Only by understanding the general trend can we plan and control it.

But after hearing what the old priest said, Chu Yang couldn't help but have a headache.

How terrible it would be to be able to cross-border erase the existence of the strongest fourth realm?

Just thinking about it makes you feel powerless.

"Where are other fairylands?"

Chu Yang asked with an idea.

"Most of the many immortal worlds are mainly human race!" Lao Jijiu said helplessly, "But when he arrived at the battlefield of the Three Thousand Immortal Worlds, he was all enemies!"

"enemy?"

Chu Yang was confused.

"What's the specific thing? When you survive this disaster, you can find the answer yourself!"

The old priest said in a depressed tone.

Although Chu Yang said just now that he was sure to compete, he was not optimistic.

Over the past millions of years, the accumulation of the three holy courts has been too terrible, and there is also the power to kill the strongest fourth realm. How can we resist?

"Okay!" Chu Yang responded, was silent for a moment, and said, "I left it to you here, especially Xuanhuang Academy, don't be affected by the war. As for the Three Holy Courts, I'll leave it to me!"

"It's important to save your life!" Old Jijiu sighed, "You are a genius who has the potential to break your destiny. Even if you lose this time, you will still have a chance in the future. As for the human race... they should not be completely extinct. After all, most of the Three Thousand Immortal Realms are dominated by human races. From this, it is inferred that the power of our human race is absolutely extraordinary. They can only destroy the holy realm at most."

What he said was too heavy, but it was also very straightforward: As long as Chu Yang could survive, he could completely abandon the holy realm and the human race, and in the future, he would just destroy the Three Holy Courts.

This is also the unlimited high hopes that Lao Jijiu puts on Chu Yang.

As for right or wrong?

There is only choice in the world.

"Don't worry, I have to solve the troubles I caused by myself! I will leave it to you here, especially Xuanhuang Academy, and Wushi people. You can protect it and I will resist the Three Holy Courts!"

After Chu Yang said that, he left in the air and flew directly to the direction of the central region.

His power also faded rapidly and returned to the perfection of the Golden Immortal.

In the inner world, the soul of Tao hangs high in the air.

In front of him are the eight incarnations of Di Jun, Zhu Jiuyin, Di Jiang, Jumang, Zhurong, Rushou, Xuanming, and Zhulong. Although his cultivation has declined after refining, he is also a quasi-saintly powerful person and the most powerful realm.

"This kind of power is probably not enough!"

Daohun said, his body disintegrating.

He has completely merged with the inner world, is the way of heaven and the controller, regardless of whether he distinguishes himself from each other, his body collapses and can be reorganized at any time.

The light condensed, and a new body appeared again.

But this time, there was the breath of Pangu.

At the beginning, the inner world absorbed Pangu's heart and Pangu's spleen. Now, the Taoist soul condensed its body again and had a bit of Pangu's divine essence.

Even the bloodline inside is extremely similar, just like Pangu's direct bloodline, but it is impossible to build a complete Pangu's body.

"Pangu's body is a chaotic Taoist body, and it is difficult to evolve in the current inner world! Now this body is very similar to Pangu's body, which is enough!"

Dao Soul Thinks.

In his ruthless eyes, he deduced the following situations and came up with a way to deal with them.

At the same time, he left the inner world and became one with Chu Yang again.

This time, compared to the last time, the momentum has not increased, but it has a different Taoist rhyme.

The sea embraces all rivers and embraces all things, and tolerance is great.

Now the breath of Chu Yang is like cast by three thousand great roads, containing endless principles.

Over Xuanhuang City, feeling the change of Chu Yang's breath from far away, Lao Jijiu was puzzled: "What's going on with him? Golden Immortal? Supreme? What secret is hidden in him? Leaving out of thin air, where did he go? After leaving for a short time, his cultivation level skyrocketed, could it be...!"

He thought of a possibility: is there a powerful Holy Realm behind him? He has been training and training?

East China Sea Dragon Palace!

Ancient dragons looked at the central realm, and their indifferent eyes were filled with desire to devour.

"Human Clan Chu Yang, this man killed our brother Ao Gen. Should I take this opportunity to destroy Chu Yang first?"

"No! The Three Holy Court has issued the Three Holy Court and will inevitably launch a large-scale attack on the human race. We don't need to do this in one go. Besides, our dragon race is the most noble race in the heavens and all worlds, but now it is suppressed by the Three Holy Court. Especially those miscellaneous birds, who dare to act as a blessing on our heads, and the golden-winged roc, who feed on our dragon race, is the most hateful!"

