In front of the mountain is a plain tens of thousands of miles away. There should have been a mortal empire, but now it is all in ruins.
At this moment, the sea of clouds is rolling and roaring, and more than twenty figures in the sky are flying into the sky and escaping from the ground. They are unpredictable, advancing and retreating quickly, and the rhythm of the avenue is endlessly flowing wherever they pass.
The vast amount of true energy in the wave of the hand is like the waves of the angry sea.
The magic treasures and magic weapons at your fingertips can penetrate the clouds and break the sun. You can't tell the difference between gods and ghosts. Even the slightest breath can make the mountains collapse and the sand and soil become like the sea.
Suddenly stars fall from the sky, sometimes demonic winds rise, sometimes flames and frost reflect thousands of miles away...
These people's methods are very relaxed and freehand, but their actions are as vast as the abyss, as powerful as the abyss, and as thunderous as the clouds!
You can see traces of the limits that any human martial arts can reach, and it gives people the beauty of killing with power as strong as mountains and abyss.
Even if the ancestor-level master of Wuya Houjing arrives, I am afraid he will not be able to withstand even one breath!
Xin Zhuo watched silently, feeling that something was not right, that is... these people seemed to be different from himself, including the masters he had met. If we say that before the Wuya rear realm, we still need to use magical powers, Weapons and spiritual treasures, then they don't need them, or they can use them to exert another level of great power!
It is as if they are the true masters of all power, walking on the great road of heaven and earth in a transcendental way. Even one finger carries indescribable rhyme and divine power. This is completely two levels of things!
Divine sign bottleneck!
It may be different from what you know.
He has seen many little Yuan Lords, Great Yuan Lords, and even seen the quasi-emperor ancestor from afar in Nangui Ruins, but when they were fighting, he couldn't understand that these bottlenecks of the divine conquest were really displayed in front of his eyes. , it feels very different.
When Li Chunyuan and the three of them saw each other, the girl Sisisi smiled with difficulty and said: "They are all masters of the divine sign bottleneck. The divine sign bottleneck is to combine the original self, Dao Nian, Dao Soul, and Dao The nine exercises of integrating the body and soul, summoning the ancient gods to assemble the physical body, reaching the true peak state of the warrior, and the physical body becomes Saints, whose bodies are immortal and whose souls never cease, wield the power of millions of real dragons to destroy mountains and rivers.
And they are essentially unkillable. The two sides have been at war for more than a hundred years, except for the ancestors. After killing a few unlucky ones, few of the other divine masters fell down!
Brother Xin, you'd better leave as soon as possible. I've never heard of anyone in the Wuya rear realm who can cross the border and defeat Shen Zheng! Warriors who are not at the same level at all. They are worlds apart. If they participate rashly, they have no chance of winning. "
Xin Zhuo frowned and looked at the group of masters who suddenly came to the dome from mid-air. His blink of an eye was covered by the thick mist, and asked: "Who are they fighting? "
Li Chunyuan said: "The twelve demon saints of the demon clan and us... Qingqiu Taiyi, Yuan Tianzuo, Yuanshi Daqing, Xumi Jiezi, Star God Turtle and others here are all nine-level real bodies. , the existence of the half-step little Yuanzhu! "
Said and sighed, "These guys have lived for who knows how many years. They may not even pay attention to some mediocre little yuan masters. In order to refine the true form of the gods and lead the stars and rivers, The power of the ancient immortals and the strength of the body were tempered, and the people who practiced them were neither humans nor ghosts, and the power of the stars and rivers in the stars and sky were drained by them.
I heard that many people have developed various holy manifestations. My true body of Emperor Zhenwu is the imitation of the true body of Shen Zheng, but it’s too far behind!
Nine levels of gods reveal their true forms, each one more powerful than the last. Even if you beat them into eight hundred pieces, they can still gather together in the blink of an eye, making them immortal!
Moreover, they are likely to have ancient true treasures to protect their bodies. The ancient true treasures can only be manipulated by at least the divine conquest level, and the origin of the great avenues of divine water, fire, thunder and other divine objects such as heaven and earth are opened! "
Du Lanpo also said: "The Divine Zheng is said to belong to the three realms of the Supreme. In fact, the two have nothing to do with each other. In the ancient times, the nine levels of Wuji Dao training were all revered as quasi-emperors. These gods Zhengdu is a master second only to the Quasi-Emperor.
Only later, everyone discovered that there was a huge gap in Wuji Dao training, and they made the distinction between the big and small yuan masters and the real quasi-emperor ancestors! "
As soon as I finished speaking, I saw high in the sky, a strong man with a strong physique was hit in half by a shovel of a young man with horns. The two halves of the body fell heavily, obviously hurting Danhai. But no blood was spilled, so the strong man shouted: "Come together!" ”
The two halves of the body came together instantly, and as if nothing happened, they stepped into the void, and when they reappeared, they were next to the demon youth.
