He was a model in the world of self-cultivation in his last life.

When Tian Xing Ling first came out, the magic cultivator who was convening the Ten Thousand Demon Conference was completely dismissive.

"Tian-xing-zi?"

"To overthrow the evil way and restore the righteous way? I don't know what to say."

"Just relying on those sneaky mice, I want to get things done, heck."

"Except for the embryo killer, there is nothing to be afraid of."

"But that embryo killer... what should we do?"

As soon as these words came out, the meeting fell silent.

Seeing that someone's eyes flickered and flinched, the master of the Wanmo Sect gritted his teeth, and said fiercely: "Fight! No matter how powerful the embryo killing is, it is just a sword. With so many of us combined, if you hit with all your strength, you won't believe it. There is no way out! If you are not passive now, will it be of any use to regret it when he leads the owner of the Lao Shizi to break through and kill us all? Or do you think that he might let one of us go?"

The elder of Wan Mo Sect echoed: "That's right, fellow Taoists, did you forget that the mainland has been blocked? We are the turtles in the urn now, we can't escape, if we don't bite his head off first, we will die."

The demon cultivators all understand this truth, but facing the killer...they don't even have the courage to fight back.

The master of all demons added a fire, "He used to be alone and had no weaknesses, but now he is not. It is difficult to kill him. The master who killed him is a Nascent Soul, and Tian Xing Ling summoned a group of trash , isn’t it easy? Why don’t we act first, and when the time comes, we’ll be attacked from both sides, and see how he looks at both sides.”

"That makes sense. Those restless little bugs should be cleaned up first, so that they can know who is in charge of this continent."

"First kill a batch of Tian-Xing-Zi, and then kill the arrogance of the Heaven-chasing Sword."

"We have been so useless for so long, it's time to ask for some interest."

"In case the embryo-killer is enraged..."

"Oh, if you don't provoke him, he won't kill us!"

"Then it's better to find him some unhappiness!"

During the fierce crusade, the morale of the demon cultivator gradually swelled.

But they quickly got off to a bad start.

Jiuli and the others couldn't find out their whereabouts, so they couldn't start.

There are also those mice that they don't pay attention to, but they can't find them!

It's not that their whereabouts are secretive, but that the Tian-xing-zi who was called here is too fragmented!

They did not meet together, did not have any demonstrations, but broke up into parts and acted separately, very low-key.

After untold hardships, a few confirmed killers were found, and before they died, they chanted the slogans of "willing to die for the righteous way", "the evil way will eventually be destroyed", "enhancing my way of heaven and nine deaths without regret".

Not to mention giving Jiuli and the others a blow, they can't even kill chickens to make an example to monkeys.

After a few days, a large number of "Tian-Xing-Zi" were finally caught, and Moxiu was overjoyed.

——This time, people in the world can always see clearly the fate of going against the Demon Ancestor.

He deliberately chose to behead at the gate of the ninth-level magic city where there are so many demon cultivators, and take them to sacrifice the flag.

Unexpectedly, after the killing, all the corpses turned into demon cultivators wearing uniforms of various demon sect disciples!

There was an uproar at the scene.

"how so?!"

"Are these people Tian-xing-zi?"

"Oh my god! That's my junior brother!"

"Junior sister! Damn it! Didn't you say that you killed a righteous thief, why did my junior sister die!"

"These three people are really from my horror city! I recognize them!"

"What's going on here! Why did you kill my Demon Sect disciple! Pretend to be a god-line-son!"

Instead of boosting morale, it caused panic.

The hearts of the executioners froze, they were fooled...

"It's too treacherous! It's too vicious! This is not something that Tianzhujian would do."

Although the news was suppressed and all the faults were blamed on the cunning Tian Xing Zi, the heads of the magic cultivators began to feel uneasy.

They really felt the difference between the Master's Heaven-chasing Sword and the previous ones.

Although the little Nascent Soul was not good at cultivation, his way of manipulating people's hearts was much stronger than that sword.

Within a few days, another batch of "Tian Xing Zi" was caught.

