The Great Desolation: Read the Holy King, Extract the God Statue To Suppress Prison

"." I don't know what the reincarnation emperor has ordered? Think about what you can do. "

He didn't dare to have any other thoughts, he just thought about how to please Chen Changsheng.

Yama of the Ten Halls was also extremely shocked at the moment, exclaiming again and again.

"Senior brother is really a big brother! It's so strong!"

"Yeah, this saint's three corpses, you actually say that you will kill it."

"Did you see it? The speed at which the self-corpse escaped, tsk tsk tsk!"

Chen Changsheng was so powerful, and it proved that their choice back then wasn't wrong.

Sure enough, if you follow the longevity, you will live long and worry-free!

(promised)

At this moment, Chen Changsheng was wandering in the Broken Void, surrounded by the Great Desolation, staring at the world.

There is no reason in my heart to have a feeling of how lonely it is to be invincible.

"Sure enough, the heights are invincible, one cold is the other!"

After the war is endless emptiness, is there nothing to do?

Right at this moment, the Great Earthquake of the Great Desolation, the nine days fell, and the boundless torrential rain fell from the sky in an instant!

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Chapter 157 The flood was robbed, and the six saints gathered at the Wa Palace (please subscribe!)

"This is?"

Chen Changsheng was shocked when he watched me fall for nine days, and the boundless torrential rain fell.

"Not good, Buzhou Mountain falls, the sky collapses, the human race doesn't know what to do now!"

Chen Changsheng looked at the place in front of him, and instantly became a sea of ​​​​oceans, and his heart was extremely horrified.

Buzhou Mountain is the top of the world, far higher than other places.

This is still the case here, and it is even more self-evident in other places in the flood.

The sect is protected by its own master, Tongtian Sect, who are all immortals and are naturally safe.

But among the human race, most of them are mortals, how can they resist such a disaster?

Chen Changsheng was anxious in his heart, and now he no longer hesitated too much, he directly charged the Eastern Emperor Bell and hurried to the land of the human race.

920 At this time, the Buzhou Mountain fell, and the entire flood was covered by a huge disaster.

The weak water poured down from the hole in the sky and fell on the prehistoric land.

Weak water is three thousand, a drop can weigh a thousand jins, and every drop can become a huge river on the wild land.

In the blink of an eye, the entire prehistoric land was in a vast ocean.

The prehistoric beings can fly and run, whether it is a strong person who has successfully cultivated, or a mortal person, they are all fleeing under this flood.

When the floods suffered this amount of calamity, the sage could not sit idly by.

At this moment, the six saints in the Wa Palace gathered to discuss important matters.

When the Tongtian Sect Master saw the arrival of the Second Saint of the West, he couldn't help but get angry.

"The dignified sage, at the time of this calamity, he is still coveting something precious, and it is really shameless to take action against a junior."

The Tongtian Sect Master showed no mercy to these two Western saints. He did not forget that these two **** used the saint's self-destruction to jointly bully his disciple Chen Changsheng.

The sage Taishang didn't say anything, but looked at the two western saints coldly, and the meaning was self-evident.

Saint Nuwa also looked displeased and looked rather disgusted.

It is no wonder that the three saints acted like this, it is really too outrageous for these two Western saints.

Originally, when Gonggong was angry at Buzhou Mountain, as long as he gathered the power of the Six Saints and acted in time, this catastrophe would definitely not spread to the entire flood.

As a result, these two people in the West were better. After seeing the treasure (biej), they got carried away and completely forgot their status as saints, and they did not hesitate to use the saint's self-destruction to compete with a junior.

The attention of other saints was attracted, and they did not react immediately.

As a result, in the end, the entire flood was submerged in a flood, and there was not one out of ten living beings.

Yuanshi Tianzun wanted to say something to excuse the two people from the Western religion.

However, thinking of the huge implications involved, I finally sighed helplessly.

The Western Second Sage had just been defeated by Chen Changsheng with his own corpse, and he was in a bad mood. As soon as he came, he was accused by the master of Tongtian Sect, Xingshi, and he was also angry.

