The impact and motivation of Xie Tian's words were unparalleled.
The expressions of the originally anxious crowd suddenly turned solemn, as if they were facing a great enemy against the invasion of the demonic flames.
Motivation was like a kick. You could ignite it, but you couldn't be sure in which direction it would fly.
Fortunately, Xie Tian had chosen the right time. Under his motivation, the people of the Nine Regions had been tempered by the series of great changes.
Seeing the reaction of the crowd, Xie Tian was very gratified.
While gratified, he was also very vigilant.
According to his usual attitude of underestimating himself, the crowd was a group of people who couldn't even sense the aura of the extraterrestrial battlefield.
Moreover, they didn't have the military seal of the Black Cliff Army, nor did they have a strange formation that could greatly reduce the invasion of the demonic flames.
Therefore, this was the first time that the crowd had really faced the demonic flames. Xie Tian was extremely cautious. Compared to the demonic flames that the others had encountered for the first time in their lives, it was not even one-hundred-thousandth.
But because of this one-hundred-thousandth difference, the crowd's performance was still inferior to Xie Tian from two hundred years ago.
He even found that, except for Wu Shang and the six Heaven's Prides of Nine Regions, the other top Immortal Venerables of the Nine Regions seemed to be on the verge of collapse because of the distortion of the three selves.
After thinking about it, even though he was very reluctant, he still chanted the scriptures in a gentle and warm voice.
The scriptures were still the most unforgettable Three Dustless Scriptures.
Only these three scriptures had the power to calm the monstrous desires of the crowd, soothe their hearts, and alleviate the pain of the three selves being distorted.
Seeing this scene, Mo Xiao laughed.
"Are you really going to wait until you understand the great formation before you make your move?"
"Or else?"
"I have no problem with you being more cautious with him." Mo Xiao used this sentence to express the importance he attached to Xie Tian. But then he said, "But it's this group of ants that formed the military formation that you can't understand. Do you have to do this?"
"So what if they're ants?" Mo Ta smiled. "Haven't you heard of the saying that something rotten can be turned into something magical? If it's not the formation of ants, how can it show its strength? "
Mo Xiao disapproved of this. He felt that Mo Tuo had overestimated the importance he placed on Xie Tian.
However, he did not know that the reason Mo Ta was like this was because he had developed an extraordinary interest in Xie Tian.
"If you can really make use of these ants to set up the Demon Slaying Formation, I really have to express my admiration for you …"
The tempering of the demonic flames only lasted for an hour.
When Xie Tian withdrew the devilish flames, everyone felt as if they had been granted amnesty, and they were in an incomparably sorry state, as if they had been fished out of boiling water.
"Very good." Xie Tian smiled.
Everyone immediately became happy.
"Come here three times a day from now on."
"F * ck, it can't be!" The sapling's eyes were brimming with tears. "Can we discuss this? Just once is enough. We are not animals like you. Do you have to do this …"
To the surprise of the sapling and the others, Xie Tian did not object to this.
"Once? Alright … "After thinking for a while, he smiled and said," Then let's do it once a day for four hours each time. "
"F * ck!"
"Sapling, you idiot!"
"Beat him up!"
… …
After another half a month, everyone saw fewer and fewer battles between the Black Cliff army and the demons.
When Xie Tian sensed the faint aura of Rakshasa, he knew that they might have passed through a certain part of the Black Cliff battlefield and arrived at the battlefield that belonged to Rakshasa and the demons.
He casually glanced at the sky, then followed the direction he sensed from Rakshasa's blood essence and changed direction.
Three days later, he inexplicably sensed a battle that was already halfway through.
Before he waved his hand to form an image, Xie Tian first released a wisp of demonic flames so that everyone could watch the battle while being attacked by the demonic flames.
The battle was similar to what he had expected.
The blood disciples and a small number of titled blood disciples from the Burial Sea also used the seventy-two formations that they had learned from the battle between the One-Line Sky and the Dao soldiers of the Second Division to slay the demons.
The course of the battle was more or less the same. The blood disciples and titled blood disciples who were slightly stronger than the Second Division Heavenly Emperor formed a formation that was not weaker than the Black Cliff army, but they also suffered more casualties than the Black Cliff army.
