Chapter 3170: All beings wailing

The creatures on that land don't even know what happened.
Some died in sleep, some fell in panic, some died in fear...
Some creatures stared at them until they were about to die.
His face was puzzled, unwilling, puzzled, horrified, and staring at him.
"Father, mother, what's the matter with you!"
A four or five-year-old child, looking at his dear relative whose face was shrouded in front of him, shouted.
The woman was full of dismay, and wanted to stretch out her palm to gently wipe the tears from the corner of the child's eyes, but she just raised her hand, but she lost her strength and fell in front of the child, her vitality dissipated.
The child threw himself on his parents, crying loudly, but still could not save the lives of their loved ones.
It didn't take long for the children to cry gradually.
His face was also filled with lifelessness.
The child stopped crying, but squeezed into the middle of the parents' corpses, curled up in the arms of the parents, and gradually lost his breath.
A monk is running wildly, trying to escape from here.
But no matter where he goes, his body will inevitably be contaminated with lifelessness, and eventually become a dry bone, falling into the mud.
"What happened, is anyone here to save us!"
In the ancient city, a city lord looked at the corpses on the ground in the city, and cried out loudly.
No one responded.
In the end, there was an extra corpse on the top of the city.
"The sky sees pity, why should such a disaster come down!"
Countless creatures bowed to the ground, praying to heaven.
The heavens are already devastated, and the creatures are devastated!
"God from God, have you ever seen what kind of curse this land is suffering, and what kind of pain the creatures here are suffering? Please help!"
"Pray for the Buddhas of the heavens to show their spirits, and pray for the blessings of the Bodhisattvas of the heavens!"
"Where is the immortal emperor Jiuxiao, please take action and save these cultivators in the immortal realm!"
Whether it is an immortal, a demon repair or a monk, it is inevitable that there will be a wave of death on his body, and he will walk towards the tomb.
Cries, calls for help, and crying are intertwined.
But, who cares if the sentient beings of the heaven are placed in the vast three thousand realms?
Apart from the real emperor, who can hear their voices and see the suffering they endure?
Everything was weeping, resentment soared, and finally shocked the person who was in a bitter battle in the starry sky!
If it were to be normal, the martial arts deity would definitely be aware of it earlier.
But he is fighting with the cultivation so far, facing the strongest Lord Haotian.
There is also a part of mind, controlling the ten gates of hell, and stabilizing the situation in the sword world, there is no time to take care of too much.
However, he still heard the wailing of sentient beings from the distant heavens!
The martial arts deity forced the Lord of Haotian back with a punch, then turned around abruptly, his gaze seemed to penetrate the endless void and land on the deadly land surrounded by the heavens.
"Fengdu, you are looking for death!"
The purple flames in the eyes of the martial arts deity almost burst out, and the sound is like thunder, spreading to every corner of the three thousand realms, killing intent to the sky!
At the same time, the Lord of Haotian also noticed the situation in the heavens.
He just raised his eyebrows slightly.
All beings in the heavens are like ants, and he doesn't care about life or death.
He's just a bit weird, Huangwu's position.
Huang Wu was clearly standing opposite the Heavenly Court, but he seemed to be at odds with that of the underground palace.
The Lord of Haotian didn't rush to take action, but watched the changes.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Fengdu's laughter suddenly sounded in the heavens.
Since he couldn't keep hiding, he didn't need to keep hiding.
"Huangwu, why are you angry."
Feng Du laughed and said, "I'm here to help you!"
boom!
As soon as the voice fell, three figures rose into the sky in the direction of the Demon Territory, Nine Heavens Immortal Territory, and Pure Land of Bliss.
The three corpses were surrounded by a strong extreme of death, with the same expression on their faces, with a strange smile on their faces, they came to the sky above the heavens, and quickly merged together!
The aura of the three corpses is stronger than the martial arts deity seen last time.
In order to unify the three corpses, Feng Du used another way to prove the Dao Emperor, and he really sacrificed hundreds of millions of creatures in the heavens!
A huge tomb emerged above the entire heaven.
The three corpses were cut from Fengdu's body, and the speed of fusion was extremely fast.
In a blink of an eye, the three corpses have merged into one!
The three corpses become one and become a tall, evil-looking man!
A ghostly light group suddenly descended on the top of this man's head, following the heavenly spirit cover, into the sea of ​​consciousness.
The breath of this man has skyrocketed again!
After the fusion of the three corpses, Feng has merged with the three corpses!
The breath of Fengdu has been infinitely close to the emperor.
It's just a little bit short of it!
The three corpses are not perfect!
"Not enough dead!"
Feng Du grinned, opened his arms, and said loudly: "Come on, let the heavens witness the rebirth of my funeral!"
boom! boom! boom!
Under the gaze of countless gazes, in the three thousand realms, there are huge interfaces protruding from huge graves, and these interfaces are shrouded in them!
The burial method is coming, surrounded by endless death!
Standing in the starry sky, all the emperors and powerful men looked down, and you could see that there were tombs all over the three thousand realms, and it had almost become a huge cemetery!
"What a big handwriting."
In the dark shadow, the old woman exclaimed.
After years of planning, Feng Du has already laid countless Dao Dharma runes across the three thousand realms. Just waiting for this moment, bury the heavens, sacrifice all living beings, and prove the Dao Emperor!
If you allow Feng to cast the spell, most of the creatures in the three thousand realms will be buried by him, and they will die!
The sentient beings all over the three thousand realms don't even know what happened.
All beings rushed and screamed, crying loudly.
boom!
At this moment, a figure that looked like a meteor fell down, smashing into each other heavily!
The martial arts deity descended above the heavens and interrupted Fengdu's spellcasting with a punch.
"Fengdu!"
The martial artist's eyes were burning with purple flames, but his voice was extremely cold. He slowly said, "I told you, let you do it yourself, don't become the second lord of hell!"
Feng Du was only close to being able to prove Dao Emperor, but now he was interrupted by the Martial Dao deity, and his face became gloomy.
"Arabic!"
Feng Du's tone was not good, his eyes were faint, and he said coldly: "You'd better think clearly, as long as I prove Dao the Great, I can help you suppress the Lord of Haotian! Do you want to become the second Immortal Great Emperor!"
The martial arts deity was furious, he didn't even listen to Feng, and shot again.
The prison tripod slammed down towards Feng!
boom! boom! boom!
Battle between the martial arts deity and Feng broke out!
Although Fengdu did not become a real emperor, after the fusion of the three corpses, he was already infinitely close to the emperor's body. Coupled with the emperor-level primordial spirit, although the martial arts deity had the upper hand, it was difficult to suppress it for a while.
At this moment, the warning signs flashed in the heart of the martial arts deity.
A sharp weapon broke through the air, and he felt a dull pain in the back of his head before it arrived!
The prison tripod had just smashed into Fengdu, he had no time to dodge, so he could only punch his backhand and hit him behind!
puff!
Splashing blood!
A long sword penetrates the fist of the martial arts deity.
The whole arm was pierced by this sword, shattered, and flesh and blood flew!
That was the sword blessed by the Lord of Haotian.