Chapter 47 Variables
(The second update is not far from the end of the book. Collect it first.)
The air is full of terrible airflows, with thick blood floating between heaven and earth, and the ground has been filled with huge cracks bombed by the aftermath of the battle.
Without blood, without amputated limbs and legs, those fallen monks are all horrible power powder, and there is no trace of them, and they completely disappear.
The battle stopped halfway because of Haotian's words. Even so, the number of casualties on both sides was an extremely terrible number.
Nearly 60,000 monks in the virtual world of the Qing Dynasty fell, and more than 40,000 people were also fallen by the joint forces of Buddhism, demons and Confucian swords.
These monks are all practicing their cultivation in the virtual period. In the previous ancient continent, the monks in the virtual period are enough to roar all sentient beings!
Therefore, the faces of both sides who temporarily suspended the battle at this time are probably extremely ugly.
Whoever sees his comrades being cut off like weeds, even if they are not sad can hide the heavy panic in their hearts.
It is not anyone who is frightened, but tens of thousands of lives are annihilated in the blink of an eye!
Although Wang Daoqi and others did not fall in the fight, they were more or less injured to varying degrees, especially Zhenyuan also consumed nearly half of them. If they put themselves into the battle again, they may inevitably be in danger of falling.
At this time, both enemies and me gathered their eyes on Haotian, just because he said, "Let me kill all the enemies today!"
The eyes of the remaining monks in the virtual world are worshipful and fanatical. They have reason to believe that the Haotian Lord, who has dominated the virtual world for nearly 10,000 years, can indeed do it. But for their enemies, Jiaye and others, this is undoubtedly an extremely ridiculous joke, which is simply ridiculous.
He Haotian is indeed the peak figure who has already reached the great perfection of the Mahayana period, and the Xuanyang Zifu sword in his hand is indeed a powerful spiritual treasure of heaven and earth, but if he can stand and destroy nearly 50 Mahayana monks and more than 40,000 monks in the virtual period, who will believe it?
Haotian did not seem to notice all this. After he said that seemingly arrogant word again, he fell into silence.
Two whirlpools frequently rolled in his star-like eyes, and a trace of struggle gushed out on his face, as if he was making an extremely difficult decision.
No one opened his mouth. Everyone witnessed this scene and suddenly felt a strange heavy feeling rising in the air. Even the Mahayana monks such as Jiaye and more than 40,000 people behind them gradually became solemn.
"bald donkey, do you know what's so powerful in the world that can make a Mahayana so confident to destroy us?" Zichen frowned, and thought flashed in his red eyes.
"As far as I know, such a thing does not seem to exist at all..." Jia Ye directly ignored the word 'bald donkey' in Zichen's mouth, looked solemn, and slowly said.
"Oh, but Haotian doesn't seem to be a mystery." Zichen frowned more sharply.
"I think so." Jiaye said quietly and did not give a very clear answer.
The dialogue between the two fell into the ears of the others behind him, and they couldn't help but sink their hearts. Jia Ye and Zichen were old monsters who had lived for nearly ten thousand years. If the people present with a wide range of knowledge were almost unmatched, both of them would say such words. Can Haozhen be able to kill all of them with the power of one person as he said?
At this time, the whirlpool in Haotian's eyes faded, and a decisive color gushed out on his face, and then slowly closed his eyes.
Haotian's strange move almost made everyone present feel surprised. What is he going to do?
Papa...
Haotian put away the Xuanyang Zifu sword in his hand, held the burning white light in his hands, and slapped it out into the void in a strange posture. He saw the void sunken piece by piece. The sunken void suddenly shot out the light of the stars, instantly shooting thousands of feet and shining in all directions!
Haotian's face suddenly became extremely pale and transparent, and his skin became loose and aging at a speed visible to the naked eye... Almost in an instant, he had changed from a young man to a young man, with white hair.
"He actually consumed most of his life! What is he going to do? Jiaye's voice was extremely surprised, and his eyes were even more suspicious.
"It seems a little bad..." Zichen's face also became extremely gloomy and her voice was extremely heavy.
What on earth is a peak monk in the great perfection of the Mahayana period, who does not hesitate to waste more than half of his life and longevity?
Puff!
Those sunken voids spit out a large mouthful of blood. As soon as the blood mist appeared, it was quickly swallowed up by the sunken void. The burning white light blooming in the depression was brighter. At the same time, a terrible breath scattered, making everyone's hearts pound and unconsciously. Two steps back.
"Disciple Haotian, welcome the immortals in the fairyland." Haotian's voice respected the predecessors, and the whole person crawled in the void for the first three times.
Fairy World...Shangxian!!?
This sound is like a huge hammer, hitting everyone's heart fiercely, making their scalp numb.
Before everyone could react, they saw that the sunken void that had bloomed thousands of dazzling white light suddenly broke, and a green haze channel appeared in front of them in an instant.
Wo!
A clear and powerful sound of a cow came from the channel, and with the sound, an extraordinary green cow walked out of the channel leisurely.
And on the back of the green cow, there sat an old man whose cheeks were as rosy and smooth as a baby. His white eyebrows were slender, a pair of indifferent eyes that seemed to be bottomless, his hair was tied with a green willow branch as a hairpin inserted diagonally in his hairline, holding a green flute, which flattened him with a trace of fairy bones.
With the old man's green cow, a horrible atmosphere that made everyone panic and wanted to kneel to the ground instantly permeated around.
