Chapter 832 I Still Want to Live a Million Years

The ethereal voice of the mighty Qingmu Xianzong did not need a medium, echoing in the starry sky, attracting the attention of the other seven huge auras.

Some silence.

"It's not that I'm afraid of death."

The voice of the mighty Shangqing Lingbao Sect was gentle, and when I heard it, a gaunt-looking Taoist holding a whisk floated in my mind, saying: "We are responsible for the survival of the sect, and the ancestors have been passed down for generations. Before the birth of a new sect, how can we take our lives lightly?"

"Haha, that makes sense."

A voice chuckled, and seemed to think it was good, and seemed to be secretly mocking.

"Daoyou Danding, there is no need to say anything weird"

"It does make sense."

A hoarse and cold voice appeared, and just listening to it, people seemed to see a tide of shadows surging out, spreading between heaven and earth, swallowing all the stars and all living things, making people tremble with fear.

This is because the cultivators have been merging with shadows for many years, and then a terrible change has occurred, and people are like shadows.

"We have a life span of 30,000 years. Even when we are old, we still have a life span of nearly 10,000 years."

"How can some ants with a life span of only a few hundred years be equal to us?"

"Daozi, as long as they don't die too many times in succession, we can re-activate and seal new Daozi seeds. After hundreds of years, new Daozi will be born. It won't cause much harm to the sect."

The cold voice said lightly, without hiding anything.

"Fellow Daoist Shadow Demon is indeed decisive."

Someone praised.

"You are too much of an ant. After all, they are our disciples, not people who can be abandoned at will."

Someone shook his head.

"If you can't become a refining void, you will be an ant after all. This cannot be changed."

"Even if you are my disciple."

The cold voice said coldly: "We also went through this in the past. We fought for the sect and survived in the dead. After the previous generation of refining void passed away, we inherited the sect's tradition. All strong people have a process of going from weak to strong."

"They are unlucky, and their strength is not strong enough."

"So, if they die, they die, just like the many slaves and beauties who died in his hands and were refined in the screen."

"This is as it should be, the cycle of heaven."

The voice of the powerful is cruel and indifferent, with a sense of the supreme forgetfulness and fairness of heaven and earth.

The shadow demon Daozi slaughtered the weak at will, extracted the souls of countless peerless beauties, famous chefs and slaves, and refined them into living dead. He didn't think it was wrong, it was as it should be.

The shadow demon Daozi was not strong enough and was beaten to ashes by others. He also felt as it should be.

The life span of the powerful is too long.

Tens of thousands of years!

In this process, children, parents, family, friends, teachers, and fellow disciples all died.

Daozi was just a strange life that appeared in the last few hundred years for them. They had very little time to meet and spend time together. He would only show up when necessary to teach the sect's skills and answer questions.

In this case, it is unrealistic to expect them to have a strong affection for Daozi.

Unless someone with a rare Daozi-level talent in the realm happens to be the son of a powerful person or the son of a relative, this situation will change.

Otherwise, he is just a stranger.

"Why waste so much time talking!"

"It's nothing more than being afraid of death. What's there to be ashamed of?"

A rough voice was impatient. It was the great power of the Ten Thousand Beasts Immortal Sect: "I have lived for more than 20,000 years. I really like this world. I haven't gotten tired of it yet. I still want to live. I don't want to die now."

"If possible, I want to live for 100,000 years or a million years!"

"Besides,"

He looked around and suddenly smiled: "I am really afraid that I will die in battle, and you seven old bastards will still be alive, and then divide up my sect's small world, annex our sect's inheritance, destroy the tablets of my ancestors of the Ten Thousand Beasts Immortal Sect, and stand on my grave to laugh at the idiots."

"If that's the case, I really can't bear to die."

"It's better to let the Dongji Demon Sect be destroyed. At least they fought with real swords and guns. They are not as skilled as others, so they deserve to die."

"This..."

The other seven great powers looked at each other in silence.

"Heavenly Contract,"

"What Senior Brother Wanshou said makes sense,"

The ethereal voice of the Qingmu Immortal Sect suggested: "Let's make a contract, agreeing that whoever dies in battle must protect the foundation of his sect. If anyone violates it, he will be punished by heaven and earth and will never be reborn. How about this?"

Many people were moved.

The Dongji Demon Sect must be resolved!

This is obvious, otherwise the sect may be in danger of overthrow in the future.

"No."

"The Heavenly Dao Contract is not credible."

The cold and hoarse voice said coldly: "In the history of the realm, there was a Heavenly Dao Contract between the Sun and Moon Veins of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion with strict conditions and detailed regulations to ensure that Lianxu rotates between the Sun and Moon Veins."

"When the nine immortal sects came to this realm, they also had a Heavenly Dao Contract that they could not attack each other and help each other."

"Three thousand years ago, there was also a Heavenly Dao Contract between the Dongji Demon Sect and us."

"All of these were violated in the end."

"From far to near, from history to what I have seen with my own eyes, the Heavenly Dao Contract is not credible to me. No matter how the terms are divided or how cruel the consequences of breach of contract are, it will not work."

He said coldly.

There is another reason that he did not say.

The Aoki Immortal Sect has the strongest survivability and has more chances of survival than other cultivators. If she deliberately guided it, it might lead to a situation where many people died, many were seriously injured, and she was slightly injured.

At that time, if we try to find a way to circumvent the contract of heaven, maybe the great fortune of the Qingmu Immortal Sect to dominate the realm will come through many coincidences.

In the future, when the real cultivators of the Qingmu Immortal Sect are born, this period of history may be written into the Taoist history of the realm, as an ironclad proof that the Qingmu Immortal Sect is favored by the Immortal Tao and destined to dominate the realm.

"How about that?"

The ethereal voice of the Qingmu Immortal Sect said with a headache.

"Why don't the eight of you and I set life and death restrictions on each other?"

The powerful voice of Tianji Immortal Palace had a vicissitude of life, and sighed: "One person dies, and the other seven people also died after killing the East Ji Demon Gate and annihilating their home planet. Whether they can survive depends on their own methods, but everything is based on The prerequisite is to completely destroy the Dongji Demon Sect.”

"No one can benefit from it."

"Is this good?"

His voice was kind, like that of an enlightened elder, yet he said such murderous words.

"No,"

"It's not that bad yet..."

"Fellow……"

The other seven voices suddenly felt a little too extreme.

…

The quarrels between the great powers did not affect the progress of the Star Wars.

Just one year after the end of the inner war, the Eight Immortal Sects' Void Refining Taoist soldiers, military formations and powerful forces came again, more cruelly and bloody.

Golden elixir monks, Nascent Soul monks, and god-transforming monks fell in pieces, and the starry sky was shattered.

The world is turned upside down, and the sun and moon have no light.