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Chapter 1616

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Jiang Nan and Mother Yuan left. On the battlefield, Reincarnation Dao Master, Zhonghe Dao Master, Rahu Demon Lord, Qian Yuan, Taiyi, and Fu Shi were all engaged in a fierce battle!

There were not many experts in the Dao Lord Palace. There were about two thousand Heavenly Lords and sixty-two Dao Lords, but the Kinzun Immortals numbered in the hundreds of millions.

However, this fierce battle couldn't be decided by the number of people.

Although the number of people in the Dao Lord Palace was small, a large number of Lords of Heaven were Chaotic Lords of Heaven. Among the Dao Lords and Dao Masters, many of them were Dao Masters who had lived in the Dao Lord Palace for generations. There were also Chaotic Dao Masters like Luo Hou, Zhong Tian, and Spiritual Lady. There were also Great Grandmasters who were as famous as Ancestor Qiankun.

Therefore, it would not be easy for the Kinzun Sect to win this battle!

Moreover, the Kinzun Dao Lords had suffered a great loss in the battle with the Great Luo Tian. Thirty or forty Dao Lords and Dao Lords had died, and the Heavenly Lords had suffered heavy casualties. As for the Immortal Lords, Immortal Kings, and Genuine Immortals, there were even more casualties.

Even so, the Kinzun Dao Lords and Dao Lords still had the upper hand in terms of numbers, and the number of Heavenly Lords exceeded that of the Dao Lord Palace.

More importantly, Di Lin's Three Thousand Great Ways had turned into Primordial Spiritual Treasures. Each Dao Lord and Dao Lord had one, and more than two thousand Heavenly Lords had one. Therefore, the Kinzun Sect still had a greater chance of winning this battle.

If Jiang Nan had not taken Yuanshi away, the Luo Tian Sect would have been able to unite the Great Luo Tian Sect and wipe out the Kinzun Sect. Then, they could slaughter the Great Luo Tian Sect. But now, the Dao Lord Palace was having a hard time.

Death was happening all the time on the battlefield. Even the powerful Dao Lords and Dao Lords were in danger of dying. Even if they had Primordial Spiritual Treasures, their efforts would be in vain!

The number of immortals who died in this fierce battle was innumerable. Heavenly Lords, Dao Lords, and Dao Sovereigns also fell one after another. With the catastrophe at hand, no one would hold back and fight for a chance of survival for themselves.

Jiang Nan and Mother Yuan looked from afar, and Mother Yuan could not help but feel pity for them. She sighed and said, "If these existences were placed in any prehistoric era, I'm afraid they would be extraordinary figures. But now, they can only struggle to survive in the murderous calamity …"

Jiang Nan took out the Yuanshi Da Luo Sword and shook it lightly. The Da Luo Sword expanded rapidly and turned into a towering Yuanshi Luo Tian. He shook his head and said, "Mother Yuan, if we don't fight now, we won't be able to survive when the final calamity of Quietus descends. It's better for others to die than to die yourself. If you die because you're not strong enough, you can't blame others. "

All of the Great Luo Tian cultivators and living beings of the Three Realms emerged and looked around, feeling like they had just survived a disaster.

If Jiang Nan did not take away the Great Luo Tian and put them into the sword, how many of them would have survived?

The Great Luo Tian was silent, so quiet that it was a little scary.

Some soldiers were wiping the blood off their treasures, some were washing the blood off their bodies by the river, some were cleaning the corpses on the ground, and some were walking around, looking for familiar faces and loved ones with hope.

Some of the immortals were busy healing the injured, while the commanders of the various armies were doing headcount. Everyone was busy.

After a while, the sounds gradually increased. There were the cries of the injured, the cries of those who fell to the ground and died. There were also the cries of those who found their loved ones and cried tears of joy. There were also those who found only cold corpses.

Some were kneeling, numb, and some were crying, heartbroken.

The commanders of the armies finished their headcount and reported to the Heavenly Monarchs, who then reported to the Dao Lords. Finally, Patriarch Qiankun stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Celestial Lord, 17 Dao Lords and Dao Lords died, 1,500 Heavenly Monarchs died, 42,000 Immortal Monarchs died, and Immortal Kings …"

Jiang Nan listened quietly. Suddenly, Jiang Xue stepped forward and said in a low voice, "Just now, Old Man Huan Tai died from his injuries. I sent his divine soul into the no-man's land. Father, there are only seven left in the Heavenly Gates … "

As the commander of the Great Luo Tian's Southern Keep, Old Man Huan Tai died from exhaustion.

The Dao Monarchs and Dao Sovereigns who besieged the Southern Pass knew that he was the core of the formation guarding the Southern Pass, so their attacks on him were the fiercest. In that battle, the moment the Southern Pass was breached, the Connate Dragon Horse, Kong Sheng Fei Xiong, and the others went to defend against the enemies who had invaded the Celestial Exalted Realm, and Old Man Yuan Tai was already dead.

He was in charge of the Southern Keep's formation, and if he wasn't dead, he wouldn't have let the enemies charge into the Great Luo Tian.

The reason he lasted until now was because he didn't know the Great Luo Tian's safety. Relying on his willpower, Jiang Nan reappeared the Luo Tian. Everyone was safe, but once he relaxed his willpower, he died.

Fortunately, Jiang Xue was by his side, keeping his shattered divine soul and sending it into the no-man's land.

Ten of the sixteen Dao Venerables in Heavenly Gate had died in battle, and eight of them were buried in the forbidden area. During the battle with the Mother Goddess, Wang Di had already left and could not enter the forbidden area. Xiang Kang, who had died of exhaustion at the top of the Eastern Keep, had also died forever.