The demon youth's face was gloomy, and he suddenly threw out an oxtail from his hip. With a gentle slap, a three-color divine light like the water of the Milky Way suddenly swung away...
The strong man Not sure if they could block it, Xin Zhuo and others were struck by a trace of the three-color divine light. They were unable to block it at first. They felt like they were bombarded by more than a dozen mountains and suddenly flew backwards.
"Pfft——"
Li Chunyuan and Xiong Batian vomited blood and fell to the ground.
Xiao Huang hugged Xin Zhuo's thigh, barely holding it steady. Xin Zhuo was in severe pain all over his body, his elixir sea was churning, and he was dizzy, but his heart was burning. This is called a warrior. This is the martial arts killing god that he yearns for. ,Stimulate!
A divine sign...
Xiao Huang suddenly said: "Master, Gongsun Li and those people are sitting in the distance."
Xin Zhuo looked at the edge of the plain, In the hazy moment, I saw a large group of people, including Ye Su, Chen Jiuhai, Prince Zhi, Er Zhu Hongyi, Jun Xi and Gongsun Li, with pale faces, sitting cross-legged on the ground. In front of them was the old woman beside Er Zhu Hongyi whom I had seen back then. , Uncle Sang and more than a dozen Wuyahoujing masters beside Jun Xi protected him, but all of these masters were seriously injured.
Obviously, they were chased by Yuan Shi Daqing and those evil masters from the evil camp, and happened to be rescued by the Twelve Demon Saints.
At this moment, staying here is not a problem.
Xin Zhuo quietly sent a message to Prince Zhi: "My senior sisters Gongsun Li and Jia Yu have been handed over to you. Let's see you another day!"
Prince Zhi was stunned for a moment and hurriedly watched. All around.
“Let’s go!”
Xin Zhuo picked up Xiao Huang, Xiong Batian and Li Chunyuan and ran straight away.
...
To go to the gate of the void world to the middle realm, there is no need for Du Lan Po to lead the way. Xin Zhuo recognizes it and heads all the way north.
After flying for thousands of miles, they stopped and let Xiong Batian and Xiao Huang pull the carriage. The four of them sat cross-legged in the carriage and continued on their way.
The land of China, which is eight hundred miles along the way, has been basically maimed. It is in ruins and in disarray everywhere. All the ordinary people who are struggling to survive have dull expressions and no sparkle in their eyes, like a group of walking corpses. Occasionally, there are masters fighting in the deep mountains. At first, they knew how to avoid the remaining mortals, but in the end, they became anxious and couldn't care about anything. The city collapsed in the blink of an eye, with strong winds, thunder and lightning, as if the sky was falling, and where were the surviving mortals? A way out?
Xin Zhuo felt a faint pain in his heart when he saw several children whose entire clan had been wiped out by the Wuxian relics and howling children sitting on the roadside. He was not a good man, but he also felt that the world was pathetic. Wuxian people What's the difference between doing this and Jiutian Shanhai treating Wu Fu?
This damn world!
It's a pity that there is nothing he can do for these children. Their bodies are too weak and there is no storage space. How can he help?
Continuing to go north, on a lake thousands of miles away, Xin Zhuo saw another acquaintance, Luck Pusher!
He was fighting with a woman.
The two divine signs, the way they can conquer the world, make people dare not approach them.
Everyone was watching from a distance, and Xin Zhuo felt that the woman looked familiar, especially the methods she used.
Li Chunyuan said: "Brother Xin's fellow sect, Ling Xiuzi of Taixu Sword Pavilion in the East Palace!"
Xin Zhuo nodded, seeing that the fortune pusher should not be defeated, so he continued without stopping. Move forward.
Thousands of miles away from the void passage, heavy snow is flying in front, and thunder and lightning flash across from time to time, carrying the power of destroying the world.
It is very rare for thunder and lightning to appear at the same time as heavy snow.
The expressions of Si Sisi and Du Lan Po changed. The girl Si Sisi quickly said: "It's not far away, but let's take a break for the time being. Ice, snow, thunder and lightning are not natural. It should be small. Yuanzhu-level masters are fighting by manipulating the rules of heaven and earth!"
Xin Zhuo also felt that he was very tired, and the cracks in the Danhai seemed to be bigger. He looked around and found a ruined temple in the mountains. He didn't know how long it had been, so he took it with him. Several people fell down.
The temple is a Martial Arts Temple. It is very large. There are hundreds of mortal men, women and children hiding in the front yard. They are crying bitterly and kneeling down to pray to the God of Martial Arts for a way out. Their aura of despair is eye-catching.
A few people didn't want to show up rashly, so they went to the backyard and chose a hidden room to sit cross-legged.
