Catalog of Destruction

The great world of praying for immortality, the endless rift valley.

Jiang Yanbo's Imperial Envoy Immortal Formation summoned a golden god to appear behind him, and shot out a golden glow with the meaning of transcendent sleep towards the various evil-shaped ghosts that came in like a tide on the opposite side, making the stench and cold rift valley deep. The place suddenly became peaceful and peaceful.

But the magical spell that was supposed to be the nemesis of ghosts was blocked by a tall, faceless evil ghost covered in black armor who shot out a green and pale cloud, and both of them were annihilated at the same time.

Among the ghosts that rushed out of the Eternal Hell Prison, there were seven tall evil ghosts wearing black armor, and they pounced on the immortal formations set up by several major sects on the edge of the two realms.

"Master Master, you'd better run away. This time the Ghost King has spent a lot of money. Basically all the Ghost Kings of the Yangshen level have been sent out. Without the suppression of Master Yangshen or the pure Yang magic weapon, our Huangji can't do it alone." The Immortal Burial Formation at the gate can't even resist one end!" A gray-haired old man said anxiously to Jiang Yanbo.

Jiang Yanbo looked at the dark and endless black world opposite, filled with death and gloom, with a bitter smile on his face: "If the suppression fairy formation on the edge of the two worlds is broken and these ghosts and ghosts rush out, the entire world of cultivation will no longer be able to resist. We will fall into a greater and more desperate catastrophe than ten thousand years ago. Mr. Fan, if you take Ya'er away, I will never take a step back."

"If it weren't for the endless rift and the appearance of the Ghost Emperor, our sect would still be suppressed by the Heavenly Lord and dominate the world. How could we be reduced to the point where I am the only true Yuanshen?" Jiang Yanbo sighed inwardly. A sound.

Thousands of years ago, this place was originally a continuous high mountain. Unexpectedly, a violent earthquake caused its center to collapse, forming a deep rift valley, and creating a space crack in the deepest part that could not be bridged in a short time. Directly connected to eternal hell.

And all this was done by the Ghost King.

As early as hundreds of thousands of years before the crack appeared, due to the special nature of the underworld, it was possible to survive the catastrophe without going to the vast world. By chance, a ghost became a heavenly being and named himself the Ghost King. He killed the King of Hell sent by Jiuyou and led countless people. The evil ghost wanted to turn the Great Thousand World into a netherworld that surrendered to him, so after he survived the first decline of the heavenly beings and reached the peak of his cultivation, he used the power of the Great Thousand itself to directly open up the two worlds and bring him with him. Hundreds of millions of evil spirits invaded, causing a huge disaster.

In the end, he was severely injured by the Heavenly Lord of the Huangji Sect, together with the immortals of other sects, and paid the price of his death, and was sealed in the depths of the Eternal Hell. The two-realm passage below the rift valley was naturally also blocked. Seal. Since Hades has an unknown number of levels and is difficult to measure, looking down from the canyon, there is no end, so this place was named the Endless Rift Valley.

But after thousands of years, the Ghost King's power gradually recovered. Although he was still sealed, he was able to send out the Ghost King, Ghost Commander, and even his own clones, causing real people from several major sects to die here one after another. Faced with this situation, some sects simply moved away from this world, while the remaining sects were in an even more difficult situation because they could not replenish the power vacuum.

Mr. Fan and a young and beautiful woman beside him completely disagreed and said in unison: "Master Master (Dad), you are the only Master of Yuanshen in our sect. If you escape safely, we may not be able to produce another one." As a true emperor, why should you be afraid of the ghost emperor who has not yet recovered?"

"If I run away, I will be ignorant of my true intention. There is no hope of becoming a heavenly being." Jiang Yanbo shook his head firmly while driving the immortal array to block the ghost king and the seemingly endless ghosts, "And even if you want to go to other worlds, please It won’t work if the true king helps me.”

The idea in Jiang Yaer's mind was revealed, and she couldn't help but said in shock: "Dad, why can't you ask the True Lord from elsewhere to help?!"

"Silly girl, I and other real people have not tried this method before. The only ones we can get are the true kings who are below the second calamity. They retreated as soon as they arrived here, saying that the ghost emperor's strength is close to the second calamity, plus he will be trapped in the hell forever. Fighting against him with his power here is like facing the mighty power of the Second Tribulation, with no chance of winning. And in the entire void universe, billions of worlds, the total number of Heavenly Kings above the Second Tribulation is less than 100,000. Isn’t that true? It's so easy to invite." Jiang Yanbo replied sadly while struggling to support himself.

Jiang Yaer and Mr. Fan's hopes were shattered, and they both felt a sudden sense of despair.

At this time, the immortal formations of two sects were broken, and the screams of countless monks rang out. Many escaping lights fled in all directions, some went towards the sky above the endless rift valley, and some rushed towards the Huangji Sect's immortal formation. Later, there were even more people who panicked and went directly to the Ghost King. In an instant, they were scattered and their flesh and blood were gone.

"Dad, doesn't it say in the sect's classics that our founder of the Huangji Sect has a close relationship with the Emperor of Chaos?! He is a half-step golden immortal!" Jiang Ya'er blurted out as if she had grasped a life-saving straw.

Jiang Yanbo regained his composure after feeling a little sad, and activated the Immortal Formation with all his strength to save the disciples of the two sects. He said calmly: "If the Emperor of Chaos was willing to take action, he would have taken action thousands of years ago. That kind of incense and kindness is worth tens of thousands of years." Thousands of years ago, the last contact was a hundred thousand years ago.”

"Jian Zhenren, help!"

"Master Jiang, let me join the battle quickly!"

