In the world of immortal cultivation where martial arts is the most respected, Zhu Riming, who has the cultivation level of the God Transformation Stage, naturally says whatever he wants. What's more, these Buddhist children in front of him are really despair dogs and have no fighting spirit at all.

On the one hand, if I don’t go to hell, who will go to hell? On the other hand, as long as Zhu Riming takes them to charge, it is clear that it is two words: "fear of death."

Once Buddhist monks have survived the Nascent Soul Heavenly Tribulation, the Hedao monks are still somewhat the same.

They are all the pursuit of long-lasting vision and freedom.

What is saving sentient beings is just a saying when their cultivation is low, and maybe they don’t even believe it themselves.

When the Nascent Soul Stage is almost always human spirits. If you want them to charge in the battle, the best way is to fight with the wind and beat the dogs in the water. Naturally, you will be full of energy and rush to the top.

The two armies fought, but their morale was the only one.

After some discussion with the Buddhist monks present, the Buddhist monks present had decided to hold a oath-taking meeting here three months later.

The oath is irreconcilable with the Shura clan!

I vow that I will not go to hell, who will go to hell?

Vow to charge forward and never retreat.

I vow to be broken jade rather than to be a complete one!

During these three months, they will try their best to find Buddhist students and gather all Buddhist spiritual monks here.

At that time, they will join the Dongsheng Dao Sect and the Confucian Sect to save the people of the world and form a powerful human legion.

And this legion Jiang and the Shura tribe are in harmony and will never stop until death.

Zhu Riming turned into a sword rainbow and flew away in the sky, and in an instant he came to the clouds.

Above the clouds, three sword boats are arranged in a font shape.

Zhu Riming landed on the ship in the center and said to the three top human sword cultivators waiting on the ship: "I have found those Buddhist children who have been dispersed by the Shura clan. They are now hiding in the valley of Wangchen Mountain."

"Take it seriously!" The phantom of the true Lord Li Jian showed a look of surprise.

"Fellow Daoist Qianqiu is really amazing. He really knows how to calculate numbers and predict the past and future. I have been studying star calculation for a hundred years. I can't calculate it as accurately as Fellow Daoist Qianqiu. I really admire it." The phantom transformed by the flying sword of the Star Sword True Lord said to Zhu Riming in admiration.

The Zhenjun of Feng Jian glanced at the man in front of him. This guy named Zhu Zishan was indeed beyond her expectations.

Zhu Zishan was originally a wild boar demon. Although Senior Brother Li Jian had long said that this pig had extraordinary understanding and had su wisdom, and was most likely to be the reincarnation of the truth, the true king of Feng Jian still had prejudice against him.

Some rumors came to her ears, saying that a hundred years ago, the stone tablet of Zhuzishan Immortal did not exist at all, and there was only a wild boar monster full of energy.

The theory of the immortal stone tablet was just made up by those female cultivators who got the advantage.

Although this incident has not been confirmed, after hearing this, Zhenjun Feng Jian had great prejudice against Zhu Zishan.

Decades ago, the Zhenjun of Fengjian brought his disciple Lu Chuanfeng to the desert. Zhu Zishan actually looked at him with obscene eyes. Zhenjun of Fengjian was furious and broke his sword light into Zhu Riming's eyes. Silver liquid flowed out of his eyes and then recovered.

He has a vast body of immortality.

Brave and fearlessness can use divination techniques to accurately find the weaknesses of the Shura clan and easily kill a great Shura king.

It is said that Zhu Zishan is not the reincarnation of a true immortal, and even the Zhenjun of Phoenix Sword himself does not believe it.

"Dare you ask if the True Lord Qianqiu can use the divination technique to calculate the final victory or defeat of our human race and the Shura race?" True Lord Feng Jian asked.

Hearing this.

Zhu Riming was silent for a moment.

Destiny cannot point to the monks in the God Transformation Stage, let alone the survival of this world, which is impossible to count.

But confidence and morale will eventually determine the outcome.

Zhu Riming said after a long time of silence: "The energy in this world is not over yet, and the Shura clan will not be able to win!"

"The human race will inevitably survive and will not become extinct in this catastrophe. However, whether the human race lives standing or kneeling after this catastrophe depends on us and everyone!"

"There is no unchanging fate in this world. My destiny is by me and not by heaven. The same is true for this world!"

Zhu Zishan's understanding of fate is definitely far better than that of the three sword cultivators of the human race. After hearing Zhu Riming's explanation, the three sword cultivators of the human race, thousands of miles away, fell into silence.

This world has not been exhausted, which gives them enough confidence, but the human race may become servants of the Shura clan, but it makes them feel an unspeakable sense of urgency.

"We are going to visit the Confucian Sect and invite the Saint Tianhao, who was at the peak of the late stage of the God Transformation, to lead the Confucian monks to fight against the Shura clan." Zhu Riming said with a serious look on his face.

"It is not a battle to go to the Zong Sheng Confucian Sect. There is no need to bring a sword formation. The other magic weapons and flying swords can be returned here." said the True Lord of Li Jian.

"You can divide the troops into two groups." Zhenjun Feng Jian nodded and said.

"That's right... bring these six iron mace magic weapons of the Shura clan back to Tianjian Mountain, and we will take a cloud boat to the Confucian Sect of Sect." Zhu Riming arranged for it.

The three human sword cultivators nodded, and Zhu Riming placed six Shura magic weapons on another cloud boat.

The flying sword of the Fengjian Zhenjun and the Xingjian Zhenjun were accompanied by two other sword boats to return, while Zhu Riming and Li Jian Zhenjun took an empty sword boat toward the Zongsheng Confucian Sect.

at the same time.

Zhu Zishan and the businesswoman, who had positioned their incarnation, rode the black wind dragon again, turning into a tornado toward the Sect Sheng Confucian Sect.

...

The continent of bitter sea.

Moon plain.

Puya was very anxious these days because she was afraid that the white-clothed female cultivator in the God Transformation Stage would suddenly appear.

Once she suddenly appears in the center of the Shura army, her identity will definitely be exposed.

Because during this period, several great Shura kings were by her side.

As long as the woman in white appears and asks her about the Shura clan, she will undoubtedly die.

However, what Puya didn't expect was the contact person arranged by his master Zhu Zishan.

The woman in white has never appeared.

Master Zhu Zishan is indeed calm!

I hope she won't come, at least not appear before the ritual disaster, otherwise she, the servant of the Shura clan, would have been treated with extremely cruel means by the Shura clan.

At this time, Puya was wearing a blood-colored robe and stood with many reincarnation cultivators, forming a circle beside a huge blood pool. Every time they walked around, they stood still and shouted to the sky.

"Shura is immortal, immortal!"

Every heart-wrenching cry can touch the mutated river of reincarnation and inspire an unspeakable mysterious force.

The people who presided over the ceremony were the ugly-looking King Che of the Great Shura and the beautiful-looking demon of the Great Freedom.

They stood on the high platforms at both ends of the blood pool, each chanting mysterious words.

That is the secret spell of the Shura clan...

With loud chanting, and with Shura's immortality and immortality, repeated shouts.

The regular round blood pool suddenly boiled, and six snow-white palms, built like marble, actually stretched out from the boiling blood pool.

In the shouts, in the prayer...

A great Shura King, whose three-headed and six-arm aura reached the peak of the late stage of the God Transformation, slowly crawled out of the blood pool.

Except for not wearing a golden crown on his head, he did not hold six iron maces in his hand.

He is exactly the same as the King of Tribulation who was killed by Zhu Zishan.

The power of the Tribulation King is resurrected intact!
Chapter completed!