This time, the careful review and low-key handling resulted in this group of hard-headed people who shouted "Dedicated to the Righteous Way", "Dedicated to the Righteous Way", "The power of the devil is exhausted", "The night will pass and the sky will recover", after being killed, they were hypnotized and brainwashed again, pretending to be "Heaven". -Xing-zi" is a disciple of the magic cultivator.

The news was also widely publicized, which caused turmoil in Moxiu's heart.

They were slapped twice in succession, and when they encountered a large number of "Tian-xing-zi" later, they could only catch them and dare not kill them.

As the saying goes, one bang, then decline, three exhaustion.

The two consecutive strategic defeats have dissipated a lot of the morale that the demon cultivators had just gathered.

But the alliance did not break up.

Can't disperse either.

Although Zhutian Sword Master's actions suppressed Moxiu's aura, it also made Moxiu see clearly that Zhutianjian was really going to die with them this time, and it wasn't just a matter of killing a few early birds.

Life and death are at stake, and the way of magic is condensed into a rope like never before.

On the other side, when Moxiu was panicking, Jiuli issued a real heaven-action-order.

At [-] feet underground, Jiuxi threw the Tian-Xing-token refined by Gu Changling Dahe Xiaohe into the colorful third of the world tree.

With the help of the meager consciousness of the Tian-xing-big world and Jiuxi's power obtained from the World Tree, let these Tian-xing-lings scatter across the continent and go to its destination.

The golden character Tian-Xing-Ling, actively seeks the golden luck person; the purple character Tian-Xing-Ling, invests in the purple luck person; the white character Tian-Xing-Ling, invests in the white luck person who holds the right heart and the right way.

Those with gray luck who are both good and evil get the gray word Tian-Xing-Order.

For various reasons, the rest of the victors and sins hated the evil way, and the gray, white, black, and red intertwined lucky people who wanted to destroy the evil way and restore the righteous way also received the corresponding heaven-action-order.

A level five magic city.

The thin boy lay on the ground to make a footstool for the witch, and the witch stepped on his back and stepped on the magic dragon horse to prepare for hunting.

And what she hunted was not monsters, but people.

A group of blindfolded mortals were released from the fence, shoved and whipped by the guards.

"get out."

"Run faster."

"The hunting has begun, and the master of Shaocheng has started to shoot arrows."

The female demon Xiuwan shot an arrow, and the arrow exploded in the head.

"bingo!"

"Young City Lord has a head exploded!"

"Young City Lord is good at arrows! Three heads were shot with one arrow!"

"Hahahaha!"

Blindfolded mortals were shrouded in the shadow of death, scurrying around like headless flies, stumbling around, shouting, screaming, crying, and begging for mercy amidst the screams of their companions.

The terrified little rabbit was trembling in blood. It was so pitiful that Moxiu laughed wantonly.

The pedal boy was lying on the ground, his forehead touched the ground, and he was also shaking. The ground was smeared with moisture, and he didn't know if it was sweat or something else.

When the hunting was over, there were only corpses in different shapes left in the hunting ground.

Satisfied, the female demon Xiu stepped off her horse and walked away amidst compliments.

The pedal boy stood up and led the horse forward. He didn't look back until he was about to walk out of the hunting ground——

Mountains of corpses, dirty blood, eyes that refused to close, frozen in horror.

shocking.

The pedal boy led the magic dragon horse back to the stable, sat down in the haystack, buried his head, and only then did the deep-seated hatred show in his eyes.

His sister, his only relative, had died in such a hunt.

Revenge, revenge, revenge.

One day, he will kill these beasts!

Such thoughts rolled in my heart.

Suddenly a voice rang in his ear.

[Youth chosen by heaven, are you willing to kill demons and guard the way, join the Tian-xing-meng, and become the son of Tian-xing-men? ]

The boy suddenly raised his head and looked left and right, only his magic dragon horse was in the stable.

He lowered his voice cautiously, "Who?"

[I am the Sword Master of Chasing Heaven, following the will of the Heavenly Dao, exorcising demons and doing the right way. ]

"Sword Master Chasing Heaven? Could it be that Tian-Xing-Order is true? Isn't it a lie?"

The boy's voice became softer, his eyes full of suspicion.

As early as a month ago, he heard about the existence of Tian Xing Ling Tian Xing Zi.

