The sect is full of evildoers, but I am the eldest brother.

The dazzling white light instantly filled the entire field of vision, and the violent thunder was like thousands of birds screaming. Even if I closed my eyes and blocked my ears, I still felt a vast expanse of white, which was extremely deafening.

I don't know how long the noise lasted.

Everyone felt dazed and began to lose track of the passage of time.

Just now, the moment Lei Haotian walked in front of them, Feng Wanli noticed that the aura on Lei Haotian suddenly turned from weak to strong, even stronger than the Black Demon Hall Master who had not yet broken through!

At the last moment, Lord Haotian's golden elixir transformed his bones and broke through to the He Nian realm?!

Feng Wanli was deeply shocked and had a huge uproar in his heart.

Doesn't this mean that the world has welcomed another ancestor-level figure, and the ranking of geniuses will be refreshed again, with Eternal Thunder Lord jumping from eighth to the top five? Top three?

But, breaking through the state of unity of thought at this time...

is there time?

As it turned out, it was too late.

Even if the Lord of the Black Demon Hall is in the realm of fusion of thoughts, he is still in the upper-middle group. No matter how talented Lei Haotian is, he has just broken through the realm and will not be a match for the Lord of the Black Demon Hall in a one-on-one fight.

Not to mention that the Lord of the Black Demon Hall is now a genuine celestial being!

Hu Yanming forced himself to squint his eyes.

He could clearly feel it.

Just now, the aura of his senior brother Haotian became extremely powerful!

But then, that is now.

That powerful aura seemed to be cut by a knife at the ankle!

Fall to the bottom in an instant!

I can still feel the breath, but I have become extremely weak.

Not even as good as an ant crawling on the ground!

When his vision became clear, Huyan Ming finally saw the scenery ahead.

The pupils suddenly shrank like knitted fabrics.

It was a young man who was missing the left half of his body, with blood constantly oozing out. There were several bloody holes on his body, but he still stood proudly.

"Hao, Senior Brother Haotian..."

Hu Yanming's lips trembled, and the scene in front of him seemed to become blurred again, obscured by a layer of mist, and soon his cheeks became wet.

"how come......"

Xi Zhaozhao covered her mouth with her hands, tears glistening in the corners of her eyes. At this moment, she suddenly realized that since the moment she came to the desert and met Lei Zun, this genius from the Five Realms, who was rumored to be so arrogant that no one wanted to make friends with him, had always been taking good care of her.

Although he is always harsh in his words, he is straightforward and honest in character.

“Senior Brother Haotian!!!”

Hu Yanming shouted out loudly with tears in his eyes. He could no longer suppress his emotions and rushed to Lei Haotian like a madman.

But you can see those big bloody holes with blood oozing out.

But he didn't know what to do.

In desperation, he stretched out his trembling hand to try to block the blood hole.

"Stop, stop right there..."

His hands were covered in sticky, hot blood.

Hu Yanming sobbed, and tears as big as beans rolled down his cheeks one after another. He was just like his appearance, like a child, crying aggrieved and helplessly, "Assholes, go back, go back, you are not allowed to come out again, without my permission, you are not allowed to come out..."

"Don't say...I...don't...protect...you..."

A gossamer-like voice came out of Lei Haotian's mouth intermittently.

After saying this, he seemed to have fulfilled his responsibility. Under Huyan Ming's dull gaze, his body slowly fell out.

But soon a figure came from behind and caught him steadily.

It turned out to be his former mortal enemy, Feng Wanli.

At this moment, Feng Wanli felt a little uncomfortable. After catching Lei Haotian, his still relatively neat clothes were soon stained with a large area of ​​crimson that had still faded from the warmth.

"Your Excellency Haotian, if the outcome is destined to be unchangeable..."

He was filled with mixed emotions, and muttered in a low voice, "Why add to my sorrow and grief?"

"Brother Haotian, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Hu Yanming knelt down in front of the breathless Lei Haotian, kowtowed repeatedly, and kept saying "I'm sorry". Even though his scalp was broken, he did not stop. "I don't mean to blame you. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. It's all my fault, it's all my fault..."

It was with great difficulty that the relationship was finally eased a little.

The result was a big quarrel, which made the relationship that had been eased with great difficulty become strained.

I had countless opportunities to say "I'm sorry".

But I have to wait until others can't hear me before I keep crying.

"Brother Haotian, I was wrong. You are the Sect Master, you are the Holy Son. I will not argue with you anymore. Please open your eyes, please..."

Huyan Ming knelt in a pool of blood, his face stained with Lei Haotian's blood. He was almost crazy, muttering to himself, and even planned to pry open Lei Haotian's eyelids himself.

"It's enough."

Feng Wanli gently patted Hu Yanming's palm and said, "Lord Haotian is already dead. May the dead rest in peace. How can you let Lord Haotian rest in peace by making such a fuss?"

