Master of Great Calamity

Three thousand years have passed, and you have not forgotten it!

The first person in the world, Donghuang Daoist, heard the words of Langya Pavilion Master Bai Youran, and frowned tightly. He walked forward slowly, his voice was calm, but with some helplessness, he said: The old things of the ancients have become the past, why can't you let it go alone? Now, the catastrophe has passed, and the demon land has been raging for three thousand years. It should be time to clean it up, but you have to make such a choice at this time. Is it true that you will give up everything because of the hatred of your father three thousand years ago? Become the public enemy of the world?

Hearing the words of the Eastern Emperor Daoist, everyone in the field was slightly startled.

In the eyes of the cultivators of the Immortal Dao, Langya Pavilion has always been one of the most famous places. There are endless treasures in the pavilion, and Langya Pavilion has always been generous. I don't know how many monks from casual cultivators have received the favor of Langya Pavilion. Moreover, Langya Pavilion has also contributed a lot in the matter of resolving the catastrophe in Kunlun Mountain, and in the battle with the demon land and the gods. The name of the holy place is worthy of the reality.

This is also the reason why no one had ever doubted the Langya Pavilion Master before.

Even until now, many monks don't understand why this virtuous and virtuous Pavilion Master Langya has undergone such a change.

Only some senior monks still remember what happened in front of Langya Pavilion three thousand years ago.

I still remember that the Langya Pavilion was almost completely destroyed at that time, and the owner of the previous generation Langya Pavilion was forced to commit suicide and apologize...

At that time, the head of Pavilion Master Langya was held out by the present Pavilion Master himself.

And the one who led the many monks to the Langya Pavilion at that time was the current Taoist Master of the Eastern Emperor!

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You think I'm out for personal revenge?

The words of the Eastern Emperor Daoist were already very sincere, but unexpectedly, Langya Pavilion Master Bai Youran suddenly looked up at him with some sarcasm: You think I can't forget the fact that my father was forced to death by you, so I want to take revenge on the world?

The Eastern Emperor remained silent, but frowned tightly.

The other monks also looked like this, a little puzzled by Pavilion Master Langya's words.

What else could it be other than taking revenge on the world?

My father, and my husband, are great people!

Bai Youran, the master of Pavilion Langya, suddenly laughed. He is so old, but when he smiled, it seemed that some children respected the elders, and even a little proud: So I am not so narrow-minded. Regarding what I want to do now, I have indeed planned for a long time, and I have endured it for a long time, a total of three thousand years, but it is not for revenge on anyone...

His gaze swept across the Taoist Master Donghuang, the cultivators in the field, and the endless mountains and rivers in the distance.

What I want to do is not to take revenge on this world, but to save it!

He said this very frankly.

Immediately, endless surprised gazes appeared around, and each gaze was filled with deep puzzlement.

You have evolved Xuan Tianzhan, and you want to destroy the Demon Land, so you think you can fight against the Great Tribulation?

Bai Youran, the master of Pavilion Langya, spoke softly, and when he looked at Daoist Donghuang, there seemed to be some sarcasm, and his voice was slightly lowered: Don't deceive yourself and others! While speaking, he suddenly raised his hand, and in his hand, he was still holding the Xuantian lamp. Under his five fingers, the Xuantian lamp was buzzing, and wisps of white light overflowed from time to time, which was very strange.

You have refined such a crap, and you boasted that you have resolved the catastrophe?

Pavilion Master Langya was sneering, as if he was laughing at the whole world: The catastrophe has existed for countless years. How many capable people and strangers want to resolve the catastrophe, but what is the result? You guys have been hiding in the Kunlun Mountains for thousands of years, and you must say that you can resolve the catastrophe? Then what do you think of other people? Hehe, I know that you have the immortal tome sent by my husband from beyond the sky, and you have found a lot of inspiration from it, but...even the sky has been wiped out by the magic breath. ...

How much is your so-called solution worth?

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The face of the Eastern Emperor Daoist suddenly became a little stern.

Also with ugly faces are the three god kings of the protoss clan and all the immortal masters of Tianyuan.

Most of the Tianyuan cultivators today only know about human affairs.

They only know that a catastrophe will happen to the human world every three thousand years, and at most they know that this catastrophe has something to do with the gods.

But of course these people know the truth more than others, they have already known the truth from the Protoss!