The young city lord he served, the female devil, once scolded these mice who hide their heads and show their tails.

I also heard that the Sword Master Zhutian captured a group of demon cultivators pretending to be Tian Xing Zi, and was captured and killed by the Demon Dao, which made a big joke.

The boy was happy when he heard it, but he was also at a loss.

Because these are too far away from him.

He also thought about becoming a son of heaven, avenging his sister with his own hands, and seeking justice for those innocent mortals who died in vain, but he didn't know how to do it.

But now, a voice claiming to be the Sword Master Zhutian appeared.

This, will it be true?

[Please hold out a hand. ]

said the muffled voice.

The boy hesitated for a moment, and held out a hand.

A speck of dust landed on the palm of his hand, turning into a golden mole on the palm, a little hot.

The boy shrank his hands in shock, "What do you want to do..."

[Don't be afraid, I am Tian-xing-ling 0841, the sword master of Zhutian issued Tian-xing-ling widely, summoned Tian-xing-zi, and worked hard to restore Tian-xing-mainland.If you want, you can confess to me with a drop of blood. At that time, you will become a real son of heaven. ]

"sky……"

[You can say in your head that you don't have to be afraid of being found out. ]

How, how to say?

[That's it, I can hear you. ]

Can I really be a tian-xing-zi?I'm just a little guy who practices Qi at the third level, and I still practice magic skills. I'm also a magic cultivator, can I also become a heaven-xing-son?what can I do?

The young man suffocated all his strength, trying to think about these questions in his mind.

[With righteousness in mind, one is Tian-xing-zi.Don't belittle yourself, your beliefs have power beyond your imagination. ]

So what should I do?

[After dripping blood to recognize the Lord, there is a map in Tian-Xing-Order, you can come here to meet other Tian-Xing-Zi...]

After several struggles, the young man finally became cruel, left the stable, and went to the place indicated by the map.

In the deep mountains and old forests.

An orthodox monk who was hiding was teaching his disciples.

"Cultivate well, don't be distracted!"

The little disciple said unconvinced: "What's the use of practicing? Master, you have become a god, so you can only hide here. I don't want to hide here for the rest of my life."

Master blushed, "Then what do you want to do?"

"I want to kill Demon Xiu! I want revenge!"

The little disciple said loudly.

The master said angrily: "You are a small foundation builder, you can kill a fart demon cultivator!"

The little disciple said bitterly: "Hiding here to practice, when I was struck to death by lightning, I couldn't kill a demon cultivator, what am I still doing alive? What's the use of practicing!"

Seeing his red eyes, the master sighed.

Just as he was about to say something, a voice sounded in the ears of the master and the apprentice.

[Are you willing to kill Moxiu and live without regret? ]

"who?!"

Master took precautions.

The little disciple searched for the voice, and responded, "Do you have a way for me to kill Moxiu? I am willing!"

[I am Tian-xing-ling 1547 (1548), if you are willing to become Tian-xing-zi, you can recognize the Lord by dripping blood and join other Tian-xing-zi...]

The palms of the two masters and apprentices warmed up, and when they looked down, a purple palm mole landed on their hands.

The little disciple was full of enthusiasm, and after asking about the situation of Tian Xing Ling, he said excitedly: "Master, let's go!"

The master looked up at the sky surrounded by demonic energy, clenched his fists and said, "Then go."

A certain sect ruins hidden in the formation.

"Master, is the order of the heavens true?"

"I don't know if the Tian-Xing-Order is true or not. The Demon Cultivator's Ten Thousand Demon Token can no longer be true. The disciples lurking outside found out that the Demon Cultivator has now gone to the Ten Thousand Demon City. What should I do?"

"I heard from the outside world that the senior sword god is the sword spirit of the Heaven-chasing Sword. He issued the Heaven-Xing-Order, and there should be no false ones."

"If it's true, how can our Xingtianzong be missing? Back then, our Xingtianzong was the first sect in the Tian-Xing-Continent, the leader of the righteous way..."

"Don't think about the old master. Those are allusions from tens of thousands of years ago. Let's be honest. Think about what we, the number one sect of the righteous way, who can't get enough to eat, can do."

"Stinky boy, look for a fight!"