The cries of mortals who had lost all hope ahead could be heard from time to time. Several of them are people with high levels of cultivation, but they also feel sad when they hear it. Martial arts masters are fighting for thousands of miles. When the fight is urgent, how can they care about mortals? What kind of gods can you pray to?
It wasn’t until late at night that the front stopped.
The heavy snow was falling outside, almost burying the Martial Arts Temple. From time to time, a few thunderbolts flashed across, illuminating the already bright sky and earth as bright as day.
The cold wind blew in through the broken window. Xiao Huang got a pile of wine and meat from nowhere, and everyone sat around to eat and drink.
The poisonous blue woman is a talkative, choosing to talk about the benefits of the place she knows,
Xin Zhuo was not in the mood to listen. Looking at the flames, he only felt that life was impermanent and that the next battle should have nothing to do with him.
At this moment, something moved in his mind, he waved his hand to extinguish the torch, and motioned for everyone to calm down, and then looked towards the front yard.
I saw a fairy light falling from the sky regardless of the snowflakes. In the fairy light was a charming woman. The woman stood directly above the temple in the front yard. She chuckled, waved her sleeves, and attracted several people. Hundreds of streaks of gray-white gas entered the nose and then left.
The hundreds of mortals in the front yard fell silent instantly, turning into hundreds of cold corpses.
Du Lan Po and Si Sisi breathed heavily, with expressions of grief and anger on their faces: "Xian Ni..."
Xin Zhuo thought for a moment and transmitted the message into the secret: "Wait for me here, run around and kill! Xiao Huang is watching them!"
As he said this, he disappeared without a trace.
When he reappeared, he was already hundreds of miles away. The woman in white in front was filled with fairy spirit, like a fairy in the snow. Who else could it be but the Baihong Fairy?
Her body is not considered a physical entity. She cannot get out of the dragon clan. It should be that of an immortal...the soul is out of body?
But why does she appear here?
After quietly following for thousands of miles, Fairy Baihong suddenly stopped in a mountain col and asked, "How long will you continue to follow?"
Xin Zhuo's heart skipped a beat and he drifted into the darkness. He now Her cultivation level should be no less than that of Fairy Bai Hong, and she is a mirror image of reality and reality. Her true body is thousands of miles behind, and she cannot possibly discover it!
Sure enough!
The hills shook, and a rough and fat figure walked out on the snow, surrounded by immortal energy. He was obviously an immortal from the Nine Heavens Mountains and Seas. He cupped his hands and said: "Baihong Immortal Emperor, I always feel that someone is following you. !"
Fairy Bai Hong glanced around and sneered: "That's nonsense, who can follow me? Stop talking nonsense, I heard that you are chasing a woman?"
The Fat Immortal said: "This woman should be the new beloved disciple of the Wushan clan. She is protected by the ancient immortal weapon puppet, the most precious treasure of Wushan. It is difficult to do it and is easily noticed by the masters in the world. However, the Evil Sword Immortal Lord has already used the Immortal Illusion to protect her body." Technique controlled her!"
Said with a chuckle: "I The two of them were just about to taste it, but I didn’t expect you to arrive!”
Fairy Bai Hong said with great interest: “Oh? The Wushan clan’s new disciple, the Ancient Immortal Soldier Puppet... I know who this girl is, she is Ying Qingyu was born in seven days, and he is probably a world-famous person with extraordinary talents and excellent appearance. It’s just that you need to be careful.”
The Fat Immortal smiled and said, “Of course, where is the magic spirit?”
Fairy Bai Hong solemnly took out a mixture of immortal energy and devilish energy. Crystal Jade Bottle: "Remember, this thing was collected by my father from Beidou Nebula's shaking star is an enlightened demon from outside the territory. You need to nourish it with the blood of warriors for thirty years. After thirty years, it will be catalyzed. It can kill warriors in the world and reproduce three thousand devil fetuses in a year. This is a divine sign. Even if you encounter an expert, you will die! ”
The fat immortal took it seriously with both hands, put it away, and said: "Don't worry, fairy!"
"Don't indulge in the beauty of women in the world, be careful of an unstable heart, it is difficult to achieve great things!"
< br>Fairy Baihong gave instructions again and turned into fairy energy and disappeared without a trace.
The fat immortal stood silently for a moment, as if listening to something. After confirming that no one was around, he disappeared in a flash.
“Seven days of green rain?”
Xin Zhuo walked out from behind the snow-covered rocks, thought for a moment, and followed.
After another few hundred miles, a manor appeared in front of it. In the middle one, the light was on, and three figures were reflected in the window lattice, two were fat and one was slender.
Xin Zhuo's mind was running, using the secret technique of mirroring, he quietly approached the room and looked in through the window. When he saw it, his pupils shrank and he froze in place. (End of this chapter)