"The Phoenix Clan deserves the most!"

"I hope the human race is strong enough, so let us take a look at the foundation of the Three Holy Courts. If possible... I will contact the Fire God Ancestor, Shura Ancestor, Ghost Ancestor, and those others now!"

"It's difficult, it's difficult, it's hard. The human race is weak, how can it compete with the Three Holy Courts?"

"Hasn't Feng Xiang been killed? The Phoenix Seal and the Phoenix Heaven Sword have also been lost. This is a miracle. Maybe next, that weird Chu Yang can create a greater miracle!"

"If he can severely damage the Three Holy Courts, then we will really have a chance!"

"Prepare first and wait for an opportunity to move!"

The Dragon Ancestor's thoughts moved and penetrated through the void and descended to several places.

Soon, Chu Yang arrived at the border of the Eastern Region, and further forward, he stepped into the Central Region.

Here, there are still a large number of human races, some establish cities and develop themselves, some establish dynasties, occupy one area, and some establish sects to protect one area.

This place should have been a peaceful place, but now it has been massacred.

The 100,000 Taiyi Golden Immortals flew out of the Three Holy Courts, have descended everywhere, heading towards the eastern region, and began to push horizontally. Wherever they pass, the city is destroyed, the sect is destroyed, and the dynasty becomes an abyss.

Pushing all the way, no grass left.

In just a short time, no less than hundreds of millions of human beings died.

Chu Yang was used to life and death, but this time, he became angry.

Because these people died because of him.

"I'm not a good person, but I don't want to implicate people!"

"If the Three Holy Courts do not completely remove you, my heart will be damaged!"

"From today on, raise the butcher's knife and completely destroy you!"

"Big Heart Magic!"

Chu Yang stood at a high altitude, and the power of the inner demon had penetrated out. In an instant, he shuttled through the space and descended to the depths of the soul of the entire 30,000 Taiyi Golden Immortals.

With his ultimate power in the early stage of the quasi-saint, the power of the inner demons he inspires is silent and difficult to detect.

"Great Puppet Art!"

Chu Yang activated another kind of magical power.

Thirty thousand Taiyi Jinxians, their bodies stiffened and their eyes showed a struggle. Soon after, they had returned to peace. Their immortal souls had been enslaved and became puppets.

Chu Yang's face turned pale, and he consumed too much. After all, he took action at one time to deal with 30,000 Taiyi. The magic power and immortal soul in his body were almost exhausted.

But the next moment, the power of the inner world surged out and had already returned to its peak.

Although limited to the world level, the body cast by the Taoist soul and the condensed immortal soul can only reach the peak of the early stage of the quasi-saint, and can be used for recovery, but there is no limit.

"Come again!"

Another wave, 30,000 Taiyi Golden Immortals were controlled.

After Chu Yang recovered, he did not take action again.

In the distance, three huge palaces have already walked towards this side, lined up the sea of ​​clouds, and the vast and infinite aura filled the entire Tianhuang Immortal World.

"Every palace is a top-quality Taoist weapon, equivalent to an innate top-quality spiritual treasure!" Chu Yang looked at it, instantly assessed the level of the palace, and then shouted, "Kill!"

Sixty thousand Taiyi Golden Immortal Puppets turned around and came to their former colleagues.

"Zi Yuan, why did you come to me? Are you so weak that you can't bear it, or do you miss me, brother?"

"Brother Zihua, of course I miss you!"

"real?"

"Of course! I still have a gift to give to you? Stay with you until the end of the world."

Puchi…!

Zi Yuan is as beautiful as a flower, and has a seductive smile on her face. The best fairy sword in her hand has pierced into Zihua's heart. The power contained in her bloodline instantly entered the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Zi Yuan, why?"

Zihua's expression was stiff.

"Because you're too ugly!"

After Zi Yuan said that, his power was activated and he blasted Zihua into a blood mist.

Such scenes are staged everywhere.

In a blink of an eye, a total of 20,000 Taiyi Golden Immortals were killed, and the remaining 20,000 were surrounded and killed by 60,000 Taiyi Golden Immortals.

At this time, the three palaces had already arrived thousands of miles away from Chuyang and stopped one after another.
Chapter completed!