Even though the Disaster Demon God was seriously injured at this moment, with the Disaster Demon Abyss protecting him, he was still almost invincible, leaving the three of them completely powerless against him.
Seeing that she was unable to kill the Demon God of Disaster, Jiang Linglong couldn't help but look at Chen Nianzhi with a solemn expression: "He is protected by the Demon Abyss. Is there any way for my husband to kill him?"
"Don't worry, although Mo Yuan is strong, it is not without limits!"
Chen Nianzhi's face was very calm, but as soon as he finished speaking, a bright light burst out in Ziyin Realm.
In an instant, the endless power of heaven and earth swarmed out and began to fight against the demonic abyss.
The Ziyin Realm has been suppressed by the Demonic Abyss for tens of thousands of years. Although the Demon God has always used the power of the Demonic Abyss to trap the Ziyin Realm, the Ziyin Realm is not without resistance.
Nowadays, the demon god from outside the territory mobilizes the Demon Abyss to protect the body, but it makes it difficult for the Demon Abyss to completely overwhelm the Ziyin Realm. ??
At this critical moment of the battle, the will of heaven and earth in Ziyin Realm immediately counterattacked, and the surging power of heaven and earth began to continuously suppress the power of the Demonic Abyss.
The Demon God of Disaster sealed off the Ziyin Realm with the Demon God of Disaster, but he never expected that this step would also lead to the Demonic Abyss being contained by the Ziyin Realm.
Chen Nianzhi and the others took the opportunity to take action, and this time they were finally able to shake the power of the Demonic Abyss, and actually made the power of the protective Demonic Abyss tremble slightly.
"Damn it!"
"Block it for me!"
It could be seen that the situation was not good, and the Demon God of Disaster suddenly showed a look of panic.
In a hurry, he roared, and the roar shook the endless starry sky: "Demon son, come and help me!"
The voice of the disaster demon fell, and the eyes of the hundreds of millions of demons in the demon abyss turned red.
At this moment, their souls were controlled, and they poured their own energy, blood and mana into the devil's abyss regardless of their own life or death.
Although most of these demons are not high in cultivation, there are almost countless demons in the Demon Abyss. Even at the cost of death, they actually make the power of the Demon Abyss even stronger.
With trillions of demons' energy, blood, and mana replenished, the Demonic Abyss finally stabilized and even overpowered the power of heaven and earth in the Ziyin Realm.
"Just drink poison to quench your thirst!"
Regarding the Demon God's final madness, Chen Nianzhi never changed his expression, but looked towards the starry sky battlefield.
In the starry sky at this moment, the battle between humans and demons is also raging.
Countless powerful human beings joined forces to strike in all directions with overwhelming magic power, aiming to kill hundreds of millions of demons and reduce the power of the Demonic Abyss.
"cut--"
The battle in the void continued, and the two tribes of humans and demons almost went crazy.
Chen Nianzhi looked around and saw that there was a blazing sword light. Lin Tianqi's sword energy stretched across countless thousands of miles, killing three demons in succession. Wherever the sword energy passed, hundreds of millions of demons were wiped out.
Chen Nianchuan also took action with all his strength, golden Buddha light bloomed all over his body, purple Dao aggregates circulated, and the devil's heart swallowed everything.
During the great battle, Chen Nianchuan fought through hundreds of millions of miles of starry sky, and unknowingly made a great breakthrough, cultivating three false Taoist fruits.
But I saw three flowers blooming on the top of his head, and on top of the three illusory Taoist fruits, it seemed that the Buddha, the Taoist Patriarch, and the Demon King were sitting cross-legged.
With the blessing of these three levels of Dao Fruit, although Chen Nianchuan has just broken through to the semi-immortal realm, his cultivation has almost surpassed the semi-immortal limit, which is even more astonishing than Lin Tianqi.
But when he saw him push out with a palm of his sleeve, the three supreme powers of Buddhism, Taoism and Demon merged, and the demonic abyss he passed was wiped out for more than a million miles.
