The people whose ankles were wrapped around them all stood on the spot, and the 'tears of refining the world' continued to flow out from their own nature. The tears soaked in the blood all over their bodies, turned into black color, and spread under their feet.
They gradually became bones and bones, turning into skinny mummies.
And in the 'poet of tears' thick as wax tears at their feet, there was a confused murmur: "Vacuum hometown, lifeless old mother..."
"A vacuum hometown, a lifeless old mother..."
Amidst the confused murmurs, the dark chains gradually falling off from the iron coffins seemed to turn into swimming black snakes. These countless black snakes were connected to the iron coffins on the platoon cars at one end.
, and one end plunged into the dark 'puddles of tears' where faces kept emerging and murmuring in confusion.
The pool of tears kept shrinking.
One by one, the iron coffins trembled.
Iron nails fell off the coffin lids one after another as the thirty-six coffins shook violently.
The thirty-six coffin lids seemed to have been violently pushed up by the people inside the coffin, and were suddenly lifted from the coffin. The coffin lids flew out and fell into the wild grass and trees all around!
Inside the coffins, black liquid as thick as asphalt bubbles constantly. On the surface of the black liquid in each coffin, there are vague human figures of men or women - and these vague human figures are in the dark night.
When it keeps boiling and bubbles keep coming out, it is silently 'cooked' and 'cooked' by the liquid until it is completely dispersed in the black liquid, leaving no trace left!
When all the figures of the man and woman in the coffin 'melted', the snow-white arms stretched out from under the surface of the calm black liquid and extended towards the sky.
Pairs of snow-white arms stretched out from under the surface of the rippleless black liquid. They were entangled in mid-air, clinging to each other, and competing to extend toward the ceiling.
These countless pairs of arms connected the pitch-black body on the water. The iron coffin, which looked like it could only be used to bury a corpse, crawled out from under the surface of the contained black liquid, with more than a dozen people covered in pitch black, with only their arms.
Snow-white 'Tearman'!
Inside each iron coffin, there are as few as a dozen or as many as dozens of tearful people entangled with each other, competing to climb up into the sky.
They turned into 'tear trees' rooted in the iron coffin. As the crown of this tear tree continued to shrink and twist, the tear trees turned into 'tears mountains'!
Thirty-six mountains of tears overlap and surround this hillside.
On the top of the thirty-six Tears Mountain, blood-red figures covered their faces and wept.
The sobbing sounds of those figures echoed layer by layer in the void.
The crimson-red ‘Tears of Refining the World’ flowed down from the top of the Tears Mountain, turning into streams that meandered through the Tears Mountains. The blood-red streams filled the air at the foot of the mountains, overturning the ravines and valleys.
Where blood-red tears filled the air, loud cries continued to sound.
Amidst the loud crying, there are many hazy blood-colored mountains of tears, growing out of the sea of tears that is about to drown the mountains. They surround the thirty-six mountains of tears in layers. There are countless hazy mountains of tears on the tops of them.
The vague figure was shaking, covering his face and crying.
The mountains surrounding the Mountain of Hundreds of Tears, the mountains filled with the sounds of weeping, give people a vague feeling that they are no longer in this world, but have fallen into another world full of sorrow!
Bai Changqing, the leader of the Vacuum Hometown Association, was constantly retreating surrounded by many Vacuum believers, away from the jet-black pillar of fire that was swirling around, igniting countless Vacuum cultists and even a large area of Lianshi's tears - he suddenly heard the sound that began to spread around him.
With a cry of sorrow, he turned his face and saw thirty-six mountains of tears suddenly rising from all directions. After the thirty-six mountains of tears, there were even more mountains of tears projected here - Bai Changqing was still a little scared, but suddenly
It’s settled!
He then stopped and looked coldly at the swirling and powerful jet-black pillar of fire. He sneered and said: "Thirty-six Tears have appeared, and the leader has arrived here!
Black Disaster Envoy, the outcome of the battle between you four vacuum thieves and our sect is indeed about to come to an end!
You and the other four vacuum thieves are destined to perish today!
The vacuum hometown association is destined to prosper the world!
Vacuum hometown, birthless mother!"
"A vacuum hometown, a birthless old mother!"
"A vacuum hometown, a birthless old mother!"
Many members of the Vacuum hometown congregation waved their weapons and shouted loudly. The wailing sounds that lingered between heaven and earth could not cover up the fanaticism in their shouts!
Bai Changqing's use of the name "Vacuum Cult Leader" really cheered up the hearts of many Vacuum believers present who were frightened by the Four Vacuum Envoys!
Thirty-six layers of tears covered the mountains and fields in an instant, adding to their confidence!
