Cultivating 100000 Years

At the same time that the vision in the sky gradually disappeared, the cave, which had been in the dust for a long time, suddenly erupted with a loud noise.

No trace of light appeared behind the loud noise. Among all the broken mountains, there was only the person with a calm and very young face, but now all of Xu Yang's beard and hair had turned gray, but his face was very young. No one knows what strength and realm Xu Yang has reached now.

Only in the next instant Xu Yang completely disappeared, and when he reappeared, he almost came to the headquarters of Jingtian Sacred Gate out of thin air.

Standing on the top of the headquarters mountain, looking at all beings from a bird's-eye view. When everyone saw Xu Yang's successful exit, they were shocked at first, and then they all uttered deafening cheers. Everyone had waited for this day for an unknown period of time. The decisive battle that determined the ultimate fate of the entire continent finally took place.

"Boss, you are finally back. This is our preliminary plan for the final battle, based on the information we collected before. The first emperor, who has been completely demonized, is now hiding in the tombs of the gods.

But that kind of place is far from what an ordinary monk can reach. If we want to completely destroy the formation of the disciples of the dark forces, we must penetrate the tombs of sentient beings.

Now Tianzhou, which can help us transport large forces to the battlefield, has been built, but it has encountered new problems.

The driving force Tianzhou needs is too strong, and the materials we have gathered now cannot meet the requirements of putting everyone on the front line of the main battlefield at one time. But as the battlefield confrontation time continues to pass, those dark power disciples puppets will continue to be created new individuals. "

Xu Yangqing smiled and nodded.

"Leave this issue to me to solve. I immediately ordered everyone to enter the Tianzhou. Now is the time when we are the strongest, there is nothing to hesitate, and the final battle will start immediately."

Xu Yang finally gave the order, and all the friends in front of him let out a deafening roar at the same time. Millions of messengers all entered the Tianzhou.

Soon, Xu Yang floated above the void, relying on his own ultimate understanding of the laws of heaven, and suddenly concentrated all the unimaginable terrifying spiritual power of all living beings together to act as the driving force for the advancement of this heavenly ark.

This was Xu Yang's first shot in front of everyone after he left the customs, and the strength he demonstrated completely frightened those who followed him, and unknowingly brought great spiritual inspiration to the entire team.

"Oh my God, is this the current strength of the boss? It is simply the realm of destruction between the fingers. It is really terrible. I don't know who is stronger than the first emperor."

Long Kun, Xiao Hua and others looked at Xu Yang Fengshen's peerless back from the front of Tianzhou. Everyone sighed deeply at the back that had been longing for so many times.

During the journey, everyone recalled the precious experience with Xu Yang. Some burst into tears, while others smiled with great relief.

No matter what you have experienced with Xu Yang. The biggest feeling in their hearts at this moment is that there is endless glory in their hearts, and they can follow such a strong man who stands on the top of mainland civilization. It is definitely the greatest honor of every monk in this Tianzhou in his life.

And today’s battle is undoubtedly the largest and most intense battle under the main continent’s civilization system in millions of years.

The final battlefield between the Sacred Gate of Heaven and the disciples of the dark forces was set at Haitian Ferry. This place has a very important identity, which is known as the resting place of the ancient gods. Because behind this place, the sky-grain barrier is where the tombs of the gods are.

Xu Yang's next task is to lead millions of people under his command to behead all the puppets of the dark power disciples that appeared in this place.

With the common strength of these powerful men, Xu Yang opened up the only channel to the tombs of the gods. Everyone who participated in this battle understood.

Ultimately, the winner of the battle can only be the victor between Xu Yang and the first emperor. But without them as a foil, the core fire for the future construction of the main continent's civilization will be completely lost.

Because this battle followed the monks under Xuyang Jingtian Saint Doorhui, they almost represented the strongest power in the cultivation world in the main continent for millions of years.

If even they can't destroy the puppet camp established by the first emperor, then the entire civilization is destined to end in extinction.

"Kill me!!"

Long Kun and others roared hysterically. In every shot, a large number of dark power disciples puppets were wiped out, and Xu Yang's former partners in the past few hundred years. They are also trying their best to cultivate strength, and they have also broken through the limits they once possessed.

From the first batch of offensive and defensive postures on the main battlefield alone, it can be seen that Xu Yang is almost showing a one-sided crushing advantage. These dark power disciples and puppets alone can't stop them from advancing.

But their biggest advantage lies in the continuous supply of follow-up forces. During the entire battle, Xu Yang did not personally take action.

Instead, he used his eternal and immortal soul to turn it into a totem that sheltered the entire camp. The huge face was reflected on the **** sky, but with Xu Yang's hard-to-copy color soul brilliance, it lit up half of the sky for all beings.

At the same time, Xu Yang was constantly scanning the sky's ferry, using his vision to capture the fluctuations in the breath of the first emperor. Preparing for his final battle.

"Strange, the complete body of the Supreme God's will has been completely integrated with the body of the First Man Emperor. This is the only interpretation of the First Man Emperor's demonization.

But I don't know why I can always feel a silent feeling in that incredibly powerful breath. Who is this first emperor? "

Xu Yang racked his brains and couldn't get the answer from his soul consciousness. Seeing the main battlefield, Xu Yang's forces gained a one-sided advantage.

Suddenly, behind the Haitian Ferry, an extremely powerful aura fluctuated. Ten huge silhouettes draped in blood red light appeared one after another.

Obviously, the strength of these people is much stronger than those of the cannon fodder disciple puppets of the dark forces. Long Kun, Xiao Hua and others showed very excited expressions. Instead of the slightest timidity, the fighting power was pushed to the top again.

On the one hand, their respective jihadist complexes, on the other hand, the appearance of these high-level puppet powerhouses means that everyone is one step closer to victory.

Xu Yang saw this scene and immediately released the soul guidance to the top combat power of his own camp headed by Long Kun Xiaohua. Friends, give play to your strongest strength, this will be an important step for us to win the final victory.

"Respect Order!!"

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