In front of his eyes, there was a tsunami that was even more terrible than the huge waves triggered by Li Yuanyou, one after another, one after another, wave after wave of might, wave after wave of swiftness......

"The disciples of Taiyi obey the order, protect Shenzhou, and must not let the tsunami affect innocent mortals!" Zhuge Mingqing shouted, and led a group of disciples to Shenzhou.

"Jianzhai disciples listen to the ......"

"Listen to ......"

Waves of sword light disappeared into the distance, and no one had time to say hello at this time.

"Daddy......" Su Tong saw that Su Fu was still motionless, and hurriedly reminded him.

Su Fu suddenly came back to his senses and shouted, "Go back!"

Of course, he was not frightened by the scene in front of him, but the scene in front of him fulfilled Zhuge Mingqing's words.

......

When Su Fu and the others rushed back to Juzhou, the sky was about to dawn.

The scale of the tsunami has begun to weaken, and on the coast, the demon clan led by the two Extreme Realm army commanders is trying their best to resist, and the rear is digging ditches and ditches to drain the water under the leadership of Yu Shenji.

Due to the proper measures, thousands of demon clans died only at the beginning of the tsunami. They are all residents of the coast, and they can't escape, and they have no choice. After that, the two Extreme Realm Demon Marshals quickly arrived and blocked the tsunami.

Listening to Tortoise Meng's report, Su Fu breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Gu Shilou came up to bow down: "Humble Gu Shilou, see Your Majesty, finally came in time, and did not cause too much tragedy." ”

"Gu Shuai, please get up," Su Fu hurriedly helped him up, "This time thanks to the two military marshals." How did the tsunami come about, does Gu Shuai know?"

Gu Shilou was about to speak, and Tie Dangdang, who was resisting the tsunami, suddenly shouted, "Your Majesty, come and see!"

Su Fu came to his side, his gaze crossed the huge waves of thousands of zhang, and at this time, the first ray of light happened to be cast from the east, illuminating the scene after the huge waves.

"What is this?" he was shocked.

Su Tong came to his side and exclaimed with just one glance: "This, isn't this the Dusk Dojo?"

Behind the waves, a continent appeared. The legendary Dusk Dojo, which sank to the bottom of the sea, has resurfaced.

At this point, the epic known as "Elegy for All Saints, Dusk" slowly kicked off.

......

Far away, tens of thousands of miles away, facing the rising sun, three groups of people flew out of Sanshan Island.

The first group is the Jiao Prison Pioneer Group headed by Feng Yin, that is, Yin Xuansu and others.

The second group is Danxiamen headed by Song Qingyang.

The third group is the Taihang Sword Sect headed by Hengyang Zhenren.

The three groups of people, led by the Jiao Prison Pioneer Group, stood facing Sanshan Island, as if they were waiting for something.

The place where they stood was where Sanshan Island and the Dusk Dojo met. I don't know if it's a coincidence, but the floating dusk dojo just fits in with Sanshan Island, making the two become a whole.

"I didn't expect that we would have this day of cooperation. Song Qingyang glanced sideways at the people of the Taihang Sword Sect, after so many days, he still felt incredible, this group of pedantic people actually opened their minds.

"As it turns out, anything is possible. Hengyang Zhenren did not squint, and his expression was cold.

Song Qingyang was very unhappy in his heart, judging from the recent interactions, the old opponent seemed to have stopped taking him in his eyes, which made his last chat and comfort dignity trampled on the ground.

"Don't you regard the master's discipline as more important than your life?" he was in a very unhappy mood, and his words were prickly, "Under the majesty of Feng Shuai, it is really a pity to become so 'aware of current affairs'." I thought you were going to fight to the end!"

The malice came to his face, without the slightest concealment, and it showed even more blatantly that what he was expecting was the last sentence.

Hengyang Zhenren ignored his expectations, in fact, he now has more ambitious goals, and Song Qingyang is as ridiculous as a clown in his eyes.

Song Qingyang only felt that the nameless fire was on fire, and said viciously: "The hundreds of thousands of mortals in the city are about to turn into nothing, don't you usually call yourself their patron saint? Why did this become silent?"

"What are you talking about!" Chao Buzhi looked at him fiercely, his gaze almost bursting into flames.

"That's what you're talking about, you idiots!" Song Yushu raised his head in defiance.

"Make it up!"

Hengyang Zhenren stopped Chao Buzhi, who was thundering, and turned his head to look at Song Qingyang, who still looked very bland: "Only when people live can they have Taoism." The world is impermanent, the dusk dojo will sink one day, Taihang Mountain and even Zhonghu Mountain may also fall apart one day, and their death is just another way to continue their lives, isn't it?"

"The world is impermanent?" Song Qingyang sneered, "Are you saying that it is possible for you to turn around and deal with us?"

"No, I mean, you may surrender because you are afraid of death. "Hengyang real people immediately returned the color. "It's hard for me to have to deal with you when the time comes. ”

"Hmph!" Song Qingyang was about to speak, but was interrupted.

