne may not be able to be preserved!"

Qingtian was silent and said, "No, is there any other way?" Hongjun was stunned, right! If you don't do this, the flood will be completely destroyed.

Thinking of this, Hongjun sighed slightly and said, "If there are millions of Luo Jinxian in the world, it can definitely be completely erased without any cause and effect."

Qing Tian smiled bitterly and said, "It's not easy to take out millions of Luo Jinxian!" With that, he was about to completely erase the dead area.

The dead area seemed to be aware of the crisis. It suddenly expanded its territory more than ten times, and then continued to lurk down, as if it was digesting the area that had just been swallowed.

Qingtian was suddenly furious when he saw this, and Hongjun and others also changed their faces. They hurriedly formed an isolation layer to stop it from continuing to expand. Then Qingtian said angrily, "What should I do now? If it goes on like this, the flood will be completely over."

Hongjun said with a wry smile, "What else can we do? Even if we go together now, I'm afraid we may not be able to completely eliminate it, and it expands too fast. We can't imagine that if it goes on like this, the whole flood will become a deadland in less than a month." Speaking of this, Hongjun lowered his head feebly, and the nine people were silent. After all, this matter was not something they could resist.

Just when Qingtian and others were desperate, Qingtian suddenly felt that the destruction in his sleeve suddenly trembled. Qingtian took out the body of destruction with a big wave in his heart. A fourteen-pin destruction black lotus appeared in front of everyone, but there were cracks everywhere on the black lotus, as if it was a slight touch, it would break. Generally.

When Hongjun and others saw that Qingtian actually took out a congenital treasure, they were stunned and said, "Why did Qingtian Taoist friends take this thing out?" Is it possible that this thing can resist its devouring? With that, Hongjun looked at the blue sky with a Xiyi face.

Qingtian said helplessly, "I don't know. It's just that he jumped for a moment. I took it out to see if he could fight against its devouring." With that, Qingtian waved his hand and threw the destruction of the black lotus into its range.

It was shocked after sensing the smell of destroying the black lotus, and then quickly left the scope of destroying the black lotus, as if very afraid of destroying the black lotus. The destruction of the black lotus was completely the opposite. After he sensed the breath of the land of death, a powerful devouring force suddenly appeared, swallowing up all the breath of death around him, and constantly devouring the air of death more distant.

To know what death is, it must be destroyed before death. Destruction can be said to be the father of death. It is natural for the father to teach his son a lesson, so the destruction of black lotus can naturally devour the spirit of death.

Hongjun and others were immediately surprised when they saw this, as if they had just escaped from the abyss of death, but soon everyone was silent again, because the place of death seemed to have noticed the appearance of the destruction of black lotus, and it suddenly spread around again, and even the isolation layer formed by the eleven saints was easily by it. Break it. Everyone's face suddenly looked ugly. Now the power of the land of death is no longer what they can destroy. Suddenly, they regret it. If it is destroyed when its power is weak, it will be stained with a lot of cause and effect, but it is much better than the flooded world becoming a deadland!

Without the power of eleven saints, the land of death suddenly began to spread around the flood, and the speed was getting faster and faster. Wherever the spirit of death passes, whether it is high mountains and rivers, or famous mountains and rivers, they are all turned into dead areas, and there is no vitality. Although the destruction of the black lotus can devour the endless gas of death, it can't catch up with the speed of its spread. Soon, nearly half of the world in the flood world was submerged by the land of death. Hongjun and others have completely given up. After all, they are unable to stop the spread of the land of death.

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In the mysterious unknown of the flooded world, a ball of about 10 billions of miles is constantly rotating, swallowing up the endless chaotic power every minute and every second, and then sends it into various famous mountains and rivers in the flood world along the small pipes around it. Obviously, this color ball is the origin of the flood world. .

In the depths of the source of the world, a little purple light constantly emits endless power, and the source of the wilderness continues to grow under this purple light. This purple light is a reward given to the world to cultivate sage monks.

After the emergence of the land of death, a dark area began to appear above the source of the flooded world, and the dark area became larger and bigger with the passage of time, and it continued to spread around. It seemed that it wanted to completely devour the whole source of the flood and famine. Although the source of the flood and famine had made efforts, the effect was not effective. Large, so I gave up the struggle and let the paint-black area spread. After all, even if the dark area completely submerges him, it will not die, but the power it emits is different.

It's like a person. You are a good person. You are a human. You are a bad person. You are still a human. It is impossible for you to become a human because you have become bad. That's the truth.

And the black area has no original resistance, and the speed of devouring is faster. Soon, the origin of the flood world is half turbid, and it begins to push forward to the other half.

At this time, the purple brilliance, as if it had not been noticed, still releasing endless power to expand the origin of the flood. At this time, the black area seemed to feel the existence of the purple light, and immediately turned into a big mouth to swallow the purple light. The purple light still flashed without any resistance.

Just as the big black mouth was about to devour the purple light, the purple light suddenly released a bright power. What kind of power is that? Nothing can describe his existence, and the large dark mouth was like a thin layer of paper in front of the force, which was instantly broken by the force, and then the purple light disappeared into the depths of chaos.

After the purple light disappeared in the depths of chaos, a terrible beam of light suddenly fell from the depths of chaos in an instant, and then directly shone on the source of heaven and earth in the flooded world. In an instant, the dark area was directly compressed into a small dot by this beam of light, and then the dark dots disappeared directly.

At this time, Qingtian looked at the land swallowed by death below and felt very uncomfortable. "We lost this disaster after all." A bitter word sounded beside him. Yes! We lost the whole world of famine. Everyone was silent here.

At this time, a beam of light shining down from the depths of chaos, and the endless pressure fell from the sky. Suddenly, there was a silence. Qingtian and others looked up at the pillar of light in horror. "Is this,,, is this the power of the road?" The mixed Taoist staddled a little.

Hongjun said happily, "Yes, this is definitely the power of the road. The road is still on our side, hahahaha." Speaking of this, Hongjun burst into laughter.

And Hun Yuan and others are also very happy. After all, the road began to be the supreme existence in the chaos. With his help, this little thing in the flooded world is nothing.

And the beam of light in the sky shone after the flood, and the endless breath of death converged to the sky along an inexplicable trajectory. After a few breaths, all the breaths of death in the world were completely converged together, forming a dark sphere of ten thousand feet in size.

When Hongjun and others saw the sphere, they immediately frowned, because the power of this ball was enough to completely destroy a saint. Most importantly, Hongjun and others were very disgusted with the spirit of death. After all, the previous flood was almost completely swallowed up by the spirit of death.