Knowing that Tianyuan's catastrophe is just a part of the broken Thirty-Three Heavens demon breath, the real catastrophe has not fallen into the world, or has not fallen into the world, the real catastrophe, Tianyuan has never encountered it head-on...

I also understand this Xuan Tianzhan!

No matter what other people said, Bai Youran, the master of Langya Pavilion, just continued to speak slowly, glanced at the Xuantian lamp in his hand, and sneered: It's just a mother treasure that can grow with the magic breath. You feed it with the magic breath. It seems that it can dissolve the magic breath, and even fix it. Big catastrophe?

Compared to the Datian Luo Banner of the Protoss and the Blood-drinking Demon Sword in the hands of the Evil Emperor, this treasure is no different...

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Hearing the words of Pavilion Master Langya, countless monks in the field seemed to have been poured a basin of cold water.

Just now when the master of Yilou sacrificed the Xuantian lamp, they were all ecstatic. After all, they saw the scene where this lamp held the magic breath, and even refined the magic breath. They really thought that Kunlun Mountain had already refined a strange treasure that could restrain the dark magic breath...

...but it turned out to be fake?

... Or, it's not fake, but it's just not that useful?

Aiming at the magic breath, experts from all sides have been participating in the research of various treasures!

Especially in the past 3,000 years, the continuous battles have made them have to deal with the magic breath, so many magic weapons that can resist, or restrain to a certain extent, and use the magic breath have come out of the world!

Just like the protoss, they have been in the world for three thousand years, and they have also refined the three Datianluo flags, which are the golden flags they used to resist the devil's breath. When this flag is unfolded, it can resist the devil's breath, and even bounce back. It is a holy object to resist the devil's breath.

And the blood-drinking demon knife in the hands of the evil emperor is a strange treasure handed down from the last Jieyuan that grows with the breath of the devil!

According to Pavilion Master Langya, this Xuantian Zhan is actually just an existence similar to these two rare treasures?

The most important thing is that, in response to the words of Pavilion Master Langya, the Taoist Master Donghuang and the Master Yilou did not refute...

After all, all of this is just hypocrisy...

Pavilion Master Langya said in a low voice, looking helplessly at the sky above his head, and his voice became a little bleak: So everything you do now is just a joke, and it's just a temporary relief. The real catastrophe in the sky will come after all. Instead of dying with this faint hope, it's not a real early plan to embark on the road with greater hope...

The arena was empty and silent, silent and silent.

Only the Taoist Master Donghuang suddenly took a step forward at this moment and said, What way?

My father's way!

Pavilion Master Langya Bai Youran looked up at him, smiled, and said, You know what kind of road that is!

The Taoist Master Donghuang's face darkened when he heard the words, and his anger was slightly filled. After a long while, he said in a deep voice: The law of reincarnation is no longer in the world!

I've rediscovered it!

Bai Youran, the master of Langya Pavilion, said it very easily, and took away his endless painstaking efforts, smiled, and said: Mr. did not leave the reincarnation method in the world, or he did, but was destroyed by you, but it doesn't matter. I am sure that my father's way is correct, so I followed my father's way. I created a new reincarnation method, and I am ready to give it to this world!

Wow...

Hearing the news, the surrounding avenues and holy places couldn't help but burst into another commotion!

The legend of the dark reincarnation method appeared as early as three thousand years ago, and there was a lot of trouble.

At that time, when the golem was powerful and the catastrophe came, many forces in the world were begging for the dark reincarnation method. For this reason, they even did not hesitate to force Donghuang Mountain, which almost split the world in two.

No one knows how many people died in that battle, only the smell of blood rose to the sky!

It was also after that battle that the dark reincarnation method became a taboo in the world, and no one dared to mention it again.

But now, Pavilion Master Langya actually mentioned this name again?

The face of the Eastern Emperor Taoist has become extremely ugly, and the aura around him began to rise slowly.

Because you are his student, I didn't kill you in advance!

He spoke slowly, like an ultimatum: But you should understand that the world will not accept the law of reincarnation!

The Lord of Langya Pavilion, Bai Youran, just smiled lightly when he heard these words.

He was very relaxed, and said with a smile: It's okay, I have already thought of how to be accepted indirectly!

When he said this, the black scroll behind him became more and more conspicuous, as if the night covered the world.