Immortal clouds are billowing here, the blood of the warriors is rising, the murderous aura is rushing hundreds of thousands of miles in all directions, and the battle of life and death is imminent.
In this battle, if the human warrior camp is defeated, the main force of Nanyun Spiritual Domain warriors will be completely defeated and completely lost.
"Tiance Palace" will no longer be able to draw out reinforcements and fight back.
Once Jiutian Mountain and Sea takes the opportunity to move the people and cultivators of the cultivation world to survive here, within a few hundred years, there will be no hope in the world.
Because there are still thousands of years until the great catastrophe of the Nine Heavens Mountains and Seas and the "Great Tribulation of the Abandoned Immortal Sea". It is too long, enough time to change everything.
This is a decadence that has never been seen since the era of the Ten Emperors from ancient times to the present.
However, if the immortals are defeated in this battle, they still have enough strength to make a comeback.
The situation is like this, the gap is like this, the decadence is like this.
On the devastated land from here to the north, there are countless mortals and low-level warriors with their families and families, their faces are dull, and they are migrating all the way. Their faces are dull and hopeless, and they don’t know where to go. Where to go.
At the northernmost end of the team, millions of miles away, the leader of the Nine Dragons Spiritual Vein in the Nanyun Spiritual Domain, the sacred place in the hearts of Nanyun's billions of warriors, is over the Fuqing Holy Mountain that stretches for thousands of miles.
The majestic green light fell from hundreds of thousands of feet high in the sky and spread for tens of thousands of miles. Another red light galloped up from the earth and reached the sky.
In the green and red light, there is a huge drum, which is round and huge. The patterns of dragons, phoenixes, unicorns, and four elephants are intertwined on it, exuding rolling imperial power. It keeps vibrating at this moment, and every time it rings, all directions Ripples of extreme killing fell from the sky, and even the quasi-emperor's face would be instantly wiped out.
There is another object, as tall as a pole, covered with ancient demon patterns, shooting twelve gray auras, and hanging on the gray aura is a cloth flag with nine colors and thousands of auspicious stripes. Zhaozhan, the sky above it is misty, with black and white auras, and among the black and white auras, there are dense numbers of words swimming back and forth. Every time they swim, a big demon with a burly physique and aura as bright as the stars breaks out of the ground and fights. All directions.
There is also a Tai Chi picture, with twists and turns, thousands of rays of light, and thousands of auspicious colors. Outside the picture, "prophecies of the great road" are surrounding endlessly. , the auspicious energy of nine colors shocks the world.
These three spiritual treasures are constantly bombarding each other. Every time they bombard each other, the color of the sky and the earth changes, the sun and the moon lose light. On the land with a radius of millions of miles, countless palaces have become ruins, and countless mountains and rivers have become ruins. All turned into muddy ruins.
It is the Taixu drum of the human emperor's weapon, the demon summoning flag, and the Tai Chi Xuanqing diagram, the innate treasure of the ancient immortal emperor of the Nine Heavens and Mountains.
Beside the three pieces of the Great Emperor and the Immortal Emperor's Divine Weapons, eighteen people sat cross-legged in the void in a confrontational posture, all looking at the place where Xin Zhuo and others were.
“I’m afraid the Nanyun Spiritual Realm will be lost!”
Song Dingyuan, the King of Fuqing, looks to be in his seventies, with a gray beard fluttering in the wind, a square face with incomparable majesty, and a pair of old eyes. His eyes were full of sharpness, and the thirty-two "Zhoutian Dao Fruits" behind his back exuded the charm of a great way to suppress the world, but there was a hint of sadness deep in his eyes.
He was born in the ancient Fuqing Sect of Nanyun Lingyu, and studied under the immortal old man Half-Step Emperor. He stepped onto the eighth stage of Wuji training step by step from his youth, which took him more than 15,700 years. Year.
He has gone through the eras of two great emperors, Yaochi and Chen Kuling, participated in sixteen immortal martial arts battles, and survived a hundred battles. After the collapse of the last emperor, he has always been low-key and unconcerned with worldly affairs. If he does not use the immortal martial arts this time, he will never be born.
Unfortunately, Xianwu has never been defeated so quickly in sixteen attempts.
He sighed again: "The world is so difficult, what can we do?"
"Why is Brother Song so pessimistic?"
The King of Qiankun Qingshan Nanshan, Zhu Jiugou, The two seven-yuan quasi-demon emperors laughed bitterly.
They are all quasi-emperor-level masters of the demon race, and they are also old demons who have practiced for thousands of years. They have always been unruly and domineering. During the great catastrophe of all races, they were imprisoned deep in the Tianxu Cave. They originally hated the human race, but in the battle between immortals and martial arts, all hatred It's all gone, they have to come out.
