Chapter 285 Doomsday is Coming

The cold wind that had been blowing in the far north for who knows how many tens of thousands of years mysteriously disappeared today.

A strange feeling weighed on the hearts of all the monks.

It was the gift of spiritual perception that was at work, reminding the brain that a crisis was approaching and prompting it to quickly come up with a response.

The real devil is coming.

The entire Doomsday Defense Line was silent.

Countless cultivators and demons were quietly staying in the formation that had not yet been activated.

Either sitting, standing or lying down.

The construction of the Doomsday Line of Defense has been stopped since half a month ago.

Or

We had to stop because of the depletion of materials.

They built the formation at all costs, and in less than half a year, they emptied out all the wealth of both the righteous and evil forces.

Even the demon clan's years-long inventory has been cleared out.

If it weren't for those kind-hearted people who were anxious to escape and "voluntarily donated" a huge sum of money, it would be hard to say whether this doomsday defense line could be built.

After all, we are about to face an immortal!

The Equipment Refining Department has tried its best to use all the materials brought by Lu Wenwu to refine more than 10,000 pieces of life armor, which were distributed to the carefully selected Nascent Soul and Golden Core cultivators.

The monks from the talisman and elixir departments are still working day and night to grab as many supplies as possible.

All the main combat monks and monsters are trying their best to get familiar with the temporary teammates assigned to their combat areas - even if this can only serve as some psychological comfort.

When the real devil comes, they are like grasshoppers tied to the same rope, teammates and comrades who advance and retreat together.

Even though they have been getting used to each other for half a year, it is still too short for the monks and monsters who often have hundreds of years of life.

Being able to forge this doomsday defense line that embodies the efforts of almost the entire world is almost a miracle.

Even Lu Wenwu couldn't blame him for anything.

Everyone who comes here is fighting hard.

Maybe it’s for this world, maybe it’s for family and friends, or maybe it’s just for yourself to survive.

But who cares?

When they dared to stand here and face the true demon queen, they had already become part of the heroic epic.

The sky above the Far North, which was as clear as ten thousand years of black ice, suddenly became a little dark.

The atmosphere of unease grew stronger.

Some people were fidgeting, checking over and over again the talismans, pills, magic tools, and life armor distributed from above, making sure that everything was in the most suitable place for them to take and use.

Some people are calm, sitting cross-legged with their eyes closed in the snow, with a flying sword shining with cold light across their knees, and a fighting spirit rising faintly in their bodies.

Some, with faces filled with determination and a fearless fearlessness, pressed their hands against their violently beating chests, silently reciting the Pure and Tranquil Sutra, making their final mental adjustments before battle.

On the top of a thousand-foot-high peak, Lu Wenwu looked into the distance, gazing at the weak spot in space a thousand miles away, wondering what he was thinking.

This thousand-mile radius is the minimum distance that the Doomsday Defense Line can cover.

Yes, minimum.

Everyone knows that the best way to save resources is to block the opponent at the "birth point" and kill him.

But it doesn't work.

Low-level cultivators simply cannot face the corrupted power of the True Demon Queen at close range.

Lu Wenwu had already discovered this when he was checking the sealed place of Qingxuan Sword Sect.

If the Doomsday Line is built too close, it is not defense.

Instead, give the other party self-service!

Maomao, whose cultivation had truly reached the level of Divine Transformation, squatted quietly beside Lu Wenwu, his thick tail swaying back and forth, and a faint, eerie glow flickered on his black-gold hair.

"Your Majesty, aren't you going to use that yet?" The Blood River Demon Lord couldn't help but ask.

Lu Wenwu certainly knew what he was talking about and shook his head slightly: "Every second of the Purgatory Great Wall consumes an astronomical figure. No one knows how long this war will last. Even saving a second is a good thing."

The Blood River Demon Lord had known this for a long time, but he still couldn't help but ask this question.

It's just for psychological comfort, or to find some random topic to divert attention.

Even as the supreme master of the demonic realm, he would still feel fear and terror.

Lu Wenwu's spiritual sense swept around.

Apart from the Buddha Kongluo who was chanting sutras the whole time, almost no other monks could face it calmly.

Even the old dragon Jiao Shengwu, Wuliang Jianzun, Hengru Shengzun and other giants who have been in the world of immortal cultivation for many years are the same.