Just as he was talking, a voice sounded.

[Fellows of the Xingtian Sect, I am the Sword Master Chasing Heaven.Are you willing to accept Tian-xing-ling to become Tian-xing-son, and together with me destroy the devil way, and return the heaven-xing-continent to a bright future? ]

After confirming the authenticity of Tian Xing Ling, the disciples of Xing Tianzong accepted it without hesitation.

Or gold, or purple, or white, or gray palm moles fell on their palms.

A certain demon sect's elders' house.

The drunk fit monk opened his eyes, the scarlet pupils were full of evil.

He looked down at the mole on his palm, and curled his lips.

God-line-order.

interesting.

……

Similar scenes happened one after another.

The Tian-Xing-Zi summoned by Tian-Xing-Ling, under the guidance of the Sword Master Zhutian, gathered from all corners of the mainland towards the first city of the Demonic Dao—Wan Mo City.

"How many people have been summoned now?"

In the cave with him, Jiuli put away the refined earth-level Daoyun pill, and handed it to Jiuxi who was leaning on the world tree with his sword in his arms, and asked.

His left eye is clear, while the shadow of a sword flashes in his right eye.

Behind him, Gu Changling was refining the magic weapon with him back to back.

Feng Silan and the others are also alchemists for alchemy, talismans for drawing talismans, forging tools for refining weapons, and practicing for cultivation, to prepare for the upcoming battle.

Jiu Xi took the Dao Yun Dan and fed it to the weak World Tree.

——The aura of the world is polluted, and the consciousness of the world is self-sealed, delaying the erosion of the magic way, and retaining the last trace of clarity.

Because of this, World Tree hasn't had a full meal for a long time, and is getting weaker and weaker.

Reiki cannot be eaten, but Dao Yun can absorb it.

When the world tree is full and recovers spontaneously, it will have the strength to resist the will of the devil.

During this period of time, Jiuli and the others have been feeding the World Tree Dao Yundan, most of the inventory has gone, and they are now rushing to refine alchemy.

However, Daoyun Dan treats the symptoms but not the root cause.

To make the World Tree really come alive, it depends not on external objects, but on the will of the righteous monks in the Ten Thousand Demons Continent.

The calling effect of Tian-Xing-Ling is very important.

And today, five days have passed since the Tian-Xing-Order was actually released.

"Already almost 2 people."

Jiuxi replied.

"not bad."

Jiuli nodded, after taking the spirit grass, he was about to make alchemy again.

At this time, Guolian Lantern finished drawing a talisman and closed the pen.

Jiuli hurriedly asked: "Dengdeng, senior, do you have any news?"

Guo Lian Deng asked the little assistant, and smiled shyly, "Don't worry, Brother Nine, the journey is going well, and it is expected to arrive in three months. Dad also said that Uncle Yinlu is leading the team this time."

Jiu Li's eyes lit up, "It's Senior Yin Lu, that's great!"

Jiuli's confidence increased greatly, her anxiety was greatly relieved, and alchemy went smoothly.

Yes, they hired foreign aid.

It is impossible to destroy the orthodoxy of a world, with the thirteen members of Jiuli and the Tian-xing-zi who were suppressed so that they could not survive the catastrophe.

Even if Jiuxi can kill all the demon cultivators in the entire Great World of Demons, what will happen next?

Instead of killing Moxiu, the consciousness of the world dominated by Mo Dao can be reversed.

Elimination of demons is only the first step.

Afterwards, we will support the Righteous Way, cultivate Righteous Way disciples, and transfer the luck of the mainland back to the Righteous Way monks.

Furthermore, it is not enough to just clean up a world of ten thousand demons, and the small world of the middle world attached to the great world of ten thousand demons cannot be ignored.

In this way, it takes a lot of time and even more resources to accomplish this.

Therefore, after signing the contract with Jiuxi, Jiuli asked Guoliandeng to ask Guoyun for help immediately.

The Guolian Lantern carries the incarnation of Guoyunmu, and when the avatar is awakened, one can contact Guoyunmu.

Hearing about the situation over there, Guo Yunmu did not hesitate, and immediately expressed his willingness to establish diplomatic relations with Tian-xing-big world.

