Fantasy: I become stronger when I meet a strong opponent. My cultivation has no upper limit.

Now, facing the prey that came to her door, Bo Chengli would certainly not miss this good opportunity.

Her cultivation is currently at the fifth level of the semi-saint. If she can absorb the essence in Cao Zhi's body, she will surely be able to go further, but for the sake of the overall situation, Bo Chengli will try her best to restrain herself.

After all, Cao Zhi is the foundation of her Cao family. She wants to use this as a basis to expand the number of objects to be absorbed and quickly spread to the men of the entire Cao family!

Just imagine, if even the ancestors of the Cao family obey her, how smooth will her future path be?

For that unique absorption method, Bo Chengli adapted from the beginning, and then gradually became enjoying it later. Many times, he was happy and did not feel very uncomfortable.

From a man to a woman, the whole process requires a lot of courage, but once you adapt, it will be like opening the door to a new world, and you will experience indescribable pleasure!

"Unfortunately, when I succeed in my cultivation in the future, I will not be able to return to avenge myself. After all, the Saint Realm will have perished by then."

When she thought of her former enemy Ye Junlin, Bo Chengli felt a strange feeling in her heart. It would be a lie to say that she hated him. After all, she was able to reach this point thanks to him.

However, as time went by, she began to like her new identity, which was a very contradictory feeling!

But one thing is for another. If there is a chance for revenge, Bo Chengli will still kill his family to end her pain!

Putting away his scattered thoughts, Bo Chengli looked at the stunned young man in front of him and said with a smile:

"Mr. Cao, you came to me late at night. Do you have any problem for me to solve?"

Looking at this graceful woman in pink with a charming look on her face, Cao Zhi suddenly felt dry in his mouth and felt hurt in his heart.

It was like a cat's claw scratching his heart.

It was very itchy!

"Yes, I have a problem, and I want to ask Peach Blossom Fairy to solve it..."

"Just once? Hmm?"

"Actually, it can be many, many times!"

"Hehe, Master Cao is so humorous~"

The sweet laughter filled the room with joy, making people excited and unable to restrain their emotions.

"I'll prove it to you now!"

At this moment, Cao Zhi could no longer control himself, and he pounced over with heavy breathing like a beast.

The curtain fell, reflecting two overlapping figures...

In the vast starry sky, a gorgeous holy ship shuttled rapidly, and the nebulae along the way were broken, with magnificent momentum.

The monks of the black and white world did not expect that they were about to fall into the biggest crisis in history because of a special outsider!

Just like that, when the storm was about to come, all the creatures from outside the Holy Realm left quickly, including a small number of local monks who were afraid of death.

In the vast universe, countless eyes were focused on this world, some sympathetic, some compassionate, some sarcastic, some joking, and so on.

No one thought that the Holy Realm could survive this catastrophe. With only a so-called court, it had no power to protect it!

Rumble~

The starry sky trembled, and the sun and the moon were extinguished.

The vast army of the Nine Netherworld embarked on the journey and marched all the way to the destination.

Looking around, many dark red holy ships with metallic luster headed for the starry sky, and war fortresses comparable to asteroids moved at high speed. The overall momentum was magnificent and visually impactful!

Countless Nine Netherworld soldiers riding holy beasts, holding fluttering military flags, continued to advance with the torrent of steel.

At this moment, they gathered together with a common goal, which was to step on the Holy Realm and kill all the creatures in this world!

In this terrifying army, half-saints are the lowest-level cannon fodder, true saints are ordinary characters who rush to the front line, and there are many masters of the Holy Realm, and even the number of ancient saints is as high as several digits!

In front of such a powerful lineup, any type-one holy world will tremble and feel despair!

After all, the strongest foundation of a type-one holy world is the ancient saint. Under normal circumstances, a double-digit number is not wrong, and reaching three digits is the top level.

As a result, this Nine Netherworld army has a terrifying number of ancient saints alone, which is equivalent to 100,000 ancient saints in person!

Under such a huge disparity in strength, is the fate of being crushed waiting for you?

This is the terrifying part of the Hell-level World Destruction Order!

Under the horrified eyes of countless creatures, this Nine Nether Army crossed the major galaxies in a mighty manner. Because the momentum it exuded was too terrifying, countless planets along the way were trembling, and even thousands of miles away were shattered and turned into cosmic dust.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The shouts of killing were like thunder, and the killing intent was like a violent torrent. Every inch of the void seemed to be frozen into ice.

