Chapter 2020 The layout of the Buried Emperor
The incident happened suddenly, and no one could react!
As soon as Zhenru Tianzun finished speaking, a crack opened in his belly.
A strange black hand stretched out from the crack, silently and very quickly, and suddenly pressed on Linghu Bai's chest!
Bang!
Amidst the muffled sound, Linghu Bai's body-protecting spiritual light shattered, and his body bent in the middle, like a broken bamboo, flying backwards.
The whole process happened in the blink of an eye. For a moment, everyone could only feel a blur in front of their eyes. Those who were not well-educated could not even catch the traces of Linghu Bai.
Only when one reaches the realm of transformation and calamity, one can vaguely see a meteor piercing the sky, tearing the void apart and falling into the endless darkness.
“Senior Linghu!”
Countless people exclaimed, their faces extremely horrified.
Obviously Linghu Bai has completely suppressed Zhenru Tianzun, why did the situation suddenly reverse?
Millions of monks in Nanxuan were all looking at Zhenru Tianzun in the distance.
I saw this huge body trembling non-stop, tens of thousands of pounds of fat surging like waves, a crack was torn in the belly, and black air filled the air
Suddenly, two people A big hand composed only of black energy reached out and tore open the flesh and blood of the belly, as if tearing up a piece of waste paper without any hindrance.
When the heroes of Nanxuan saw this scene, they couldn't help but take a breath.
Although Zhenru Tianzun was seriously injured, how stable is the saint's physical body? This pair of black hands that suddenly appeared, actually easily tore open Zhenru's belly. There was no sense of lag in the whole process, which was simply unbelievable!
This is not over yet. After the belly was torn open, there were no internal organs inside, only endless darkness.
There is a golden stone door deep in the darkness, and there is faint applause behind the stone door.
Pop!
Pop!
Snap!
Every round of applause was like a cloud floating in the heart of monk Nanxuan. Although he was not injured, he felt extremely depressed.
Everyone looked suspicious. Only Liang Yan guessed something. His pupils shrank suddenly and he looked at the golden stone door with disbelief.
The next moment, the stone door slowly opened, and a middle-aged man stepped out slowly, stroking his hands and smiling.
This man is wearing a dragon, phoenix and purple gold robe, and a seven-star cloud and mist crown on his head. He has a square face, thick eyebrows, and a black mole at the corner of his mouth. Although he is smiling, he has an aura of majesty.
When he took this step, the world was eclipsed!
The white clouds of three thousand miles and the strong wind of ninety thousand miles all dissipated in this moment.
The entire "Daluo Cave" has fallen into chaos, with no light visible!
“Okay, okay, okay!”
The man stroked his palms and said with a smile: “Old friend Linghu, you are here after all.”
While speaking, his spiritual consciousness was released, covering the entire "Daluo Cave".
A million miles of space, every corner, every particle of dust is in his sea of consciousness.
"Come out, I know that palm just now can't hurt you."
The middle-aged man smiled and said calmly: "We have been chess friends for many years, and we should meet today. See you soon."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a breeze blowing in the distance, and a man in Confucian robes slowly appeared.
It was Linghu Bai who was beaten away just now!
His breath was not abnormal at all, and his clothes were still the same.
It seems that the man in purple robe is right. Although the palm just now was a sneak attack, it did not hurt a single hair of Linghu Bai.
“Bury the Heavenly Emperor.”
Linghu Bai’s face was calm and he slowly uttered three words.
Among the Nanxuan heroes, many people looked puzzled. Because for them, this name is too unfamiliar.
Everyone only knows that the largest force in Beiming is Tiangong City, and the man behind the war between the north and the south is the mysterious and unpredictable city lord of Tiangong City.
But no one knows his origin!
In the long history of Antarctic Fairy Continent, there is no record of this person taking action. His strength is unknown, his magical powers are unknown, and no one even knows his name.