Jiuxi awakened the consciousness of Tian-xing-big world and signed an alliance agreement.

The contract was established, and Guo Yunmu's avatar smiled and said: "Leave the next thing to me, don't worry."

He touched Guolian Lantern's head and it turned into a bracelet again.

Qingtian Continent, Haotianzong.

The discussion (teaching) of Yunhaihao Tianling is still going on, and Guo Yunmu's contact with Aizi has not avoided people. All the masters of the last three sects have witnessed the process of establishing diplomatic relations between the Milky Way World and the Tian-Xing-Da World.

Hao Tianmeng sighed in admiration: "Senior Gao Yi."

Guo Yun smiled and said bluntly: "Everyone takes what they need."

They are not doing charity, the current Great World of Ten Thousand Demons is a ready-made merit for the monks of the Galaxy.

"Senior is too modest. The teacher of the younger generation of the Great World of Demons has also been there in person. The evil way is rampant, and the righteous way is declining. Even if the evil cultivation is wiped out, it is not easy to cleanse the mainland's devilish energy and restore the orthodoxy. It is the Beiming Sea , the magic cultivator has been haunting for thousands of years, and it is not easy to clean up..."

Hao Tianmeng hesitated for a moment, but still said: "If it is useful to get us, senior just speak up, don't be polite to us."

"Thank you."

Guoyun accepted their kindness heartily.

Di Chaoyan sent a message back to the Galaxy World, and said: "This happened by coincidence, why don't you all send some fellow Taoists there, first to see how the Milky Way achieves the establishment of diplomatic relations, and second, to gain more experience for future actions .”

This is only good and not bad for Qingtian Continent. The Shang Sanzong naturally agreed, and immediately sent people to the Great World of Ten Thousand Demons to meet with people from the Great Galaxy World.

Two teams of people rushed towards the Great World of Ten Thousand Demons.

Leaving aside the people sent by the Qingtian Great World to study, the sincerity of the Galaxy is evident if the Galaxy Great World is led by the first sword Xiu Yinlu.

Not long after, Gu Changling finished refining an eighth-level spirit treasure. Looking back at the big baby, Jiuxi stared at Jiuli endlessly, and gave him a cold look.

At this time, Jiuli was immersed in alchemy, so he didn't have to restrain himself at all.

Rarely, Jiuxi gave him a straight look.

"Can you show me your sword?"

Gu Changling raised his eyebrows, "Do you recognize it?"

Jiu Xi shook her head and said, "I like it."

Although he has awakened his spiritual consciousness, he is still ignorant, his thoughts are very simple, and he deals with people and acts entirely by intuition.

Like is like, hate is hate.

Gu Changling didn't know what was on his mind, so he handed him the little black sword without any hesitation.

Jiu Xi took the sword, touched it again and again, and suddenly it turned into a ball of spiritual light, which penetrated into the little black sword.

The little black sword trembled and squeezed Jiuxi out.

"what are you doing?"

Gu Changling narrowed his eyes, and a trace of surprise flashed in the depths of his eyes.

This fragment of soul belonging to Xiaojiu can actually enter and exit Xiaoheijian...

Sure enough, as he thought, his accompanying sword has a great relationship with Xiao Jiu's previous life.

What about yourself?

Was he born with a sword in his hand, was he a randomly selected child, or was he also related to Xiao Jiu's past life...

Jiuxi turned into a human form, disappointed and said, "It won't talk to me."

Gu Changling was a little surprised, "Did you see Ah Jian?"

You must know that his master has only heard a few words from the Eighteenth Prison until now, and he has never seen its appearance.

Jiu Xi shook her head, "No."

As he spoke, he was a little puzzled and said, "It likes me too, why doesn't it want to see me."

Gu Changling's doubts deepened, he took back the little black sword, and said lightly: "You think too much, this is my sword, how could I like you."

Jiu Xi didn't believe it, "It likes it."

Gu Changling snorted, "I hate you, it's impossible for my sword to like you."

Jiuli looked at him, "I hate you too."

After finishing speaking, he went to look at Jiuli with his sword in his arms, and gave him a look without giving him another look.

Gu Changling: "..."

upset.

