The twenty forces all chose to compensate and make friends, and Dao my clone did not feel the slightest surprise, even Yi Tianlong and the evil god thought that it should be so. ．ㄟＭ

It's just that I didn't expect these people to be so simple and give things, but they didn't release a cruel word, but there was a feeling of relief.

"Did they take the wrong medicine?" muttered the evil god, puzzled.

"Maybe I really took the wrong medicine. Yi Tianlong sighed with a smile.

Dao I clone did not speak, raised his hand and waved, and one by one the laws manifested and repaired the space.

The space shattered by the previous battle did not recover, with the help of the Dao I clone, the space healed urgently, and then, the Dao I clone played a few hand duels, breaking up the imprint between heaven and earth, even if it was cast to return to the source, it could not restore the past, the things that were born before life.

After doing this, I said that I was separated from the Heavenly Dragon and the Evil God, and said, "Let's go, it's time to go back." ”

It's not easy for the two of them to say more, and I raised my hand to grab it, and the two of them were caught like chickens.

Immediately, this piece of heaven trembled a few times, changed rapidly, and returned to its original appearance, still in the Gu Immortal Realm, and the change of heaven and earth has been cracked.

And the Dao I clone and the others have returned to the gourd void realm, and there are many corpses and bones in front of them, all of them are fallen disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect, many of them are incomplete, and only a few have retained the whole corpse.

Some corpses, Yi Tianlong was silent, the expression of the evil god, and the expression of my doppelganger was cold.

After I don't know how long, I said, "Release the others!"

Yi Tianlong was silent for a moment, sighed, raised his sleeves and waved, and released the others and the bones standing in front of him.

Needless to say, the people who came out knew that they had won, but they couldn't be happy, the bones of more than 10,000 people, they choked up, many of them cried silently, tears ran down their cheeks, let their clothes be wet, and even knelt down, holding their heads and weeping bitterly.

Qingchuan and the others also looked sad, tears passed silently, and their hearts were very uncomfortable.

The disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect were all taught by them, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are disciples, and now that there are more than 10,000 people in their bodies, no one will feel good in their hearts.

"Gather all the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect to come and worship the heroes of my Heavenly Dao Sect, and then let them enter the earth for peace!" Yi Tianlong spoke, his voice was very heavy, and he felt uncomfortable in his heart, but he couldn't change it.

Although if he had made a move at that time, he could have completely avoided the fall of these disciples, but in that case, the Heavenly Dao Sect would never have grown, without the lesson of blood, without the baptism of war, they would not learn to protect the people around them, and more people would die, and the long pain was better than the short pain.

Moreover, when the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect fall from the bones of their brothers and sisters who fell from their side, they will have deep memories, they will think of protecting the people around them, and they will no longer think about protecting the people around them all the time.

If it weren't for the disarray, if it weren't for the individual soldiers, they wouldn't have killed so many people, not even a single one.

At this moment, the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect all understood, and they blamed themselves, especially those Divine Monarchs were at their limit, and they were the ones who took the lead in rushing to kill.

If there had been no rush to kill, and there was talk and laughter before, the living brothers and sisters would not have turned into corpses, and they would not even be able to piece together a complete body.

"Yes!" Qingchuan replied sadly, sending out one message after another, and soon the other disciples of the Dao Sect arrived, and none of them were absent.

Someone arrived, Yi Tianlong said sadly: "I don't think I need to say more, everyone knows what the situation is, let us pay tribute to the martyrs of our sect and send them to the earth for peace, sons and daughters of the Heavenly Dao Sect, you go all the way!"

Saying that, almost all the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect knelt down, only the oldest person with the highest qualifications was still standing, and they all bowed down to see them off, including the three of them who were doppelgangers.

"I'm sorry!" Yi Tianlong said silently in his heart, stood up, waved his hands, and his divine sense surged, breaking the broken bones together, trying to make a complete form.

Yi Tianlong's divine sense was very powerful, and he finished making do with a corpse in his thoughts, and the evil god and the Dao self clone also moved, they understood Yi Tianlong's mood at the moment.

It took almost a day for the corpses to be improvised, some incomplete, some complete but very fragmented, and then my clone used great magical powers to heal these broken corpses as much as possible, and even said that my clone also came out of the void a few times, bringing back a lot of flesh and blood, and then the corpses of all people were pieced together.

The disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect were all building coffins, sword by sword, a total of 11,341 coffins, and the corpses that were pieced together were packed into them, but Yi Tianlong didn't let them dig a pit for burial, and had to do it themselves.

Feeling guilty about these dead disciples, Yi Tianlong wanted to bury these people with his own hands, even if the evil gods and Dao I clones wanted to help, they were stopped by him.

Every time a disciple was buried, Yi Tianlong would say sorry, which made the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect who followed behind him sad, many people were silent with tears, their bodies trembled slightly, and their fingers were pinched white, deep into the flesh, and blood flowed out.

Yi Tianlong did not use a single point of mana, and buried the corpses of more than 10,000 people with his bare hands, and it took a total of seven days, which is far comparable to ordinary people, after all, where is the strength of his physical body, even if he buries it with his own hands, he can't delay the time to enter the ground, so the degree of burial is very fast.

