Tiandao doesn't work today

The key to whether something is believed is not whether it is true, but who said it.

The words of the gods are authoritative, and the records of the Immortal Sect are the mainstream. Everyone believes in this.

However, from Yuan Fu's perspective, experiencing life and death, and changing his thoughts, he felt that Xing Tian was more credible.

Even Xing Tian himself couldn't be sure of the truth.

"Stop! Shen Mo Lian!" Yuan Fu shouted loudly.

However, the people of Shanhai still continued to be invested.

The sky echoed with the voice of the elder of Mount Jiuhua: "Master Yuan Fu, how could you believe such ridiculous words!"

The elder of the Cangwu Sect also said: "Xing Tian knew that if we joined the alien race, we would block our way of survival, so he deceived you by calling a deer a horse, hoping to prevent us from dragging the alien race into this killing ground and killing each other."

"Hahaha, telling such a big lie shows that he is anxious!"

"Xingtian, kill all the people who are following you, then you can go out into battle, why don't you do it yet? Huh? Hehehe..."

The laughter of many monks rang out in the sky. Seeing that Xing Tian was so angry that he even protected the aliens without taking action, he felt that he had made the right move.

The happier they laughed, the angry breath of Yan Nu subsided, and he stood there indifferently, as if he was brewing something.

"You're so confused! As long as there is a slight possibility of such a terrible truth, we can't do it!"

Yuan Fu shouted anxiously. In fact, his thoughts were also those of Yan Nu.

Yes, the people of Shanhai are transformed from ancient ancestors. This is actually a guess, so Yan Nu asked Luo Yan to try his best to confirm it, saying arrogantly, "I want to know the truth of everything."

It can be said that the situation may not be as tragic as they thought.

But so what? Once this possibility is established, it is better to believe that it exists than to believe that it does not exist!

Yuan Fu felt deeply frightened by this, but the other monks standing outside, with different mentality, did not listen at all.

"Master Yuan Fu! Are you greedy for life and afraid of death?"

"In order to protect yourself, you actually believe such nonsense and consider a thief your father?"

"Thanks to us for respecting you so much. Mr. Shen made you strong. How can you be so weak and seek perfection just because your enemy is strong?"

"The ancient saints are all in the God Realm, and foreigners call deer horses and call them false gods. How dare you agree?"

"Yuan Fu! Mr. Shen asked us to tell you..."

"If you die, you will die. The honor of our ancestors must not be insulted!"

Outside monks stood on the dry shore and criticized Yuan Fu.

Identifying him now is like those people who were greedy for life and afraid of death when Zhao Gao called a deer a horse.

"You, you... you..."

Yuan Fu was furious. He was a powerful man, but he was scolded by a group of juniors, and his face was lost.

But now he is trapped here, with his life and death in Xing Tian's hands, isolated and helpless.

"Calling me weak? I should really let you all come in and give it a try!"

As soon as he finished speaking, hundreds of monks appeared in the virtual ancient battlefield.

"Ah?" Yuan Fu was shocked.

The expressions of the group of people also changed drastically. They stared at Xing Tian who was looking askance at him, and their bodies couldn't help but tremble.

"Damn it! Those demons are looking for death!"

"Oh no, no, no, it's very dangerous to fall into this formation..."

Their faces turned blue and white, showing anger and fear.

"Run!"

They turned around and ran away. Although there was no way to escape, it was always right to stay as far away from Xing Tian as possible.

Seeing that they were in a panic, Yuan Fu couldn't help but said, "Huh? Are you coming in too?"

"Hmph! Why not be strong!"

Swish, swish, monks from various sects are still appearing in the formation, obviously there is another big move from the outside world.

However, the input of Shanhai people has stopped at some point.

"It's Miaohan and the others..." Yan Nu was overjoyed.

He was silent just now because he was frantically strengthening his artistic conception. After all, this was the only power he could use to attack the monks in reality.

By constantly dividing the artistic conception, transforming it into the intention of the gun and the sword, and then supplementing it to perfection, and so on, you will strengthen yourself.

Yan Nu stood still and could increase the power of artistic conception by an order of magnitude, planning to brew a big one.

Although with this kind of power, it would be difficult to hurt the top powerful ones, but quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes, and coupled with being caught off guard, the Golden Body Stage and the Longevity Stage should be able to be solved by him from a distance.

However, Yan Nu forgot that this was not his battle alone, there were teammates outside.

"It turns out these are Miaohan and the others, okay! Well done! Throw them all in!"

Yan Nu smiled, and at the same time his artistic conception exploded, covering everyone in the outside world.

He could sense everyone's location, but he couldn't tell them clearly before.

But now, a war breaks out outside, and the demonic path takes action. The two sides are clearly differentiated. This time, Yan Nu can distinguish his teammates.

At the same time, you can follow the opponent's actions and analyze the meaning of some things he senses.

"It turns out this is the realm..."

"And this... it should be a magic weapon, right? There is something spiritual like a spirit puppet in it."

"So this person with many magic weapons and low realm...is Master Aloe?"

The induction enveloped by Yan Nu's artistic conception belongs to the Qi induction of a warrior. It is very vague, but it also contains a large amount of information.

He used the changes outside to identify them one by one, and immediately knew how to help his teammates.

In an instant, under the influence of his Haoyang-like fire artistic conception, all the monks in the golden body stage vomited blood and fell into coma. The monks in the longevity stage managed to hold on but were unable to fight.

