"He must be in a lot of pain right now!"
Staring at Wutian, who seemed to have gone mad, Xian Bitong murmured in her heart. There was a trace of pity and pity in her beautiful eyes, but it was hidden so well that even the three elders did not notice it.
"Haha, he is so sad for a group of ordinary people. Even if he has the Heaven Destroyer Battle Body, it will be difficult for him to become a great person." The old man in white shook his head and smiled. His words and actions were all cold and ruthless.
The big man in white laughed and said, "Second Brother, you are wrong. Even rotten wood has its own meaning, let alone the Heaven Destroyer Battle Body. Although Wutian is extremely stupid, his future achievements will definitely not be lower than ours. Therefore, this time, no matter what, we have to eliminate him."
The middle-aged Confucian slowly waved his folding fan and nodded. "That makes sense. From the Antiquity Age until now, those with the Heaven Destroyer Battle Body who did not die prematurely were at least Deities. This is a War Clan that even Deities are afraid of. Once we offend them, we have to eliminate them to avoid future troubles."
Suddenly, a desolate sadness rushed up to the sky like a flood and a ferocious beast. A big hole was blasted in the sky!
Suddenly, a hurricane tore the sky, and angry clouds surged like a tide. It was like the omen of an Antiquity Age ferocious beast. The momentum was extremely shocking!
Xian Bitong's jade-like hand, which was holding the wine cup, trembled. The middle-aged Confucian closed his folding fan. The big man in white and the old man in white sat up straight and looked at Wutian together with shock and horror in their eyes!
How sad, sorrowful, and sad did he have to be to give birth to such a terrible sadness?
"May I ask, what did they do wrong to deserve such a punishment?"
Suddenly, Wutian raised his head to the sky and let out a long cry. Even his voice was hoarse and hoarse. Blood spurted out from his eyes like a fountain. The sadness in his body seemed to be endless. Not only did it drown the Eastern Region, but even the people in the Western Region could feel it clearly.
At this moment, no matter where they were, they could not help but shed tears of sadness.
"Brother, what are you going through? Why is this sadness even stronger than when Sister Chu Yiyan died? "
Shishi whispered as tears streamed down her cheeks. She felt an inexplicable pain in her heart. Unknowingly, she even began to burn her life force and ran as fast as lightning. The distance between her and Sikong Yanran's group grew wider and wider.
Sikong Yanran and the others were the same. Their hearts felt as if they had been stabbed by a knife. Tears blurred their eyes and everything became hazy. They did not even notice that Shi Shi had already disappeared from their sight. They were in a daze.
…
"What the hell happened? Why is Wutian so grief-stricken?"
In the Heaven and Earth Battlefield, Stone Tablet didn't understand and instructed, "Di Tian, Ye Tian, the two of you have cultivated for hundreds of years and have reached the first stage. It is time to meet up with Wutian. Bring one of my clones. Let's hope that we can make it in time."
The phantom of a stone tablet appeared and merged into Di Tian's body.
"We understand. Father, take care." The two of them bowed and flew away on the Fire Kirin and Green Eyed Eagle.
"Sadness can be transmitted to the body of the False God through the divine restriction and seal. I can feel it. Wutian, what are you facing? But I believe that no matter what setbacks you encounter, you will be able to walk out of it with determination. Because you are the only opponent that I, Li Tian, respect. "
A low voice also sounded from the False God's petrified body.
…
Sadness! It spread in all directions!
The entire Graveyard of Gods and Devils fell into a mournful cry!
Even the people of the West Region could feel it, let alone Shan Youde and the others.
Although they were restrained by the pressure and couldn't shout out the pain in their hearts, tears of sadness flowed out of their eyes.
Even the three clan elders with high cultivation bases couldn't help but fall into a daze when they heard the incomparably sorrowful cries and felt the sorrow that could cause tears to fall from their eyes.
Xian Bitong sighed and said, "It seems that the enmity between the God Race and Wutian is irreconcilable."
"You are right. From today onwards, I, Wutian, will be irreconcilable with the God Race. We will fight to the death!" Wutian suddenly raised his head and looked at her. His blood-red eyes were extremely cold. At this moment, Xian Bitong's heart trembled, and she couldn't help but feel cold all over.
What shocked her even more was that as soon as Wutian finished speaking, a deep purple oath seal fell from the sky and merged with the top of Wutian's head.
"Oath seal! I didn't expect him to say a blood oath! "Xian Bitong's beautiful eyes suddenly burst out with strong killing intent!
Because once the oath seal appeared, Wutian and the God Race would definitely fight to the death. There would be no room for negotiation.
This kind of person must be killed!
Wutian acted as if he didn't see it and looked directly at Shan Youde and the others.
The originally crowded void was now left with only Shan Youde and the other two elders, the Lower Profound Saint couple, Taishi Thunder King and the other city lords, and their families, including the grandson of the Upper Profound Saint.
Qiu Yu and Qiu Xin were protected by Jun Haotian. The middle-aged Confucian thought they were Wutian's friends and luckily escaped death.
