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The entrance to the Holy Land was sealed, and since then, it has been isolated from the world.

People outside can't get in, and people inside can't get out.

Emperor Wu used his blood and life to preserve the last foundation of the Qin family.

Seeing Emperor Wu who had no signs of life and was sitting withered at the entrance of the holy place, the holy king was furious.

They cannot open the entrance sealed by the Taiji diagram by any means.

Moreover, the seal of this Tai Chi Diagram has a special protection ability.

The greater the force that strikes it, the greater the reaction.

This is the power of Shengjun's blow just now, but it shocked many of his own people.

Shengjun roared like thunder, but he was helpless.

The great protector came over, "Sage, Emperor Wu is dead, the nine clans have fallen, you have ruled the world, congratulations!"

Shengjun didn't say a word, and glared at the top of Yushan with his hands behind his back.

Although he won a complete victory, he was always a little unwilling to raz the holy land.

So I was very angry and hated to the bone, but there was nothing I could do.

At this time, all the strong men knelt down and shouted that the holy king will last forever, and I am the only one!
At the feet of the Holy Monarch, thousands of people prostrated themselves on the ground, kowtowed and bowed down.

The sage stepped on the top of Jade Mountain, proud of the world, and looked down upon all living beings.

Trample the whole world underfoot.

From then on, there is no rival in the world.

The Qin clan, which has been in the ancient martial arts world for more than 2000 years, was finally defeated by him.

Shengjun looked up at the sky, at the scorching sun.

"Back to Heaven!"

After a long time, Shengjun finally made a decision.

All the powerful people under their feet were stunned, and they immediately understood.

Countless people jumped for joy.

Shengjun said, the beauty of the country, the beauty of the country.

Now that Emperor Wu's holy realm has been leveled, and there is no opponent in the world, the holy king will realize his next goal in life.

Back to heaven!
At this moment, under the command of the Holy Monarch, there are two great devils, four great guardians, seven holy kings, twelve rudder masters, and eight thousand gold armors.

Looking at the world, who can be the enemy?
After hundreds of years of hard work, Shifang Tiandi's long-cherished wish to overthrow the lineage of Emperor Wu finally came true in Shengjun.

Many strong men, eight thousand golden armours, waved their flags and shouted triumphantly.

Back to heaven!
Fight heroes from all directions, and accept beauties from all over the world.

This is the moment when a man is at his peak.

As a result, thousands of people from the ten directions of heaven and earth marched mightily towards the capital of heaven.

Thousands of miles away, Qianye Temple thinks over the cliff.

It has been three or four days since all the members of the nine races fell into the abyss.

All of a sudden, there were countless casualties.

Those low-strength disciples and monks were either shaken to death or thrown to death.

Only five or 60 people fell safely to the bottom of the valley.

Moreover, 80.00% of these people were seriously injured, and the remaining few were in better condition.

But after they fell to the bottom of the valley, they realized that the bottom of the valley was completely dark, and there was no sky or sun, and there was no life at all.

The entire bottom of the valley is full of black rocks.

What is the reason here to become like this?

Everyone was puzzled.

Such a harsh environment, no water, no food, not even miscellaneous animals.

If this continues, everyone will starve to death here sooner or later.

There are still so many wounded, what should we do?
Cheng Lao and others were discussing countermeasures, and several seriously injured disciples died quietly.

"The bottom of the valley is poisonous!"

shouted the miracle doctor.

In such a desperate place where there is no life, even if there is a genius doctor like him, what is the use?
He is not a god, and he cannot concoct an antidote.

Seeing that some seriously injured people died of toxin infection one after another, everyone was in despair.

Cheng Xueyi and others guarded Qin Mu, and Qin Mu's signs of life had disappeared.

It can be said that he is already a dead man at this moment.

Cheng Lao looked at the old beggar, "Are we still alive?"

The old beggar smiled wryly, "Everyone has fallen into such a situation, how happy is life, and what regrets is death?"

