The war around Xia Qingyuan broke out fiercely, many top figures such as the Mans and God Palace went there, and the Heavenly Court Legion also went to support the battlefield.

For a time, people continued to fall in the area surrounding Xia Qingyuan.

Xia Qingyuan was in the middle of the battlefield, and there were many people guarding her. The most direct guardian was the army of survivors. They were guarding outside and did not allow any attacking force to invade her side. However, when Xia Qingyuan saw that the people who protected her were constantly losing their lives and did not even have a chance to save her, Xia Qingyuan felt a sense of sadness in her heart.

She did not break the realm and entered the emperor to save more people, but now things are contrary to her wishes. Instead, it is because of her, causing more deaths.

A trace of sadness flashed in her eyes, and the two levels of life and death immediately rotated around her body and changed each other.

A cold meaning bloomed out of her beautiful eyes, and infinite marks emerged around her, all of which were the marks of disaster transformed by the power of life and death. With a moving body, Xia Qingyuan rushed out of the battlefield directly and did not hide in the crowd to be protected. She herself was also a top practitioner under the emperor. She had the opportunity to embark on the road of God, but because of this battle, she did not pursue the imperial realm.

"Kill!" Seeing that Xia Qingyuan actually rushed out on his own initiative, many practitioners suddenly came out in the eighth place and killed Xia Qingyuan.

But Xia Qingyuan glanced at them with her pupils, and then countless robbery lights burst out at the same time, turning into death marks.

"Puff, puff, puff..." A series of sounds continued to be heard. As long as the mark of death hits their bodies, it will directly penetrate into the body. In an instant, all the vitality turns into death, dies in an instant, and the body is pitch black, falling towards the sky.

In just a very short moment, many strong men fell, as if the god of death was coming. The practitioners who were striking forward from behind couldn't help but stop when they saw the shocking scene ahead. Their eyes looked at Xia Qingyuan with a strong sense of fear.

Before, Xia Qingyuan was the one who saved people, but now Xia Qingyuan was the one who killed people, and the deterrence was completely different.

Xia Qingyuan ignored their thoughts. Her body turned into a lightning bolt and still entered the powerful people in the human world. Her body was surrounded by endless lights of disasters. The lights of disasters were like sword seals, but they carried the extremely terrifying aura of death, as if they were dead when touched.

"Be careful of her catastrophe seal." A strong man in the human world solemnly reminded that Xia Qingyuan's catastrophe seal is the god of death. The person he meets is killed directly. Their chance of life is swallowed up, and they are instantly lost. They are buried with death intentions, becoming a dead person. People who do not understand divine power cannot stop it at all. As long as they encounter it, they will die.

In the distance, Ye Futian quietly watched everything that happened on the battlefield. All the battles were reflected in his mind. The battle in the place where Xia Qingyuan was located was just the tip of the iceberg.

From that space channel, the strong people in the human world continued to pour into this world. They rushed into every place in the Tiandi City, and rushed out all the way, killing outside the Tiandi City.

People who practice from the human world seem to be infected by the emotions of human ancestors. They all exuded strong killing thoughts, wanting to destroy the heavens and unify the nine states.

"Do you want to go back to practice? I'll stare at this place." A gentle voice came from beside him, and Hua Jieyu stood beside Ye Futian and said softly.

"Okay." Ye Futian nodded. With his thoughts, an incarnation suddenly appeared. He was leaving and heading to the small world. This incarnation can see the outside world. If an accident occurs, he can know directly.

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The war broke out in the seven realms and swept across the seven realms. Countless practitioners were involved in this seven realms battle, and no one could survive alone.

The army of the Demon Realm began to confront the army of Shenzhou, and the army of the Dark World and the Sky God Realm also broke out with Buddhism.

And in the dark world, a monk stepped on the Hell River Styx in his barefoot, and walked forward step by step.

This dark world seems relatively peaceful at this moment. On the contrary, the seven realms are now transformed into hell.

This monk's treasure appearance is solemn, sacred, and the Buddha's light is lingering on his body.

He walked along the Styx River and walked forward step by step. He came to an island, which was particularly quiet, as if he was not in conflict with the world. The monk stepped barefoot into the island, the island of light in the dark world.

There is no dispute or hatred here.

Ye Futian once came here, and the monk saw the saint on the island. She was still quietly teaching the children, as if the outside world had nothing to do with her.

When the children saw a strange monk, they were a little curious and couldn't help but look at the monk. The monk smiled and looked at the woman quietly.

"Is there anything wrong with the master?" The woman finally couldn't help but look at the monk and asked.

"The donor should know me." The monk clasped his hands together and bowed.

"The master has been joking and has never seen him before, so how can I know him?" the woman responded calmly.

"Amitabha." The monk clasped his hands together and said to the woman: "The donor wants a pure land, which has absolute light, but there are people who are destined to be disputes. Even the Buddhist holy land cannot avoid disputes, so how can there be an absolute pure land?"

"This is the Pure Land." The woman said.

"Why do you have to deceive yourself?" The monk said, and waved his palm, and immediately there were scenes on the lake. These scenes were wars in the seven realms, with destruction everywhere, and I don't know how many people died tragically.

"Destruction will only bring darkness, not light." The monk continued, "Is the situation in front of you really what the donor wants?"

"The master has found the wrong person." The woman saw a ray of fluctuation in her calm eyes.

"I can see the fate of the donor." The monk suddenly spoke, and the woman was stunned, looking at the monk with some curiosity, and said, "Say."

"Death is redemption." The monk said.

"Salvation?" The woman looked at the monk and said, "I don't need redemption, Master should go elsewhere."

"Amitabha." The monk clasped his hands together and bowed to the woman, saying, "Even as the Lord of Darkness, he still has light in his heart. There is no absolute darkness or absolute light in this world. No matter how it is destroyed or how it is reborn, the world is still the same world. Only order can change the world, not destruction and death."

The woman's pupils contracted, stared at the monk, and said, "Can fate really peek into the fate of the world?"

At this moment, her temperament suddenly became majestic, with an extremely powerful majesty.

The monk in front of her was the Buddha of Destiny.

"The great way is connected, and there is no big difference in the world." The Buddha of Destiny said: "If Your Majesty wants to find someone who leads Your Majesty into the darkness, the answer lies in the world of humanity."
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