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Chapter 1222 Blood and hate that cannot be washed away

That's right.

The terrifying ascension barrier is slowly melting, and the long pillar of flame is like a red-hot iron pestle, stabbing into the lard.

Si Menli knew many details of that battle.

The flames in this pillar of fire, through supreme special tempering, can indeed melt even the ascension barrier.

When the strong wind around the fire pillar is no longer threatening, these flames will leave a layer of burning rocks. After the rock passage cools down, the next generation of monks can freely leave the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm!

"I understand, the reason why the person from the next Tribulation Realm didn't come after us is because he wants to preside over this damn Hundred-Turn Heaven-Seizing Formation."

Under the scorching flames, Simenli's face lost all color. He stared at Wang Jiangjie and said through gritted teeth.

Zuo Qiunan on the side was already frightened.

He has always wanted to plot against the sky and the sea of ​​stars, but who knew that the other party's plan was even more terrifying, and he actually wanted to restart the war and return to the Hunxu Immortal Realm. This is simply unbelievable.

Compared with the ants of the next generation, my own plan is as ridiculous as a naughty boy playing house.

"As expected of the Simen clan, you really know a lot!"

Wang Jiangjie continued to smile calmly, even politely!

At the same time, as the flames were getting closer and closer, everyone could see clearly what happened in the next session. On the high tower, Ma Qingjie's white hair was flying, like the national master of creation, his figure was extremely dazzling.

"I remember that in the last war, there was no participation from the Half-Step Xuanshi Realm at all!"

Simenli licked his parched lips.

In his memory, the next generation of monks were weak in cultivation, and only a large number of those who were in the Tribulation Realm were able to cast the Burning God Curse, and those who were half-stepping into the Xuanshi Realm were all characters who lost their lives.

But this time it looks weird!

Those in the Half-step Xuanshi realm also participated in the formation, but instead of casting the Burning God Curse, they used their magical powers to gather the flames of the Burning God Curse together.

Just like messy firewood, tied together by ropes.

In this way, the flames of the Burning God Curse are not wasted and the effect is stronger!

"The war has been going on for so long, we should learn some lessons!"

Wang Jiangjie's pupils moved, but his expression remained unchanged.

Simen Li took a deep breath, and he suddenly realized that Hunxu Immortal Realm had underestimated these ants!

"Ant, do you know how you lost the last battle?"

Suddenly, Simenli asked.

"Because the realm of reincarnation appeared, we lost!"

Wang Jiangjie replied indifferently.

"good!"

"In the last battle, the city lord of the Tribulation Realm was killed because you had too many conspiracies, so he was assassinated."

"But this battle is different. Qingxian City already knows your tricks. If you want to assassinate the city lord again, it is simply a dream."

"So what if you come up with some more tricks? Haven't you heard of... one force can defeat ten guilds?"

Simen Li suddenly smiled ferociously.

"If my guess is correct, Lord Immortal Official's plan is for the city lord to get angry and massacre everyone here. Then he will go to the next session and kill our Tribulation Realm as well. This will end it all!"

"After all, the city lord who was beheaded in the last war was in the early stage of the Tribulation Realm. Today's Feize Palace City Lord is a strong man in the middle stage of the Tribulation Realm."

Wang Jiangjie analyzed.

"It seems that you are not stupid, but I don't believe that a person in the early stage of the Tribulation Realm can block the killing move of Feize Palace City Lord. If my judgment is correct, the Tribulation Realm has just been broken through, and the foundation is not too strong.

stable!"

"What's strange to me is that since you already know that this battle is bound to be defeated, why are you struggling?"

Simen Li frowned.

"Yes, the city lord of Feize Palace is very strong. He is so terrifying in the middle stage of the Tribulation Realm. It is easy to kill him in the early stage of the Tribulation Realm!"

"But so what? The war has just begun. Everything is unknown. Who can easily decide success or failure?"