At this moment, the two of them were clearly comforting King Fu Qing, but there was also a hint of helplessness on their faces.
"How can we not be pessimistic? The efforts of the Ten Emperors are so withered..."
Song Dingyuan shook his head, "If those juniors lose, we will not be able to get away, and all mortals in this region will die. Absolutely, there is no point in holding on. You hold the imperial troops and move the remaining ones. People, let’s go!”
Zhu Jiugou’s face was full of confusion: “We? What about you?” Song Dingyuan waved his somewhat worn sleeves and struck a comfortable pose. He said casually: "I'll break into Nantianmen!"
"Brother Song..."
The two demon quasi-emperors couldn't help but look sad.
"Breaking through the Nantianmen" is the lifelong wish of the quasi-emperor level masters in the world.
"Break into the Nantianmen and kill the immortals in the sky" was a sentence left by Emperor Tongtian back then. Unfortunately, even he himself failed to do it in the end.
The only person in the world who could do this was perhaps Emperor Zhu Xian, but he was very weak because he only broke into the Nantianmen half way before he was repulsed by the Immortal Emperor.
When later comers talk about "breaking into the Nantian Gate", they are actually just deciding to fight for their lives with the immortals and die to become a benevolent person.
Song Dingyuan stopped talking.
"The three of them are the quasi-emperors of the human world, the Supreme Master of Wuji Taoism. They know the changes of the Tao, and they also know that the heaven and the earth will be unified. Why should they be stubborn?"
Ziji Tianjun Zhao Guming opposite? , about forty years old, wearing a pure purple gold crown on his head, a suit of exquisite glazed immortal armor, magnificent momentum, with thirty-nine true immortal Dao fruits behind his back, faintly overwhelming Song Dingyuan, with sincerity and friendliness on his face at this moment.
Song Dingyuan sneered: "I'll go to your mother first, can you?"
On the side, the two quasi-demon emperors Nanshan King and Zhu Jiugou were stunned for a moment, ah, Song Dingyuan used this curse word so smoothly?
The Purple Heavenly Lord Zhao Guming didn’t take it seriously and smiled lightly.
On the side, a face like a hibiscus, a tall figure, an immortal bun, a yellow silk cloth with a rustling sound, and twenty-nine "True Immortal Dao Fruits" behind his back, sneered: "A majestic human being. How come the ancestor of the quasi-emperor is like a common man in the market?"
Song Dingyuan sneered: "I am just a common man in the market. I am used to it. If you are a rebellious person, if you dare to flatter me lightly, I will scold you first. Your mother, enter your sister again!”
All the quasi-immortal emperors snorted coldly and were too lazy to speak anymore.
But, a skinny quasi-immortal emperor with pimples on his face, stroking his beard, pointed to the battlefield: "The battle will be decided, the victory or defeat has been decided, you have no hope of holding on, otherwise this battle will be decided. The warriors of the domain are dead, the mortals are destroyed, and only three old dogs are left. What's the point? What’s the point?
If the twenty or so human quasi-emperors in Wuwu Sea die, all the realms in Zhoutian will be destroyed. I’ll skin the three of you and cramp them first.”
Song Dingyuan intends to rebel! He cursed a few words, but didn't know how to speak, so he simply looked at the battlefield.
Eighteen quasi-emperors and quasi-immortal emperor-level masters watched the past.
Soon, tens of thousands of densely packed immortals and warriors clashed and fought in one place.
In just an instant, one-tenth of the millions of "Wuxuan soldiers" on the ground were killed or injured!
Song Dingyuan didn't look too far, he couldn't bear to look at it anymore, he looked much older for a while.
The next moment, I suddenly heard Zhu Jiugou shouting: "Brilliant! Is that... that boy Xin Zhuo? I have heard of him, such terrifying fighting power, wonderful!"
The King of Nanshan also laughed loudly: "Haha, God bless the world!"
Song Dingyuan couldn't help but look again, and was shocked by the scene in front of him. He blinked and looked again to confirm that it was not dazzling, and he also laughed: "Three old immortals, Zhao Guming, Ling Xiao, and Sikong, you guys Is there such power in the sky? Are you surprised or surprised? "
The originally majestic and majestic momentum of the fifteen quasi-immortal emperors on the opposite side paused, and all of them frowned. Zhao Gu cursed: "Who is this person?"
Song Dingyuan said with a smile: " The younger generation in the world, Zhenwu Heavenly King Xin Zhuo, is only over a thousand years old!" (End of this chapter)