And when he was buried, Qingchuan and others were erecting tombstones, and the names of the fallen people were engraved with their ages.

The last tombstone was erected, and Yi Tianlong led everyone in the Heavenly Dao Sect to mourn for half a quarter of an hour before he dismissed all the disciples and ordered them to cultivate well.

The disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect did not say a word, and left with a sad face, they vowed to cultivate hard, avenge their senior brothers, and not let their senior brothers fall from their side in the future.

As a result, the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect set off a cultivation frenzy.

As time passed, thunder roared in the void, and people continued to cross the catastrophe.

For such a situation, Yi Tianlong was happy to see it, and Qingchuan and the others didn't need to say much, but the latter was already cultivating hard, cultivating in the secret realm arranged by the Dao My clone.

After the burial of the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect was over, the Dao I clone arranged a large-scale time plus formation, covering a radius of 100 million miles, plus 100,000 times, among which there are dangers, there are various opportunities, you will get some rewards if you pass, and you will face life and death if you don't pass.

However, the probability of death is very low, after all, it is the arrangement of the Dao and my clones, and it is impossible to really make a dead hand, at most, tell the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect that if they don't work hard and don't take it seriously, they will have the possibility of falling.

There is no one who is not afraid of death, there is this pressure, the disciples are very hard, and there are less than ten people who have really fallen, but it is also a huge number.

However, this did not scare them, and they still entered happily, hoping to become strong.

Yi Tianlong Evil Divine Dao and the three of them were not stingy, and regularly threw a large number of treasures, and for a while, the strength of the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect increased by leaps and bounds, and it took 20 million years to become god kings one after another, and some of them were even half-saints.

For example, Qingchuan Li Kui and others, they are already half-saints, if it weren't for Yi Tianlong's pressure, these people would have become quasi-saints.

Qingchuan and them are all geniuses of the Eight Extremes Realm, their cultivation talent is strong, and they have all comprehended the three thousand laws, and the only thing that is bad is to engrave the laws of heaven and earth.

Many people's laws of heaven and earth have not all been engraved into the body, and if they rashly become quasi-saints, there will be no way to engrave more laws of heaven and earth into the body in the future.

The stronger the cultivation, the stronger the rebound power of the engraving will be, and if they want to engrave more, they will face great risks, unless they already have strong physical strength and the strength to suppress their own body.

In terms of strength, they can be suppressed by relying on their combat power, but their physical strength is not far away, and they cannot be safely marked.

Yi Tianlong thought of this possibility, so he didn't let them break through, and asked them to engrave first, not to necessarily become a superb battle body, but to reach the limit of their own bearing, and to stimulate their own potential.

Everything is planned for their future, and they themselves understand that the few people who have been passed on in particular know the importance, and the laws of their engraved body are only a few ways away, and they only need one opportunity to engrave them all into the body and cultivate into a superb battle body.

Superb combat bodies are very rare, not everyone can succeed in cultivation, it requires high talent, strong perseverance, and firm will.

Qingchuan and the others are not short of these, and it is very likely that they will become a superb battle body, and when the time comes, the talent will be directly improved by one level, reaching the Nine Extremes Realm, and after becoming a quasi-saint of a catastrophe, they will have the qualifications of an ordinary sixth-order sub-saint.

The primitively formed peerless battle body is equivalent to the strength of a third-order sub-saint, and with the talent of the Nine Extremes Realm, it can fight against an ordinary sixth-order sub-saint.

As for why it is not over nine levels, it is because the monks who can become sub-saints, even if they are ordinary sub-saints, their talents are also invincible kings, and they need to subtract six talent levels, and in the end, only three are left, superimposed, and their combat power is increased to sixth-order sub-saints.

However, once they cultivate into a peerless battle body, they have no chance to become a sub-saint, and they don't even have the qualifications to become a saint, they can only break through to a higher realm, which is equivalent to a leap between two major levels, and their direct physical strength is on par with their cultivation.

And at that time, it will be a great tribulation, and the Holy Tribulation will be ninety-nine eighty-one tribulations, and those who have become saints will not be able to survive the ashes.

Of course, this is not the case only for monks who have cultivated to a peerless battle body, but also for those ninth-order sub-saints, their physical bodies have been sanctified, and all the acupoints in their bodies have been opened, if they attract a holy tribulation, it is also a leap in the great realm.

However, they were not crossing the ninety-nine eighty-one tribulation thunders, but the seventy-two tribulation thunders, because they didn't need to be unified, and their cultivation and physical strength were already equal.

Only monks who have achieved a superb battle body will cultivate to a great disparity with the strength of their bodies, so they need ninety-nine eighty-one thunderstorms to help them become one.

At this moment, the Dao I clone was in this situation, but he was not in a hurry to break through, but chose to be silent, and was cultivating in the secret room, accumulating himself, so as to break the imprisonment in one fell swoop.

"Huh?" said my doppelganger suddenly opened his eyes, his face showed an incredible color, and then, the whole person disappeared out of thin air. Announcement: Biquge APP is online, supporting Android and Apple. Please pay attention to the WeChat public account to enter the download and installation: appxsyd (press and hold for three seconds to copy)