Behind these people, all the law enforcers and practitioners were dead. Only a few hundred ordinary people were left. This meant that except for the practitioners in the various battlefields and the Western Region, everyone in the Eastern Region had been killed!
Similarly, Shan Youde and the others had been looking at him. Although they couldn't speak, their eyes expressed everything. They were scolding him for being a fool and for coming to die.
As for the hundreds of ordinary people, their faces were pale, and their eyes were empty. Even when they looked at Wutian, there was no hope in their eyes.
Obviously, they had been scared out of their wits by the middle-aged Confucian's cruel methods. Their bodies and minds were drowned in despair, and they couldn't tolerate anything else!
On the other side, Xian Bitong and the three elders were also discussing in secret.
Xian Bitong asked, "Uncles, what should we do?"
The old man in white said, "If we kill Wutian, the Star Realm will really shatter. Then, we can't kill him. The Divine Tree is the lifeline of the God Race. During the Desolate Era, when the Divine Tree was still around, there were dozens of Gods in the God Race. After the Divine Tree disappeared, the strength of the God Race plummeted. Now, we don't even have a Great Emperor. So, we can't let anything happen to the Divine Tree."
The burly man in white said, "What if it's just his side of the story and there's no such thing? Then, won't we be fooled? I think it's better to cripple him first. "
"Third Brother, this method won't work now."
The middle-aged Confucian shook his head and said, "The death of these ants has completely enraged Wutian. When Wutian first appeared, I checked the Star Realm, and all the people inside were gone. He must have been afraid of implicating them, so he sent them out of the Star Realm in advance. So, I guess Wutian came here with the determination to die. If we cripple his cultivation, it's very likely that he will have the idea of self-destructing, exploding his body and shattering the Star Realm."
"That's reasonable."
The old man in white nodded and said, "I have an idea. I guess those people who were sent out of the Star Realm by Wutian will definitely not let Wutian come here to die. They will definitely come to help. Third Brother, you go to the Western Domain now and capture some of Wutian's close relatives."
"Second Brother, you want to force him to hand over the divine tree?" The burly man in white doubtfully asked.
The old man in white sneered, "Yes, the people behind us are the first threat. If we kill them all and Wutian is still unwilling to hand over the divine tree, then the people you capture will be the second threat. I don't believe that he can remain indifferent in the face of the death of his close relatives."
"Right, capture those ants on the battlefield while you're at it. If Wutian still doesn't hand over the divine tree, then we'll turn the Graveyard of Gods and Devils into a real tomb," the old man in white added.
"Second Brother, if we really do this, then the mysterious person who saved Wutian in the Sea of Death will definitely not sit idly by," the middle-aged Confucian said worriedly.
"Fourth Brother, you're worrying too much. If that mysterious person is still here, then he would have already made a move when you massacred millions of ants in Beixuan City a month ago," the old man in white said indifferently.
"Second Brother, you're saying that the mysterious person has already left?" The middle-aged Confucian was overjoyed.
"There's a ninety-nine percent chance." The old man in white nodded.
"Good, then let's do that. I'll make a trip to the Western Divine Region." The burly man in white sneered and disappeared without any warning.
Seeing that, Wutian's pupils shrank. He didn't know what the burly man wanted to do, but he had a bad premonition in his heart.
"Could it be that he thinks there aren't enough people here and wants to capture the others on the battlefield?" Wutian was startled. The more he thought about it, the more certain he became.
The middle-aged Confucian looked at Wutian and indifferently said, "I'll give you a chance. Hand over the Heavenspan Divine Tree and the Star Realm to me, and I guarantee that I'll let everyone live."
"Mercilessly massacring millions of ordinary people? Do you think I'll still believe you when you use such a cruel method?" Wutian said expressionlessly, but his mind was running wildly. In the end, he couldn't find a way, not even half a feasible way.
The old man in white didn't give him any extra time to think. He said, "How about this? Just return the Heavenspan Divine Tree to us and give up the Star Realm. Wutian, this is my biggest concession. If you're still not satisfied, I'm afraid none of Shan Youde and the others will survive."
"Return it to you?" Wutian was amused. He sneered and said, "It wasn't easy for me to make the Heavenspan Divine Tree sprout. What does it have to do with your Divine Clan? What right do you have to say the word 'return'? "
The old man in white said indifferently, "The Heavenspan Divine Tree is the divine object of the Divine Clan. This was a fact that everyone knew in the Antiquity Age. Whether you made the Heavenspan Divine Tree reborn or not, it won't change anything. Please don't talk nonsense. My patience is limited."
Wutian raised his eyebrows.
However, just as he raised his eyebrows, the middle-aged Confucian decisively made his move. The hundreds of ordinary people behind Shan Youde and the others were instantly splattered with blood on the spot. They didn't even have time to scream. This cruel method was simply outrageous!
What made Wutian furious was that after doing all this, the middle-aged Confucian gently clapped his hands and said, "This is the price you have to pay for your hesitation!"
Wutian closed his eyes and clenched his fists. He roared in his heart, "I have to endure. I have to endure. Otherwise, everyone here will be killed. So many people have already died. I can't let any more die …"
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