"If your disciple offends the sage, it's fine if you don't discipline yourself, and blame others!"

Although the Daoist Zhunti was afraid of the strength of the Tongtian Sect Master, he was fighting back at this moment.

After all, his own corpse was smashed by Chen Changsheng, a disciple of the sky.

"saint?"

Tongtian sect master laughed in anger, "It's really funny, a saint was actually beaten up by a quasi-sage of Changsheng, how dare you say something to offend the saint?"

Tongtian sect master stared at the quasi-daoist with disdain on his face.

"What a saint you are!"

"you......"

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Chapter 158 The Second Sage in the West is angry, the Four Sages discuss, and the human race is robbed (please subscribe!)

Daoist Zhunti pointed at Tongtian Sect Master, but he couldn't say anything for a long time.

After all, Chen Changsheng's own corpse was thrown to ashes by Chen Changsheng.

The only thing he could do was to hold on to that Chen Changsheng who had offended the saint.

However, looking at the saints present, it seems that they don't care about Chen Changsheng~ offending the saints.

Looking at his own eyes, it is faintly disgusting.

"Good good!"

The Daoist Zhunti said three times in a row, "This is a huge disaster, you can deal with it as you like, I don't care about Western teaching."

"That's right!"

The Daoist Receiver, who had been silent for a long time, also spoke up.

"I live in a barren land in the west, and I'm already cold and bitter. How can I have such a deep blessing?"

"Even if the calamity is coming, what impact will it have on my Western religion?"

When the saints heard the words, their brows were furrowed.

"Wait, are you forgetting the duty of a saint?"

The Supreme Saint also spoke slowly, quite displeased.

Noisy, noisy, noisy, everyone should discuss how to deal with this catastrophe.

After all, the destruction of the Great Desolation will not pose any threat to the lives of the saints.

However, the sectarian traditions they have passed down with great difficulty will also disappear here.

"Humph! Who cares who cares! I don't care about Western religions!"

The Daoist Zhunti said harshly and left without looking back.

"Everyone, farewell!"

The Daoist Receiver did not hesitate at all, and immediately followed the Daoist Zhunti away.

"This......"

The saints looked at each other, how could this Western saint be like this?

Even if the sage can't beat others with his own corpse, now he just let go of his own burden.

"What kind of saint is this! No responsibility!"

Tongtian sect master gritted his teeth with hatred, "I hate that Changsheng is not skilled enough to kill these two completely!"

The Supreme Sage and Nuwa also sighed deeply, obviously disappointed with the two Western Sages.

Yuanshi Tianzun is also full of bitterness, looking at the Western Second Saint who is like a child's temper tantrum.

Fortunately, I didn't say anything to plead for them just now, otherwise they would go away in anger at this moment, wondering what the saints think of themselves.

In the final analysis, this Western Second Saint is too frustrated, and it is really disappointing.

"Regardless of the Westerners, let's discuss how to deal with this catastrophe!"

The Supreme Sage sighed, this Western Second Sage can't be counted on, so I and others should quickly discuss how to deal with the aftermath.

The saints also sighed and sat down.

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The Lich War caused such a catastrophe, and most of the two Lich tribes were buried under this sudden flood.

It's just that the catastrophe they caused still needs people to deal with.

At the same time, Chen Changsheng launched the Secret of Words and Words, and he returned to the human race under the rush of lightning.

It rained heavily, and the weak water was 3,000.

At this moment, the place where the human race is located has been submerged by hundreds of millions of miles.

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Although this place is far away from Buzhou Mountain, there is no scene of torrential rain pouring down, but it is also flooded.

Chen Changsheng looked around and calculated roughly that hundreds of millions of people were already suffering from floods.

Although the ancestors and immortals of the human race took the initiative at the first time, they tried their best to save the human race.

However, after all, there are many human races, and the territory is huge.

Even if they do their best, they can only help the nearest human race.

"It's okay, it's okay, I came back in time, and there is still room for recovery."

Seeing such a scene, Chen Changsheng was relieved, obviously everything was still under control.

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