Immortal Voices

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Rong Xian didn't know Xia Zi's plan, but she also knew that Xia Zi's malice towards her must be very serious.

Rong Xian stroked the gold and silver needle on her wrist, lowered her eyes and thought deeply about something.

Suddenly, her eyes fell on the Red Sea.

Rong Xian's eyebrows were a little confused. What was going on? Why was there sudden strange movement there?

It vaguely affected her emotions and made her heart palpitate.

Rong Xian's expression was extremely cold. At this critical moment, she would never let go of any doubts that could lead to the failure of her enlightenment.

Any obstacles will be eradicated with thunderous means.

She closed her eyes slightly, and her consciousness followed the hair buried in the tomb under the Red Sea and appeared at the bottom of the Red Sea.

In front of the 'Emperor Rong Xu' stone tablet, the incarnation of Rong Xian's consciousness gradually solidified.

She didn't even look at the stone monument she had erected. She glanced across the seabed and flicked her sleeves, causing invisible fluctuations to spread across the sea.

Her eyes looked at the endless tombs, and the heroic and tragic aura still wandered throughout the sea. The sounds of "war, war, war" echoed in her consciousness, as if they were assimilating people and returning to where they once were. On the tragic scene of the war between Zhao and Jiang.

There is nothing wrong with this, because soldiers who died in the war are buried here. They are all heroes who fought to protect Rong Guo and killed the enemy.

If most people would think it was an illusion, but Rong Xian especially believed in her own intuition, there must be something wrong here.

So she sat in front of her grave for a month.

Every bit of this sea area was carefully explored over and over again.

The level of care is mind-numbing.

Unfortunately, it had no effect, and the bottom of the Red Sea remained dead silent.

It wasn't until the pressure from the Heaven's Path became more and more intense that Rong Xian realized that her thunder disaster was coming within three days.

So this ray of consciousness had no choice but to return to the body.

At the same time, the incarnations of Rong Xian in various parts of the northern Xinjiang continent were all looking for excuses to retreat and return to consciousness.

Lian Zhou tore open the cracks in space and returned to Hades, laid out layers of protective formations, and connected his consciousness to the path of reincarnation, which had begun to take shape.

The Tao of Reincarnation is invisible to most people. Ever since Rong Xian used the Law of Reincarnation to cast the Tao of Reincarnation and appeared in this world, her control over it has dropped from the original 10% to 10%.

In other words, she cannot control the path of reincarnation, but she is invincible within the path of reincarnation, and she can use the law of reincarnation.

Rong Xian is already very satisfied with this. After all, reincarnation can be said to be one of the most mysterious ways in the world.

She controls quite a few Tao. She peels off the Tao of Reincarnation and builds the Reincarnation Platform of the Underworld, making the Great Way of the Middle Thousand Realms more complete. The merits brought by the Great Tao are not a few.

It is a good deal to exchange something that is no longer used for something that is beneficial to her.

It just so happened that DaDao also thought it was a good deal.

In the Great Thousand Realm, no one dared to comment on Rong Xian's announcement of seclusion despite Wu Zun's identity.

The Middle Thousand Realm is covered with clouds, as if it is the end of the world, and the power faintly coming from the clouds is frightening.

The Great Thousand World is peaceful, and nothing can be sensed.

Rong Xian thought for a moment and kept in touch with her consciousness. If there was any problem with Lei Jie, she could deal with it in time.

In Zhongqianjie, Rong Yu, Prime Minister Ye, Taiwei Bai and others were waiting anxiously in Qianjing.

Lords of peak forces such as Xia Zi from the Northern Xinjiang Continent, Wei Huang from the Southern Wilderness Continent, Buddha Xiu from the West Extreme Continent, Emperor Zhou from the Eastern Sheng Continent, and Qinglong Zun from Qinglong City all focused on this thunder disaster. .

There was panic, worry, expectation, indifference, curiosity, and interest in those eyes.

This scene involving everyone's life and death happened with the Ruowuang connivance of many powerful people.

At this time, Rong Xian was too lazy to pay attention to what they were thinking. The purple thunderclouds above the void were still accumulating. As time passed, the thunderclouds became thicker and thicker, faintly suppressing them downwards.

The aura that brought death and despair to people gradually filled the entire Zhongqian Realm as the thunderclouds lowered.

In the early morning of the fourth day, thunder disaster arrived.

Rong Xian stood on the broad mountain, looking up at the electric snakes swimming in the thunder clouds, and occasionally heard the crackling sound.

Her expression was extremely solemn, and this was the first time she had been so cautious.

Before the thunderstorm struck down, Rong Xian stretched out her hand, and the power of luck came from all directions and gathered in her hand, forming four luck beads.

Rong Xian casually threw the luck beads to the four major continents.

Among them, the luck beads in the northern Xinjiang continent are the largest, and the luck inside them is also the strongest.

The luck beads from the other three major continents only played a guiding role.

When the luck beads had just arrived at the three major continents, the well-prepared experts guided the luck from the continents into the luck beads.

In just a few breaths, the Luck Pearl shone brightly, and a golden barrier rose simultaneously on the four continents, and then connected into one.

The golden barrier is the power of luck. As time goes by, this barrier becomes thicker and thicker, and it continuously attracts the power of luck as its source.

Intentionally or unintentionally, the four luck beads landed in the Red Sea in the northern Xinjiang, the Hopeless Forest in the southern wilderness, the Marriage Temple in the West Antarctic Continent, and the Qinglong City in the Eastern Shengbu Continent.

Not long after the golden barrier was raised, a thick purple thunder struck head-on. At this moment, the whole world was illuminated by the thunder and turned into a thunder pool.

It was as if there were no humans, no living things, and nothing except thunder and lightning in this world.

Countless monks looked at this horrific scene, their faces extremely pale.

How can everything be so good? The world is about to be destroyed.

"Heaven wants to destroy the world, God is angry!"

"It's over, we are all going to die, we are all going to die."

"What should I do? Don't those strong men have any measures? Or do they want to watch us die?"

"Maybe they got the news and ran away, and we were abandoned."

"Don't talk nonsense. The strong man has probably already taken measures. Come, come with me to find a way to fight against the thunder tribulation."

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Some people couldn't resist and knelt on the ground to beg for mercy from heaven. Some people joined in the **** battle and worked together to find a way to resist the thunder tribulation. Some people committed suicide in despair...

It wasn't until they saw that Thunder seemed to encounter layers of invisible walls in the void that a glimmer of hope lit up in their eyes.

Countless people put aside their manners and yelled wildly, their faces full of excitement.

This must be a protective cover put up by the strong to block the way of heaven.

As long as they are here, nothing will happen to the people, and nothing will happen to this world.

The monks who could help were all helping, and those who couldn't were praying silently in their hearts.

What they thought was not wrong. These layers of walls were formations set up collectively by the powerful men in order to prevent the thunder tribulation. Each person set up one layer, for a total of one thousand layers.

Every time a formation is broken, the thunder and lightning becomes weaker.

After breaking through the thousand-layer formation, when the lightning reached the void, it dissipated when it collided with the wall of luck.

After successfully deflecting the first thunderstorm, all living beings cheered.

But the expressions of all the strong men became more solemn.

This thunder catastrophe was so powerful that the first thunder catastrophe made the ground beneath my feet tremble.

It seems that the heaven and the earth are angry and are about to turn the sky upside down and turn the earth upside down.