I can see the blood bar, my purity is very high

The cold wind that had been blowing in the far north for countless tens of thousands of years strangely disappeared today.

A strange feeling was suppressed in the hearts of all the cultivators.

That was the talent called spiritual perception, reminding the brain that the crisis was coming and to quickly come up with a way to deal with it.

The real devil was coming.

The entire Doomsday Defense Line was quiet.

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

Either sitting, standing, or lying.

The construction of the Doomsday Defense Line had stopped half a month ago.

Or

because the materials were exhausted, it had to stop.

The construction of the formation at all costs emptied all the assets of the righteous and evil in less than half a year.

Even the long-term inventory of the demons had been emptied.

If it weren't for those kind-hearted people who were eager 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, this is about to face the immortals!

The Refining Department has done its best to refine more than 10,000 life armors with all the materials brought by Lu Wenwu, and distributed them to the carefully selected Yuanying and Jindan monks.

The monks of the Talisman and Pill 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 demon descends, they are grasshoppers tied to a rope, teammates and comrades who advance and retreat together.

Even though it has been half a year, it is too short for the monks and monsters who have hundreds of years of life.

It is almost a miracle to be able to forge this doomsday defense line that condenses almost the whole world's efforts.

Even Lu Wenwu can't blame anything.

Everyone who comes here is fighting hard.

Maybe it's for this world, maybe for relatives and friends, maybe just for their own survival.

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 clear sky above the Far North, which seemed like a thousand years of black ice, became a little dark at some point.

The uneasy atmosphere became stronger.

Some people were restless, checking the talismans, pills, magic tools, and life armor sent down from above over and over again, confirming that everything was in the most suitable place for them to take and use.

Some people were calm, sitting cross-legged in the ice and snow with their eyes closed, with a flying sword shining coldly across their knees, and the fighting spirit was rising faintly.

Some people had a determined and fearless look on their faces, pressed their hands against their chests with violently beating hearts, and silently recited the Pure and Tranquil Sutra, making the final adjustment of their mentality before the battle.

On the top of the Wanren Peak, Lu Wenwu looked far away, looking at the weak point in space thousands of miles away, and wondered what he was thinking.

This thousand-mile radius was the minimum distance that the Doomsday Defense Line could cover.

Yes, the smallest.

Everyone knows that if they can block the opponent at the "birth point" to kill, it will save resources the most.

But this doesn't work.

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

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

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

It is to give the opponent a self-help!

Maomao, whose cultivation has reached the level of God Transformation, squatted quietly beside Lu Wenwu, his thick tail swaying, and there was a faint flickering of strange flames on his black and golden hair.

"Your Majesty, don't you use that?" Blood River Demon Lord couldn't help asking.

Lu Wenwu certainly knew what he was talking about, and shook his head slightly: "The consumption of the Purgatory Great Wall every second is an astronomical figure. No one knows how long this war will last. Even if you can save a second, it is good."

Blood River Demon Lord knew this a long time ago, but he still couldn't help asking this question.

Just for some psychological comfort, or to find some random topic to divert the attention in his heart.

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

Lu Wenwu's consciousness swept around.

Except for the Buddha Kongluo who had been chanting, almost no other cultivators could face it calmly.

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

Yes, even if it 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."

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

"Don't worry about that, they have all been evacuated, and we repeatedly told them before leaving that they should migrate as much as possible to the center before the end of the war." Saint Hengru answered affirmatively, "But will those guys who went there with so much effort..."

"Oh, don't worry, when the real demon comes, they will be nothing but dry bones in the tomb, unable to stir up any waves."

Thinking of the absolute desolation of the border in the small world before, Lu Wenwu's face outlined a cold smile without warmth.

Want to escape, how is it possible?

Although the attack of the True Demon Mother Insect starts from the weak point of space, this does not mean that the erosion of the power of corruption will also only break out from this nearest weak point.

Only the moment when evil envelopes the entire world is when the war really begins!

The border is not safe!

The center of the mainland is relatively safe!

"Only relying on the power of the spiritual dragon can resist the erosion of the power of corruption." Lu Wenwu said lightly, "But this is not absolute. If the power of corruption is too strong, the spiritual dragon will still be destroyed. erosion."

"So in order to avoid this, when the war begins, I will directly drain all the spiritual veins on the east, west, south, and three edges of the world and burn them as firewood, artificially creating an isolation layer that is close to the land of unparalleled spirits, and use To stop the spread of the power of corruption.”