There are rumors that Tiangong City was founded by this person, but some people say that Tiangong City has actually had three city owners since its establishment.
It wasn't until the outbreak of the Civil War that everyone knew the ambitions of the Lord of Tiangong City. It was only at this time that they discovered that the enemy had been planning for many years, and the entire Antarctic Continent was part of this person's plan.
"Is this his name, Emperor Burying the Heavens?"
Liang Yan looked at the purple-robed man in the distance, his eyes twitching slightly, his expression extremely serious.
Yes, it’s this breath!
When I was in the Black Mountain Domain, that suffocating sense of oppression came from this person. It was he who forcibly changed his sixth difficulty!
Outside the tomb of the Queen Mother of the West, she almost died
Looking back now, Liang Yan still can't forget that feeling. It was a feeling of destiny being controlled by others!
"Why did the Buried Emperor appear here?"
Liang Yan suddenly woke up, his mind was spinning, and he vaguely thought of something.
He looked at the familiar figure. The calm man in Confucian robes was currently standing on white clouds, suspended above the nine heavens.
"Could it be that all the arrangements of Luo Tianshan are not to annihilate the heroes of Nanxuan, but to lure him out?"
This thought made Liang Yan's heart tremble.
Before he could think about it, he heard the Emperor Burying Heaven chuckle and say: "Old friend Linghu, when was the last time we met? Let me think about it, it seems to be eight hundred years ago, then You almost died this time. If Wen Lanfei hadn't fought to the rescue, our game would have ended long ago."
"Wen Lanfei?"
Liang Yan heard this. Name, slightly startled.
Isn't this the Palace Master of Bihai Palace, the second saint of Wushuang City? The "Fish and Dragon Dance" he practiced was created by this person. Could it be that the old palace master did not disappear, but died in the hands of Emperor Burying Heaven!
Liang Yan thought of this and turned his eyes. He saw Linghu Bai's face was calm, neither happy nor sad, but there was a hint of sadness deep in his eyes.
“Yes, Wen Lanfei sacrificed his life to save me for eight hundred years. If it weren’t for him, this game would have been lost long ago.”
“Hahaha!”
< br>The Burial Emperor suddenly laughed: "Wen Lanfei is a person, but it's a pity that he doesn't know the destiny! It is the general trend that I follow the path of heaven and become the ten ancestors! If you go against me, you are going against heaven. In the end, it is just a mirror, a mirror, a mirror, a mirror, a mirror, a mirror, a mirror, a mirror, a mirror, a mirror, a moon in the water, a vain effort!"
"The way of heaven?"
Linghu Bai murmured, and also laughed: "The way of heaven is mysterious, elusive and unpredictable. In my opinion, the heart of heaven is not as good as the human heart. If the way of heaven is really irreversible, then it would have been There will be no 'Nine Saints Slaying the Immortals', nor will there be the 180,000-year prosperity of the Antarctic Immortal Continent."
"The Queen Mother of the West?" There was a trace of sarcasm on the corner of her mouth, and she smiled and said: "It's just bones in the grave! Although she has some means, her mind is not firm enough, and she still has a trace of so-called 'compassion', so failure is an inevitable outcome. To be honest, in this seat In my eyes, she is not as good as you!"
"Excuse me," Linghu Bai said calmly.
"Why do you have to be so self-effacing?" The Buried Emperor seemed to be interested, and he chuckled: "Actually, we are the same kind of people. From a certain perspective, you are no different from me. It's a pity that you have some unnecessary things in your heart. The obsession makes you unable to transcend, so you are trapped in the chess game.”
“Perhaps it’s obsession. !"
Linghu Bai smiled inexplicably and said: "There are always some karma in life, and you cannot be truly free."
"It seems that you also know the day of death today. Here we are!”
The Burial Emperor smiled without making any movements or using any spells.
But there was a majestic aura that suppressed the entire "Daluo Cave", making everyone feel palpitated!
