The people who came today are all beings with the highest combat power in this world.
Even Du Qingchen doesn't dare to look down on these people now.
He has made great progress recently, but this lineup is still terrible.
Zhao Si first said: "The altar has been built. In order to avoid harming innocent people as much as possible, the altar will be built in the Netherworld Forest, which is far away from the town. Tomorrow is the best time."
altar?
Du Qingchen frowned, a little confused.
The superpower king introduced: "The altar is actually used to force Tiandao to appear. When the time comes, after Tiandao appears, you should not take action first. We old immortals will take action first. We must consume his strength first. At the critical moment, you
Take action again."
sweat……
These words stimulated Du Qingchen.
"It's better for me to take action first."
Could it be that he was watching a group of people attack Wang Lingying?
Wang Lingying is his wife. This is a fact and no one can deny it.
Peng Huacheng coughed and said, "We are doing it for your own good. Do you think the way of heaven is so easy to deal with?"
"If you're scared, you can quit." Du Qingchen was very embarrassed.
Peng Huacheng's expression changed: "What do you mean, boy, do you dare to talk to me like this?"
Du Qingchen said: "Don't accept it? How about a duel?"
Sang Luoxue glared at Peng Huacheng and said, "If you want to talk nonsense again, leave now."
Suddenly, Peng Huacheng lost his temper.
He was afraid of no one but Sang Luoxue.
As soon as Sang Luoxue opened her mouth, Du Qingchen couldn't say anything else.
The monk said to Du Qingchen: "Our purpose is to send you up. Since we can't get rid of her in this world, maybe you can find a better way if you go up. So tomorrow, all of us will try our best to send you up."
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"Yes, she is so powerful. Even if we gather everyone's strength, in fact, if there is no miracle, it will still not be enough." Peng Huacheng said.
Du Qingchen wanted to say something else, but Nangong Wan'er on the side said: "Just listen to everyone's opinions."
The dragon girl also nodded and said: "Yes, listen to everyone and stop talking. If you go up, we still have a chance to go up. Remember to find our daughter after you go up."
Du Qingchen didn't know what to say.
His heart is a little confused now.
We finally have to face Wang Lingying. What will happen tomorrow and what will be the final result?
The next day, a group of masters in the tribulation period came to the Netherworld Forest.
Here, a high tower has been built, which is the altar.
The city lord's palace has an order that no one is allowed to go to the Netherworld Forest without authorization.
There is no airtight wall in the world. In fact, the entire secret realm and the entire Han City know what will happen today.
Everyone is paying attention to the situation in the Netherworld Forest.
Even with the ban, tens of millions of people still came to the outskirts of the Netherworld Forest and looked at the tall towers in the distance.
Everyone was a little excited and full of anxiety.
Han Wujue failed to ascend that year...
Later, there was Hancheng.
The current lord of Han City is Du Qingchen. He climbed to the Immortal Mountain and received Han Wujue's inheritance. What he has to do now is to go against the will of heaven again.
This is what all practitioners want to do.
Cultivation is essentially going against nature.
It's just that no one has ever succeeded.
But even if it fails, it is still a great feat.
Under the high platform, beside Du Qingchen were Nangong Wan'er and Long Nu.
Zhao Si came to Du Qingchen and said: "Myolie is still in the secular world."
Du Qingchen was startled.
Zhao Si continued: "If you succeed today, she may go up and take care of her for me."
"good."
Du Qingchen agreed simply.
Zhao Si patted Du Qingchen's shoulder with a somewhat complicated look.
Then, Sang Luoxue looked at Du Qingchen and sent a message to him: "You have a magic weapon that can absorb souls, right?"
Du Qingchen: "That's right."
"In a moment, no matter who it is, once it dies in battle, you will collect the soul and refine it into a soul general. Don't waste it, including me."
"Senior, you will be fine."
"Who can guarantee that everything will be fine today? Just listen to me."
"But--"
"There is no but! If you fail, everyone will have no hope. Sooner or later, we will all die, and our lifespan will eventually be exhausted!" Sang Luoxue's attitude was extremely determined.
Du Qingchen nodded secretly.
He really didn't know what to say.
Because what Sang Luoxue said is right.
If we fail today, we may never have a chance to succeed again. Next, there will be despair. Everyone will die of old age and their lifespan will eventually end.
Practitioners have very long lifespans, and can even live thousands of years...
Perhaps this is also the pride of practitioners.
But in fact, this is not the sorrow of practitioners.
Everyone is pursuing eternal life, but who can live forever?
The divine monk led a group of monks to Du Qingchen, and he pronounced the Buddha's name to Du Qingchen.
"Amitofu!"
Du Qingchen frowned.
The holy monk was very serious today and asked: "Donor Du, do you still remember what you promised to my Buddhist sect?"
Du Qingchen nodded: "Of course I remember."
"That's good." The divine monk clasped his hands together: "On behalf of the Buddhist sect, I would like to express my gratitude to you. Today, everyone in the Buddhist sect will advance and retreat with you, even if you die, you will have no regrets."
A group of monks saluted Du Qingchen.
Du Qingchen sighed: "If it is possible, I will definitely fulfill my promise to your ancestor."
"I believe in the benefactor's promise." After the monk finished speaking, he stepped aside.
Li Ruyao came over with a group of masters from the Sword Sect.
Next to him was the Sword God, who had just become the master of the Sword Sect, and he actually came too.
"Since we are cultivating swords, we would rather break than bend. When we come here today, we have no intention of leaving alive. We will either pierce the sky or die with the sword!"
Li Ruyao said seriously.
Du Qingchen was stunned and didn't know what to say.
Li Ruyao led a group of sword sect masters to the side, guarding Du Qingchen and others behind him, and looked at the altar.
Each of them is like a sword, and there is a sense of desolation in their arrogance, as if they are about to die, a sword intention slowly emanates from their bodies.
On the altar, Zhao Si stood there alone. Today he was dressed in white robes, looking very much like a scholar. He held a ruler in his hand and looked towards the sky.
Zhao Si began to mutter something, then he raised the ruler in his hand and suddenly pointed it toward the sky.
His whole body turned into a ray of light and flew into the sky.
But at this moment, the sky was covered with dark clouds, there was thunder and lightning, and then there was a roar, and a hole actually opened in the sky.
There are thousands of domineering lights shining down from it.
The light curtain directly hit the altar, but on top of the altar, thousands of formations were activated, which withstood the light curtain.
Rumble!
A divine thunder fell from the sky.
I saw Zhao Si falling from the very high sky, the ruler in his hand turning into ashes, and he landed on the altar in a miserable state, with a gray face, disheveled hair, and tattered clothes.