"It's because I'm so obsessed with him that no one else notices it. I always feel that if I get rid of this serious problem, I can sit back and relax. With such paranoia, I've actually fallen behind!"

After listening to his words, Donghuang Haoyuan just snorted and said lightly: "The matter has come to this, there is no turning back! Even though the destiny of heaven has been lost, we have been planning for many years, and now there is only one last step left. As long as you

If you deal with it carefully, you can still become an ancestor!"

"Without the destiny of heaven, I would not be able to monitor the entire Antarctic Immortal Continent." Emperor Zang Tian narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Then cut the mess with a sharp sword! Launch the big formation quickly, success or failure depends on this!" Donghuang Haoyuan shouted loudly.

Emperor Burial's expression changed again and again, and finally nodded slowly.

"The first priority is to recuperate and restore me to my best condition!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Burial Emperor waved his sleeves.

I saw the surge of magic power and the overwhelming demonic energy, which instantly dispersed the vast white clouds in the "Daluo Cave Sky" and restored this space to its original appearance.

There was chaos all around, and all space vortices were forcibly closed, then turned into breeze and slowly dissipated.

At this moment, the millions of monks in Nanxuan have almost left, but there are still thousands of people stranded in this space.

Emperor Zangtian made a move with his hand, and these thousands of people flew into the air involuntarily and flew towards his location.

For a moment, everyone was suspended in front of the Burial Emperor.

A strange scene appeared. Looking around, these monks who had no time to enter the vortex were all monks from Luotian Mountain, without exception!

Even the three venerables Xuan Ye, Fu Hu, and Fu Hai are among them!

These people were suspended in mid-air, seemingly bound by an invisible force and unable to move. They could only look at the Emperor Burying Heaven with horrified eyes.

"Nothing surprising."

The Burial Emperor smiled slightly: "All of you are just a batch of blood food that I raised, and now it's time to enjoy it."

After speaking, point with your hand.

Thousands of monks in Luotian Mountain all swelled up at this moment, as if they were bubbles floating in the air.

Even the three deities of Luo Tian are no exception.

Venerable Fuhu's eyes widened, with a look of disbelief on his face.

He felt that his whole body was congested and his skin was red. A strange force appeared from his Dantian and soon dominated his body!

"How could this be? This power seems to come from the origin of my Buddhism!"

Fuhu was horrified and could not understand it until his death.

He didn't understand that the fundamentals of Buddhism that he had worked hard to cultivate for many years actually had a side that even he didn't know about.

That's pure magic!

"ah!"

With a scream, Venerable Fuhu's body exploded and turned into a thick mist of blood.

Not only him, but all the monks in Luotian Mountain self-destructed at this moment, and the air was filled with blood mist, mixed with the essence of the true spirit and the soul, exuding a strong fragrance.

The Burial Emperor smelled it, then opened his mouth and took a big breath, sucking in all the blood mist like a wind and a cloud.

“Delicious!”

There was a trace of intoxication on his face, and his eyes were slightly narrowed, as if he was enjoying himself.

His originally pale face gradually turned rosy, and his body's breath quickly recovered.

"not enough!"

The Burial Emperor suddenly opened his eyes, with a trace of greed on his face!

"After all, these small fish and shrimps are just appetizers, and you still need to eat them as a meal to satisfy your hunger."

Thinking of this, he waved his sleeves and cleared away the chaotic void nearby.

Below, I saw a fat monk lying on his back on the sand dune. His eyes were white, his mouth was drooling, his limbs could no longer move, and his breath was vague.

This person is the mountain owner of Luotian Mountain, a once world-famous Buddhist holy monk, he is really like a god!

"Haha, after supporting me for so many years, now it's time for you to play your role."

The Burial Emperor smiled slightly and also pointed with his hand.

Zhenru Tianzun's body quickly turned into blood, and the huge holy energy condensed into a fist-sized relic.

Immediately afterwards, three rays of rays of light flew out, representing the essence, blood, soul, and true spirit respectively, all of which merged into the relic, causing its golden light to flourish.

The Burial Emperor stretched out his hand, and the relic came into his hands. He then threw it into his mouth and began to chew it carefully.

"Gulu!"

With a swallowing sound, the relic that condensed all the essence of Zhenru Tianzun was swallowed by him.

In an instant, the Burial Emperor's beard and hair were flying, his face became extremely rosy, and even his white hair gradually turned into black.

After a while, the Burial Emperor opened his eyes leisurely.

The aura on his body has returned to its original state, but his hair is half white and half black. It seems that his foundation has been damaged and cannot be repaired easily.

"It's a pity that Linghu Bai's 'Qing Ming Xin' is so powerful that I couldn't fully recover even if I ate the entire Luotian Mountain," the Burying Emperor murmured to himself.

As soon as he finished speaking, Donghuang Haoyuan's voice came from his chest: "If you want to become an ancestor, you must be in a perfect state! Now that you have lost your destiny and the ability to monitor the world, you should not act outside. You should hurry up

Return to Tiangong City to retreat and recuperate!"

"Of course I know."

Emperor Zangtian frowned and said: "It is precisely because I have lost the ability to monitor the world that I am afraid of Linghu Bai, fearing that he may have some back-up plans."

"Don't think too much." Donghuang Haoyuan interrupted him: "As long as you can return to full strength before the day of sacrifice, you can activate the formation. By then you will be the tenth ancestor! One is dead!

How can someone like you still shake you?"

After hearing this, the Buried Emperor shook his head.

"You are too careless. Linghu Bai's plans are interconnected. I guess even though he is dead, his plan is not over yet."

Having said this, I paused for a moment and remembered that among the thousands of whirlpools I had just seen, there seemed to be one that stood out from the rest.

Suddenly, Emperor Burying Heaven seemed to understand something, and his eyes flashed with light.

"Ghost prison!"

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