Amidst the fanatical roars, Li Qingmiao, Xiu Xiu, and Black Tiger let out flames, which blended with the pitch-black pillar of fire that contained some of Zhu'er's thoughts. The pitch-black and blazing flames paraded among the various colors of flames, driving them away and resisting them.
Following the red paint arms that penetrated into the fire, the fire burning on the four bodies shook more and more intensely, causing more and more red paint arms to emerge from the shadows all around——
Like a spider web, it traps all four of them!
In the distance, the rolling sea of tears flooding the valley is surrounded by countless mountains of tears. The projections of the mountains of tears are rolling towards the vacuum on the half slope. On the top of the mountains of tears covered with winding blood flows, there are bloody figures.
Suddenly it turned into a blazing white color - like red and black 'candles' intertwined, it instantly lit up a white flame!
Wisps of blazing white fire light illuminate the dark sky!
In the sky!
Buddha statues are densely arranged, forming a wall of canopy reliefs!
In the center of this relief wall that cuts across the sky, a cross slowly emerges. The cross slowly rotates in the center of the wall of Buddhas. During the rotation, it turns into a 'swastika' seal!
The 'old woman' with a kind face, dressed in gray clothes, and leaning on a dragon-headed crutch with a swastika wheel circling behind her head, stood in the middle of the world!
"Old mother without life!"
"A vacuum hometown, a birthless old mother!"
"The common people sincerely bow to the old mother who has no life!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Many congregations in the vacuum hometown under the sky saw the old woman turning the swastika crown chakra behind her head, and their expressions became more and more fanatical. Some people were so excited that they knelt down.
The earth, keep bowing to the 'old woman' in the middle of the sky!
The woman's face became more and more kind as countless people worshiped her sincerely.
Everyone looking at it seems to see their own loving mother!
At this time, a voice kept shouting and rang out from the crowd of people who were worshiping. The voice was not loud, but it spread throughout the mountains and fields: "When the vacuum unites and becomes one, the 'Sage of the Treasure Ship of Salvation' will come here.
The old mother Wusheng issued a decree - today is the day when the 'Sage of the Treasure Ship of Salvation' and the 'Key Holder' come into the world.
The four thieves of the vacuum are all given the title of leader.
All living beings sincerely invite the ‘Sage of the Treasure Ship of Salvation’ to come to the world!
Kill the thief!
Please Holy!”
"Kill the thieves! Call for saints!"
"Kill the thieves! Call for saints!"
As soon as the voice came to the ground, people everywhere started to follow him.
The congregation in Vacuum's hometown who witnessed the manifestation of the 'Wu Sheng Mother' waved the weapons in their hands, as if receiving various blessings, and rushed towards the four envoys of Vacuum without fear of death!
More archers, members of the Vacuum Hometown Congregation, and traitors from the Lianxiang Society gathered around Bai Changqing, protected by the mountains of tears. They cast cold eyes on Qingmiao, Xiuxiu and the other "Four Vacuum Envoys", as if the four of them had been captured.
Completely annihilate!
But at this moment, Bai Changqing turned sideways and bowed to the void in front of him: "Greetings to the leader!"
The surrounding believers looked around with surprised and doubtful expressions. They did not dare to neglect, and then knelt down and saluted in the void: "Greetings to the leader!"
Boom!
The blood-red sea of tears surrounding this place suddenly surged.
Like the accumulation of ice and snow, the towering mountains, emitting gleaming white light and illuminating the dark night, slowly rise from the center of the Sea of Tears - the snow-colored mountains surpassed all the Mountains of Tears in an instant, and the height of the projection of the Mountain of Tears,
Standing in the center of the mountains, surrounded by mountains!
Flames like candles and tears extended from the giant mountain of white light into the void where Bai Changqing and other believers were bowing and bowing!
Wow! Wow!
As the flames flickered, there seemed to be the sound of a long river flowing.
In the blossoming flames, figures of men, women, old and young occasionally appeared.
Finally, a young man with white beard and hair, and skin the color of snow walked out of a flame and passed by Bai Changqing and the Vacuum Cultists.
Bai Changqing and all the Vacuum Cultists turned their bowed heads towards the young man's back. To show their awe, they did not dare to raise their heads for a long time - until Bai Changqing felt the aura of the 'Vacuum Cult Leader' gradually disappearing, he finally raised his head.
, looking at the figure of the white-haired young man with white light all over his body, he waved his arm: "Kill the thief! Please be holy!"
He followed the figure of the white-haired young man and rushed towards the 'Four Vacuum Thieves' with many supporters!
Between heaven and earth!
Hanging on the mountain of tears!
Countless weapons were swung at the four envoys of the vacuum!
The white-haired young man approached Qingmiao, Xiuxiu and the other four who were entangled by the Red Sorrow Society's "God of Sorrow". His figure suddenly expanded and turned into a teardrop emitting infinite white light. The teardrop fell.