Senior Brother Haotian is dead? Senior Brother is dead? If he dies, the Holy Son will be mine, right? Why are you crying? Shouldn't I be happy? Why? Why...

Hu Yanming's pupils were dull, his soul was out of his body, and his mind was in a mess.

Bang! Bang! Bang...

Lao Ba pounded the ground again and again in anger, hating his own incompetence. If he could seize the opportunity and kill the Black Supreme with one blow, he wouldn't have dragged everyone else to death with him!

Goddess, I've already used up the power you left for me...

Why can't I do anything!

Master, I still cannot become the light in your heart.

Let the snow fall again in the Western Regions or something...

I can't do anything, nothing can be done...

"Brother, don't do this!"

Xi Zhaozhao grabbed Lao Ba's arm, which was beaten bloody.

Her eyes were filled with heartache, but she also said with great sadness: "Really, Brother, please don't be like this. We have tried our best, but God is not on our side..."

A senior brother not only implicated his junior sister.

In the end, he even let his junior sister comfort him?

A feeling of frustration swept over Lao Ba, and the belief he held on to was gradually collapsing.

Goddess, I really can't do anything...

Master, I cannot rekindle the extinguished flame...

Suddenly, at this moment, Lao Ba somehow associated the goddess with the old monk in Baoliantian.

There are two ways. One is to offer sincerity and awaken the dormant will.

The second is to dance a dance that can warm people up.

This was the method that the old monk in Baoliantian indirectly conveyed to him through Zhaozhao, but the result was accomplished by the body constructed for him by the goddess.

The old monk showed him the scene of the Nanga tribe resisting the evil tribe from outside the territory in the past.

The evil clan is here, and the Flame God appears.

He is not from the evil race, but he is from outside the domain.

But why hasn't the Flame God appeared yet?

Could it be that the Nanga tribe was destroyed by an evil tribe from outside the domain, so the Flame God is unwilling to help him?

No, it shouldn't be like this. Think about it carefully...

Something must be missing...

Perhaps, he did not need to offer his sincerity, as his sincerity was offered to the God of Flame, who was the founder of the Nanga tribe. What he saw was a vision of a group of Nanga people who swore to follow the Emperor of Flame to the death and to kill the evil tribes from outside the domain.

So, the evil race from outside the domain already exists, but where is Emperor Yan?

Where is the Flame Emperor? Why hasn't he appeared yet? How can we wake him up?

Dance? Yes, dance!

The old monk represents stillness, and the goddess represents movement. The former tells him how to end it all, and the latter gives him a body capable of completing this mission.

But, he is a visitor from outside the domain.

Even if he succeeded in awakening the Flame Emperor, the other party might not necessarily help him.

And Lao Ba didn't know what kind of dance to perform to wake up the Flame Emperor.

A dance that can make people warm up...

How does he know what kind of dance it is?!

In a trance, Lao Ba recalled the first time he came here. It seemed that after he came here, in addition to this body that had grown naturally since childhood, there was something else.

"I know, I know!"

Old Eight was like a madman, with hope of life shining in his eyes again. He placed his hands on Xi Zhaozhao's shoulders, ecstatic and incoherent, "Zhaozhao, Zhaozhao, you... do you still remember the book I found on the stove in the fire room five years ago when you first joined the sect?!"

"Is it... the sword manual with illustrations?"

Xi Zhaozhao said somewhat uncertainly.

"Yeah! It's that sword technique book!"

Lao Ba nodded repeatedly and asked hurriedly: "Have you practiced it? Do you remember the content?!"

"I practiced, almost every day, and I knew it by heart."

Xi Zhaozhao recalled the sword technique that Old Eight had given her and frowned. "But rather than a sword technique, I think it's more like a sword dance. I once practiced this sword technique in front of Senior Brother Ye. After he read it, he stuffed two copper coins in my pocket, saying I danced well and told me to buy candied haws with them."

"Is there a question about this sword dance... a question, a question... a sword dance? Dance?"

Xi Zhaozhao said awkwardly, "Brother, you mean, this sword dance..."

Lao Ba's joy was so strong that it was beyond words. "Of course it is!"

"I thought this sword dance book would be very useful. Zhao Zhao, this must be the dance that Master mentioned, the one that can excite people!"

"I didn't expect the master to even anticipate this..."

Lao Ba was becoming more and more impressed by the old monk Bao Liantian. He muttered to himself like crazy, "Because of my special status, even if I performed this sword dance, it would be useless. That's why the sword dance has been passed on to you. This cannot be wrong. The master must have seen the goddess!"

"Everything has its destiny, including..."

His eyes fell on the person in Feng Wanli's arms.

The Eighth Old Man's joyful expression quickly dimmed, and he was momentarily lost in thought: "If everything is predetermined, then could it be that the death of Lord Lei Zun was also part of the Master's plan?"

"But, Master, why don't you just tell me all the truth..."