Jiuli felt his emotions, and hooked the corners of his mouth.

Gu Changling has deep hostility towards Jiuli, but if he hates it...

He, a couple of monks, didn't feel it.

Within a month, the Wanmo Order summoned all the demon cultivators who could and were willing to contribute, and the Wanmo City was overcrowded and ready to go.

But waiting left and right, just can't wait for the god of death to come.

It's not scary to have a knife hanging over your head. What's really scary is that you don't know when the knife will fall.

The demon cultivators were cursing, not at Zhutianjian, but at the master of Zhutianjian.

Too sly.

Originally, they waited for work with leisure, but now they lost their home court advantage, and instead wore away their fighting spirit in fear.

Yes, they all felt that Jiuli was plotting behind his back.

Just like before, without making a sound, he cast a curse on those demon cultivators and pretended to be Tian-Xing-zi, causing them to stumble, which is not good.

"When will this group of grandsons come here!"

"Is this battle still to be fought?"

"Damn, if you want to kill, just kill a word, use these tricks, play Lao Tzu!"

Moxiu was irritable.

They didn't know that the Tian-Xing-zi who were hiding outside the Demon City were also panicking.

"It's been a month, and there are only so few people here?"

"It's been two months, why hasn't the Sword Master Zhutian appeared?"

"It's been three months, and there are less than 5 people... With us, can we really deal with this group of demon cultivators? They have summoned 3000 million demon cultivators!"

"Tian-xing-ling 1457, tell me, what are we here for?"

Facing the disparity in the number of people, the blood in Tian Xing Zi's heart turned cold.

Some people couldn't resist the conspiracy theory, "Could this be a conspiracy by Moxiu, who wants to gather us together and wipe them all out?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? I believe that Sword Master Tianzhu will not harm us!"

A young man firmly said: "Everyone, don't panic, what the Lord Zhutian Sword has done has his own intentions. Yes, it is impossible for us to deal with Moxiu, but don't you believe in His Excellency Zhutian Sword?! There are many ants Biting the elephant to death, just him alone, made Moxiu terrified, not to mention us now! Besides, we have nothing but blood, so there is nothing to be afraid of!"

It was the pedal boy who came from the fifth-level magic city.

Another person said: "Everyone, be safe and don't be impatient, listen to what I have to say."

The old cultivator, who was dressed in a fairy robe, embroidered with the word "Xingtian" and stroking his white beard, was really the suzerain of the Xingtian sect.

An old man who only has a golden core cultivation base and is nearing the end of his lifespan.

At this moment, there was no twilight in his eyes, but brilliant and full of hope.

Time has passed, and the Tian-Xing-Zong's glory Tian-Xing-Zong is completely unknown to them, but they are still convinced of this hale and hearty old man, and the people nearby quiet down.

Sect Master Xingtian said: "You don't have to be afraid that Zhutian Sword Master will send us to die. I am an inscription master. Although he is only a golden core, he is familiar with the classics left by the sect. There is an inscription on the Tian-Xing-Order today. , I happen to recognize it."

He tapped the little golden mole on his palm.

"What is the inscription, I would like to hear the details."

"Please speak."

Suzerain Xingtian knows the art of speaking very well, and a few words can arouse everyone's curiosity.

Seeing that they were willing to listen, Sect Master Xingtian smiled and said, "It's a questioning inscription. In ancient traditions, some races would worship the heavens and listen to the will of heaven. This questioning inscription is used to convey the monk's heart for the way of heaven." Nian, expressing the heart of the righteous way. I think that the sword master called me here because of the heart of the way."

"Dao Xin?"

"how do I say this?"

Xingtian Sect Master said: "Everyone, don't underestimate Dao Xin. Do you know why our Heaven-Xing-Great World has become a world of myriad demons? Then how did Myriad Demon Sect tamper with the will of heaven and change the world?"

A young disciple was full of curiosity, and ignored the master's advice to talk less and read more, and said anxiously: "According to what you said, it was because of the Dao heart? No, it wasn't the Wan Mo Sect who killed the righteous monks and sent the first People's souls are used to practice evil exercises, and they grow bigger day by day, persecuting our righteous way to the point where we can't survive, did we get to where we are today?"

