Chapter 3117 There Is No Greater Sorrow than Death.

"We are fighting a protracted war. Just keep bombarding. I think Zhao Wude is more anxious than us." Liu Lang would not reprimand many heavenly beings as straightforwardly as Bai Yingjun. After all, he still had to count on these heavenly beings to help, so , he calmed everyone's emotions from another angle.

In fact, Zhao Wude was indeed more anxious than Liu Lang.

Although he still has the power to control the magic circle and evade the attacks of Liu Lang and others through the changes of the magic circle, this is not a long-term solution after all. The most important thing is that he has already used twenty holy masters and one hundred Fifty Heavenly Lords activate the magic circle. Every minute and every second is a huge consumption. If we don't seize the time and open the origin of the world, when the twenty Holy Lords and one hundred and fifty Heavenly Lords can no longer support it, they will All efforts will be in vain.

"We must fight back!"

It was obvious that Zhao Wude could not afford to fight a protracted war.

After the battle on Lanshan Mountain, his strength dropped drastically. This time it was due to good luck that he managed to gather twenty Holy Masters and one hundred and fifty Heavenly Lords. If he failed, there would be no further distance for at least three to five hundred years. The origin of the world, such a close opportunity.

Thinking of this, Zhao Wude gritted his teeth and took out a red crystal while controlling the magic circle and flicked it into the void. The next moment, the red crystal exploded.

Violent power surged out, like a mountain bearing down on top, rushing towards Liu Lang, Bai Yingjun, and the fifty Heavenly Lords outside the magic circle.

"not good!"

Bai Yingjun was the first to react, suddenly dodged to the side, waved his hand and fired several magic formulas. Under the guidance of these magic formulas, the immortal power attacking the magic circle instantly twisted into one, and then, above everyone's heads, Spread into a dense defensive network.

The energy released by the red crystal stones eventually fell on the defense net.

"boom!"

With a violent vibration, the defensive network was completely torn apart.

However, most of the energy released by the red crystal was offset by the defensive network. In the end, less than one-third fell on Liu Lang, Bai Yingjun and the fifty Tianzun.

But it was less than one-third that made these people spit out blood.

"What the hell is that?"

Although Liu Lang is the one with the lowest cultivation level among the group, due to the supreme rule and fellow practitioners of the three methods,

On the contrary, he was the least injured, spitting out the blood foam remaining in his mouth, and Liu Lang's face was full of horror.

The piece of red crystal just now looks not much bigger than an amethyst coin, but the energy erupted within it cannot be compared to hundreds of millions or billions of amethyst coins.

It's hard to imagine what means are needed to press a massive amount of energy into such a small space.

"The neon stone of the Tianji clan."

At this time, Bai Yingjun, who was seriously injured, struggled to stand up and said with a pale face.

"Neon Stone?"

There is no doubt that Liu Lang doesn't know.

"It is said that the neon stone is an ancient relic before the starry sky was formed. In the early years, it was acquired by a powerful person from the Tianji clan. The powerful person from the Tianji clan wanted to use the neon stone to assist his cultivation. He did not want the energy in the neon stone to be too violent. Eventually, It was counterproductive, and he never made any progress in his cultivation throughout his life. He realized that the neon stone cannot be conquered by human beings, so the great master of the Tianji tribe simply divided the neon stone, refined it, and gave it to the genius descendants of the Tianji tribe so that they could use it for self-defense."

Bai Yingjun told the ins and outs of the neon stone in a few words.

"So, he showed all his last trump cards?" Liu Lang murmured to himself.

"It should be the last trump card... When the situation was so critical in Shanglan Mountain, he didn't even use the Neon Stone. We didn't even know that he was carrying the Neon Stone. After all, he was not a member of the Tianji Clan. If we knew he was holding the neon stone, we probably wouldn't have defeated him at the beginning." Bai Yingjun said with complicated eyes.

"No, I think this neon stone is the strongest, but it is also beyond the bearable range. We are not living well now." Zhao Wude's desperate expression surprised Liu Lang.

"Living is only temporary."

Under Liu Lang's questioning gaze, Zhao Wude continued.

"Temporarily?" Not only did Liu Lang's pupils shrink, but all the injured Tianzuns lying on the ground also pricked up their ears.

"The power of the neon stone will penetrate deep into the practitioner's Dantian, sea of ​​consciousness, and flesh and blood, causing wounds that are difficult to heal. Most of the injured will die within three years due to the collapse of the Dantian, sea of ​​consciousness, or flesh and blood." said. When he said these words, Bai Yingjun's body was trembling a little.

"In three years, we will be dead?"

Those Tianzun cultivators who originally wanted to get up simply lay back down. Bai Yingjun was also injured. They believed that Bai Yingjun would not lie and since he had been sentenced to death, there was no need to struggle pointlessly. .

But this is just them, Liu Lang will not give up easily and accept his fate.

"You also said that it was the vast majority of the injured, but what about the small number left?" Seizing the key points in Bai Yingjun's words, Liu Lang asked with expectation. He felt that he or they could become That little part is left.

"The small part that's left..."

Zhao Wude paused for a moment, then sighed and said: "The best result is that like the great master of the Tianji clan who first obtained the neon stone, his cultivation level will never improve for the rest of his life."

"this……"

For those cultivators who have given up, being unable to improve their cultivation for the rest of their lives is obviously an acceptable result, but the corners of Liu Lang's mouth twitched for no reason.

He finally understood why Bai Yingjun was crying and sad.

Back then, the reason why Bai Yingjun and his gang took huge risks to resist Zhao Wude was because the standardized products they produced based on the Tianji Book of Secrets had inherent limits.

They want to break the shackles and live their true selves.

However, in the battle of Shanglan Mountain, the secret book that determined all this was not destroyed, so Bai Yingjun and Bai Boss had to hibernate in the Three Realms Continent for hundreds of thousands of years, just to enter Shanglan Mountain again to find the ruined The chance to drop the secret book.

Finally, when Liu Lang got involved, the Book of Secrets was burned to the ground.

Bai Yingjun has the possibility to go further.

However, now, a neon stone has been struck down, but it has cut off the possibility of Bai Yingjun's hard work, and no one else would be happy.

Liu Lang wanted to comfort Bai Yingjun, but he really didn't know what to say.

There is no greater sorrow than heartbreak. Bai Yingjun can still say so much. In fact, he is already very strong.

"Actually, you could have taken another life path, but you chose to go against me and forced me to kill you. Now, are you all satisfied?"

Zhao Wude in the magic circle said with emotion.