My respect for the old monk dropped to freezing point.

At this moment, Lao Ba suddenly felt like a clown. All his efforts were in vain. They were all part of the plan of the old monk and the goddess.

If the faith just now was just gradually collapsing.

So now, in a single thought, everything should be destroyed!

"Brother, brother, brother..."

Looking at Lao Ba, who was inexplicably happy and inexplicably tearful, he couldn't hear a word.

Xi Zhaozhao's heart skipped a beat.

"Brother, what's wrong with you? Please don't scare me!"

"Oh?"

A slightly surprised voice came from the air. It was the Lord of the Black Demon Hall who was speaking.

"It's interesting that he survived..."

"But Alex, it turns out that you can cry too."

The Dark Demon Hall Master seemed to be seeing this for the first time. He suddenly sneered and said jokingly, "I thought our high and mighty Mechanical Knight, Phoenix Guardian, was a tough guy. I didn't expect his heart to be so fragile. He can't bear it?"

"Alex, the pain I've endured is hundreds, even thousands, of times greater than yours, but even so, I'm fine, aren't I?"

"You disappoint me so much..."

The leader of the Black Demon Hall shook his head in disappointment, and saw out of the corner of his eye that in addition to these people, there were actually two or three other guys who survived his Netherworld Judgment.

This was quite unexpected for him...

"Young Master, how are you?"

Yun Ji shouted anxiously, tears streaming down her face.

Kuang Langsheng supported Zi Chezhong, whose body was covered with tiny cracks.

His face was terrifyingly gloomy.

But when he felt the Black Demon Hall Master's gaze on him, he still supported Zi Che Zhong and half-knelt, saying in a loud voice: "Thank you, Hall Master, for not killing me!!!"

"Hahahaha, interesting, so interesting..."

The leader of the Black Demon Hall laughed out loud. After slaughtering so many innocent people, he did not feel uncomfortable at all. Instead, he felt happy and intoxicated by this powerful strength.

"It's been dragging on long enough, let's end this quickly."

As he spoke, the Black Demon Hall Master's expression suddenly changed, and he became visibly flustered. "This is not good. I was too selfless and almost missed the best time to get things done."

He took out a black box, which was the one that Kuang Langsheng had stolen before.

pat-

The box was opened by the Lord of the Black Demon Hall through a series of complicated steps.

A grayish-white hand with a redstone ring on it slowly floated up.

After this palm appeared.

The sky and the earth changed color, and endless strange black fog rushed into the sky. An extremely greedy, evil, and oppressive aura spread from it, and soon enveloped the entire Western Heaven Region.

Whether it's the snow town or the desert...

All living beings living in the Western Heaven Realm will feel an inexplicable palpitation the moment they sense this breath, as if some prehistoric terror is about to be revived!

Some creatures even sensed this breath, and strange changes occurred in their bodies, such as scales growing on their skin, horns growing on their heads, and their limbs turning into tentacles.

Looking at the people around her who had already lost their fighting spirit, Xi Zhaozhao couldn't help but recall what the little monk had said to her when they drew lots: Things may take a turn for the better, but it's not obvious. Donor Xi still needs to make a little effort, and don't give up easily until the last moment.

Never give up until the last moment!

Xi Zhaozhao gritted his teeth, summoned the Green Light Sword and inserted it into the open space behind him. Then, racing against time, he used the remaining incense sticks to light all the surrounding areas, making a full circle.

Finally, he drew out the green sword and danced lightly in the circle.

Perform the sword dance that he had already memorized.

Hundreds of black boxes appeared behind the Black Magic Hall, and wisps of black air poured out of the boxes. Those were the desires that he had sent his subordinates to collect throughout the five domains over the years.

As the Lord of the Black Demon Hall chanted an obscure and ancient spell, the black air gathered in the same direction and swirled above his head, like a constantly twisting and wriggling placenta. Afterwards, the huge placenta formed by the black air gradually condensed into a human face.

The leader of the Black Demon Hall fell rapidly and landed on the ground.

He threw off his robe and knelt on the ground.

“Welcome the Lord to come!!!”

As the Black Demon Hall Master finished speaking.

The placenta in the air, which already had the outline of a human face, slowly opened its eyes.

The seven kings of the abyss, the sinner of greed, resurrected here.

After the long-dormant Lord of Greed woke up, his consciousness had not yet gathered, and the scene he saw in front of him made the face of this king of the abyss stunned for a moment.

Just because it is right in front of the sinner of greed.

There is a pair of extremely dazzling yet huge red suns.

It corresponds to him from a distance.

Strictly speaking, that's not the sun.

A pair of huge pupils...

It has eyes as bright as the sun but as cold as the abyss.

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ps: It may have been delayed a bit, I am a little sorry for everyone, because after this chapter, Lao Ba and Lei Haotian will be offline permanently in the subsequent plot, so I want to write this ending well no matter what.