Chapter 365 Have you figured out how to die?
Fentian looked at Yuan Cang and the others, but his hands did not stop at all. He still controlled countless flame pillars to chase and intercept the black fog, forcing it to flee frantically.

Space doors appeared one after another, and most people rushed to flee.

They knew that in a battle of this level, if they were even slightly touched they would be reduced to ashes, not even their souls would remain, so naturally they had no intention of thinking about any treasures.

But when they saw that there was not even a door at the Yuan Gate before leaving, everyone's hearts suddenly changed. Some were puzzled, some felt pity, some gloated, and only a very small number of people had eyes filled with shock and anger...

"Aren't you leaving?"

Lin Changqiang tilted his head and looked to his side. At this time, there was only one person left in the Jiutian Taiqing Palace team.

"I want to stay here and watch the battle." Ling Qingzhu glanced at the people of Yuanmen, then shook his head and turned his gaze to the black fog. "If the black fog escapes, it will probably cause a lot of trouble."

She didn't know the origin of the black fog, but just from its eerie fluctuations and its contemptuous attitude towards everyone, she could tell that it was not a good thing.

Lin Changqiang nodded slightly, said no more, and looked down.

At this time, the Yuan Sect was in a panic. Both the disciples who had just entered the Eight Yuan Sect and the three little kings were all terrified. The reason they stayed here was not because they did not want to leave, but because since just now, all of their bodies were suppressed by a powerful aura and could not move!
Like a lamb to be slaughtered, or a sinner awaiting judgment.

"Their lives are at your disposal." Fentian's voice sounded from above, without any joy or sadness. His gaze, which was originally looking at the people of Yuanmen, shifted to the black fog again.

When he was first awakened, his attention was all on the Great Desolate Monument and the Demon Generals, and he didn't notice anything unusual. It was not until he was reminded and observed for a while that he discovered that the three people did have demonic power hidden in their bodies. Although it was very weak, it was enough to prove that they had betrayed the world.

Should I believe a young man who is recognized by the Great Desolate Monument, the Qiankun Ancient Formation and the Ancestral Talisman, or should I believe three guys with strange demonic energy in their bodies?
After a brief moment of anger and sadness, his heart returned to peace.

Betrayal was not uncommon as early as the war between heaven and earth, and it was nothing new.

In the giant formation, magma surged out from all directions, forming a sea of ​​magma pouring towards the fleeing black fog, which was extremely spectacular.

"Thank you, senior."

Lin Changqiang bowed slightly and looked at Yuan Cang and others without any pity or hesitation in his eyes.

He figured it out the moment Fentian made his move. Since he had already harbored a great hatred, why not just expose it and unite the seven major sects to fight against Yuanmen?
In the past, he would have been a little wary of the fact that Yuanmen had one more wheel-turning master than Dao Sect, but now.

A big boss who failed to cross the reincarnation calamity, even if his current strength is only 80% of his victorious period, must be able to unleash a lot of power from the Great Desolate Monument. In this way, he will not have to sacrifice himself to suppress the demons. In addition, the other party had received guidance from the Ice Lord in the past, so it should not be difficult to bring in Dao Zong. Then his camp will have three Wheel-Revolvers.

Elder Qian is on par with Ren Yuanzi, Ying Xuanzi is by no means weaker than Di Yuanzi, and Senior Fentian, who has touched the cycle of reincarnation, is likely to be able to withstand Tian Yuanzi.

Of course, the most important one is Aokiji!
The Green Dragon King, who hates evil with a vengeance, has lived from the ancient war to today. From his weak days to his entry into reincarnation, he has never stopped fighting against the demons. If he were to learn that the Yuan Sect was secretly communicating with the demons, perhaps without waiting for others to take action, there would only be seven super sects left in the Dongxuan Region.

"Have you figured out how to die?"

Lin Changqiang held his right arm high, and the Great Desolate Monument floating above his head suddenly shone brightly. The might it exuded terrified everyone in the Yuan Sect. Unfortunately, they were suppressed to the point that they couldn't even move a finger, let alone beg for mercy. They could only watch the huge monument like a small mountain falling from the sky...

boom! ! !
It was as if thunder resounded through the sky. Ling Qingzhu, who had already looked away, could not help but tremble slightly and felt a little cold. She knew that with this blow, all 540 disciples of Yuanmen participating in the competition had been killed, but this seemed to be just the beginning.

[Congratulations to the host, the side quest - be proud of yourself has been completed. The completion progress is as follows:
Kill eight spirit generals: 6/6
Kill Little Thunder King: 1/1
Kill the Little Spirit King: 1/1
Kill Little Yuan King: 1/1
Kill Yuanmen disciples: 540/540]

[Reward number of draws x 15, reward item Yuanmen Nemesis (a mid-level pure Yuan treasure. When the opponent belongs to the Yuanmen faction, it will not break no matter how powerful the attack is, and will definitely break the opponent's defense no matter how strong it is)]

G——O——A——L!

Even though he had anticipated this scene, Lin Changqiang couldn't help but feel excited at this moment, as if he had seen the Chinese national football team advance to the World Cup.

After calming down a little, before he could make any move, the Great Desolate Monument suddenly flew back at the speed of light, transformed into a human form, shaking its clothes in disgust.

"You kid, if you want to deal with some minions, why don't you just tell me directly? Why do you have to use my real body?"

"I forgot about it because I was so excited." Lin Changqiang smiled, feeling particularly good. "After I go back, I will try my best to get more materials to nourish your body."

"Hey, that's more like it." Thinking of that kind of strange energy, even the knowledgeable Great Desolation Monument couldn't help but admire it.

It was clearly just energy melted from all kinds of messy spiritual treasures and materials, but it was actually beneficial to him, the third most powerful divine object in the world! His new owner really had a lot of secrets.

At this moment, in the giant formation, the demon was still resisting fiercely. Wave after wave of black fog swept over, and endless coldness eroded and dissipated the nearby magma. However, this resistance was obviously very difficult. After all, since the beginning, that kind of sharp and disdainful ridicule had not been heard again.

After a while, when the foothold of the black fog was suppressed to the smallest, a stiff smile finally appeared on the face of the man in red robe.

The eight giant gates suddenly shone brightly, illuminating the entire sky. Endless magma merged together to form a giant magma mountain that was more majestic than the surrounding volcanoes. The terrifying heat caused the space to begin to distort and deform.

"Bastard!"

The demon was obviously pushed to the extreme, and finally an angry voice was heard from the black fog. It was a pity that this was only the final vent.

"This time, you won't have any chance to escape."

Fentian looked down at the alien demon, then waved his sleeves lightly, and the mountain of magma roared down and suppressed the black fog.

The black fog struggled hard, but it was still like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. Endless red chains emerged from the bottom of the mountain and bound it tightly there. A circle of thick red light also bloomed, forming a prison that wrapped around the black fog. But just when the demon in the black fog was full of resentment and unwillingness and did not want to be suppressed for countless more years, a voice that could fulfill its wish appeared.

"Senior, do you need an ancestral talisman or the Great Desolate Monument?"

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