I Heard I've Been Dead For Thousand Years

When the Faceless Maniac saw that the Red Dust Fairy was still alive, he gave a sigh of relief, looked a little happy, stumbled a few steps again, and shouted up to the sky.

"Where are the others, come out!"

"Ahem!"

Red Dust coughed heavily twice, stood up weakly, and waved his hand at the faceless madness.

"Mo shout, mo shout! They are not like you, who has a profound cultivation and physical cultivation, and most of them have fainted, but even I was fainted by the impact.

The Red Dust Immortal knew that he had a strong soul in his Xuanwu cultivation, and was at the edge of the Three Calamities Transformation, and was still fainting from the impact.

The monks who rushed to the strongest with the phaseless maniac to carry the three days, each one of them was in the divine travel or instantaneous realm cultivation, and their cultivation was not as good as their own and in the center of the three calamities, so they didn't have to think about it, they were definitely more seriously injured, most of them were in deep fainting and couldn't hear the shouts of the phaseless maniac.

In the end, they dug out seven people who were seriously injured and fainted.

As for the remaining three, they found nothing even though they dug up the scorched earth of the pit for tens of miles around.

The end of those three people was already certain in their minds.

Their bodies were dead, their ashes were gone, and their bones were gone.

It so happened that those three people were still at the lowest cultivation level of the Divine Traveler Realm, and even if they had withstood the greatest part of the damage of the Three Calamities, there would still be casualties.

As the matter had come to this point, both the Faceless Maniac and the Red Dust Immortal could only take a small Heaven Returning Pill to heal their wounds, while the seven seriously injured and fainting Heavenly Monks took a large Heaven Returning Pill without any hesitation.

With the injuries and cultivation of the seven of them, the Small Returning Pill could only save their lives, but not their lives.

After an hour, the Faceless Maniac and the Red Dust Immortal were healed from the effects of the Small Returning Pill, and the seven of them leisurely woke up and recovered most of the time.

"You seven, go and gather the troops, I want to know how many people have died!"

The seven newly awakened and recovered Divine Xuan Realm cultivators rushed to look for him.

The Seventh Heavenly Court had a hunch that there would be many casualties in the Tian Wai Tian.

A little more than half a day passed, and the seven people finally gathered the fleeing Skywatchers and reported the casualties to the Faceless Maniac.

"Report to the Lord of Heaven, this battle, my two major legions of Skywarp Heaven have a total ...... of seventy-three thousand eight hundred and seventeen missing and zero wounded!"

After hearing this, the faceless maniac became furious and cursed.

"Death is death, so what's the point of talking so nicely! What do you mean missing! You have the ability to find me someone!"

What is the fury of the Faceless Maniac? The report was so frightening that the Divine Xuan Realm monk was trembling on his knees today.

"I am guilty!"

Or is the Red Dust Fairy merciful? A sigh and a wave of the hand to stand down? He is not to be blamed.

How terrifying is the power of the Three Calamities Transformation? Even experts of the Divine Journey realm would be reduced to ashes, not to mention these soldiers who could not even travel to the Divine Journey.

As long as they didn't run out of the scope of the Three Calamities Transformation, they would be dead, and their bodies would end up ashes and ashes? There is no such thing as being wounded.

The Faceless Maniac hated with gnashing of teeth? Repeatedly.

"Hooray? Hooray! One move? Just one move! I wiped out more than 70,000 people in Heaven Beyond Heaven! Hooray!"

This is a good result? If the soldiers hadn't fled in time, it would have been the end of hundreds of thousands of people. It would have been the end of hundreds of thousands of people.

In this way, the record of hundreds of thousands of monks of the two legions of Heaven Beyond Heaven being wiped out in one move? It will be recorded in history.

Now only 30% of the troops were lost, which is still a relatively good result? The only thing is that for the Faceless Maniac, it's a shame to lose 70,000 people right under his nose, not to mention being wiped out by one person? It would be a shame to wipe out 10,000 people!

"I am one of the Three Great Heavenly Lords of the Heavens? I led an army into battle but let one man exterminate 70,000 of my Heavenly Beings right under my nose! I'm incompetent.

Is the Faceless Maniac gnashing his teeth in hatred? The Red Dust Fairy shook her head and lamented, patting his shoulder lightly to soothe him.

"Well, you don't have to be so self-conscious about winning or losing, let's just rest and recuperate before we go on our way."

"Victory or defeat?"

When he looked back at the Red Dust Fairy with a suspicious cry, he became furious and knocked the Fairy's hand off his shoulder.

"Where is this soldier's victory or defeat! If the two armies had fought, not to mention the death of 70,000 people, even 700,000 people would have died as a matter of course, but he, Yang Qing, wiped out 70,000 of my people in front of you and me with just one man! What kind of military victory or defeat is this!"

When the Red Dust Fairy saw that the Faceless Maniac was still angry, she could not be persuaded any further, but just kept shaking her head and sighing.

A moment later, the Faceless Maniac suddenly sneered.

"You say you want to take a break before you hit the road? I don't think so! Yang Qing wants to repay his kindness and stop us, in order to let that Long Huying take down Apocalypse City first and then let us return without success."

"We want revenge and we can't let him get what he wants! Instead of resting, we should speed up our march and kill Long He-Ying before he takes down the Apocalypse, so that he can be wiped out in one fell swoop, and then we can take down the Apocalypse and conquer the five continents.

The Red Dust Fairy shook his head with a frown on his brow.

"Of course it's the best, but there's no time to lose."

"Why not in time! We also have the talisman left behind by the sage, and each of the three legions there in Da Luo and in the Western Continent have one in their hands, so we'll use that talisman to speed up our march, and at the same time use the letter to summon Da Luo and the three legions in the Western Continent to use it as well!"

When the faceless maniac immediately retorted, the red dust fairy was shocked and called out.

"Think about it, it's a saint's relic, don't touch it! There are only three of those talismans left. If they are used up now, what will happen in future generations?

The Faceless Maniac has made up his mind and waved his hand.

"I don't care what will happen in the next generation, this is a great opportunity that is hard to come by. Long He-Ying is leading a rebellion against the troops of four continents, and the city of Apocalypse is weak but still has the strength to fight.

The Red Dust Immortal knows in his heart that what the Phantomless Maniac says is reasonable, but he hesitates, fearing that if he fails this time, he will have depleted another point of his remaining saintly heritage for the future generations of heavenly beings.

The Faceless Maniac insisted on using the talisman despite opposition, and after sending a letter to the northwest to summon the two armies, he tangled up the rest of the Skywatchers and took out the talisman.

A plain-looking yellow spell, on which a special kind of greenish-gray ink was used to outline a mysterious and mysterious pattern.

This ordinary incantation would be overlooked even if placed on a street stall in the marketplace, and one would not even think that it was painted by a saint.

Gods have spirits and are self-reinforcing!

If you look closely at this incantation, you will be attracted by its mysterious patterns, and your soul will be immersed in it for a long time, so much so that even a great power in the Xuanwu realm will be exhausted and unable to get rid of it.

"Windswept Mikado, blast!"

The incantation was held between the fingers of the Faceless Maniac, and with a word of truth from the mouth, the incantation spontaneously ignited itself with a hazy green flame without any wind.

At the same time, a breeze wrapped around the Skywatcher's army.