That's right.

The terrifying ascension barrier is slowly melting, and the long pillar of flame is like a red-hot iron pestle, stabbing into the lard.

Si Menli knew many details of that battle.

The flames in this pillar of fire, through supreme special tempering, can indeed melt even the ascension barrier.

When the strong wind around the fire pillar is no longer threatening, these flames will leave a layer of burning rocks. After the rock passage cools down, the next generation of monks can freely leave the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm!

"I understand, the reason why the person from the next Tribulation Realm didn't come after us is because he wants to preside over this damn Hundred-Turn Heaven-Seizing Formation."

Under the scorching flames, Simenli's face lost all color. He stared at Wang Jiangjie and said through gritted teeth.

Zuo Qiunan on the side was already frightened.

He has always wanted to plot against the sky and the sea of ​​stars, but who knew that the other party's plan was even more terrifying, and he actually wanted to restart the war and return to the Hunxu Immortal Realm. This is simply unbelievable.

Compared with the ants of the next generation, my own plan is as ridiculous as a naughty boy playing house.

"As expected of the Simen clan, you really know a lot!"

Wang Jiangjie continued to smile calmly, even politely!

At the same time, as the flames were getting closer and closer, everyone could see clearly what happened in the next session. On the high tower, Ma Qingjie's white hair was flying, like the national master of creation, his figure was extremely dazzling.

"I remember that in the last war, there was no participation from the Half-Step Xuanshi Realm at all!"

Simenli licked his parched lips.

In his memory, the next generation of monks were weak in cultivation, and only a large number of those who were in the Tribulation Realm were able to cast the Burning God Curse, and those who were half-stepping into the Xuanshi Realm were all characters who lost their lives.

But this time it looks weird!

Those in the Half-step Xuanshi realm also participated in the formation, but instead of casting the Burning God Curse, they used their magical powers to gather the flames of the Burning God Curse together.

Just like messy firewood, tied together by ropes.

In this way, the flames of the Burning God Curse are not wasted and the effect is stronger!

"The war has been going on for so long, we should learn some lessons!"

Wang Jiangjie's pupils moved, but his expression remained unchanged.

Simen Li took a deep breath, and he suddenly realized that Hunxu Immortal Realm had underestimated these ants!

"Ant, do you know how you lost the last battle?"

Suddenly, Simenli asked.

"Because the realm of reincarnation appeared, we lost!"

Wang Jiangjie replied indifferently.

"good!"

"In the last battle, the city lord of the Tribulation Realm was killed because you had too many conspiracies, so he was assassinated."

"But this battle is different. Qingxian City already knows your tricks. If you want to assassinate the city lord again, it is simply a dream."

"So what if you come up with some more tricks? Haven't you heard of... one force can defeat ten guilds?"

Simen Li suddenly smiled ferociously.

"If my guess is correct, Lord Immortal Official's plan is for the city lord to get angry and massacre everyone here. Then he will go to the next session and kill our Tribulation Realm as well. This will end it all!"

"After all, the city lord who was beheaded in the last war was in the early stage of the Tribulation Realm. Today's Feize Palace City Lord is a strong man in the middle stage of the Tribulation Realm."

Wang Jiangjie analyzed.

"It seems that you are not stupid, but I don't believe that a person in the early stage of the Tribulation Realm can block the killing move of Feize Palace City Lord. If my judgment is correct, the Tribulation Realm has just been broken through, and the foundation is not too strong.

stable!"

"What's strange to me is that since you already know that this battle is bound to be defeated, why are you struggling?"

Simen Li frowned.

"Yes, the city lord of Feize Palace is very strong. He is so terrifying in the middle stage of the Tribulation Realm. It is easy to kill him in the early stage of the Tribulation Realm!"

"But so what? The war has just begun. Everything is unknown. Who can easily decide success or failure?"

"If we don't try, the sky and the sea of ​​stars will still become ruins. Our people may have been killed by you and Zuo Qiunan on a whim. They will die anyway. Why don't we resist and give it a try?"

Wang Jiangjie suddenly turned his head and looked into the distance, with an unrepentant smile on his face:

"Lord City Lord, we have been waiting for you for a long time!"

Rumble...

Just as Wang Jiangjie finished speaking, a sharp buzzer got closer and closer, and a fiery streak was drawn in the void in the distance.

"City Lord, the City Lord is here!"

Suddenly, someone shouted, his words full of excitement.

Rumble!

Rumble!

The thunder was rolling, deafening, and the air seemed to be thickened. This was the unique aura of thunder tribulation true energy of the monks in the Tribulation Realm.

"Hmph, the bold Ascension Sect actually caused trouble to our Qingxian City. You are looking for death!"

As soon as the majestic voice fell, Feize Gong was already floating on the edge of the pillar of fire. His face was darker than the bottom of the pot, and his whole person was extremely angry.

audacious in the extreme.

It is simply audacious to dare to start a war under your own nose.

"Meet the city lord!"

Simenli and Zuo Qiunan hurriedly bowed with their fists clasped, and the other immortal envoys also hurriedly bowed.

In the sound transmission jade slip, Simenli had already roughly explained everything to the city lord, so there was no need for lengthy explanations at this moment.

"You bold Ascension Sects actually rebelled. I am kind and don't treat you like pigs or dogs, but I didn't know you were so cruel and cruel!"

Fei Zegong scolded angrily, his palms trembling with anger.

"Yes, it is true that you did not treat us as pigs and dogs. In theory, we should thank you. But there is one thing we also want to ask the Lord of the City. Why are we pigs and dogs?"

"It is a kind of kindness to be recognized as one of our own by the same people. How ridiculous and absurd."

"Lord City Lord, do you know? Because of your order, the miasma of resentment poured into the sky and the sea of ​​stars, causing the direct death of tens of billions of creatures. In your eyes, are we really just ants?"

"Maybe, yes, we are ants!"

"But I'm sorry, ants don't want to be trampled to death. We have to fight for our lives!"

Facing the terrifying tribulation situation, Wang Jiangjie was not afraid at all. He took a step forward, spoke sonorously, and faced the city lord directly, like a useless scholar.

"Hmph, you bunch of white-eyed wolves, no matter how many reasons you have, you can't escape the sin of this rebellion!"

"Everyone listens to the order. After I destroy this broken formation, the Miasma Mountains will restart the slavery system. All ascended monks will be shackled and not allowed to step out of the Miasma Mountains."

"From now on, there are only slaves, no ascendants!"

Feizegong flicked his sleeves, a rolling sound spread out, and his order was issued.

"As you command!"

Simen Li and Zuo Qiunan quickly replied.

But Wang Jiangjie and many other monks from the Ascension Sect were filled with jealousy and trembling all over.

Slavery!

In their minds, they recalled the time when they had chains around their necks.

Not to mention personality and dignity, you are alive because of other people's gifts and kindness.

…

"Ascended One!"

"Not a slave!"

…

After the city lord finished speaking, Wang Jiangjie gritted his teeth. At this moment, his face was covered with veins, and he looked like an angry brown bear. Then, he beat his chest three times with his arms and shouted six words hysterically!

His voice was hoarse, and blood even came out of his throat.

But he didn't know how many years he had been waiting for this roar!

The Ascended!

Not a slave!

This is the dream of many generations of ascendants.

How many female monks have been tortured to the point where they are no longer human beings nor ghosts, and have become tools for the pleasure of powerful people like you.

How many young people have been locked up by you like dogs, fighting with each other, and killing their compatriots to barely survive.
To be continued...