When the word 'attack' came out of his mouth.
Drums sounded.
The tens of millions of residents were herded up Celestial Spirit Mountain like livestock. There were a lot of people. Celestial Spirit Mountain was very tall, and the passageways were very wide. Even the disciples of Celestial Spirit Mountain wouldn't use the passageways. They would only use the transmission formations because the passageways were very difficult to walk. However, it was still better than climbing.
After all, only Xiatian had climbed to the top of the mountain.
Rumble!
The vast and mighty crowd began to rush up.
There were a lot of people.
"Hahaha, I want to see what their Demon Killing Formation can do. Let's kill all of them." A three cauldron expert laughed.
"Hmph, there will be retribution for killing so many people. Moreover, their Demon Killing Formation can't be used without restrictions. As long as the Heavenly Thunder Formation is useless, we can attack Sky Spirit Mountain in one fell swoop. There are only two three cauldron experts up there, and we have nine here. We will definitely win in terms of numbers."
Suddenly, the morale of the Exterminate Sky Alliance soared.
The leader of the Demon Sect Alliance didn't say anything. He was very low-key because he knew that these people were friends now, but they could become enemies in the next second. When they faced the same interests, there would definitely be differences. At that time, the one who attracted the most attention would be the first to be killed.
Kill!
Battle cries rang out everywhere.
"Boss, wait for me. When they come up the mountain, I will follow behind them. Then, I will think of a way to save you." The second brother of Sky Spirit Mountain said excitedly. To him, saving Xiatian was his biggest wish. As long as he could save Xiatian, he would have fulfilled his biggest wish. After all, Xiatian had helped him too much.
On Sky Spirit Mountain.
"They are coming up." Yuwen Tao said as he looked at the people who were rushing up the mountain.
"Tell all the disciples to retreat. Let them go up the mountain path. Wait for them to come up." Ah'Bao revealed an evil smile.
Kill!
To him, killing was the best solution.
Moreover, he wanted to make the place below hell.
Tens of millions of people. When Ah'Bao saw so many people, he was stunned. He didn't expect these people to play so big. However, even if there were so many people, he, Ah'Bao, could afford it.
Heaven and Earth are heartless, treating all things as straw dogs!
In Po's eyes, as long as he could achieve his goal, even if he had to cover the entire Great Wasteland, so what? He was the pride of the heavens, the child of the heavens. These people were destined to be his stepping stones.
"Yes, but I'm afraid it can only destroy a few million people at most," Yuwen Tao said. After all, the mountain path was only so long. It would be full by the time a few million people came up.
"Don't worry. When the explosion happens, there will be people stepping on each other. Killing each other is the best result," Po said.
"En." Yuwen Tao nodded.
The final battle was finally about to begin.
They were the only ones allowed to have three cauldrons in the Great Wilderness. The rest deserved to die.
This was Po's character.
In the dungeon.
Xiatian lay there while A Madman sat there. He didn't hit him but seemed to be looking at something.
"Old A Madman, what are you looking at?" Asked Xiatian. A few days ago, he was almost beaten to death by A Madman. At that time, he didn't understand, but later he realized that Old A Madman must have discovered Po's arrival. That's why he beat him so heavily. This wasn't to kill him, but to protect him. If his injuries were completely healed, that would be the time of his death.
Po would definitely not allow him to recover.
Since thinking about this matter, Xiatian no longer complained about A Madman.
"How many people have you killed at most at one time?" Surprisingly, A Madman didn't hit Xiatian. Instead, he looked at Xiatian and asked.
"I don't remember, but I should have killed a few hundred people," Xiatian said.
"I've killed three billion people at most at one time," A Madman said.
"Three billion." When he heard this number, Xiatian was shocked. This was too terrifying. Even if three billion people were to put their heads in front of him, he would still be able to chop them off.
"Don't be so surprised. I'm definitely not the one who killed the most people in the Spirit World," A Madman said.
"There are people who killed more people than you?" Xiatian said, puzzled.
"If it's a one-time kill, it should be me. But if it's accumulated, I'm definitely not the one," A Madman said.
"How did you kill so many people? Aren't you afraid of retribution? "Xiatian asked in surprise.
"Isn't this considered retribution?" A Madman looked at Xiatian and asked with a smile.
"Err, how long have you been locked up?" Xiatian asked.
"I don't remember, but there should have been eight owners here. Each of them has been in here for about two to three hundred years," A Madman said.
"One for two to three hundred years. Eight for three to four hundred years. You have lived for over two thousand years," Xiatian said in shock.
"What is there to be surprised about? As long as I don't want to die, I can live for another two thousand years without a problem," A Madman said.
"What kind of monster are you?" Xiatian looked at A Madman in shock. "I'm not a monster.
Back then, there were many experts like me in the Spirit World. Later, they went somewhere. I don't remember where they went, but none of them returned. They should have all died. Since then, the number of people who could cultivate to my level became fewer and fewer. "A Madman had been locked up for too long. He could no longer remember the names of the places.
"Holy shit!" Xiatian looked at A Madman again. Although A Madman's words were simple, what he meant was that those who were as strong as him or stronger than him were all dead. He was the strongest person in the Spirit World.
This was too shocking.
"Kid, you are pitifully weak in my eyes," A Madman said.
"Of course. How many years have you lived? I am only 19 years old this year. It has only been a little more than a year since I started cultivating." After hearing A Madman's words, Xiatian's arrogance rose.
The days when he was not beaten up were very good. However, Xiatian also understood that A Madman might go crazy at any moment. He was afraid that he would not be spared.
"Oh, not bad," A Madman said casually.
"What do you mean not bad? What was your level of strength when you were my age?" Xiatian asked unconvinced.
"You won't understand even if I tell you because my level is different from yours," A Madman said.
"Oh, that's right. You have lived for thousands of years. I have another question that I am very curious about." Xiatian looked at A Madman very seriously. "How do you know Chinese?"
"What is Chinese? Is it a language? The entire Spirit World uses this language. It's just that the words used by the tribes are different, "A Madman said.
Tribes!
When he heard these two words, Xiatian finally believed that A Madman had lived for thousands of years. Because there were no tribes in the outside world, only cities.
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