The result of the battle was also not surprising.
After losing twenty percent of the blood disciples, the demon was successfully imprisoned by the Blood Spirit Reverse Refinement Array and killed by force.
"He didn't even spit out his demonic blood …"
Xie Tian softly muttered when he saw this.
He would never forget the first time he had watched the battle two hundred years ago. Mo Shi, whom he had snatched away, had used a mouthful of demonic blood to break through the ultimate transformation of the Blood Spirit Reverse Refinement Formation, then turned around and chased after him.
While this scene further solidified his guess, it also made him even more certain that he had been targeted by the demons.
"How do you feel?" Xie Tian suppressed his thoughts and turned around to ask.
"It's too, too tragic!"
"I thought that Rakshasa would be stronger than cultivators, but how could it be like this?!"
"Hey, hey, hey, can't you use your sympathy on yourselves?! The two-hour Demonic Flame Trial has already passed. This hour is just an extra meal for him! "
… …
Next, he naturally continued to watch the battle.
While Xie Tian was leading his people to watch the battle at the Burial Sea Battlefield, he was still risking his life to complete the military order, thus avoiding the old emperor? Barium sodium chalk groove neon sakura? That's bad? Pine-Shaped bug??? Mu Wei?
"Demon, quietly sneaking into the Phaseless Formation beyond Heaven …"
He repeated the information that the veteran at the entrance of the camp had inadvertently revealed to him. Emperor Millet, who had successfully survived in the outer realm for more than two hundred years, felt that this was as strange as it could get.
Like Xie Tian, he also felt that there was an even more unpredictable possibility hidden behind this battlefield.
But because of this …
"A change in the battle situation that has never happened in countless years, why did it suddenly happen? This is simply impossible … hmm? "
When he thought of the word "impossible", he thought of another person who could represent the word "impossible", Xie Tian.
Instantly!
Emperor Millet's heart pounded!
"It should be him …"
As he took a deep breath, his thoughts moved like lightning.
At a certain moment, his gaze suddenly focused as if he had made a decision. He immediately walked out of the cave abode and prepared to ask the dozens of soldiers who had encountered this incident.
However, what made him depressed was that these dozens of soldiers had actually all died in the recent months of battle.
"There seems to be one alive …"
"Who is it? Where is he? "
… …
Fortunately, Emperor Millet finally found the only surviving soldier.
However, this soldier was not far from death.
Finally, he spent a total of eight hundred military merits and finally learned the details of the battle that caused the great change.
"Sneaking into the Phaseless Formation beyond Heaven without a sound …"
"The battle continued for only thirty breaths …"
"In the end, the demon spoke mockingly, and the soldiers fled …"
… …
"The demon actually did not chase and let them go … hehe …"
Emperor Millet, who was standing outside the cave abode, suddenly laughed. Then, he turned to look at the cave abode behind him and bowed.
"Thank you, have a safe journey."
After bowing, Son of Heaven Mi left.
Just as he left, another person walked out from the cave abode he was in. It was the person who had almost blinded Son of Heaven Mi.
? Generation? Who is Lang? Sword of Emblems? Lagoon Mediate? Huan Lian?? Mail Yu Yong Yun Yun Gang Jing Mou Jiao School? To cut and cut.
"It should be for the successor of the Evil Emperor who allowed you to use the Divine Palace to forcefully refine the Omniscient Fate Stone …"
Just as he was about to nod in agreement with his own conjecture, his eyebrows suddenly twitched.
"In that case, the devil who snuck into the Phaseless Formation is the successor of the Evil Emperor?"
After a full ten days, the Son of Heaven finally left the camp with his large group and entered the foreign battleground.
The veteran outside the camp wanted to say something but hesitated.
He really wanted to tell Son of Heaven Shu that the large teams that had recently entered the extraterritorial battlefield to slay demons were all used as cannon fodder by the Demon Slaying Branch Palace …
But just as Son of Heaven Mu's figure was about to disappear and he was about to stop him …
? Bail? Stubborn? Huanshan? Relief? Uranium? Concrete Leap??
This cold wind not only made him shut his mouth tightly, but it also made him feel an incomparable chill.
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