Holy Martial Realm.

A palace stood on the majestic holy mountain, and the top of the palace was surrounded by many huge stars, emitting bright and dazzling light.

This is the pilgrimage place of the monks of the Holy Martial Realm, Panlong Temple!

The founder of Panlong Temple is the strongest person in the Holy Martial Realm - Panlong Wusheng!

Because Panlong Wusheng broke through to the Saint Ancestor Realm, the status of the entire world also rose, so his power was naturally the top power in the world, and countless cultivators were proud to join it.

In the hall, the atmosphere was solemn and dignified, and densely packed figures sat cross-legged on the empty ground.

There were both men and women, all with respectful faces, looking at the highest point in front of them with awe, the huge human-shaped light and shadow suspended in the air.

The human-shaped light and shadow sat cross-legged, and the specific appearance was clear. There was also a golden dragon-shaped holy energy surrounding it. Every breath could make the void tremble, and it seemed to affect the operation of the laws of this world.

He was Panlong Wusheng, a great power in the Saint Ancestor Realm!

At this time.

Panlong Wusheng seemed to have noticed something, waved his hand, and a huge light curtain suddenly appeared in the air.

The light curtain showed a terrifying scene. A huge army of the Nine Netherworld was on the way, with holy ships, war fortresses, and countless iron cavalry.

There were bursts of gasps in the hall.

The disciples' scalps were numb, and their eyes were filled with a trace of fear!

But when they thought that they were the Holy Martial Realm, and that there was a Saint Ancestor Realm master in charge, they felt much more at ease, their expressions returned to normal, and sympathy appeared on their faces.

"After this battle, there will be no more Holy Realm in the world." Panlong Wusheng said indifferently, without a trace of emotional fluctuation, as if he was stating an indisputable fact.

In his opinion, once the Evil-level World Destruction Order was issued, only a large Holy Dao world could resist it, which meant that there must be a Saint King Realm master in charge first.

Otherwise, it would be destroyed without a doubt!

"Alas, that Holy Realm is really too ignorant. It could have relied on the power of the Divine Court to avoid this disaster, but it ended up like this. It really killed itself!"

A burly male disciple shook his head and sighed.

"If you ask me, it's all the fault of the Lord of the God Court. He led the Holy World into a trap!"

"That's right, who does he think he is? He dared to call himself the Emperor of God. Doesn't he know that only the Lord of the God Court has such qualifications? It's ridiculous!"

"It's because of his arrogance that the God Court was upset and the whole world was implicated. He is really a disaster!"

"Now it's good. What a shitty God Court. It has been destroyed not long after it was established. It's simply ridiculous!"

For a while, all the disciples talked about it and expressed their opinions on this matter.

Without exception, they all despised and ridiculed.

Those who can stay in Panlong Hall are all formal disciples of Panlong Wusheng, which also means that they all start from the True Saint Realm at the lowest level.

Formal disciples are also divided into high and low levels. The seats are arranged according to status. The closer to Panlong Wusheng, the higher the status. From high to low, they are True Disciple, Inner Disciple, and Outer Disciple.

People like Xiang Jiba who have just broken through to the level of a true saint are naturally considered as outer disciples.

At this moment, he sat at the back, listening to the discussions around him, and his face looked very ugly.

Looking at the Nine Nether Army on the screen, the sense of oppression revealed through the screen made him feel a little palpitation and his back felt cold.

This scale of the saint army is not comparable to the team he encountered before. The previous one was just a small fight, and it was basically the same concept!

"Fellow Daoist Ye, how are you going to deal with it next?" Xiang Jiba said with a worried look, feeling powerless.

...

Saint Realm.

Ye Junlin stood on the top of the cloud with his hands behind his back, and his eyes revealed some deep meaning.

No one knew that he had been waiting for this day!

Before that, he also learned from Liu Huangshu about the fear of the Evil-level Destroying Realm Order.

Although Ye Junlin felt that he was invincible in a one-on-one fight with his peers, there was an idiom that said "the few are against the many". If he was trapped in the vast ocean and could not escape, it would be troublesome.

Therefore, he was not so conceited that he could not rely on any external force to fight against the Nine Nether Army alone.

In order to deal with the upcoming Nine Nether Army, he personally arranged a series of traps, waiting for a chain reaction, and then reaping a wave!

"Come on, my Human Emperor Banner is waiting..." Ye Junlin said meaningfully.