"If we don't try, the sky and the sea of ​​stars will still become ruins. Our people may have been killed by you and Zuo Qiunan on a whim. They will die anyway. Why don't we resist and give it a try?"

Wang Jiangjie suddenly turned his head and looked into the distance, with an unrepentant smile on his face:

"Lord City Lord, we have been waiting for you for a long time!"

Rumble...

Just as Wang Jiangjie finished speaking, a sharp buzzer got closer and closer, and a fiery streak was drawn in the void in the distance.

"City Lord, the City Lord is here!"

Suddenly, someone shouted, his words full of excitement.

Rumble!

Rumble!

The thunder was rolling, deafening, and the air seemed to be thickened. This was the unique aura of thunder tribulation true energy of the monks in the Tribulation Realm.

"Hmph, the bold Ascension Sect actually caused trouble to our Qingxian City. You are looking for death!"

As soon as the majestic voice fell, Feize Gong was already floating on the edge of the pillar of fire. His face was darker than the bottom of the pot, and his whole person was extremely angry.

audacious in the extreme.

It is simply audacious to dare to start a war under your own nose.

"Meet the city lord!"

Simenli and Zuo Qiunan hurriedly bowed with their fists clasped, and the other immortal envoys also hurriedly bowed.

In the sound transmission jade slip, Simenli had already roughly explained everything to the city lord, so there was no need for lengthy explanations at this moment.

"You bold Ascension Sects actually rebelled. I am kind and don't treat you like pigs or dogs, but I didn't know you were so cruel and cruel!"

Fei Zegong scolded angrily, his palms trembling with anger.

"Yes, it is true that you did not treat us as pigs and dogs. In theory, we should thank you. But there is one thing we also want to ask the Lord of the City. Why are we pigs and dogs?"

"It is a kind of kindness to be recognized as one of our own by the same people. How ridiculous and absurd."

"Lord City Lord, do you know? Because of your order, the miasma of resentment poured into the sky and the sea of ​​stars, causing the direct death of tens of billions of creatures. In your eyes, are we really just ants?"

"Maybe, yes, we are ants!"

"But I'm sorry, ants don't want to be trampled to death. We have to fight for our lives!"

Facing the terrifying tribulation situation, Wang Jiangjie was not afraid at all. He took a step forward, spoke sonorously, and faced the city lord directly, like a useless scholar.

"Hmph, you bunch of white-eyed wolves, no matter how many reasons you have, you can't escape the sin of this rebellion!"

"Everyone listens to the order. After I destroy this broken formation, the Miasma Mountains will restart the slavery system. All ascended monks will be shackled and not allowed to step out of the Miasma Mountains."

"From now on, there are only slaves, no ascendants!"

Feizegong flicked his sleeves, a rolling sound spread out, and his order was issued.

"As you command!"

Simen Li and Zuo Qiunan quickly replied.

But Wang Jiangjie and many other monks from the Ascension Sect were filled with jealousy and trembling all over.

Slavery!

In their minds, they recalled the time when they had chains around their necks.

Not to mention personality and dignity, you are alive because of other people's gifts and kindness.



"Ascended One!"

"Not a slave!"



After the city lord finished speaking, Wang Jiangjie gritted his teeth. At this moment, his face was covered with veins, and he looked like an angry brown bear. Then, he beat his chest three times with his arms and shouted six words hysterically!

His voice was hoarse, and blood even came out of his throat.

But he didn't know how many years he had been waiting for this roar!

The Ascended!

Not a slave!

This is the dream of many generations of ascendants.

How many female monks have been tortured to the point where they are no longer human beings nor ghosts, and have become tools for the pleasure of powerful people like you.

How many young people have been locked up by you like dogs, fighting with each other, and killing their compatriots to barely survive.

How many ascended people have never gotten up from their knees since they came to the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm.

How many people could not bear the torture and committed suicide by suicide.

This slave chain has locked the ascended ones for thousands of years, and now it has to be put back again. Who can bear it?