Among the crowd, Taoist Dinghai, Taoist Lihuo, Ji Daoyan and others were fighting. There were also powerful souls such as Yaya, Yan Ziji, Qu Nishang and others who were also fighting against the catastrophe.
Not only that, there are Nascent Souls one after another in the sky mark, and Tao Lords all came from the Ziyin Realm.
, wanting to participate in the final battle to quell the catastrophe.
Chen Nianzhi saw Chen Changxuan, saw Chen Xianyan, also saw Master Wudu, and saw Lihuo Suzaku.
He saw young monks fighting bloody battles and killing powerful enemies, and even saw a monk at his peak attacking in all directions and heading into the depths of the Demonic Abyss with injuries all over his body.
At this moment, no matter whether they are human beings or monsters, regardless of their level of cultivation, everyone is working hard to slay the demons, hoping to do their last bit to quell the catastrophe.
Some of them died tragically in battle, some wiped out everything with their swords, and most of them were still fighting to the death with pain.
"kill!"
A white-haired old monk who had exhausted his energy and blood squeezed out the last bit of mana, desperately killed the demons in front of him, and rescued the young man beside him, but he himself was also at the point where he was exhausted. ??
Beside him, a young man with a pale face supported the old man with a bit of fear and horror, and said with a cry: "Ancestor, Ancestor!"
"Kid, don't worry."
The white-haired old man was hunched over, as if he still had his last breath.
His wrinkled old face was full of kindness, he stroked the young face next to him and said with a smile: "Thousands of years ago, when I was your age, I could witness the birth of an immortal with my own eyes."
"Now that I can personally participate in quelling the catastrophe, I have no regrets in this life."
The old man looked at the young man, as if he saw the conversation between himself and his ancestor on the lonely boat in the past.
Thousands of years have passed in a hurry, and the old ancestor has returned to dust, but he has become a person like his ancestor, and the person in front of him is so similar to himself back then.
"Ancestor..."
The young man cried bitterly, his pupils showing a look of great pain.
He had already heard the story of his ancestor when he was young many times.
When the ancestor was young, he followed the old patriarch across the endless East China Sea and witnessed the birth of the immortal with his own eyes, which was what he admired the most.
Over the years, he had only listened to it as a story. Now that he had personally experienced the catastrophe and watched his ancestor die trying to save him, he felt increasingly confused.
"Don't be hesitant, don't be confused."
The old monk shook his head and said with a wry smile: "My ancestor cultivated in the realm of golden elixir, and his lifespan is only more than a thousand years. Being able to see the birth of an immortal with your own eyes, and being able to personally participate in quelling the catastrophe, is the greatest honor in this life."
"But if monks like us can't become immortals, thousands of years will be nothing more than a passing moment to the immortals."
"You are still young and your road is still long. I hope you can go on step by step."
"I hope you can surpass me, surpass your ancestors back then, and no longer be trapped in the realm of golden elixir..."
The old monk's voice gradually disappeared, and finally disappeared into the invisible.
The young man was stunned and speechless, and his dazed pupils finally became clear. He hugged the old monk, then gritted his teeth and moved forward with his sword, intending to continue the unfinished battle.
At this moment, a white-haired old man grabbed him, shook his head and said, "You are still young and there is still a long way to go."
"Live well and don't let his sacrifice be in vain."
"I will go on in this battle for you..."
In the vast demonic abyss, supernatural powers, Taoism, magic weapons and fairy swords are everywhere, and a battle of life and death drowns everything.
Chen Nianzhi stood quietly on the sky, taking in everything in sight and feeling silent in his heart.
"Use all your strength to resist the catastrophe of 86,000 years."
"All of you, you are worthy of the Ziyin Realm that gave birth to and raised you in this life."
"This catastrophe should end."
Chen Nianzhi murmured, and he calmly stepped up to the sky.