Yes, even if that is not a real immortal, it still carries the word "immortal".

The pressure is unprecedented!

"Confucian scholar, is there anyone else coming?" Lu Wenwu suddenly asked.

Saint Hengru was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "No one has come since forty-one days ago, even though the teleportation array has been open all the time."

"Yeah." Lu Wenwu agreed absentmindedly, "One last confirmation, have all the mortals completed their migration?"

"Don't worry about that. We've completely evacuated everyone. We repeatedly instructed everyone before we left to move as close to the center as possible before the war ended," Hengru Shengzun replied affirmatively. "But what about those guys who went to such great lengths to get there?"

"Oh, don't worry. When the true demon descends, they will be nothing but dry bones in a grave, unable to stir up any waves."

Thinking of the absolutely desolate scene at the border of that small world before, a cold and cold smile appeared on Lu Wenwu's face.

How can I escape?

Although the attack of the True Demon Queen began from the weak point in space, this did not mean that the erosion of the power of corruption would only erupt from this nearest weak point.

Only when evil envelops the entire world, is when the war truly begins!

The border is not safe!

The center of the mainland is relatively safe!

"Only by relying on the power of the Spiritual Vein Dragon can we resist the erosion of the power of corruption." Lu Wenwu said calmly, "But this is not absolute. If the power of corruption is too strong, the Spiritual Vein Dragon will still be corroded."

"So, to avoid this, when the war begins, I will drain all the spiritual veins on the east, west, and south edges of the world and use them as firewood to artificially create an isolation layer similar to a land of no spiritual power to slow the spread of the power of corruption."

"As for those cowardly, selfish fellows... well, they're all adults now. They should pay a price for their choices, right? It's just a pity that with that level of pure corrupted power, they shouldn't even feel any pain before being completely disintegrated and assimilated."

After hearing Lu Wenwu's patient explanation, the last stone in Hengru Shengzun's heart finally fell to the ground.

They have made the best possible preparations.

The spiritual veins in the far north were also dragged one by one by Lu Wenwu and placed under the doomsday defense line.

Next, just leave it to fate!

Suddenly, at a certain moment, Maomao's tail stopped swinging.

The whole body suddenly caught fire, igniting Lu Wenwu's body and completely turning it into a strange black color.

“Crack!”

Everyone clearly heard the sound of something breaking.

The stagnant gale suddenly blew up with even greater force than before, and the terrifying blizzard that almost crushed people howled throughout the far north.

Right beneath the broken altar anchor, it seemed as if an indescribable ancient god was whispering and extreme evil was brewing.

“Crack. Crack!”

The sound of breaking became louder and louder, and clearer and clearer.

All the cultivators and demons stood up at this moment, leaning closely against their companions, holding the magic weapons in their hands, and their spiritual power was mobilized to the extreme at this moment.

Amidst the violent roar, the sky shattered.

The howling blizzard suddenly stopped, as if the freeze button was pressed in the air.

Extremely thick black fog gushed out from the crack that penetrated the sky and the earth. An almost regular infectious force instantly transformed the gray sky into a black as if it were nothingness.

Endless power of corruption spread in all directions at lightning speed, and the earth also groaned at this moment as it could not bear the burden.

One after another, the split organisms resembling monks and monsters erupted like a volcano, and like the Zerg that continued to lay a fungal carpet, they continued to destroy all matter and life within sight, turning the snow-covered earth into pitch black.

All the smart people who fled to the Antarctic Islands were panicked.

They were furious and thought they had been deceived and fooled by the Xiandao League!

Faced with the strange black color, the closest Jindan cultivator hesitated for only half a second before being mercilessly swallowed by the thick fog.

He didn't even scream, he had already become a part of it.

Not far from him, the Nascent Soul cultivator was madly fleeing in a flying boat.

But for some reason, he felt that his speed was getting slower and slower, and his spiritual power was becoming more and more sluggish, as if something was blocking his meridians.

When he used his internal energy to look inward and discovered a black substance that looked like a worm, it was already too late.

From erosion to assimilation, the power of corruption took only ten seconds!

A powerful Yuanying Zhenjun was annihilated in front of everyone, and even his body protection magic weapon could not be activated!