"As for those cowardly, cowardly and selfish guys. Hey, they are all adults. They should pay some price for their choices, right? It's just a pity that they should not be able to feel the pure power of corruption. The pain will be completely decomposed and assimilated.”

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

They have done the best they can to prepare.

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 let nature take its course!

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

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

"Crack!"

Everyone clearly heard the sound of something breaking.

The originally stagnant wind blew with greater force than before, and the terrifying blizzard that could almost crush people roared throughout the far north.

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

"Crack. Click!"

The broken sound became more intense and clearer.

All the monks and monsters 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.

Amid the violent roar, the sky shattered.

The howling blizzard suddenly stopped, as if a freeze button had been pressed in the air.

The extremely dense black mist spurted out from the crack that penetrated the sky and the earth, and an almost regular force of infection instantly turned the gray sky into a blackness that seemed like nothingness.

The endless power of corruption spread in all directions at lightning speed, and the earth also groaned under the load at this moment.

Split organisms that looked like monks and monsters spewed out like a volcanic eruption, like the Zerg that was constantly laying a carpet of bacteria, constantly destroying all matter and life in sight, turning the snow-capped land into pitch black. .

The smart people who had gone to the Far South Islands were all panicked.

They were furious and thought that they had been deceived and had all been tricked by the Immortal Alliance!

Facing the strange black color, the nearest Golden Core monk only hesitated for 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 fled crazily in a flying boat.

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

When he looked inside and found a black substance that looked like a bug, it was already too late.

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

A powerful Nascent Soul Lord was just wiped out in front of everyone, and even the magic weapon for body protection could not be activated!

Now, everyone is going crazy.

They no longer cared about cursing the insidiousness of the Immortal Alliance, and ran away like crazy towards the north like headless flies.

Among them, there were many calm and smart people who secretly flew to the teleportation hub.

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

The dim teleportation array was like a mocking smiling face, complementing the black mist coming from behind.

The space channel is cut off from the other side!

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

Some people collapsed to the ground in despair, some hugged each other in grief and cried loudly, and some cursed the Holy Lord Hengru with the most vicious words in their lives.

But this is all in vain.

When the power of corruption struck, they were swallowed up silently, as if they had never been in this world.

Duan Chaolong, who was surrounded by the crowd, held his little apprentice tightly, almost vomiting blood, and flew the old flying sword desperately towards the north.

Filled with panic, he didn't even notice a thing.

His flying speed far exceeded that of the Nascent Soul Lord next to him.

He even left the power of corruption far behind!

He wasn't getting any faster.

The black mist did not spread very quickly either.

It's just that the monks have slowed down.

The far north.

At the moment when the huge head of the True Demon Mother Insect finally squeezed into the barrier of the world.

Disaster finally broke out.

The unspeakable power of depravity enveloped the world barrier in an instant, and the power of depravity that could not be dispelled directly covered the sky.

The mosaic-like images spread exponentially, even the light of the sun was mercilessly covered.

The entire Far North was falling into darkness.

Wherever the darkness passed, there was dead silence.

Absolute dead silence!

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

At this moment, the passionate dragon roar exploded in the air.

The mighty Purgatory Dragon, with the Dragon Emperor's light crown on its head, stood proudly in the air.

The next moment, a sea-blue halo as broad as the sea suddenly bloomed, and an indescribable power descended on the world, and in an instant, the world was sealed off.

All the monks and monsters couldn't help but look up and look at the Purgatory Dragon with a bright light.

That vast fluctuation instantly isolated the pressure of the True Demon Queen Worm, which was like the power of heaven.

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

At this moment, they couldn't help but feel a wonderful feeling in their hearts.

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

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 zoom of the divine consciousness were at least twice as fast!

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

The mood of despair completely disappeared!

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

The endless dragon roars were stirring, and the dragons of the spirit veins broke through the air, swaying and burning with green flames, like young swallows returning to their nests and throwing themselves into the gorgeous Lingshi Mountain.

Their bodies disintegrated and dissipated the moment they were immersed, turning into countless light spots, making the azure halo even richer and heavier.

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

This is the strongest war immortal weapon created by the Dragon Ancestor - the Purgatory Great Wall!

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

The Purgatory Great Wall was built by countless heroes who worked together.

Hundreds of incarnations, tens of thousands of infants, hundreds of thousands of golden pills, and nearly ten million Qi refining!

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

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

His dragon kiss burning with dragon flames couldn't help but reveal a hint of crazy laughter.

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