Xiangqingmiao, Xiuxiu, the black tiger is covered with blazing fire fire——
The fire that soared into the sky shrank violently as this teardrop 'dropped' downward!
"Hahahaha——" Bai Changqing grinned and approached Qingmiao and the other four at this time!
Li Qingmiao looked at Bai Changqing with a quiet expression.
Xiuxiu turned her head, as if she wanted to find something in this heavy siege.
Li Hu held down the grinning old man, his eyes full of grief, anger and fury - the black flames hovering outside the three Yinxi disciples suddenly gathered into the lantern held by Li Qingmiao!
The flames of fire dimmed to the extreme at this moment, and they looked like they were dying!
At this time, a voice spread among the mountains of tears. The voice was plain and indifferent, but it suddenly made the fierce fire-like arrogance in the chest of the vacuum cultists suddenly stop: "Are you all here?"
"Well, I have sealed off the mountains as you said." Another voice responded.
"good."
The words fell to the ground.
Boom!
A blazing white thunder suddenly came from outside the Mountain of Tears, and a certain high mountain in the real world suddenly lit up. This thunder rushed from the mountain, like the spear of the Emperor of Heaven, and instantly wiped out several projections of the Mountain of Tears. When the 'White Light Teardrop' was about to drop into the nearly extinguished fire, it instantly approached the White Light Teardrop at an even more terrifying speed and stabbed towards it!
Buzz!
The 'Vacuum Cult Leader', who turned into the white teardrops, turned back to the white-haired boy in an instant, and suddenly turned sideways and retreated dozens of feet, avoiding the blazing white thunder that was like the spear of the Emperor of Heaven——
The countless vacuum cultists who supported him were far less responsive than him!
They were all transformed into ashes by this blazing white thunder, and were annihilated by the wind!
The thunder struck in the distance, turning the tens of feet behind the 'Vacuum Cult Leader' into white ground. Nearly 30% of the Vacuum cultists were pierced by this thunder spear and were wiped out!
Boom!
A 'Mountain of True Tears' was pierced by blazing white thunder. As the thunder and lightning wires continued to spread and writhe, countless tears were transformed into blazing fire!
Fire surrounds Tears Mountain!
The mountain of tears collapsed instantly!
Only that streak of thunder is left in the mountains of the earth, meandering hundreds of feet!
The thunder is rooted in the earth, like fire trees and silver flowers!
There is also a head with wide eyes pierced through one of the branches of this lush tree!
Bai Changqing ran away in a panic, narrowly avoiding the 'Emperor's Spear'. He turned his head and looked at the head pierced through a branch of the Thunder Giant Tree, feeling horrified!
That is, that is a certain Vacuum cultist whom the leader of the Vacuum Cult refers to as the 'Great Sage of the Treasure Ship of Salvation' and the 'Key Holder Saint'.
That might be a nephew of the leader of the Vacuum Realm!
Just die like that?!
When you die, there is nothing!
A deeper chill overflowed from Bai Changqing's bone marrow, instantly filling his limbs and bones. He raised his eyes and looked at the mountain of reality beyond the mountain of tears.
There are two figures on the mountain.
A certain figure among them used a thunder spear to penetrate the world of the Great Crying Mountain, forcing it to be connected to the real world!
"Woo——"
At this time, a sound like a ghost crying and a tiger roaring came from the real world to the world of Dacrying Mountain.
Accompanied by the alternating sounds of ghost cries and tiger roars, pitch-black shadows flooded in from the torn 'gaps' in the world of Dawei Lingshan, and instantly spread out on the sea of tears, condensing into towering mountains!
The dark mountains are like crouching tigers!
A tall figure carrying a long black knife, surrounded by tigers transformed from the robbery shadow, stepped into the Great Crying Mountain. The tigers galloping beside him screamed and rushed towards the red sedan chair on the hillside——
Wearing a red hijab and a mottled and faded 'Feng Guan Xia Pei', the God of Sorrow stretched out his slender arms from his sleeves and grabbed the tall figure surrounded by tigers!
Whoosh!
The tall figure cut off the slender arm with a knife, and reached the red paint shadow of Yayoi on the ground!
Suddenly, a figure of a graceful woman wearing a black robe appeared behind him. The figure of the woman became taller and taller, almost connecting to the sky. The beautiful foreign woman stretched out her hand towards the 'God of Sorrow'——
The God of Sorrow stood in the center of a pool of blood-like red paint, and dense cracks suddenly appeared on the surface of his clothes!
Its slender, gray arms that were exposed to the air had more cracks, and dirty blood was constantly flowing out of the cracks - it was like a pile of rotten flesh melted into the pool of red paint!
The pool of red paint suddenly shrank.
The surrounding ‘Tears of Refining the World’ flooded over, trying to cover the pool of red paint!