Now, everyone went crazy.

They no longer cared to curse the Xiandao League's insidiousness, and fled towards the north like headless flies.

Among them were some calm and intelligent people who secretly flew to the transmission hub.

But when they arrived there, they found that the place was already deserted.

The dim teleportation array was like a series of mocking smiling faces, contrasting with the black fog coming from behind.

The space channel was cut off from the other side!

At this moment, they finally understood what helpless despair meant.

Some people collapsed on the ground in despair, some hugged each other and cried loudly in grief, and some racked their brains to curse the Holy Master Hengru with the most vicious words in their lives.

But all this was in vain.

When the power of corruption came, they were swallowed up silently, as if they had never come into this world.

Duan Chaolong, who was caught up in the crowd, held his little disciple tightly, and almost spit out blood as he piloted the old flying sword and flew towards the north desperately.

He was so filled with fear that he didn't notice anything.

His flying speed far exceeded that of the Yuanying Zhenjun beside him.

It even left the power of corruption far behind!

He wasn't getting faster.

The black fog did not spread very quickly.

It's just that the monks have slowed down.

The Far North.

At the moment when the huge head of the True Demon Queen, which covered the sky and the sun, finally squeezed into the world barrier.

The disaster finally broke out.

The indescribable power of corruption enveloped the world barrier in an instant, and the indispellable power of corruption directly covered the sky.

The mosaic-like images grew and spread exponentially, even the brilliance of the sun was mercilessly covered up.

The entire Far North is falling into darkness.

And where darkness passes, there is dead silence.

Absolute dead silence!

The haze of despair and fear hung over everyone's head. The trembling in the soul even began to make the eyes of many demon monks and violent monsters turn red. They couldn't help but raise the magic weapons in their hands and show their claws and fangs.

At this moment, an excited dragon roar exploded in the air.

The mighty Purgatory Dragon, with the Dragon King's crown on its head, stands proudly in the air.

The next moment, a sea-blue halo as vast as the ocean suddenly bloomed, and an indescribable power descended upon the world, sealing off the entire world in an instant.

All the cultivators and monsters couldn't help but look up at the shining Purgatory Dragon.

That vast wave instantly isolated the True Demon Mother Insect's pressure, which was like the power of heaven.

The sea-blue halo was like a gentle breeze, sweeping across everyone on the Doomsday Defense Line.

At this moment, a wonderful feeling arose in their hearts.

They seemed to be connected as a whole with all their companions around them, forming a towering mountain that was as solid as a rock!

A sense of solidity and heaviness emerged in their hearts, and the boiling and restless spiritual power and thoughts were suppressed in an instant. Even the operation of the skills and the expansion of spiritual consciousness were at least twice as fast!

The pride of the dragon clan spread in their hearts, and the indomitable fighting spirit that has been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years is surging at this moment.

The feeling of despair completely disappeared!

The huge projection of the Dragon Mansion was projected high in the sky, like a mountain carried on Lu Wenwu's dragon body.

The endless dragon roars were stirring, and one after another, the spirit vein dragons broke through the air, with green flames swaying on their bodies, and flew into the magnificent Spirit Stone Mountain like young swallows returning to their nests.

Their bodies disintegrated and dissipated the moment they sank, turning into countless points of light, making the azure halo even richer and heavier.

Looking down from the sky, the entire doomsday defense line faintly transformed into a ferocious real dragon, its five claws like beacons lighting the signal of war, and the flames of war were raging!

This is the most powerful war weapon created by the Dragon Ancestor - the Great Wall of Purgatory!

It is not a real entity, and it does not have any real walls that can appear in the material world.

The Great Wall of Purgatory was built by countless heroes who worked together with one mind.

Hundreds of gods, tens of thousands of infants, hundreds of thousands of golden elixirs, and nearly ten million of Qi-refining cultivators!

Their souls and flesh and blood are the strongest bricks of this Great Wall! They are the scales of this true dragon!

Looking at the increasingly approaching black "tide", Lu Wenwu in the form of a Purgatory Dragon confronted the True Demon Queen Insect thousands of miles away.

His dragon kiss, which was burning with dragon flames, couldn't help but reveal a hint of crazy smile.

"True Demon Queen. Let me see your pure teeth!"

(End of this chapter)