Chapter 688 The Army Sets Out, and the Starry Sky Trembles!

Now, facing the prey that has come to her door, Bo Chengli will certainly not miss this good opportunity.

Her cultivation is currently at the fifth level of the semi-saint. If she can absorb the essence in Cao Zhi's body, she will surely be able to go further, but for the sake of the overall situation, Bo Chengli will try her best to restrain herself.

After all, Cao Zhi is the foundation of her foothold in the Cao family. She wants to use this as a basis to expand the number of objects to be absorbed and quickly spread to the men of the entire Cao family!

Just imagine, if even the ancestors of the Cao family listen to her, how smooth will her future path be?

For that unique method of absorption, Bo Chengli went from being uncomfortable at the beginning, and then gradually became enjoying it later. She also enjoyed it a lot of the time and didn't feel very uncomfortable.

From a man to a woman, the whole process requires a lot of courage, but once you adapt, it will be like opening the door to a new world, and you will experience indescribable pleasure from it!

"It's a pity that when I succeed in my cultivation, I won't be able to return to take revenge. After all, the Saint Realm will have perished by then."

When she thought of her former enemy Ye Junlin, Bo Chengli felt a strange feeling in her heart. It would be a lie to say that she didn't hate him. After all, she was able to reach this point today because of him.

However, as time went by, she began to like her new identity, which was a very contradictory feeling!

But one thing is for another. If there is a chance for revenge, Bo Chengli will still kill her enemy to end her heartache!

Putting away her scattered thoughts, Bo Chengli looked at the stunned young man in front of him and said with a smile:

"Mr. Cao, you come to me late at night. Do you have any problem for me to solve?"

Looking at this graceful woman in pink with a charming face, Cao Zhi suddenly felt dry in his mouth and couldn't stand it.

It was like a cat's claw scratching his heart.

It was very itchy!

"Yes, I have a problem, and I want to ask Peach Blossom Fairy to solve it..."

"Just once? Hmm?"

"No, actually it can be many times!"

"Haha, Master Cao is so humorous~"

The sweet laughter filled the room with joy, making people excited and unable to restrain their emotions.

"I'll prove it to you right now!"

At this moment, Cao Zhi could no longer control himself, and he pounced like a beast with heavy breathing.

The curtain fell down, reflecting two overlapping figures...

In the vast starry sky, a gorgeous holy ship was shuttling rapidly, and the nebulae along the way were broken, with magnificent momentum.

The monks of the Black and White Realm did not expect that they were about to fall into the greatest crisis in history because of a special outsider!

In this way, when the storm was about to come, all the extraterritorial creatures stranded in the Holy Realm left quickly, including a small number of local monks who were afraid of death.

In the vast universe, countless eyes are focused on this world, some sympathetic, some compassionate, some sarcastic, some joking, and so on.

No one thinks that the Holy Realm can survive this catastrophe. With only a so-called heaven, it has no power to protect it!

Rumble~

The starry sky trembles, and the sun and the moon are extinguished.

The vast army of the Nine Netherworld embarked on the journey, marching all the way to the destination.

Looking around, many dark red holy ships with metallic luster are heading to the starry sky, and there are war fortresses comparable to asteroids moving at high speed. The overall momentum is magnificent and visually impactful!

Countless Nine Netherworld soldiers riding holy beasts, holding fluttering military flags, continue to advance with the torrent of steel.

At this moment, they gathered together with a common goal, which is to flatten the Holy Realm and kill all the creatures in this world!

In this terrifying army, the half-saints are just the lowest-level cannon fodder, the true saints are ordinary characters who rush to the front line, there are many heavenly saint-level masters, and even the number of ancient saint-level masters is as high as six digits!

In front of such a powerful lineup, any medium-sized holy world will tremble and feel despair!

After all, the strongest foundation of a medium-sized holy world is the ancient saints. Generally speaking, a double-digit number is considered good, and reaching three digits is the top level.

As a result, this Jiuyou army has a terrifying six-digit number of ancient saint-level masters alone, which is equivalent to 100,000 ancient saints in person!

Under such a huge disparity in strength, isn’t it the fate of being crushed?

This is the terrible thing about the evil-level world-destroying order!

In the horrified eyes of countless creatures, this Jiuyou army crossed the major galaxies in a mighty manner. Because the momentum it exuded was too terrifying, countless planets along the way were trembling, and even thousands of miles away were shattered and turned into cosmic dust.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The shouts of killing were like thunder, and the killing intent was like a raging torrent, and every inch of the void seemed to be frozen into ice.

