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Chapter 556: Strange Voice

Everyone looked at each other, and Jiuye couldn't help but ask, "We know that the world is changing, so I'm asking you if you have any way to change this?"

Although they were prepared, when they saw the Eye of Chaos that broke through the world, they really didn't have much confidence that they could end it all.

Now this guy may become the key to their journey, so of course they want to find a way out of the situation.

"If you want to change, you must sacrifice yourself!"

The man in the iron helmet stared straight at Li Cheng with his one eye, as if these words were spoken to him.

But Li Cheng knew that this iron helmet was referring to the Heavenly Dao hidden behind him.

"Ah, isn't this nonsense?"

After waiting for such a long time, all he got was such nonsense. Jiuye turned away disappointedly without any expectation.

But the moment he turned around, a twisted figure entered the iron helmet and gathered the scattered remains of the divine weapons in the blink of an eye.

After a moment, a magical weapon about ten feet tall and glowing green all over appeared in front of everyone.

"The way of heaven?"

He keenly noticed that the figure just now was the phantom of Tiandao that had been following Li Cheng.

Qinglian took a complicated look at the divine weapon in front of him with a strong aura and didn't say much.

"I'll leave it to you next, Jieshu."

The divine soldier looked at Li Cheng, said something incomprehensible, and then rushed out of the temple first.

No one expected it to leave so quickly, and without saying anything more, they immediately followed it.

Just as Qinglian said, there were no more obstacles on the journey ahead.

An increasingly depressed emotion began to arise in everyone's hearts.

The Nine Netherworld was not far from them.

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Yongcangzhou.

You Jing noticed that Qingwei's breath had disappeared, so he blocked Song Siming's attack with a single hand.

The gusts of air brought by the two blew away everything nearby.

"It seems that the Nine Sons of Immortality should be called the Eight Sons of Immortality."

After wiping the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, Song Siming looked at You Jing, who had a calm expression, and smiled.

He had never doubted the strength of his fellow disciples, just as he was sure that he would win the current duel.

"What is the reason that makes you compare those incompetent people with me?"

As he finished speaking, the sword flashed, and a thick crack appeared between heaven and earth in an instant, attacking Song Siming who was facing a formidable enemy.

But at this moment, a figure like lightning flashed by and together with Song Siming blocked the horrible crack.

The evaporating white mist continued to rise from his body, and Feiyu pointed the spear directly at the sight of the swimming scene.

"Sorry, Sixth Brother, I'm a little late."

After meeting You Jing's eyes, Feiyu said something with his back to Song Siming.

Because Song Siming suffered the most serious casualties, Wuyi urgently dispatched Feiyu and other disciples to come for assistance.

If one front is lost, it will trigger a chain reaction, causing the other three fronts to collapse together.

Even if we win, it won't mean much in the face of this devastated world.

"And we're here too."

Just as Feiyu finished speaking, he saw several figures passing by in the sky, and the one leading them was Fei Niao and others who were controlling the Giant God Soldier.

The voice just fell.

Countless attacks were madly launched towards the calm You Jing, and the flames they set off dyed half of the sea of ​​clouds blood red.

The giant beasts guarding the formation also cooperated at this time to shoot out a thick light curtain to attack You Jing.

A sword split the incoming light curtain in half. You Jing turned around and saw Song Siming stabbing at him with a sword. He dodged sideways and turned his hand to point the sword at Song Siming and chop him on the head.

But at this moment, Feiyu stabbed him from the other side, forcing him to draw his sword and retreat.

But Yan Lin had been waiting for a long time. When You Jing just retreated, he suddenly slashed You Jing's arm with a sword.

The extremely smelly black blood splattered out, making You Jing's already insane face look even crazier.

"You Jing, go back first."

Just as he was about to rush out again, a voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

After this voice was rang out, a figure slowly emerged from a high place in Yongcangzhou.

Song Siming, who had been to Guanmi Island, recognized the owner of the figure at a glance.

It was Pei Yun, or Pei Che, or Samsara.

After the appearance of reincarnation, those originally crazy demon cultivators slowly stopped their attacks and began to retreat.

Wuyi did not dare to let the cultivators chase out, and also asked everyone to retreat back to the formation.

"Tsk!"

Glancing at the figure of reincarnation appearing in the sky, You Jing's expression flashed with a hint of impatience.