Jiang Nan felt his eyes sting. He got up and sized up the living beings of the Great Luo Tian. Quite a number of faces had been lost in this battle. Morosh had died in battle, Shao Tianya had died in battle, Miaodi had died in battle, The Underworld had died, Jing Tian had died, and Ethereal Opening, who had always been very cheerful and said that Jiang Nan had a lot of ideas, had also died in battle …

Dao Of Gojoseon moved forward, covered in wounds, and said in a low voice, "Celestial Venerable, Progenitor Xuanhuang has also left. And Young Master Hao, we couldn't find his corpse … "

Jiang Nan fell silent.

The crowd saw the hair on his temples gradually turning white. It was as if he had heard that the deaths of his old friends had caused him to grow old.

Forget about the passage of time, even enemies like Di Wazun, Wuji, and Dao Kong, and even the incredibly terrifying Final Disaster of Quietus could not make this Celestial Venerable grow old.

From beginning to end, this Empyrean had the heart of a god, the fighting spirit of a god, the boundless power, and the boundless wisdom. However, the news of the deaths of his old friends had caused his indestructible Dao heart, which seemed to have never been able to show any flaws, to become old and weary.

Jiang Nan remained silent, continuing to remain silent as he strode through the Exalted Heaven.

Wherever he went, the immortals would stand up quietly and watch him. The injured warriors would also struggle to their feet. Gradually, more and more people stood up. By the river, under the trees, in front of the checkpoints, in the villages, and in the worlds of the three realms, people stood up and watched him quietly.

The master of the Great Luo Tian bore these gazes, as if he was shouldering an unimaginable burden and burden. Each step he took became heavier than the last.

He could not be wrong. He could not lose. He could not die.

If he was wrong, if he lost, if he died, then all the living beings in the Luo Tian would be reduced to ashes.

"There will still be people who will die in the following battles."

Jiang Nan's voice was hoarse, and it spread through the entire Great Luo Tian. "But I still need all of you to continue fighting, not for anything else, but for all the lives in the Thirty-three Heavens of the Three Realms!

"For those who have already died in battle, continue fighting!

"For our children who have already been born but have yet to be born, continue fighting!

"For the future of our people and ourselves, continue fighting!"

…..

Time passed, and the signs of the Immortal Dao Era crumbling became even more obvious. The beautiful rays of light from the calamity grew stronger and stronger. The continents of the Immortal Dao Era had completely crumbled, and the countless galaxies in the galaxy had long since turned into chaos.

Time and space continued collapsing. The Quietus Disaster of the Immortal Dao Era showed signs of being destroyed with ease. The speed of time passing became even more astonishing. One thousand years passed in the blink of an eye, and ten thousand years passed in the span of a breath.

The barrier between the two universes disappeared, and the Quietus Disaster of the Demonic World grew stronger than ever and began to invade the Immortal World.

Its might was so great that it sent shivers down one's spine.

The scene of the Great Shattering of Time and Space grew more and more terrifying, a sign of the end of the world.

Even before the final battle between the Kinzun branch and the Daolord Palace on the original Luo Tian Continent ended, hundreds of millions of years had passed.

As the flow of time sped up, everyone could feel a boundless pressure. At this time, the survivors could see the past from anywhere in the immortal dao universe. They could see three huge waves. The terrifying nirvanic tribulation transformed into huge waves that surged from the past to the present!

The Great Shattering of Time and Space blurred the boundary between the past and the present.

"The Daolord Palace is broken," Mother Yuan said sadly.

The Daoist Lord Palace was shattered. This was the most powerful magical treasure in history, a treasure forged from the wisdom of many eras, but it still couldn't withstand the Nirvana Calamity of the three great eras of Yuan Dao, Yuan Qi, and Yuan Tian, and was completely dissolved.

The Daolord Palace became history in the Shattering.

And those three huge waves were surging toward the three Quietus Disasters of the present!

The shadow of the tallest wave covered the entire Immortal Dao Era. It was the Quietus Disaster of the Primordial Dao Era!

At this moment, everyone could feel that they were getting closer and closer to the end of time and space. The final Quietus Disaster of incomparable despair was also getting closer and closer!

"Great Luo Tian people, prepare for war."

On the Great Luo Tian Continent, Jiang Nan took a deep breath and looked at the battlefield. The fighting there had already stopped, and both sides were running to their own sacred grounds to seek shelter.

The three huge waves were about to arrive, pressing down on the present with unstoppable momentum. Under the attack of these three waves, the Immortal Dao Era would shatter with a single slap. Apart from Celestial Venerables, no one would be able to survive.

This terrifying scene forced the Celestial Venerables to seek shelter in a safe place, no longer in the mood to continue fighting.

Both their clans had suffered heavy casualties and lost more than half of their strength. The Heavenly Lords of the Daolord Palace were all dead, leaving only a dozen or so Dao Venerables and Dao Venerables, while the Kinzun branch only had around thirty Dao Venerables and Dao Venerables left.

"Annihilate their clans!"

Expressionless, Jiang Nan pointed at the two sacred grounds and said, "For ourselves, for all living beings, we must fight for a chance of survival!"

Behind him, the remaining twenty-nine Dao Venerables of the Luo Tian stood tall. Behind them were the silent Heavenly Lords, and even more silent Immortal Lords, Immortal Kings, and True Immortals.

"Kill …" someone said in a low voice.

"Kill!" someone answered.

Thousands of voices converged into a torrent, a torrent that shook the Exalted Heaven.

"Kill!"

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