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A sound of panic sounded as the monks who flew or shrunk to the ground arrived, making the Huangjimen disciples who were already uneasy fell into a feeling of panic all day long: "If the immortal formation is broken, What will happen if I wait!”

"Everyone, be quiet and come in order. Don't let the ghosts take advantage of it." Jiang Yanbo shouted, as if as a wake-up call, asking the monks to calm down and file in.

But without the involvement of the other two immortal formations, another ghost king came to deal with the God Burying Immortal Formation, and the dark or green ghost magic spells came one after another.

For a moment, the Immortal Burial Formation was on the verge of collapse, and it looked like it would follow the footsteps of the two previous sects in a short time.

Despair began to spread among the disciples guarding various places in the immortal formation.

"Are you going to die?!" said the soul disciple who no longer had any hope.

"Maybe after being eaten, you can live longer as a ghost." A certain Jindan elder who was always optimistic said with a joking smile at this time.

But more disciples looked at Jiang Yanbo, waiting for him to decide whether to go their separate ways and flee in all directions, or to stick to this place.

Jiang Yanbo looked at Jiang Ya'er and understood that there was no chance to send her away at this time. He was half desperate and half praying: "Gods, Buddhas, immortals and saints are above. If our Huangji Sect can escape this disaster, I, Jiang Yanbo, and Huangjimen will do its best to repay you and will not refuse any request."

The name is called "Qi Xian" because similar techniques are popular in this world, inviting the power of gods, Buddhas, immortals and saints to join in. Some techniques can even make powerful immortals, demon kings, demons, etc. directly descend. However, this kind of technique has long been lost. , Jiang Yanbo didn’t hold out much hope, he was just struggling before his death which was better than nothing.

However, a gentle voice suddenly sounded in Jiang Yanbo's heart: "Are you really going to refuse any request?"

Jiang Yanbo's hands shook, and he almost lost control of the immortal formation. Countless thoughts such as shock, shock, confusion, joy, doubt, etc. emerged, but he only caught one. Regardless of whether the speaker was evil or evil, a dead horse must be treated as a living horse. medical!

"Senior, no matter which god, Buddha or immortal saint you are in the world, as I just said, this junior can make a cause-and-effect oath as the head of the Huangji Sect." Seeing that the immortal formation was about to be broken, Jiang Yanbo dared not hesitate and said directly Made a causal oath.

The voice said gently: "Okay."

As soon as he finished speaking, purple lotuses appeared out of thin air in the immortal formation, flashing with noble thunder, and slowly bloomed. In the center surrounded by purple lotuses, a misty clear light lit up, and a young man wearing a plain green Taoist robe walked slowly. Walked out.

This fairy-like scene was in sharp contrast to the bloody scene in the endless rift valley. Jiang Yaer and other Huangjimen disciples looked at the man who appeared inexplicably, and were shocked and confused: "Who is coming? Why did you come here without risking your life?" Come here?”

With the appearance of this young man, Jiang Yanbo found that the immortal formation suddenly stabilized, and that the two ghost kings' immortal skills and natal magic weapons could not cause a single ripple at all. He suddenly felt calm in his heart, and hurriedly walked over and bowed respectfully: "Jiang Yanbo, the junior, meets the senior." He didn't know which immortal Buddha was across from him yet, so he could only greet him as the real person of his own soul.

"Could it be a helper? But didn't dad say he couldn't invite him?" Jiang Ya'er was very confused, and the other disciples were even more puzzled.

Shi Xuan smiled slightly and said: "Tianxuan, the poor man, does Master Jiang want to repel the ghosts, get rid of the trouble, or simply solve it once and for all?"

Such a big breath, this thought could not help but emerge in the minds of the onlookers and other remaining disciples of the sect who did not know the truth.

Jiang Yanbo saw that Taoist Tianxuan didn't seem to want to explain the difference between the three, so he could only say with certainty: "Of course it's settled once and for all. I'll thank you, Senior Tianxuan."

Shi Xuan smiled, and in the midst of many gazes, he slowly stretched out his right hand and gently shook it towards the Eternal Hell.

Immediately, countless purple thunderbolts appeared around the eternal hell that seemed to have no bottom and countless layers, turning into a big purple hand, stretching out its five fingers to hold the world.

"Huh, I wonder which fellow Taoist is here?" From the depths of the Eternal Hell, a gloomy and loud voice came out, but with a hint of surprise and confusion, followed by a voice that was ten thousand feet high, with two horns, and the law of the hell world. The shadow of the evil ghost appears, and the infinite black light is about to shoot out.

Shi Xuan didn't answer, a dark light flickered in his sleeves, and a shadow of a world that seemed like a prehistoric universe loomed in the hands of the purple thunder light, and soon entered a state of destruction. Then, Shi Xuan gently clasped his right hand.

With a snap, under the big purple thunder hand, the world barrier of the Eternal Hell was highlighted, producing countless black twisting cracks. They expanded rapidly. In just an instant, the entire Eternal Hell was divided by the cracks and shattered into pieces. Each layer They are all exploding and collapsing, and countless ghosts are disappearing in waves in this destructive force.

"No!"

The Ghost King's voice of shock and fear sounded, but in an instant he was destroyed together with the Eternal Hell and turned into dust, and the cracks between the two worlds were quickly filled with space storms.

Shi Xuan clapped his hands: "Okay, it's settled once and for all." Now he can wait with peace of mind for the Emperor of Chaos' invitation to the Huangji Sect.

"The Hell of Eternity is gone, and there will no longer be any invasion of ghosts. It's really settled once and for all." All the monks who witnessed this, including Jiang Yanbo, were stunned and could only think about this sentence blankly.