"My little friend, I have something to ask of you."

"Of course, this matter is extremely difficult and dangerous. If you are not careful, you will be shattered to pieces."

"You can choose to refuse."

Afterwards, the tone of Bakushige Palace was unprecedentedly solemn.

"Senior, it doesn't matter if you say it!"

"If conditions permit, I will definitely do my best!"

Zhao Chu nodded.

Bakushige was kind to me, so I should repay him as a matter of course. This is a kind of cause and effect.

"Do you want to lead the Zhongjiutian World and wage war against the Nine Heavens Fairyland again?"

"Pick up the mess I left behind, declare war on the sky, lead the people, and break this sky."

After Bakushige Palace finished speaking, Zhao Chu was stunned.

"Mess?"

Zhao Chu licked his tongue.

"That's right, I sat there for a year and summed up a large formation from the Nine Heavens Formation. This is the only way I can think of to occupy the Miasma Mountains."

"My formation is called [Hundred-turn Heaven Seizing Formation]!"

Bakushige took a deep breath.

Afterwards, Zhao Chu calmed down and began to listen to Bakushige Palace's description of the [Hundred Turns of Heaven Seizing Formation].

Time seems to be frozen.

Zhao Chu also learned all the details of the last heavenly battle for the first time from Bakushigegu's narration.

And Zhao Chu also had a new understanding of Bakushige Palace!

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Chu Zong!

The billowing gray mist instantly submerged Chu Zong.

The miasma of resentful karma is rolling and eternal, and there are millions of ferocious heads roaring and roaring in the thick fog.

This is purgatory!

This is Shura Field!

There are so many caves in the Chu sect, and how terrifying this catastrophe is.

The people in the Cave Void Realm didn't even have a chance to escape. Under the miasma of resentment, everyone was instantly reduced to the appearance of neither human nor ghost.

Although those in the Half-step Xuanshi realm are anxious, they are unable to stop all this, nor can they expel the miasma of resentment.

Pi Yonghong had some Qi pills in stock, but they were simply not enough, and he didn't know who to give them to.

Ji Dongyuan and others said anxiously, their whole bodies were cold, Zhao Chu was not in the sect, and the Chu sect would be destroyed today.

The crowd watching the match was even more trembling.

At this moment, everyone can confirm that these miasmas of resentment are indeed controlled by Ming Gu Sheng.

Because in the vicinity of the spectators, the miasma of resentment stopped spreading like a flood blocked by a dam. Seeing the skeleton faces in the gray fog so close, the five major forces of Huanglinghai were frightened.

His soul was shattered.

At this moment, anything like the Phantom Crystal of Impermanence or the Half-Step Xuanshi Realm are not worth mentioning. What they want most is to be alive.

In the Chu sect, which had just won the victory, apart from the mournful howls, there were only cries for death. Those warriors who were not even afraid of death were completely sinking into purgatory at this moment.

But those lackey traitors who were reviled before are now afraid.

Fortunately, I am wise, even if I am a human slave for my life, it is still ten thousand times better than dying under the torment of the miasma of resentment.

"Zhao Chu, aren't you very capable?"

"If you have the ability, you can break the miasma of resentment and karma among the few... Haha, you are not overestimating your own abilities!"

Ming Gusheng's face was filled with contempt.

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Chapter completed!