On the eve of the Battle of the Gods, Tongtian Cult Leader glimpsed the bloody future from the whining Qingping Sword: Three hundred years later, all the immortals of the Jie Sect will be dead, Biyou Palace will be turned into a cemetery, and he will be reduced to a sacrifice to heaven.
But this time, Jie Jiao no longer accepted his fate.
Recall all the outer disciples, refine the calamity puppets, secretly contact the Sanxian Demon Clan, and change the Ten Thousand Immortals Killing Array to the Zhoutian Guardian Array - Tongtian cuts off the secrets of heaven at the cost of the holy blood and wins three hundred years of "cheating time" for the Jie Jiao.
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"Master." Another voice came. This time it was Wen Zhong. The Grand Master of the Shang Dynasty also arrived at the top of the palace at some unknown time, his heavenly eye on his forehead shimmering in the night. "Wen Zhong." Tongtian looked at him, "How is the Yin Shang side?" "The action has already begun." Wen Zhong reported, "According to the master's instructions, the disciple secretly contacted a group of reformist ministers in the court. On King Zhou's side... Junior Sister Yunxiao is ready and can start in three days." "Junior Brother Duobao, don't struggle. "Yunmeng Daze is where you will be buried today. Once the essence and blood of these loose immortals are refined, together with you, the great disciple of Jie Jiao... It will be enough to refine a 'Ten Thousand Demon Banner' and give it to Master Yuanshi as a gift." Duobao was bound by the Immortal Binding Rope, and his magic power was rapidly losing. He looked at the dying Du'e on the altar, and at the increasing number of black-robed monks around him, and despair arose in his heart for the first time. Do you really want to die here? "Kiliu Sun, go back and tell Yuan Shi - fight if you want, and use such despicable methods... He is not worthy of being my senior brother." Behind him, Fear Liu Sun knelt on the ground, trembling: "Master, Master... This disciple is not doing things well, please punish him..." "Punishment?" Yuan Shizhuan A cold light flashed in his eyes, "Do you think I care about the lives of hundreds of loose immortals? Care about a rope that binds immortals?" "Three months." Yuan Shi pointed his fingertips on the cyan light, "Within three months, I will see Jin'ao Island... Disappear from the map of the prehistoric world." I don't want to say more, I'm drunk too.
"Master." Another voice came. This time it was Wen Zhong. The Grand Master of the Shang Dynasty also arrived at the top of the palace at some unknown time, his heavenly eye on his forehead shimmering in the night. "Wen Zhong." Tongtian looked at him, "How is the Yin Shang side?" "The action has already begun." Wen Zhong reported, "According to the master's instructions, the disciple secretly contacted a group of reformist ministers in the court. On King Zhou's side... Junior Sister Yunxiao is ready and can start in three days." "Junior Brother Duobao, don't struggle. "Yunmeng Daze is where you will be buried today. Once the essence and blood of these loose immortals are refined, together with you, the great disciple of Jie Jiao... It will be enough to refine a 'Ten Thousand Demon Banner' and give it to Master Yuanshi as a gift." Duobao was bound by the Immortal Binding Rope, and his magic power was rapidly losing. He looked at the dying Du'e on the altar, and at the increasing number of black-robed monks around him, and despair arose in his heart for the first time. Do you really want to die here? "Kiliu Sun, go back and tell Yuan Shi - fight if you want, and use such despicable methods... He is not worthy of being my senior brother." Behind him, Fear Liu Sun knelt on the ground, trembling: "Master, Master... This disciple is not doing things well, please punish him..." "Punishment?" Yuan Shizhuan A cold light flashed in his eyes, "Do you think I care about the lives of hundreds of loose immortals? Care about a rope that binds immortals?" "Three months." Yuan Shi pointed his fingertips on the cyan light, "Within three months, I will see Jin'ao Island... Disappear from the map of the prehistoric world." I don't want to say more, I'm drunk too.