Most everyone agrees with this statement.

History is written by the victors. Almost all the sect classics in the Wanmo Continent before the establishment of the Wanmo Sect were destroyed, and only a few were handed down.

Therefore, the people here have no understanding of the past of Tian-Xing-Continent at all.

All they knew was the rise and fall of the Demon Sect.

Moxiu did not hide anything about their bloody family history. Bloody, cruel, and violent have created today's world of ten thousand demons.

Although the Tian-Xing-Zi inherit the Tian-Xing-Order and claim to be Tian-Xing-Zi, they actually have no idea about restoring the glory of Tian Xing Continent.

The reason why they are here, few of them are for righteousness, all because of personal affection.

Want to take revenge on Moxiu, dissatisfied with Moxiu's deeds, want to be an upright person... What's more, just idle and boring, seeking the stimulation of changing the world's morality.

The Xingtian Sect Master could see it clearly, so instead of nagging his disciples about the glory of the Xingtian Sect and missing the sky-Xing-Continent mentioned in the classics, he sought truth from facts.

He said: "This little friend is right. The Tian-Xing-Continent became the Ten Thousand Devils Continent because the Righteous Dao is almost extinct. Demon cultivators kill people, not the lives of the righteous monks, but the righteous Daoists." The heart of a monk."

"Our continent is conscious, it is true and evil, it is not determined by the number of demon cultivators, but the determination of the devil's Dao heart or the righteous Dao heart, which one is stronger.

This battle is not only a battle of life and death, but also a battle of Taoism.

Let us go to the battlefield, I am afraid it will be a drop in the bucket, it is useless.

But together our beliefs are strength. "

Sect Master Xingtian stroked the mole on his palm, and said: "Tian-xing-ling looks simple, but the inscriptions contained in it are not. I have read such a record in an ancient book. Make great ambitions and gain extremely strong power. I think the Sword Master Chasing Heaven should have similar methods. Don’t worry, we will definitely not be just spectators, we can also contribute our meager strength to our home.”

"is that so……"

"that would be great!"

"As long as I can get revenge, let me do anything!"

"...This sounds mysterious. Could it be some weird formation? Let's sacrifice the soul in exchange for it?"

"Fart, you should be the sword master of Zhutian, but you can't do magic!"

"Even if it is a sacrifice, my life is cheap, and I can eat a piece of meat from these demon cultivators, and death is worth it!"

"Okay everyone, don't say such depressing words, just calm down and practice hard. No matter what Zhutian Sword asks us to do, we can devote [-]% of our energy to do it."

Everyone comforted and encouraged each other, and the scene was under control.

While waiting anxiously, Tian Xing Ling finally responded.

On this day, Tian Xing Zi's palm simultaneously lit up with a ray of light.

Everyone heard a young voice at the same time.

[Heaven-xing-sons, I am the sword master of Zhutian, my name is Jiuli, and I am here to be polite. ]

"Sword Master Chasing Heaven!"

"Your Excellency is polite!"

"Your Excellency showed up, but you want to act?"

"What should we do?"

[Everyone please listen to me. ]

Tian-xing-children quieted down and listened with bated breath.

[Yes, the time has come for us to act.Before that, please take a look at this contract. ]

Tian-xing-ling flashed, and all [-] Tian-xing-zi saw the contract.

At first glance, everyone was shocked.

This turned out to be the heavenly contract signed between the Tian-xing-big world and another world, the world consciousness!

"Galaxy World? Where is this?"

"Alliance? What does that mean?"

"This inscription is truly world-conscious!"

Although they have never been in contact with the consciousness of the sky-line-big world, monks born in this continent can feel the cause and effect from the inscription at a glance, and know what it is in the dark.

The Xingtian Sect Master was very excited, and asked tremblingly: "What, what is the meaning of this? Can I ask the Sword Master to clarify for us?"

[nature. ]

[Everyone does not know that the Heaven-Zending Sword was originally just a spiritual consciousness conceived by Tian-Xing-Great World.After Tianzhujian awakened, he was burdened with the cause and effect of suppressing the evil way and restoring the righteous way.Therefore, after he appeared in the world, he became an enemy of the demon cultivator.What he has done is obvious to all, and you should know his position. ]

On this point, the Tian-Xing-zi have no doubts at all.