Slave chains!

This is the reverse scale of all ascended people, the shame of all people, and the blood and tears that cannot be washed away.



Those who ascend are not slaves!

Those who ascend are not slaves!

Those who ascend are not slaves!



Then, a series of hoarse shouts suddenly swept up, and the sound waves gathered into a hurricane, even the sky was shaken!

All the ascended ones present were roaring hysterically. Those in the Cave Void Realm were desperately casting the Burning God Curse while roaring with tears in their eyes. Some people were so choked that they couldn't speak clearly even six words, just a selfless roar.

!

No ascended person can remain calm.

Not a slave!

Don’t kneel!

This is the dream of many ascended people day and night. They are deceived into the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm like animals. They never want to stand up and start a new life.



"Those who ascend are not slaves!"

"Lord City Lord, have you heard this? We ascended ones will never be slaves!"

"Si Menli, Zuo Qiunan, you high-ranking exiles, do you hear this clearly?"

"Ascended ones, never be slaves again!"

"I, Wang Jiangjie, will tell you one last time. Listen to me carefully..."

"Fly! Ascend! One!"

"No! For! Slave!"

Wang Jiangjie clenched his fists fiercely, trembling all over. Because he squeezed too tightly, two lines of blood flowed from the cracks in his fists to the ground. His pupils were scarlet, and there were hot tears of blood in his eyes.

The overwhelming roar made Feize Palace a little surprised.

He turned around and saw that the pupils of the tens of thousands of Ascended Ones were all scarlet, and their bloody gazes were like those of hungry wolves that had been hungry for months, with murderous intent that could tear people apart.

Zuo Qiunan and Simen Li were trembling with fright.

Under the rolling killing force, even the ground of the Miasma Mountains was shaken with layers of cracks.



"Hmph, what right do a bunch of ants have to scream!"

"Today I will tell you how ridiculous the shouting of pigs and dogs is!"

Afterwards, Feize Gong came back to his senses and looked at the caves and voids where the Burning God Curse was being cast with murderous intent.

He had to stop this.

Feize Palace is unwilling to alarm the powerful person in the reincarnation realm, which means that he is incompetent and is bad for his reputation.

Rumble!

Then, Feize Palace flicked his sleeves, and suddenly a strong wind blew up. The dust on the ground was swept up, and a monstrous hurricane with a height of a hundred feet suddenly appeared in the sky.

Covering the sky and the sun, overwhelming the sky and the earth.

The lightning arcs in the hurricane flashed like thousands of steel knives piercing through it. Everyone knew that under these lightning arcs, not even the Xuanshi realm could be deceived by a single move.

With the next breath, like a world-destroying thunder dragon, Feize Palace's tribulation-transcending magical power fell fiercely towards the Ascended Ones' camp.

Simen Li and Zuo Qiunan's palms were covered in cold sweat.

"How ridiculous it is for a mayfly to shake a tree!"

Afterwards, Simen Li sneered at Wang Jiangjie.

"A mayfly may not be able to shake a tree, but who says it won't grow into a giant python!"

And Wang Jiangjie suddenly raised his head, his pupils were bloodshot, there was only hysterical anger in his eyes, and he was not afraid of the monstrous hurricane Thunder Dragon at all.

Boom boom, boom boom.

Seeing that the Thunder Dragon was about to crush everything in the world to pieces, and seeing the Ascension Sect being completely defeated, several loud noises that shook the world suddenly exploded in the distance.

Wen Yan, many people turned their heads and looked at the source of the sound.

"Then you are? Desperate Hunting Ground?"

One of the exiles licked his tongue and was stunned.

"No, it's the Tribulation Realm, the Tribulation Realm... Oops, it's not a Tribulation Realm aura, there are many..."

Another character in the Mysterious Envoy Realm turned pale, and he almost sat down.



PS: Sorry everyone, there are some trivial matters this weekend. I will continue with two updates today and resume updates tomorrow!


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