The Holy Martial Realm.

A palace stood on the majestic holy mountain, and many huge stars surrounded the top of the palace, emitting bright and brilliant light.

This is the pilgrimage site of the Holy Martial Realm cultivators, Panlong Hall!

The founder of Panlong Hall is the strongest in the Holy Martial Realm - Panlong Wusheng!

Because Panlong Wusheng broke through to the Saint Ancestor Realm, the status of the entire world also rose, so his power was naturally the top power in the world, and countless cultivators were proud to join it.

In the hall, the atmosphere was solemn and solemn, and densely packed figures sat cross-legged on the empty ground.

Among them, both men and women looked respectful and looked at the highest point in front of them with awe, the huge human-shaped light and shadow suspended in the air.

The human-shaped light and shadow sat cross-legged, and its specific appearance could not be seen clearly. There was also a golden dragon-shaped holy energy surrounding it. Every breath it took could make the void tremble, as if it could affect the operation of the laws of this world.

He was Panlong Wusheng, a great power in the Saint Ancestor Realm!

At this time.

Panlong Wusheng seemed to have sensed something, waved his hand, and a huge light curtain suddenly appeared in the air.

The light curtain showed a terrifying scene. A huge army of the Nine Netherworld was on its way, with holy ships, war fortresses, and countless iron cavalry.

There were bursts of gasps in the hall.

The disciples' scalps were numb, and their eyes were filled with a trace of fear!

But when they thought that they were in the Holy Martial Realm and there were great powers in the Saint Ancestor Realm sitting in charge, they felt much more at ease, their expressions returned to normal, and their faces showed sympathy.

"After this battle, there will be no more holy worlds in the world." Panlong Wusheng said indifferently, without any emotional fluctuations, as if he was stating an indisputable fact.

In his opinion, once the Evil-level World Destruction Order is issued, only a large-scale holy world can resist it, which means that there must be a holy king in charge first.

Otherwise, it will be destroyed without a doubt!

"Alas, that holy world is really too ungrateful. It can obviously rely on the power of the Divine Court to avoid this disaster, but it ended up like this. It's really asking for trouble!"

A burly male disciple shook his head and sighed.

"If you ask me, it's all the fault of the Lord of Heaven. He led the Holy World into a trap!"

"That's right, who does he think he is? He dared to call himself the Emperor of Heaven. Doesn't he know that only the Lord of the Divine Court has such qualifications? How ridiculous!"

"It's because of his arrogance that the Divine Court is unhappy and the world he is in is implicated. He is really a disaster!"

"Now it's good. What a shitty Heaven. It has to be destroyed not long after it was established. It's simply ridiculous!"

For a while, all the disciples talked about it and expressed their opinions on this matter.

Without exception, they all despised and ridiculed.

Those who can stay in Panlong Hall are all formal disciples of Panlong Wusheng, which also means that they all start from the True Saint Realm at the lowest level.

Formal disciples are also divided into high and low levels, and the seats are arranged according to status. The closer to Panlong Wusheng, the higher the status. From high to low, they are True Disciple, Inner Disciple, and Outer Disciple.

People like Xiang Jiba who have just broken through to the True Saint not long ago naturally belong to the Outer Disciple.

At this time, he was sitting in a relatively backward position, listening to the voices of discussion around him, his face was very ugly.

Looking at the Nine Nether Army on the screen, the sense of oppression revealed through the screen made him feel a little palpitation and his back was cold.

This scale of the Saint Army is not comparable to the team encountered before. The previous one was just a small fight, not the same concept at all!

"Fellow Daoist Ye, how are you going to deal with it next?" Xiang Jiba's heart was full of powerlessness, and his face was worried.

...

Saint Realm.

Ye Junlin stood on the top of the cloud with his hands behind his back, and his eyes revealed some deep meaning.

No one knew that he could not wait for this day!

Before that, he also learned from Liu Huangshu about the horror of the evil-level world-destroying order.

Although Ye Junlin felt that he was invincible in a single fight with the same realm, there is an idiom called being outnumbered. If he was trapped in the vast ocean and could not get out, it would be troublesome.

Therefore, he was not conceited enough to fight the Nine Nether Army alone without any external force.

In order to deal with the upcoming Nine Netherworld army, he personally arranged a series of traps, waiting for a chain reaction, and then reaping a lot of rewards!

"Come on, my Human Emperor Banner can't wait..." Ye Junlin said meaningfully.

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