However, Huang Daoren also died in this battle.
All the top Taoist sects at that time suffered heavy losses in this bloodbath, with their ancestors dying and only one in ten disciples left.
In the era of the decline of Taoism, the last trace of luck seemed to be cut off completely, and the world began to enter the Dharma Ending Age in a true sense.
After hearing these words from Erlang, Jiang Chen became a little serious. A cholera outbreak like this might not seem like a big threat, but once the snowball starts rolling, it will become a situation that no one can control.
However, what surprised him was that although some old antiques were not the most impressed by this cholera, they did not seem to have any intention of intervening this time.
"The Tomb of the Gods is the most terrifying forbidden area in existence. The bloody man who created the divine cholera is just one of them. The divine slave who descended into the world is a rare eighth-level supreme being in the world. No one wants to provoke him."
Erlang analyzed the situation professionally, "Besides, it takes time for the divine cholera to take hold. I guess these old guys are gambling that this cholera won't be a threat to them until they find what they need."
Jiang Chen understood clearly that during this disaster, the old antiques would most likely just stand by and watch.
He thought for a moment and said, "We'll just wait and see. By the way, how's everyone's strength improving?"
Erlang said, "These kids are willing to endure hardships. Uncle Jiang, you, Lunhui, and Zhou Tai have accumulated a lot of resources. Almost all the kings in Jiuzhou have reached the strongest level, and the younger generations have also entered the king level."
"What about combat training?"
"Zhu Zi, Xiao Chen Wang and I have been supervising it all the time, without missing a single day."
Hearing this, Jiang Chen smiled with satisfaction. Looking at the panel, he became even happier: "Hey, hey, hey!"
…
“Kill!”
"I'm going to fight you!"
"Damn it, King Xiaochen killed me again."
"Ahhh! King Zhanchen! I'll kill you!"
Inside the Jiuzhou basic combat training ground, angry voices rang out one after another. Many powerful men were suspended in the void, their eyes blazing white, their bodies connected by white energy lines. They kept attacking, as if they were fighting with someone.
It can be seen that they all fought with all their might, gritting their teeth, wishing they could tear their opponents to pieces, but they were unable to do so. They were slaughtered time and time again until their bodies reached their limit and were automatically transported out of the training ground.
Every time at this time, a small black dragon would fly over, carrying two large bags filled with rare elixirs.
"Tired, huh? Don't be afraid, take some medicine and keep going. Come on, little kid, we'll still rely on you when Kyushu comes!"
The little dragon encouraged him, forced a handful of pills into his mouth despite his reluctance, and then used his tail to slap him back to the training ground.
The Yamas were almost about to curse, and could only use all their skills in the battle, facing the face that was exactly the same as King Chen, trying to cause any damage to the other party. Every move that landed on him seemed to be a great success.
Under this kind of extreme training, the combat power of a group of Yanluo who had just entered the strongest position increased rapidly.
As long as the combat power is accumulated enough, one will be qualified to rely on sacrifices and spiritual essence to enter the next stage of strength.
The strongest among the many Yamas, such as him, has already reached the fourth stage.
Actually, his qualifications can only be considered as mid-level king.
He seemed to recall the miserable events of the past, and fought especially hard when he was fighting against the illusionary opponent who looked exactly like King Chen.
Jiang Chen looked at the steadily growing ghost energy and leisurely touched the fish.
But the next day, two uninvited guests came to Kyushu.
"An old friend is visiting, please come out and meet him, King Chen!"
The sound of the divine machine penetrated most of Jiuzhou and resounded directly over the underground city. Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes. It seemed that the other party's strength had improved again.
He doesn't see ordinary people.
But after all, the reincarnated people are business partners, so it would be rude not to talk to each other.
So Jiang Chen took a few steps forward and came to the East China Sea.
"Lord Chen, I won't go into any more nonsense. The followers of the evil god are too widespread and have become a force. They are attacking and killing strange people everywhere, which has seriously affected our search for the pseudo-forbidden zone. Many of our people have died in the past few days."
"Jing Shou and I came here to invite you to join us in fighting this divine cholera."
Shen Ji seems to be a man of foresight, but once you get to know him, you will find that he is very direct and efficient. As soon as he opens his mouth, he makes clear what he wants to do and his own motives.
Then, without waiting for Jiang Chen to speak, he added, "Don't be so quick to refuse. I know there's a treasure buried beneath the Valley of the Gods. If King Chen can participate in this battle, it will be yours."
Jiang Chen only thought about it for a moment before he became enthusiastic: "We've worked together so many times. How can I just stand by and watch when you're in trouble?"
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