Chapter 670 The Sea Falls Into the Underworld

"Stay away!" Nan Wang shouted sharply.

Daoist Guangyuan waved his sleeves and emitted several sword lights, forcing Zhao Layue and others to the rear.

The flying swords were thrown into chaos, and the light of the magic weapon illuminated the peak where the wind was howling, and the disciples of Qingshan and representatives of various sects fled away one after another.

"Master! Uncle! If you continue to fight like this, the Qingshan formation will collapse!"

Immortal Guangyuan's right hand was in front of him, his sword intent was like fire, blocking the howling wind and terrifying sword intent, and shouted to the two people on the edge of the cliff in a deep voice.

"I don't care."

An extremely cold, disregarding life and death smile appeared on Liu Shisui's darkened face, looking a little weird, "What about you? You shouldn't care, right? Who else do you care about besides yourself? Do you regret it at this moment, that you should have killed this little guy in the first place?"

Jing Jiu said, "What about you? It feels good to be alone against the whole world?"

Daoist Taiping laughed and said, "It's not confrontation, but destruction. The feeling of destroying an old world is really wonderful."

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There was a terrifying whistling sound in the depths of the sea.

There was the wreckage of a Penglai treasure ship on the sea. The crew members were struggling in the undulating waves with their planks in their arms. Listening to the howling sound in the distance, their hearts were full of despair.

That was the roar of the maelstrom—the so-called Mingquan Secret Realm, the sound of the spring is not tinkling, it is always so terrifying.

Why are there some other voices in these whistling sounds today, like real life, full of pain, and somewhat relieved?

Those crew members only had time to flash a thought before being swallowed by the huge waves and falling towards the endless abyss.

This treasure ship from Penglai Island was unlucky to become a part of the blood sacrifice of the real Taiping. Those monsters summoned by Yinfeng from all over the world knew their fate from the very beginning.

Some monsters with high spiritual knowledge once tried to struggle for survival, but they couldn't resist the mark imprinted on their souls by the underworld, so they could only helplessly go towards the maelstrom.

Huge ghost-eyed dace, boat-swallowing beasts, or alien monsters that humans in Chaotian Continent have never seen before emerged from the sea water, roared and rushed into the sky outside the cliff, but could not fall into the depths of the vortex. During the fall, they began to disintegrate, spurt out blood, and finally turned into a cloud of blood mist.

The painful and desperate howls of the monsters even overwhelmed the sound of the maelstrom.

The blood mist was not dispersed by the violent sea water, and gradually condensed in the air.

Countless blood drops connected together, drawing extremely complex patterns in the sky above the maelstrom, and then forming extremely complex, three-dimensional patterns.

If Kou Qingtong is still alive at this time, he may be able to recognize that this is the Heavenly Killing Formation that the Blood Demon Sect has tried for many years, but has been unable to put up because of the insufficient number of blood sacrifices.

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On the other side of the distant sea, the awakened giant heard those voices again, with a worried expression in his eyes, ignoring the shouts and curses of the awakened elves, he picked up a wooden stick and walked towards the sea.

The giant's figure is extremely high, as if it wants to reach the sky, and it can cover several miles in one step. However, its body is too heavy and its steps are really slow. It is unknown how long it will take to reach the maelstrom.

Seeing the huge figure gradually disappearing into the sea, the elves gradually stopped cursing, put down their spears and bows and arrows, and were a little at a loss.

Suddenly, an old female elf flew out from the depths of the woods, screaming something in a sharp and almost cursing tone, the elves showed horror on their faces, and flew towards the other side of the mountain ridge.

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The Heavenly Killing Formation cannot really kill everyone in the world, because even the extremely evil Blood Demon Cult never thought of doing such a thing back then.

In Taiping Zhenren's plan, the function of this formation is to shake the majestic power of the great vortex, change the natural passages created by nature, and change the direction of the endless seawater that flows towards the abyss and finally emerges from another great vortex in the extreme north.

He wants to introduce the sea water into the underworld.

There is no sun in the underworld, and it is naturally dark and monotonous. The Styx River, which flows slowly and radiates light and heat, becomes the most conspicuous existence.

The war here has come to an end.

The army of the underworld loyal to the high priest was besieged by the army of the underworld on both sides of the Styx River. Seeing that there was no way out, they broke out with unimaginable fighting power.