They have the courage to come here because of the Heaven Chasing Sword.

Regardless of whether the statement that "the one who wins the divine sword wins the world" is true or not, it is an indisputable fact that Zhutian Sword has defeated Moxiu's power to pieces by himself.

[To tell you the truth, my companions and I came from the great world of the Milky Way, accidentally fell into this place, and were lucky enough to get the blue eyes of the Heaven-chasing Sword.

He recognized me as the master, and I signed a contract with him to help him complete his mission.

When the evil way was rampant back then, the world consciousness of the sky-line-big world sealed itself, retaining the last trace of sobriety.

To this day, because of the fate between me and Zhutian Sword, the Tian-Xing-World and the Galaxy World have also concluded this fate.

As the contract says, the orthodox monks of the Galaxy Great World have arrived. Everyone, we need you to completely awaken the consciousness of the Heaven-Xing-Great World and stabilize the foundation of the world’s orthodoxy. ]

"what should we do?"

"Don't we need to kill the enemy?"

[It's simple.All of you were born in the Heaven-Xing-Great World, and have unbroken mother-child karma with this continent.You all use the power of the soul, or blood, to write your name on the sacrificial rite, and keep your heart to the Tao unshakable. ]

As soon as the words fell, Tian Xing Zi saw that the mole on their palms had turned into an ancient inscription.

"This……"

"I'll come first!"

The boy bit his finger and wrote his name on the palm of his hand without hesitation.

The moment he wrote his name, he felt something in his heart, as if he was in the space between heaven and earth, and he felt the pull from the continent and the consciousness of the world.

The suzerain of Xingtian Sect followed closely behind. After writing down his name, he felt more clearly as a Jindan monk.

The old man couldn't help crying, "We are incompetent, you have suffered..."

The cultivators above Huashen can clearly see the appearance of the World Tree.

They didn't know that it was the World Tree, the incarnation of world consciousness, but when they saw the colors on the World Tree, they naturally understood that it was the result of the luck of the world.

Seeing the World Tree that was mostly stained by the blackness of sin, the monks who were born on the mainland all felt a sense of sadness.

When they had respect and recognition for the mainland consciousness, the sacrificial oration left their palms and turned into a flowing aura that sank into their brows.

Naturally, the voice of reciting the sacrificial oration sounded in the minds of the Tian-Xing-zi. It was a word and syllable they didn't know, but they instinctively said it at this moment.

The voices of reciting the sacrificial rites were very faint in the vast world, but as they recited them over and over again, their voices turned into a magical force that echoed across the continent.

On the World Tree, that third of the variegated luck began to bloom with a unique light.

Jiuxi nodded to Jiuli, "The Heavenly Festival has begun."

Jiuli said: "Seniors have arrived, let's go."

Jiuxi opened the world blockade, and one after another galaxy starship sailed into the world of ten thousand demons.

Wanmo City.

"Did you hear anything?"

"What's the sound, hey, why are my eyelids starting to twitch? It seems like something is going to happen."

"Ancestor Emperor! I feel the magic wind small world!"

"The world blockade is open!"

This news exploded in the power of the magic cultivator.

Originally waiting impatiently for Zhutianjian, the magic cultivator thought of the same thing at the first time——

escape!

Get out of this damn place!

The farther the better!

In an instant, hundreds of voices flew out from Wanmo City.

The demon cultivator who guarded the city didn't know what happened, and when he saw this, he was shocked: "Is the killing god calling?!"

"Hurry up! Sound the alarm!"

"Where are the demon ancestors going?"

"We were left behind?!"

Before they could get a result, the ancestors of the demon cultivators who escaped came back one by one.

This time they saw clearly that they were sent back.

Sent back by the man standing on the sword.

"Kill God!!!"

"he came!!!"

woo woo woo woo--

Amidst the screams that shook the sky, the defenders blew their horns.

The world is blocked again.

Can't get out!

The magic cultivators felt this, and the fastest-running Ten Thousand Demon Sect Master shouted: "Open the Ten Thousand Demon Formation!!!"

"Do it!!