The old man fell from the back of the cow, with his hands behind his back, and his eyes swept around. He didn't see his movements. He appeared in front of Haotian in an instant and nodded slightly and said, "All the immortals are known. You should retreat."
His voice was extremely light, like the breeze in March, but it fell into everyone's ears as if there were thousands of boulders pressed on their hearts, almost suffocating.
Zichen, Jiaye and other Mahayana monks and more than 40,000 people behind them changed their faces dramatically, and their hearts set off a rolling stormy waves. With such a horrible atmosphere, how can this old man not be a fairy?
When did Haotian have such ability to call the immortals from the fairyland to the earth to help?
But no matter how you think about it, the current situation has become precarious because of the strong appearance of a fairy!
Anyone present, whether it is Zichen, the lord of the demon world, or Jiaye, the lord of the Buddha Kingdom, has an endless chill in their hearts. The two of them were like this, not to mention the others. They stepped down in an instant and had no fighting spirit at all.
Haotian stood up respectfully and wanted to retreat, but he heard the old man suddenly say, "Why are there mortals here?"
Haotian followed the old man's eyes and saw that it was Zhang Baocai, and the mortals in the old man's mouth were Hong Daquan and Xiao Huzi, as well as Lan Xuehen's children.
Everything Hong Daquan had seen was frightened by five holes and was unconscious. At this time, he was laughing like a fool, while Xiao Huzi and Lin'er were not shocked because of the protection of Zhang Baocai and Lan Xuehen. At this time, the two little guys were blinking dark eyes and looking at the old man in front of them with a curious face.
"These five people are relatives and friends of a little guy with the luck of becoming immortals." Haotian didn't want to say everything, but in the face of the old man's bottomless eyes, he couldn't help telling the truth obediently.
"Hear luck? Humph, do people in the lower world still have such luck? The old man hummed disdainly, then swept around and asked, "Where is the man?" Let me have a look, too?"
Haotian said respectfully, "When I return to the immortal, that person is not here at this time, and may appear in a moment."
The old man said lightly, "In this case, kill those three mortals. How can the people in my fairyland be peeped at by ants?"
Haotian hasn't spoken yet. Zhang Baocai beside him has been waiting impatiently and shouted angrily, "How dare you!"
The old man turned his head, just glanced at it, and heard the sound of crackling bones. Zhang Baocai's legs suddenly broke and almost fell on his knees in the void. He suffered from this severe pain, and insisted on kneeling with supreme perseverance, making everyone automatically face in an instant.
"It's an innate golden spirit, no wonder..."
The old man shouted softly, and then waved his sleeves, and a huge force came out. Zhang Baocai couldn't stand it any longer and knelt in the void.
After being so humiliated, Zhang Baocai's face became extremely ferocious, and the blue veins on his forehead burst out one by one. He gritted his teeth fiercely and said, "What a bullshit fairy, you can kill me if you have guts, otherwise I will destroy your three souls and seven souls, and I will never be reincarnated forever!"
"Hmm."
The old man hummed disdainly, and then seemed to be too lazy to pay attention to Zhang Baocai. He said to Haotian, "Why, don't you listen to my order?"
Haotian's forehead soaked out of bean sweat, and he was about to wave his hand to destroy Hong Daquan, Xiaohuzi and Lin'er, but he heard a sound suddenly.
"You are a man of the fairyland. You don't know the rules and go down to the earth privately. If you want to kill mortals, aren't you afraid of punishment?"
However, Wen Xiaojing couldn't help opening his mouth. He was originally a Confucian scholar and only devoted himself to the people of the world. At this time, when he saw that an immortal wanted to harm mortals, he couldn't help but open his mouth.
The old man's eyes were shocked and the golden light came. With a gentle wave of his hand, he saw a flashing arc suddenly appeared above Wen Xiaojing's head and bombard down!
Puff!
The surging fairy spirit contained in the arc instantly bombed Wen Xiaojing into foam!
A Confucian monk in the great perfection of the Mahayana period was killed with a wave of the old man...
Everyone took a breath of cold air, and endless appalling came to their cheeks.
"I'm here, how can you speak?" The old man snorted coldly.
Haotian saw this, but he smiled happily, and the white light in his hand shot, killing the already delirious Hong Daquan in an instant. He was about to kill the little tiger, but Zhang Baocai took the little tiger into his arms first, looking ferocious and said word by word, "If you want to kill it, even kill me!"
Haotian frowned, and he still wanted to threaten Zhang Yan with Zhang Baocai. He couldn't kill him and couldn't say that he looked at Lin'er in Lan Xuehen's arms.
However, Lan Xuehen's face suddenly turned extremely frightened and screamed, "No, don't kill my child. If you want to kill me, kill me. Don't kill my child, please, please..."
Lan Xuehen loved Zhang Yan. Haotian knew it, but he was not sure whether the little guy in front of him was Zhang Yan's son, and he hesitated for a moment.
The old man saw this and hummed coldly.
Haotian couldn't help but be excited. He raised his hand and a white light was about to hit Lin'er in Lan Xuehen's arms.
At this time, an indifferent voice was like a nine-day dragon, stirring up the whole world, "How dare a bullshit fairy to make a second place here?"
The people present were shocked and looked at each other, but they didn't know who spoke.
Before anyone could reflect it, there was suddenly a dazzling figure in the void.
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