Chapter 3170 Sentient Beings Cry

The creatures on that land had no idea what was going on.

Some died in their sleep, some fell in panic, and some died in fear...

Some creatures stared at them until they were about to die.

His face was puzzled, unwilling, doubtful, frightened, and unable to rest his eyes.

"Father, mother, what's wrong with you!"

A child of four or five years old shouted loudly, looking at his close relative whose face was shrouded in death in front of him.

The woman's face was full of reluctance, and she wanted to stretch out her palm and gently wipe away the tears from the corner of the child's eyes, but just raised her hand, but she lost her strength and fell in front of the child, her vitality dissipated.

The children threw themselves on their parents and cried loudly, but still could not save the lives of their loved ones.

It didn't take long for the children's cries to fade away.

There was also a look of death on his face.

The child no longer cried, but squeezed into the middle of the parents' bodies, curled up in their parents' arms, and gradually lost their breath.

Some monks are running wildly, trying to escape from here.

But no matter where he went, his body was inevitably stained with dead aura, and eventually he became a dry corpse and fell into the soil.

"What happened, is someone here to save us!"

In the ancient city, a city lord looked at the corpses all over the city and cried out in grief.

No one responded.

In the end, there was a corpse on the top of the city.

"God see pity, why do you want to bring down such a disaster!"

Countless creatures knelt on the ground and prayed to the sky.

The heavens are already devastated, and all living beings are devastated!

"God from God, have you ever seen what kind of curse this land is enduring, and what kind of pain the creatures here are enduring, please help!"

"Pray for the manifestation of the gods and Buddhas, and pray for the blessings of the bodhisattvas of the heavens!"

"Where is Immortal Emperor Jiuxiao, please take action and save these monks in the Immortal Realm!"

Whether it is an immortal, a magician or a monk, it is unavoidable, and the body is filled with dead energy and goes to the tomb.

Cries, calls for help, crying, intertwined.

It's just that the sentient beings in the celestial realm are placed in the vast three thousand realms, who cares?

Besides the real emperor, who else could hear their voices and see the suffering they endured?

All things weeping and resentment soaring to the sky, finally disturbing the person who was struggling in the starry sky!

If it is changed to normal, the martial arts deity will definitely be able to detect it earlier.

But he is fighting with the cultivation so far, facing the strongest master, the Lord of Haotian.

There is also a part of the mind, controlling the ten gates of hell, and stabilizing the situation in the sword world, and there is no time to care too much.

However, in the middle of nowhere, he still heard the wailing of all beings from the distant heaven!

The martial arts deity forced the Lord of Haotian back with a punch, and turned around suddenly, his eyes seemed to penetrate the endless void and landed on the earth surrounded by death in the heaven.

"Fengdu, you are courting death!"

The purple flames in the eyes of the martial arts deity almost spewed out, the sound was like thunder, spreading to every corner of the Three Thousand Worlds, killing intent monstrous!

At the same time, the Lord of Haotian also noticed the situation in the heaven.

He just raised his eyebrows slightly.

All beings in the heavens are like ants, and he doesn't care about life and death.

He just had a strange stance of wild martial arts.

Huang Wu was obviously standing opposite the Heavenly Court, but he seemed to be at odds with the one from the Underworld.

The Lord of Haotian did not rush to take action, but waited and watched the change.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Fengdu's laughter suddenly sounded in the heaven.

Since he can't hide it, there is no need for him to continue to hide it.

"Huangwu, why are you angry?"

Feng Du laughed and said, "I'm here to help you!"

boom!

As soon as the voice fell, three figures rose up in the direction of the Demon Realm, the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm, and the Pure Land of Bliss. They were the Six Brahma Gods, the Nine Heavens Immortal Emperor, and the World Destruction Demon Emperor.

The three corpses were surrounded by a strong and extremely dead aura, with the same expression on their faces, with a strange smile on their faces, came to the sky above the heavens, and quickly merged together!

The breath of the three corpses is stronger than what the martial arts deity saw last time.

In order to unite the three corpses, Feng Du used another way to prove the Dao Emperor, and he really sacrificed hundreds of millions of souls in the heaven!

A huge tomb appeared in the sky above the whole heaven.

The three corpses were originally cut off from Fengdu, and the fusion speed was extremely fast.

In the blink of an eye, the three corpses have merged into one!

The three corpses merged into one, becoming a tall man with an evil face!

A ghostly light group suddenly descended on the top of the man's head, following the Heavenly Spirit Cover and entering the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

This man's breath skyrocketed again!

After the fusion of the three corpses, Feng Du and the three corpses have merged into one!

Fengdu's aura was already infinitely close to the Emperor.

But, it's still a little bit worse!

The three corpses are not perfect!

"Not enough dead!"

Feng Du grinned, opened his arms, and said loudly, "Come on, let the heavens witness the rebirth of my funeral!"

boom! boom! boom!

Under the gazes of countless eyes, in the three thousand worlds, there are large areas of the interface bulging with huge tombs, shrouding these interfaces in it!

The burial method is coming, and endless death qi surrounds it!

The emperors and strong men standing in the starry sky looked down, and it could be seen that the three thousand worlds were full of tombs, and it had almost become a huge cemetery!

"What a big hand."

In the dark shadow, the old woman sighed in admiration.

After years of planning, Feng Du has already laid down countless Taoist runes all over the Three Thousand Realms, just waiting for this moment to bury the heavens, sacrifice all beings, and prove the Dao Emperor!

If Fengdu were allowed to cast spells, most of the three thousand worlds would be buried by him and die unintentionally!

The sentient beings from all over the Three Thousand Realms have no idea what happened.

All beings ran and ran, crying loudly.

boom!

At this moment, a figure like a meteor fell down, and collided with Fengdu heavily!

The martial arts deity descended over the heavens and interrupted Fengdu's spell casting with a punch.

"Fengdu!"

The martial arts deity's eyes burned with purple flames, but his voice was extremely cold, and he said slowly: "I told you, let you do your own thing, don't become the second master of hell!"

Fengdu was only a little short of being able to prove the Dao Emperor, but now he was interrupted by the Martial Dao deity, and his face became gloomy.

"Huangwu!"

Feng Du's tone was not good, his eyes were faint, and he said coldly: "You better think clearly, as long as I prove the Dao Great Emperor, I can help you suppress the Lord of Haotian! Don't you want to become the second Great Emperor!"

The martial arts deity was furious in his heart, and he shot again without listening to Feng Du.

The Zhenyu Ding slammed down on Fengdu!

boom! boom! boom!

The martial arts deity and Fengdu fight!

Although Fengdu did not become the real emperor, but after the fusion of the three corpses, he was infinitely close to the body of the emperor, and with the primordial spirit of the emperor, although the martial arts deity had the upper hand, it was difficult to suppress him for a while.

At this moment, a warning omen flashed in the heart of the martial arts deity.

A sharp weapon broke through the air, and before it came, he felt a dull pain in the back of his head!

Zhenyu Ding had just smashed into Fengdu, and he had no time to dodge, so he could only punch behind him with a backhand!

puff!

Blood splattered!

A long sword pierced through the fist of the martial arts deity.

The entire arm was pierced by this sword, smashed into pieces, and the flesh and blood flew!

It was the sword that the Lord of Haotian had blessed with the Daoyin.