If they wanted to attack by force and kill the loyal subordinates of the more than 100,000 high priests, Hades would inevitably pay a huge price.

There is a stone platform in the high mountain. Master Ming stands on the edge of the cliff, quietly looking at the Styx River in the distance. The blue clothes on his body are as eye-catching as the Styx River.

"Continuing the siege will save some soldiers from dying, but it will also consume a lot of money. More importantly, Mingdu will be unstable, ahem..."

Tong Yan blocked her mouth with her fist, coughed twice, and continued: "I still think we should attack by force, you must find a suitable reason to convince me."

Master Ming smiled and said: "A few days ago, I didn't want to explain to you, because I didn't know whether the scene in my imagination could happen. I invite you to come today because I want to invite you to witness together."

Tong Yan suddenly felt something strange, followed the vision of the underworld master, and saw a hole suddenly torn somewhere in the dark sky!

Boom boom boom!

There seemed to be a thunder that had never been heard before in the underworld.

What fell from the sky was not thunder and lightning, but countless sea water!

Under the gloomy luster, the blue sea water is like a huge blue beam of light, violently descending from the sky and blasting towards the ground!

Looking at this scene, Tong Yan's face turned pale, and she said in a hoarse voice, "What's going on?"

People in the underworld have never seen the sea, they only heard about it in the legends about the human world, and they couldn't connect the things that fell from the sky with the sea water for a while. The high priest had seen seawater before, and his translucent face revealed a frightened and bewildered light as he murmured, "Has the sky broken?"

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boom!

With unimaginable power, the sea water falling from the sky fell on the ground of the underworld, instantly destroying a hill.

The hundreds of subordinates of the high priest stationed near here were directly photographed into meatloaf.

The earth kept shaking, the River Styx swayed restlessly, and the army of the high priest ran around in terror, but how could it be faster than those raging waters?

What really brought disaster to the high priest's army was not the sea water overflowing their heads, but the encounter between the sea water and the River Styx.

Accompanied by countless dense hissing sounds, the sea water poured into the Styx River and instantly burned, turning into an unimaginable sea of ​​flames.

Those underworld soldiers who managed to escape the impact of the sea water all died in this sea of ​​fire.

"What's going on here?" Tong Yan asked, staring into Master Ming's eyes.

Many days ago, Mingdu's army stopped implementing his strategy. Even after paying a higher price, they still moved forward slowly according to Mingshi's idea, and drove the priest's last subordinates to this valley, but they also got themselves into great trouble.

"Isn't it spectacular?" Mingshi pointed to the jasper-like sea water very high in the night sky, and asked with a trembling voice, a little excited.

The channel there was getting bigger and bigger by the seawater washing, and the amount of seawater falling was also increasing. The flames in the Styx River did not go out, but produced more blue smoke, and there were faint fragments of the soul fire in the smoke.

"Spectacular? Do you know what that means?"

Tong Yan stared at him and said, "If the sea water continues to fall, the poisonous smoke will cover the entire underworld, what will we do then?"

Master Ming smiled and said, "The smoke is very light and will go up."

Tong Yan looked at the green smoke on the Styx River, at the soldiers of the Underworld who died covering their mouths, and at the direction of the green smoke, and finally understood something.

"It turns out... this is the method of Daoist Taiping." He murmured.

Master Ming said with emotion: "The place where the green smoke rises, the world is changed. Except for Mr., who else can accomplish this great deed?"

Tong Yan was silent for a while, and said: "Even... even if the humans in Chaotian Continent will suffer heavy casualties, the underworld will also be killed by these poisonous smoke."

The underworld master squinted his eyes and said: "You are wrong, this is not a war between the underworld and the upper world, but practitioners' harvesting of ordinary people who waste resources and vitality... Whether it is human beings or the people of the underworld, it will only be ordinary people who die."

Killing all ordinary people and establishing a world with only practitioners is the ambition of Daoist Taiping, and it is also the reason why he is regarded as a devil by the whole world.

"I thought that after hundreds of years, a smart person like you would never be so crazy." Tong Yan said, staring into the eyes of the underworld master.

Master Ming smiled slightly and said, "You forgot one thing, I am a student of Daoist."

Tong Yan's face became even paler.

Because there is no vitality in the underworld.

Also because he felt such fear for the first time in his life.