At this moment, Bang——

A flash of lightning flashed across the sky, followed by bursts of thunder.

Suddenly there was a downpour.

The genius doctor was overjoyed, "Everyone, hurry up and wet your clothes to store water."

The bottom of the valley is black as coke,
There is no water source at all, so you can only wet your clothes to keep the rainwater in your clothes.

But today the rain is so strange, very sudden.

Moreover, there were thunder and lightning in the sky, and visions appeared again and again.

The old beggar pinched his fingers and calculated for a long time, and shouted that it was not good!

Oops!

Oops!

"what's wrong?"

Cheng Lao and the others were about to ask the reason, when the old beggar suddenly fell to his knees with a plop, weeping bitterly, "Emperor Wu! Emperor Wu!"

"We are guilty, we are guilty!"

Everyone's thoughts quickly became sad, and everyone knelt down together.

Let the downpour relentlessly drench them.

Shifang Tiandi has already reached the holy realm, and Emperor Wu died in battle.

No wonder there was a natural vision, and it rained cats and dogs.

It rained heavily for several days, and everyone was cold and hungry. Some disciples and monks who were seriously injured but not too strong died one after another.

After a few days, the number of personnel dropped sharply.

There are only forty or so people left.

These people are the elites of the Nine Clans. Master Wu'an closed his eyes and muttered scriptures.

"We can't sit still like this anymore, we have to find a way to get out."

Cheng Xueyi stood up and looked at the cliff that was unknown how high it was.

If everyone is not injured, it should be possible to fly up to this altitude.

But almost everyone was wounded in the battle, and their true energy was exhausted. In addition, there was poisonous gas in the valley. Even with their skills, it was difficult to fly over the valley.

Hua Linglong said dejectedly, "How to get out? It's hard for us to take a breath of true anger now."

"Besides, there are people from the ten directions guarding it, so it is impossible for us to go up."

Cheng Xueyi looked resolute, "Even if I die, I will try."

Among these young strong men, Qian Yuxuan, Tang Shisanniang, and the alcoholic, which one was not injured?
The only one who was not seriously injured was Chen Bin, but Chen Bin didn't know martial arts.

When he was still falling, someone rescued him.

Shen Tianlong and the others were also covered with scars. At this moment, he was sticking to Qin Mu's side, never leaving an inch.

Chen Bin was with Chen Buyi, he was so hungry that he was about to faint.

Cheng Laodao, "Now it is estimated that Shifang Tiandi has broken through the holy realm and commanded the entire martial arts world. Even if we go out, it will be very troublesome."

Looking at his three sons and his favorite granddaughter, he sighed faintly.

"I didn't expect to end up with such a result, even Emperor Wu was defeated!"

"Old beggar, didn't you say that our catastrophe has passed? Why is this happening?"

The old beggar naturally stopped talking.

Hua Linglong asked, "Should we think of a way to save Qin Mu now?"

The genius doctor sighed, "The young master has been lifeless for a few days, and I am afraid the gods will not be able to save him."

Did Qin Mu die like this?

Everyone is sad.

Emperor Wu died in battle, the holy realm was shattered, and Qin Mu couldn't survive. Is this the sky that wants to destroy the nine clans?
"Cough-cough-"

There was a cough in the distance, and the figure of the old monk slowly appeared in front of everyone. After this battle, the old monk was also seriously injured.

After so many days of torment, a strong man like him is almost unable to hold on.

I saw him approaching Qin Mu, without saying a word, he carried Qin Mu on his back and left.

"Hey! Master, master, where are you going to carry the young master?"

Without saying a word, the old monk walked towards the depths of the dark valley opposite.

Everyone was about to ask questions, but Master Wu'an stood in front of them, "Amitabha!"

"All benefactors, just trust my uncle! It is impossible for him to harm Qin benefactor."

Qin Mu had already been beaten to death by Shengjun, he had no signs of life, and even the genius doctor was tied up, what could he do?
Cough cough--

The old monk coughed, and he had already entered a dark cave with Qin Mu on his back.