Chapter 963: Meeting of Dharma preachers

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"What a huge force..."

Li Fan felt the power he had at this moment, and even with his experience and character, he was instantly dazzled.

Although the difference between the Immortal Lord and ordinary monks is as vast as the heavens.

But when the number of ants reaches a certain level, it is enough to make up for the gap!

For example, at this moment, Li Fan, who had had a spiritual collision with the Ancient Dharma Immortal Mo Rubin, was convinced that after all the spiritual consciousness of more than a million monks could be used by him, he would definitely be able to easily crush the Dharma King of the Xuantian Sect.

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Li Fan even had a feeling that if he continued to expand like this, after swallowing up most of the monks in the Xuanhuang Realm...

He may not be able to challenge Chuanfa head-on without losing.

Once the inner desire arises, it is difficult to suppress it.

Especially the millions of imaginary gods and demons seemed to have sensed Li Fan's thoughts at this time, and they all uttered gibberish.

Trying to bewitch Li Fan.

Under normal circumstances, few monks can resist the temptation to reach heaven in one step.

The end result must be to lose one's original intention and sink endlessly into eternal expansion.

Until all the monks are destroyed.

At that time, will the initiator of everything be able to become an immortal, or will he follow the world into extinction...

No one knows what will happen.

But Li Fan is different.

Firstly, he has the Xuanhuang Immortal Heart Curse to protect his body, and secondly, in addition to the millions of demon gods, he also possesses a lot of power of the same level as it.

There is even this transcendent existence called "Hua Zhen".

How could Li Fan abandon his roots and lose his mind to millions of gods and demons?

Not to mention millions, even with the power of tens of millions of gods, demons, or even true immortals, trying to seduce him to give up [Really] is all nonsense!

It can be said that [Huan Zhen] is also Li Fan's biggest spiritual anchor, which prevents him from being deceived by other external objects and forgetting his true heart.

Unless one day, he can meet an existence more powerful than [Huan Zhen]...

At this moment, Li Fan's face was as cold as ice, and the power of the Taoist Stone was operating to the extreme, trying to control every god and demon.

Millions of thoughts have been incarnated, which has already put a huge load on the middle-grade Dao Transformation Stone.

However, with the help of Li Fan's own huge spiritual consciousness, he was finally able to maintain basic operation.

"If the number is too large, they can only act instinctively. Without my micro-control, they are just beasts without sanity, and their combat power will be greatly reduced. But it is enough to create chaos."

Within half a day, flames of war broke out all over the territory of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance.

Basically all the grassroots forces are paralyzed.

You must know that every spiritual clone has a combat power equivalent to that of the weakest spiritual monk.

And even in the four central states of the Immortal Alliance, the number of god-transforming monks is not too large.

Faced with thousands of gods and demons attacking overwhelmingly, they could only choose to avoid the limelight temporarily.

If the spirit is like this, the choice of Hedao will not change.

After all, your life is your own. It is not easy to practice all the way to the realm of harmony.

The enemy's offensive is so fierce, whoever rushes forward first to take the lead will inevitably face a siege.

What if you die?



The objective environment of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance has also created almost identical thoughts among the monks.

This also caused the millions of gods and demons controlled by Li Fan to feel as if they were in a no-man's land and looked down upon them.

It seems that they are about to completely capture the ascendant Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance.

at the same time.

Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance Headquarters.

There is no boundary anywhere, and everything as far as the eye can see is a pale space.

As a bolt of lightning exploded from the center of the space, projections of the world appeared one after another, illuminating every corner of the space.

The scenes are varied, including rolling mountains hidden under the sea of ​​clouds, boundless green bamboo seas, majestic and luxurious imperial palaces, and even dreamy scenes of tall buildings standing in a sea of ​​neon lights.

In the projection of each world, there seems to be a blurred human face.

appear in this pale space.

"Jiang, tell me what's going on now." A rather frivolous voice sounded.

From the world of boundless bamboo sea.

Following this, lines of light and shadow emerged one after another in the centers of these world projections.

All of them are pictures of gods and demons wreaking havoc and the Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals suffering disaster.

"That's it. The appearance of these divine creations is extremely strange. There was no warning before, and they suddenly broke out."

"Except for the core administrative areas of Tiancheng, all states have basically fallen."

A serious voice spoke slowly, introducing the current situation of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance to the practitioners present.

The sound comes from the world of the Emperor's Palace.

"Interesting, so many divine creations...could they be the remnants of Xuanhuang's fallen monks over the years?"

"Waste is waste. It can't even organize a decent counterattack!"

"I don't think it's because I can't, but I don't want to. A bunch of ignorant white-eyed wolves..."

The preachers spoke to each other, and without exception, their tone was very relaxed, without the slightest concern about the fall of the Immortal Alliance.

"Jiang, what do you think?"

All the preachers fell silent suddenly, all looking at an inconspicuous world.

There are no gorgeous buildings or magnificent natural scenery there.

There is only nothingness.

A lonely figure sat in the void.

Jiang's eyes were always fixed on the numerous pictures in the center of this place, ignoring the inquiries of the preachers.

And those who taught the Dharma seemed to respect Jiang, the Dharma preacher, very much. They all waited patiently, and no one expressed the slightest dissatisfaction.

After an unknown amount of time, the preacher Jiang said: "Behind these divine creations, there is only one person."

"Find him out and the matter will be resolved."

As soon as these words came out, all the Dharma preachers had strange expressions on their faces.

"To be able to have such power...even ordinary immortals can't do it, right? Who would lower his body and do such a sneaky thing?"

"Wait a minute, when you said that, I seem to have remembered it. Back then, there seemed to be a technique in the Xuanhuang Realm that was very similar to this one."

"Um?"



Regardless of the reactions of other Dharma transmitters, Dharma transmitter Jiang continued his analysis: "As everyone said, with such strength, one will never do anything meaningless. Release these millions of gods and demons..."

"It should just be some kind of cover-up. To hide his true purpose."

"The real purpose?" Jiang's reasoning was recognized by most of the preachers. They also began to think about it.

I don't know what they thought of, but many of the practitioners had subtle expressions on their faces.

His eyes also swept over the other people in the field.

Jiang, the preacher, did not squint his eyes and continued: "There is no need to be suspicious of each other."

"When your strength reaches this level, the only things you want to covet are those few things."

"Whether we choose to fish in troubled waters or take advantage of others, we just need to solve it from the source."


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