But seeing the murderous eyes of the people around him, he sneered and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

On the other side, Ximu, who was fighting with Shen Wanqiu, also stopped and set his sights on Qingcang in the formation.

Then his figure flashed and disappeared in front of everyone.

"Sooner or later, I'm going to chop these guys up and use them as a side dish for drinking!"

"Just you, say less, no one thinks you are dumb."

The wounded Bai Yu sat on the shoulders of the almost crippled Shenwei, gazing at the retreating demon cultivators with gritted teeth.

Dakong glanced at him with disdain, then she looked up at Pei Che, who appeared both familiar and unfamiliar.

Everything that happened on Guanmi Island came to my mind again.

How much has she grown since then?

"Everyone, stop struggling in vain."

"No matter how you struggle, it's all in vain."

"Embrace us and we will move towards a new world. This decadent world is far from the end for you and me."

Just like distributing Chaos Flesh in Qinglian Sword Sect in the past, Samsara was now also persuading countless cultivators in Yongcang Prefecture.

But before she could finish her words, a bombardment from the Ark responded to her words enthusiastically.

"roll!"

Wuyi was also projected in the air, calmly looking at Samsara opposite him and shouted.

The voice just fell.

Countless cultivators below responded in unison, and for a moment the entire world was filled with deafening shouts and curses.

"I'm looking forward to what's next for you."

Samsara didn't care about it at all. He just smiled faintly and disappeared into the air.

After her figure disappeared, Song Siming could no longer hold back the power running wild in his body and almost fell from mid-air.

Fortunately, Feiyu was there to hold him up, preventing him from falling into the huge abyss created by the sword energy below.

"Don't talk, go back first."

Seeing that Song Siming had something to say, Feiyu shook his head at him, picked him up, and retreated back to the formation with Feiniao and others.

As soon as he entered the formation, Song Siming saw Emperor Wang lying on the ground, seriously injured and unconscious, and Yun Yong, who had just woken up and was extremely weak.

Those cultivators who were there to treat the wounded were constantly going back and forth, treating the wounded who were rescued from outside.

"Pfft!"

At this time, Song Siming couldn't bear it anymore and spat out a mouthful of black blood.

In order to fight to the death with You Jing, he had actually been overdrawing his body. If it weren't for Li Cheng giving him a boost, he would have burned out long ago.

Just like what Bai Yu did in prison.

Feiyu arranged Song Siming to lie down next to Yun Yong, gave some instructions, and then turned around to help treat the wounded outside.

"It's ugly, I thought I was so pretentious."

Seeing Song Siming lying down, Yun Yong, still holding the cracked magic blade in his hand, said something self-deprecating.

I originally thought that I could change something, but the reality is so ugly.

"Just stay alive."

Turning his head to look at Yun Yong, Song Siming didn't say much to him. He just raised his head to look at the blood-red sea of ​​clouds above.

It was a landscape stained with their blood.

But just as he finished speaking, a figure was brought in front of the two of them by Feiyu. It was Song Yuanzhou, whose legs and one arm were broken.

Even though he had miasma entering his body and was enduring the heart-wrenching pain, he still smiled as he spoke to Feiyu, who had a rather unpleasant look on his face.

"Lie down."

After putting Song Yuanzhou down and taking out a golden elixir for Song Yuanzhou to swallow, Feiyu turned and left.

Yun Yong and Song Siming couldn't help but shrink their pupils when they saw Song Yuanzhou in such a miserable state.

Especially Song Siming, when he saw Song Yuanzhou like this, he obviously had a lot to say, but when it came to his lips, he couldn't say anything.

"It's okay, he's not dead yet, is he?"

"Those bastards relied on their numbers, otherwise I could have killed a few more."

Song Yuanzhou fiddled with his only remaining arm and smiled at the two of them.

But in a blink of an eye, the wound was torn, and he grimaced in pain.

Only then did he see Wangdi, who had led them in the front, lying not far away, hanging on with only one breath left.

There were at least dozens of wounds on his body, and black miasma was constantly oozing out. If it weren't for the life-extending pill made by Dan Kang, he would have died long ago.

Seeing such a tragic scene, Song Yuanzhou's smile gradually froze and he shook his head helplessly.

The battle was so brutal that individual strength seemed insignificant in the face of such a war.

Compared to others whose bodies were left nowhere to be found, this was already considered good for them.