Even the strength of the Lichen Stage was suppressed by about 30%. Only the Update Stage was too powerful and was only slightly affected.

But this is already a great help, and everyone in the Demon Dao is not weak.

Not only that, Yan Nu's artistic conception of fire is also specially designed to defeat spiritual puppets and magic weapons.

As soon as his thoughts swept away, countless "fire worship" objects suddenly appeared in the visualization space.

What swords, guns, swords and halberds, cattail leaf fans and gourds, cauldrons and chariots, bright lamps and mirrors, green lotuses and white lotus roots...

All kinds of magical weapons and spirits were collected by him...

This will have a huge impact on the battle situation.

Swish, swish... the number of monks thrown in suddenly skyrocketed!

As time goes by, there are more and more, tens of thousands.

They all looked at themselves in the ancient battlefield with horror and horror, as well as the Yan slave grinning at them, and almost lost their souls.

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"My weapon spirit!"

"Poof! Ah! Xing Tian's artistic conception is so vast!"

Outside the formation, a war indeed broke out.

After discovering that Shen Molian had ordered all Shanhai citizens to be thrown in, the Demon Dao people finally took action.

"Get them all in!" Miaohan shouted.

Her emperor's treasury is filled with all kinds of magic.

Aloe Vera and Wu Xizi both sacrificed multiple magic weapons and used them to their heart's content.

Xun Xinkuang controlled more than a hundred bronze mechanisms and shot countless runic flying pellets.

Luo Yan was still pretending to guard the restricted area, sitting cross-legged without moving, but a piece of black metal flashed out like a black light at an extremely fast speed.

It even stretched and unfolded crazily, and suddenly turned into a monstrous black curtain.

This is the sacred iron, absolutely indestructible, immune to all spells, and can only be controlled by spiritual power.

At this moment, it not only blocks out the sky and the sun, but is also as thin as cicada wings and as hard as a cliff. It directly pushes everything horizontally and slaps it in the air.

A large number of monks were caught off guard and were slapped into the formation by the black wall.

"Devil! How dare you do this!"

"We didn't settle accounts with you, and let you sit here, how dare you make a sneak attack?"

The five elders of Lushan were furious and roared.

Ever since Yan Nu came out and started killing people, their thoughts were no longer on the devil.

After all, from their perspective, Xing Tian and Mo Dao are not the same person.

Yan Nu is the same person from beginning to end, including the aliens at best.

But after Xing Tian entered the restricted area, the demon suddenly appeared, so the monks from various sects did not expect that the demon and Xing Tian were in the same group.

In fact, none of them even thought about it now!

It's just that the devil is adding insult to injury, taking advantage of so many sects working together to trap Xing Tian, ​​stabbing him in the back to cause trouble!

He wanted to take the opportunity to cause chaos and seize the Lushan Immortal Sect's rare objects.

"Short-sighted! Villain!"

"Xingtian has heaven-defying characteristics, Luo Yan! Don't you see it?"

"This is a catastrophe in the world of spiritual practice. You demons cannot stay out of it. It's fine if we don't work together to deal with it, but you still want to hold back? How stupid!"

"If you teach Xingtian to escape from trouble, and lead thousands of aliens to sweep across Dongtian, and even kill them on the Divine Continent, you demons will be sinners for the ages!"

The monks yelled curses and used magic weapons to fight back.

"Haha, I don't need your guidance when it comes to my demonic ways!"

“I really don’t know who is the eternal sinner!”

"If you have anything to say, let's talk about it after we get into the battle!"

Miao Leng said in a low voice without stopping her hands.

Countless monks were angry and rude, and immediately fought back.

However, Yan Nu's artistic conception swept out at this time. As soon as a monk sacrificed his favorite magic weapon, the thing suddenly dimmed and lost its spirituality.

Although it is still tough and contains vast energy, the most important thing about a magic weapon is its intelligence, otherwise it is just an energy pool.

Many functions cannot be used, and it can basically only be used as an ordinary magic weapon or weapon.

It can be said that a group came directly and everyone disarmed!

Not only that, the artistic conception spread rapidly, covering the entire scene, and distinguishing between friends and foes.

Miaohan and Luo Yan were not affected at all, but those monks were all suppressed and weakened.

The monks in the golden body stage were the weakest and were wiped out.

At this moment, a monk in the golden body stage who can be called a powerful person outside is just like a mortal facing a stunning warrior.

"Ahhhh..." They moaned meaninglessly, their eyes dull.

Intuitively, there was a buzz in my mind, and it was like a huge fireball rising slowly in the endless darkness, like the sun rising in the sky.

And their bodies suddenly became sluggish, and they fell from the sky in a daze.

Miaohan's violent attack of Gangqi, or Luo Yan Shen Zhentie's push, blasted them into the formation.

Although the Demon Dao people are few, they can still defeat many monks.

Especially since they lost their magic weapon and were suppressed by the mighty artistic conception.

In an instant, tens of thousands of monks, with almost no ability to fight back, were swept into the formation by Luo Yan.

It's like sweeping away dust.

This scene is extremely spectacular, and in line with the brilliant artistic conception that can be felt in the soul, countless citizens of mountains and seas on the ground are cheering.

They even joined the battle, throwing stones, or flying in the air to contribute.

There were tens of millions of them, and they all attacked together, which was extremely astonishing.

In an instant, countless attacks, although weak, surged toward the sky, as powerful as a great wave!

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p.s: Sorry.