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Eight hundred and fifty first chapter magic dye

They are monsters called "Reapers".

Huge and huge heads swung around, as if they were sensing the living creatures beside them.

Under the twisted head, there was no neck and limbs that normal creatures should have, and only some sickle-like tentacles were flying around.

"Each end has a breath that is close to the God Transformation Period..."

After scanning with his divine thoughts, Wei Wuya and others came to a shocking conclusion.

"this……"

There are only more than twenty gods present, and there are more than ten of these first batch of harvesters who arrived. I don’t know how many monsters will come in the future.

Not to mention that there is a Bai Taoist who is eyeing him in the middle.

Everyone was confused for a moment.

At this moment, a silver ball of light floated out of the last silver gate.

The silver ball of light kept coming from a warm feeling, making people unconsciously want to embrace it in their arms.

"Good corpse, evil corpse, and this one..." Somehow, Wei Wuya's mind kept circulating in his collection of strange essays he had read back then, and the above description of killing the three corpses.

"The gate of darkness is the evil corpse that carries his evil thoughts.

The silver ball of light is the good corpse that carries his good thoughts.

What does Bai Tong incarnate carry?..."

The god-transforming monk has a very good control over his own memory. He will probably almost never forget anything about him, but he is always a little vague about this collection of essays that kill the three corpses.

"That's no corpse." Yu Ye Zhenjun next to him whispered the doubts in Wei Wuya's mind.

"No corpse?"

"This Bai Taoist's method of killing the three corpses is the core essence of the three corpses.

"What obsession?" Everyone used divine thoughts to transmit voice, fighting and retreating, and flew towards the Jiutian Gangqi layer under the heavy rain of pouring spirit stones, trying to retreat strategically first and then plan for funeral.

Everyone's curious eyes focused on Yu Ye Zhenjun, waiting for the next answer.

"End this inclined world," he continued.

“…”

"The evil corpse chooses to kill the law and kill all the people."

"Since all problems are caused by the existence of life, they will be destroyed and the problems will naturally disappear."

“…”

"No wonder it is full of the true intention of killing and destruction."

"Is this the enemy of all living beings?"

"It turned out to be pure destruction... It's really a lunatic. He doesn't solve the problem, but only solves the person who causes the problem."

"The one who chooses Taoism without corpses, extends infinitely."

"If the growth of living space and resources cannot keep up with the expansion of the number of monks and desires, then it will create a world that can be extended infinitely enough to accommodate all the desires in the world."

“…”

"Is this... possible?"

"Human hearts will never be enough. Even if he is a real immortal, he will never succeed."

"Where is the good corpse?"

"The good corpse chooses to control the law and regulate everything.

"The main contradiction has always been distribution..."

"Wait, I have a problem."

“I have…”

"That's why... why do you know so much?! What's your relationship with this Bai Dao Ren?!"

True Lord Yu Ye is the supreme elder of the Zixuan Sect of the Huashen Sect in Nanyazhou. His background trajectory is not mysterious. It is logical that it is impossible to know so much confidential information belonging to foreigners.

"Because I...is him."

At this time, Yu Ye Zhenjun's eyes suddenly flashed with silver light, and a silver fluctuation rushed towards all directions with him as the center.

"Danger!"

"spread!"

No one needed to say it, these great monks who had been through many battles responded immediately.

"Now I'm him too."

"And I."

...

"Quick...escape...everything...everything...is...fake..." Ji Xuande, the elder of the Yanghuo Palace, who was behind, had already been infected by silver light, but his last few seconds of his mind were still clear and clear, leaving Wei Wuya a long and unknown sentence.

"All everything is fake?" Wei Wuya only had time to chew the last words left by Ji Xuande after escaping from the queen of heaven.

At this time, more than twenty gods of transformation and more than one hundred Yuanying were left, only eight gods of transformation and twelve Yuanying were left, and the rest were all overwhelmed by silver light.

"Master of the Demon Sect, what are your plans?" Among those who survived by chance, the highest cultivation level was the Master of the Demon Sect in the late stage of the God Transformation.

"Gather the power of the five continents to fight Mo Ran to the death!" He didn't seem to be scared by what happened just now, but was still full of confidence, as if he had some trump card.

Everyone flew over the nine heavens and looked out with divine thoughts. They could vaguely see the center of the sudden rain of spirit stones. The black and silver were clearly distinguished, and they continued to spread outward, but the white disappeared.

"As far as the current situation is concerned, our main enemies are Black Demon Ran and Silver Demon Ran. Black Demon Ran aims to destroy everything, and Silver Demon Ran aims to control everything..."

They still remembered the information provided by Zhenjun Yo just now very clearly, and they didn't know what kind of situation he was like.

"There are eighteen monsters in total, and the black gate seems to be unable to teleport new god-level monsters." A Nascent Soul monk with a special method of exploration reported.

"Eighteen God-turning monsters, if we can gather the power of the Yuanyang Realm and scream those old monsters in seclusion, we should be able to get fifty God-turning monsters..."

"But what should Silver Demon Ran do?" In the eyes of many high-ranking monks, the Black Demon Ran who claimed to destroy everything was not that great threat. Silver Demon Ran took away more than a dozen colleagues with just one outbreak.

There has been no one-time double-digit casualties of the god-transforming monk in the Yuanyang Realm for many years. For them who are arrogant, Silver Demon Ran is the biggest concern.

"Don't worry about Silver Demon Ran. There will be no silver Demon Ran that can endanger the Nascent Soul God-turning Cultivator." Wei Wuya suddenly said at this time.

"Why did Elder Wei say this?"

"This message left by Ji Xuande, the Supreme Elder of our sect, before being completely defiled by demons."

"So our enemies are those more than ten former colleagues?"

"That's right."

"The Bai Daoist's corpselessness seems to be invincible to us. Moreover, judging from the explanation of Ye Zhenjun just now, although the concept of corpselessness is unrealistic, it is at least harmless with us and the world. Can we consider cooperation..."

"But what can we do to get in touch with it?"

"No."

“…”

"I have a way." The Demon Sect Master gave an unexpected reply.

"Damn it, do you actually have a way to contact it?"

When he was just now defiled by the Silver Light Demon, several God-Transformed True Lords with a relatively mild degree of defiledness not only broke free with their strong will, but also obtained some valuable information about the White Dao Ren from the Silver Demon.

The Demon Sect Master is one of the beings who escaped from the devil.

"The information in the silver light records the Tao. No matter where we are, as long as we close the six consciousnesses and try to understand the way of heaven, we will have the opportunity to enter the world created by corpses.

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