"Don't move!"

Just when everyone was silent, Feiyu brought Duan Yibai in.

A huge bloody hole almost pierced through her heart, which looked very scary.

Duan Yibai, whose face was pale, was tortured by the miasma spreading from the wound and wanted to end his life.

In response, Feiyu held her down tightly, took out the green leaf given by Li Cheng, crushed it and asked her to swallow it.

After doing all this, Duan Yibai fell into a deep sleep.

"Si Ming, do you have that thing?"

"You don't have to chew it up for me. I can do it myself."

Song Siming and the other two witnessed all of this. After Feiyu put Duan Yibai down and left, Song Yuanzhou suddenly turned around and looked at Song Siming.

Soon there was a deathly silence.

The number of casualties exceeded expectations, and Feiyu desperately looked for familiar faces outside.

Not long after, he found Qi Tuo and others and sent them back.

Almost everyone was seriously injured, and no one survived.

After all, they were under the most intense attack.

After hearing the news from Fei Niao, Wuyi sighed. The situation was far worse than she had imagined.

"Treat the wounded first, and put everything else aside."

After issuing orders to the cultivators on each front line, Wuyi sat down with Guatai and the others to discuss the next arrangements.

If it weren't for Xiaoyuan and the others showing their extraordinary power and killing Qingwei, Samsara might not have shown up on his own initiative.

Since they could kill Qingwei, they might be able to kill the others as well.

"We still know too little about their situation."

Wuyi looked at the information on the table, shook his head and said to Guatai and others.

Among the Nine Sons of Immortality, four appeared: Ximu, Shen Wanqiu, Qingwei, and Youjing.

The reincarnation that appeared at the end was something they didn't expect.

The remaining five people are nowhere to be found.

If they all attacked together, the price they would pay would be even greater.

"How long can the fruit left by the master be used?"

Guatai stared at the scene where Xiaoyuan killed Qingwei, then looked up and asked Wuyi.

The fruits that Song Siming and the others had eaten earlier were left for Li Cheng.

It can greatly enhance their combat effectiveness, just like it was originally attached to them.

But the time cannot be too long, otherwise it will hurt yourself.

Song Siming is in this situation right now.

"Master may have foreseen this and left a lot behind."

Wuyi said this and took out a fruit that was glowing with golden light.

After eating it, even she would be able to possess the strength of the peak of the fusion realm.

If Feiyu and the others eat it, their combat power will only increase even more.

Before leaving, Li Cheng was afraid that Wuyi and the others would not be able to hold on, so he exchanged a lot of points.

At least it’s enough for Xiaoyuan and the others to use, but I’m afraid they can’t bear it.

"Can you contact the master?"

He nodded, this fruit was indeed a great guarantee for them.

Without this thing, facing Ximu and others who are blessed by Chaos, I am afraid that only Mahayana cultivators like Yan Lin can compete with them.

This is also the reason why Cen Zhen is so confident.

"No, I can only hope that everything goes well for him."

Shaking his head, Wuyi was actually always worried about Li Cheng's situation.

If they lose Li Cheng, their future will be bleak.

At this moment, Li Cheng and his companions had arrived at the dome of the Netherworld, which was outside the entrance to the Nine Netherworld.

Looking at the huge abyss appearing in front of him, Jiuye set his sights on Qinglian.

"Daoyou, are you sure this is the right way?"

"Why do I feel like I skipped it once before?"

It’s not that Jiuye doesn’t believe Qinglian, but isn’t it going from the bottom to the top to get to the dome?

How can it be from top to bottom?

"Didn't Daoist Jiuye once be the Supreme Lord of the Nine Netherworlds?"

"You should be more familiar with this situation than I am."

In response to Jiuye's question, Qinglian just turned around and chuckled.

Upon hearing this, everyone turned their eyes to Jiuye.

Feeling Li Cheng's gaze, Jiuye suddenly broke out in sweat on his forehead.

"I...I haven't paid much attention to this kind of thing before."

"Stop talking and let's go."

After looking around, Li Cheng interrupted the topic.

Coming here, he could clearly feel the chaotic atmosphere in the air.

There is no doubt that the Nine Netherworld is right below.

Nodding to everyone, he jumped down closely behind the magic weapon and jumped into the abyss below.

Others also jumped down, and when it came to the last Jiuye, a familiar voice made him stop.

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