I am darkness, I will suppress all enemies

Inside the Cangmo Star.

Ye Guhuang looked down at the tragic battlefield. After several days of fighting, nearly two million monks, only half of them were still alive.

And the remaining half are still fighting...

There were also casualties among the Eighth-Turn Immortal Emperors. According to Ye Guhuang's spiritual perception, there were only about thirty of the nearly fifty Eighth-Turn Immortal Emperors left.

Whether it was the large number of casualties among the Night Clan or the Eighth Revolution Immortal Emperor who died on the battlefield, it was a huge loss for the Night Clan.

What's more, this battle should have been avoided and these people should have saved their lives.

They didn't even know the truth of the battle, and they just fought to the death with the other side...

"Stop it!!"

Ye Guhuang just glanced at the battlefield and let out a roar like thunder that resounded through the heavens and earth!

The five words spoken by the Nine-Transformation Immortal Emperor shocked nearly a million cultivators so much that their bodies instantly stiffened and their souls temporarily lost consciousness.

A battlefield reduced to ruins.

Ye Lu, who had lost an arm, had disheveled hair and was covered in blood, looked up at the person who spoke.

When he saw clearly that the person coming was Ye Guhuang, his face, which was already scarred and looked somewhat scary, froze.

Opposite him, Ye Changge, who also lost an arm, looked up at the sky and then couldn't help but burst into laughter.

He laughed loudly and coughed up blood crazily as he spoke:

"Hahaha, Ye Lu, you can't escape now even if you want to!"

The three people lying on the ground not far from them, breathing weakly, had different reactions.

Like Wu Chen, the deputy commander of the Black Armor Army, he finally breathed a sigh of relief when he looked at Ye Guhuang floating in the sky.

But the old man standing next to Ye Lu and the woman holding the longbow had dejected looks on their faces and were filled with despair.

In order to seriously injure Ye Changge, they had already damaged their immortal origins. Now that Ye Guhuang had appeared, one could imagine what their fate would be...

"What a joke!!"

When Ye Lu reacted, his face became extremely ferocious. He looked up and stared at Ye Guhuang.

"What a joke! How could grandpa die in your hands? Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Hearing Ye Lu's angry roar, Ye Changge sat down on the ground with a smile, then raised his hand and wiped his blood-stained bronze spear with his robe.

on the sky.

Ye Guhuang's soul enveloped the entire Cangmo Star and instantly locked onto Ye Qiong's lineage and the people who helped them.

At this moment, no matter whether it was the cultivators participating in the battle, or the old, weak, women, and children, or the young generation with lower cultivation levels, none of them could escape the coverage of the soul of Ye Guhuang, the Nine-Turn Immortal Emperor!

Soon, as Ye Guhuang raised his hand and waved it in the air, he disappeared from the battlefield with nearly one million people from the Cangmo Xingye Qiong lineage...

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In the small world, the boundless blood-red earth comes into view and the gray sky makes people feel uneasy.

A bronze tripod like a huge mountain stands here...

Nearly one million people who were on Cangmo Star the last moment and arrived here the next moment looked at this place in confusion.

"Yinchuan!"

"what you up to!!"

Ye Qiong and the other two who arrived here first were surprised when they saw so many people suddenly coming into the small world. Then they realized that all of them were their own clansmen and members of their own forces.

Ye Qiong's heart was completely terrified at this moment.

Yin Chuan did not respond to Ye Qiong's question, but just glanced at all the monks present and frowned slightly.

"Isn't there a little few people?"

At this moment, Ye Lu, who had lost an arm, with disheveled hair and a bloody face, staggered to Ye Qiong's side through the blood connection and knelt down.

"Grandpa! You're not dead! That's great! That's great!"

Ye Lu wanted to cry at this moment, but the worst result did not happen.

Ye Qiong looked down at the extremely miserable Ye Lu, her eyes full of vicissitudes of life slightly red.

He raised his hand and touched Ye Lu's head with some trembling.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you? Where are we?"

It was the first time that Ye Lu saw Ye Qiong like this. He asked with a bit of flattery.

At this moment, Ye Lu seemed to sense something. His face changed drastically and he said:

"Where is this place? Why can't I mobilize even a trace of spiritual energy?"

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you? Where is this place? What happened?"

At this moment, Ye Lu, who was like a mortal, was completely panicked. He grabbed Ye Qiong's robe tightly with his only remaining hand and asked.

"It's nothing, don't be afraid." Ye Qiong responded with a trembling voice.

"Yes, really, okay..." Ye Lu swallowed and nodded.

Not far away from the grandfather and grandson.

Millions of people crowded together had already become a mess.

Among these people were top monks who participated in the war, lower-level monks who knew nothing, the elderly, women, children, and even some babies.

Ye He also came, he was madly passing through the crowd, trying to find his father, his relatives...

After waiting for a while, Yin Chuan understood what Ye Guhuang meant when he saw that no one came in.

"Only kill Ye Qiong's lineage?"

"Well, since the Immortal Ancestor has given you the right to choose, I can't say much."

After thinking for a while, Yinchuan stopped waiting.

He just lifted one foot and stepped lightly.

Rumble......

The ground under Yinchuan's feet began to rise and turned into a blood-red stone pillar that held him up high!

Looking down at the densely packed crowd below, Yin Chuan's pale face revealed a hint of a sneer.

At this time, nearly a million people below also saw the stone pillar that suddenly appeared, and also saw the high priest Yin Chuan on the stone pillar.

"It's over...it's over..."

An Eighth-turn Immortal Emperor seemed to have guessed something, his body went limp, and he sat on the ground with a look of despair.

Some women also began to cry because they felt uneasy.

Some people even began to flee in all directions, trying to find a way to leave this small world...

However, what no one knows is that the moment they step into this place, the moment they step into this carefully prepared little world.

The ending cannot be changed...

really.

Yin Chuan let the chaotic crowd below flee in all directions without any intention of stopping them. He just slowly took out a dark scroll emitting a faint glow from his robe.

Take a deep breath.

Yin Chuan wiped his hands carefully and then slowly opened the scroll.

hum!

Instantly, a vast and terrifying pressure enveloped this small world! It was like a big hand tightly grasping everyone in this small world! !

"Your Majesty!"

Yin Chuan held the open scroll in both hands and said these words coldly to everyone.

Plop, plop, plop...

The sound of two people kneeling on the ground instantly resounded throughout the heaven and earth. The huge crowd all knelt on the ground in an instant, unable to move anymore.

Yinchuan's voice continued to ring and echo throughout the heaven and earth!

"The Immortal Ancestor's order, anyone who disobeys the Immortal Ancestor's order, anyone who has other intentions, regardless of master or servant, will be executed immediately!"