Chapter 133: Pseudo Heavenly Dao's Calculation

Outside the mountain gate, the sound of fighting had already shaken the earth.

There were broken limbs and blood flowing like a river, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood and despair.

Countless monks came here for the legendary treasure of Qingling Sect, but now they have become fertilizer for this land.

Fan Wuzhi stood in front of the sect's main hall, looking at the hellish scene outside the light curtain, his eyes red.

The casualties were too heavy. Even with the help of allies, there were too many enemies.

We can't wait any longer.

There was a flash of determination in his eyes.

"Star track compass, start."

Fan Wuzhi suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, which splashed onto an ancient compass floating in front of him.

Buzz...

The compass burst out with brilliant starlight, instantly covering the entire mountain protection formation.

The light flows and the formation changes.

The eyes of those pursuers who were frantically attacking the mountain protection formation suddenly became confused, as if they were trapped in some kind of illusion.

"The illusion of the heart has begun."

Fan Wuzhi's voice spread throughout the entire back mountain of Qingling Sect through secret methods.

"All disciples, elders, and allies, evacuate immediately. Quickly."

He knew that this illusion, forcibly reversed by his own divine weapon, would not be able to trap those top powerhouses for too long.

But that's enough.

The spiritual power in Fan Wuzhi's body began to reverse madly, and a breath of destruction quietly condensed.

He, the leader of the Qingling Sect, will use his own soul and his cultivation at the peak of tribulation to buy the last time for the sect.

It doesn’t matter, as long as Xiaobai can survive and as long as there are disciples who can escape.

The Qingling Sect is not considered to be destroyed.

At the same time, outside the cave where Xiaobai was in seclusion.

An old figure appeared quietly, it was one of the four ancestors.

He looked at the tightly closed stone door with endless sadness and expectation in his eyes.

"Your Highness, the Goddess, I am sorry."

The old ancestor raised his hand, and a gentle but irresistible force pushed open the stone door.

The other three ancestors have also appeared at key locations throughout the sect, looking in the direction of Fan Wuzhi.

Their hair and beards were all standing upright, and their eyes were also burning with a determined look.

How could they not know what Fan Wuzhi was going to do?

As the guardians of the Qingling Sect, they have long since disregarded life and death.

"Take Xiaobai away, and take the rest of the children away"

"Where are you going?" an old ancestor asked in a voice transmission, his voice carrying a hint of confusion.

"Anywhere, any other continent, or find a deep mountain to hide your identity!"

"As long as you are alive, there is hope."

"The fire of the Qingling Sect cannot be extinguished."

“Boom!”

Outside the realm of the heart, Zhang Wuji's eyes flashed fiercely, and blood-colored spiritual energy surged around him. He shattered the illusion in front of him with a punch.

"It's just a trifle."

The illusion was shattered, and more cultivators woke up, looking towards the depths of Qingling Sect with murderous intent.

Fan Wuzhi and the three ancestors sensed all of this.

Right now.

The power in their bodies was pushed to the extreme at the same time, and the aura of destruction made the heaven and earth change color.

They self-destructed, using their last lives to blast a bloody path for future generations.

However, at the moment when the power was about to explode.

Above the sky, an invisible giant hand suddenly pressed down.

“Buzz!”

Fan Wuzhi and the three ancestors only felt their bodies tighten. The destructive energy that was about to burst out of their bodies was instantly restrained by an irresistible force.

They maintained the same posture as before the self-explosion, frozen in mid-air, unable to move or even speak.

There was only endless horror and despair in his eyes.

Zhang Wuji and the others were stunned for a moment, then overjoyed.

"It's God's will. God is helping us."

"Hahaha! The Qingling Sect has run out of luck."

"Chase and kill those remnants."

"Catch that evildoer!"

Countless lights of light rushed towards the back mountain of Qingling Sect without hesitation, chasing and killing the disciples who were evacuating, and their target was directly the cave where Xiaobai was.

Right at this moment.

A silvery-white stream of light, extremely fast, cut through the sky from the horizon.

Before the person arrived, an extremely sharp sword intent had already swept over.

“Crack.”

The invisible force that imprisoned Fan Wuzhi and the three ancestors was actually shattered by this sword intent!

The four regained their freedom and looked towards the source of the light in shock.

The silver light dissipated, and a petite figure stood suspended in the air.

It’s Xiaobai.

At this moment, Xiaobai has shed his usual childishness and is wearing a set of tight-fitting silver-white armor, shining brightly and looking awe-inspiring.

She no longer held a dagger or short sword in her hand, but a sword with an ancient shape, but the blade shone with the clear light of a silver moon. The Sword of Chaos had already taken shape.

Her eyes were cold and filled with a murderous aura. They swept across the pursuing enemies below and finally stopped somewhere in the void.

“Hehehe…”

A low and strange laugh came from the void.

A blurry figure slowly appeared, emitting a heart-pounding pressure.

It is the false way of heaven.

"What? You finally completed the fusion."

Pseudo-Tiandao's voice carried a hint of satisfaction and greed.

"Do you think you can win now?"

"Innocent!"

"Do you think you can stop me? No, you are the most crucial part of my plan."

"What I want is to use your power to open the gate to this world."

"When the Heavenly Gate opens, all the laws and spiritual energy of this world will be under my control."

"This world will be completely in my hands. Hahahaha, how stupid."

The voice of Pseudo-Heaven was full of fanaticism.

Xiaobai didn't say anything.

In other words, she simply didn't bother to waste time talking to this being who had stolen the authority of Heaven.

The only response he has is action.

Her petite body suddenly leaped up and the Silver Moon White Sword in her hand was raised high!

"cut!"

The cold shouting sounded through the sky.

A sword is swung out,

There were no earth-shattering special effects, but it seemed to have mobilized all the sword intent between heaven and earth.

Thousands and thousands of extremely condensed sword energies, like a silver meteor shower, covered the sky and slashed towards the Pseudo Heavenly Dao!

"Humph, you overestimate your own abilities."

Pseudo Tiandao snorted coldly and no longer hid himself. An obscure and powerful force emerged from his body as he rushed towards the sword energy in the sky.

Below, the monks from several major sects, led by Zhang Wuji, were not afraid when seeing this, but became even more excited.

"Did you see that? Lord Tiandao took action!"

"That little witch is dead!"

"Hahaha, once Lord Tiandao kills her, the treasure of Qingling Sect and the benefits Lord Tiandao promised will all be ours."

They don't care what happens to the world.

In their eyes, there are only the benefits that are about to come.

The ultimate battle that determines the fate of the world suddenly breaks out at this moment.