"Will you keep your mouth shut?" Feng Yin turned his head and swept his cold gaze over the two of them, "You must know that Ben Shuai has no interest in overripe fruits, don't challenge my patience!"

"Yes......" the two bowed their heads in response.

"It's coming, it's coming, it's becoming. Feng Yin turned around and exclaimed excitedly.

A vision is being created on Sanshan Island, where ignorant mortals only know how to hide in their homes, thinking that it is the safest place in the world.

At this time, the return of heaven and earth aura was nearing its end, and the entire Sanshan Island had lost its former color and became no different from ordinary mountains.

The endless blue sky gradually began to mix with some black and gray substances, like smoke windows that have been smoked for a long time, full of traces of time, and people can't help but suspect that the world is about to start rotting.

From a distance, Taihang Mountain, Zhonghu Mountain, and Jinting Mountain slowly seeped out a purple-black mist, and they were shaking imperceptibly. It is said that there was a quiet time before the storm, but this tranquility also became more and more unfathomable under its trembling.

The last tranquility of the mortals did not last long, and in an earth-shattering loud noise, Sanshan Island exploded, and three purple-black turbidity gases as thick as hundred-year-old trees gushed out, and met in the air, colliding with each other, rubbing black lightning and making a terrible sound.

"Ahh

When the first scream sounded, like a plague, the entire Sanshan Island fell into despair for a moment.

Everywhere there are monsters contaminated with turbidity and turned into Shura, everywhere there are people who are being pursued by monsters and dying helplessly, everywhere there are heart-rending cries, and everywhere there are hells.

Feng Yin licked her red lips, looked far away, and suddenly glanced back.

In the face of such a hell on earth, the two factions behaved differently.

The people in Zhonghushan all looked indifferent and indifferent to such a scene. Their hearts and intestines seem to have become made of iron, cold and cold without a trace of temperature, and they are even more ruthless than Shura.

The people in Taihang Mountain couldn't bear it, except for Hengyang Zhenren, who was forcibly suppressing their emotions, they all seemed to be about to collapse their sanity.

This is specially instructed by Hengyang Zhenren, and there is no need to hide the grief in his heart. For the most terrible lie is the truth, and the most brilliant deception is the truth.

No one doesn't believe in the truth, just as no one would doubt the truth, as long as that answer is what you want.

Feng Yin smiled with satisfaction and turned his head again.

At this time, the earth began to fall apart, and turbid gas gushed out everywhere, and hundreds of thousands of mortals became the nutrients of turbidity in a short time.

The turbidity was converging towards the sky above the island, and gradually, the black lightning gathered into a clump, like a mess of countless black lines.

After a while, the mess opened a crack like an eye, and the breath that burst out of it swept through the people of the two factions, only to feel that the blood and bone marrow were frozen, and the body was so stiff that they couldn't even move their eyes.

Then, a pair of black-red fleshy claws poked out of the crack, and the crack was stretched open, and a pair of blood-red lanterns appeared in the crack.

Then came the head, face, hair, and body, and when the whole person came out of the crack, everyone was shocked.

This half-human, half-demon monster is about two feet tall, with long fiery red hair like a steel mane that swells up at the roots, its upper body is naked, revealing its volcanic rock-like body lines, and its fiery red eyes are full of furious emotions, and when it gasps, it will erupt two waves of fire, which is very terrifying.

"It's going to begin, killing. His gaze swept over Feng Yin and the others, and the void began to vibrate, not an adjective, but really vibrating.

At this time, black clouds gathered in the sky above him, as if they were about to form a catastrophe cloud.

He glanced up, and with a single glance, it made one feel as if he had become more irritable.

Oh!

Like a beast provoked, he craned his neck and let out an inhuman roar.

The people of the two factions felt stuffy in their chests, only to feel nauseous and vomit, and their cultivation was weaker, so they fainted directly to the ground.

I saw a pillar of light that looked like lightning but not lightning, like flame but not flame, erupted from the monster's mouth, hitting the cloud that was being generated.

Rumble!

The clouds exploded, shattering into powder under the impact of the furious energy. Since then, the clouds have never appeared again.

A few drops of cold sweat slipped down Song Qingyang's forehead, he raised his hand to wipe it tremblingly, his lips trembled, and he couldn't say a word.

"Enough Gousickle, how long do you want the Holy Lord to wait?" Feng Yin said coldly.

The monster is naturally one of the three major legion leaders in the Scorched Prison Realm, "Hook Sickle".

Gou Sickle rolled his gaze and let out a low roar from his throat: "I don't need you to teach me a lesson!"

He turned around with one hand, and with a roar of rage, he tore the crack to pieces.

"Shh......hh

This man has short black and white hair, wears a black and white robe, and has a bare chest, and his appearance and height are the same as those of a human being, but his whole body, including his pupils, is composed of black and white, like pure black clouds and white clouds.

He had a faint smile on his face, although it was a very plain kind, but it gave people a sense of evil spirit. Such a person, it seems, does not have to do anything, just standing there, it is enough evil and chaotic.

This person is "Wen Ying", one of the commanders of the three major legions of Jiaojiao.

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