Among the millions of monks, only those at the Transformation Tribulation Realm can still stay awake. Those below the Transformation Tribulation Realm are all lying on the ground, their bodies trembling, and their consciousness is blank.
"The last Simple layouts are often the most effective. "
As Emperor Zangtian said, he glanced at Liang Yan. The latter felt a huge mountain pressing down on his head, and his body was dripping with cold sweat. He actually had the idea of surrendering.
Fortunately, his character was tough enough. Even though his face was pale and his breath was confused, he always stood upright and forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart.
Upon seeing this, the Buried Emperor didn't get angry, but instead showed a smile.
"Linghu Bai, this kid is what you value most, right? You don't care about the lives and deaths of countless people, but you will show up to save him! So today's situation is to invite you to the urn. ”
His words verified Liang Yan’s previous conjecture.
“Sure enough!”
Liang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.
By this time, he could roughly guess the layout of Emperor Burial.
After the trip to the Black Mountain Territory, this person confirmed his relationship with Linghu Bai. However, due to the "living dead", he could not deduce his whereabouts, so he used Luo Tianshan's "divine" to deduce his whereabouts. He used the "machine acting method" to make a layout, led himself to the mountain, and finally forced Linghu Bai to show up.
In order not to make Linghu Bai suspicious, he still sat in Tiangong City and did not leave a step.
But secretly, a restriction was left in Zhenru Tianzun's body. As long as Zhenru Tianzun is injured by Linghu Bai's magical power, he can cross the endless space and teleport to the "Daluo Cave"!
As the Buried Emperor said, this layout is very simple, but effective enough.
If Linghu Bai does not show up, millions of monks in Nanxuan will be killed by Zhenru Tianzun, including Liang Yan. But if he shows up, the purpose of burying the Emperor of Heaven will be achieved. This is the so-called "inviting you to enter the urn"!
The reason why we were able to achieve this is because no one thought that the dignified master of Luotian Mountain, a Buddhist saint, would have been controlled by him a long time ago!
After hearing this, Linghu Bai remained calm and calm, and only flicked his sleeves.
A soft breeze blew slowly, and Liang Yan relaxed all over. The invisible giant peak pressing on his head collapsed. He finally breathed a sigh of relief and recovered from the pressure of the Buried Emperor.
"Thank you City Lord!" Liang Yan muttered silently in his heart.
"Why bother?"
The Burial Emperor laughed and said: "None of you can run away today. I will kill you first and then him. Everything will be settled."
said Finished, point with your hand.
The entire "Da Luo Cave Sky" began to tremble, the sand cracked, the mounds collapsed, and the sky was shattered like a mirror, turning into endless darkness and chaos!
Suddenly, nine suns appeared above the sky, all pure black in color, like nine strange eyes, looking at Linghu Bai at the same time.
Bang!
In an instant, the space where Linghu Bai was was shattered, and countless black fires filled the air, enveloping him.
Liang Yan and others were shocked. When they looked up, they saw Linghu Bai's figure swaying in the fire, twisting and bending like water waves, and it was not human at all.
Although the strength of the sub-sages is much lower than that of the saints, they still have vision. At this time, they all saw that the Burial Emperor only used one move, and the power was already several times more powerful than Zhenru Tianzun!
At this moment, nine black suns were suspended above the sky, and strange black light spread to the earth, covering millions of miles of space.
Wu Nian's pupils shrank, and he suddenly jumped into the air, pointing his right hands together into a sword, and drew a golden circle on the ground.
"Everyone stand in the circle!"
After hearing this, the Patriarch of Zhonghuajie hesitated, and urged the escape light one after another, bringing all the monks around him into the circle. .
Liang Yan and Wu Xin looked at each other and brought Xiong Yuer, Li Xiran and others into the circle.
A moment later, black light fell from the sky and landed on everyone's heads. Wu Nian immediately put his hands together and activated the magic formula. A golden light curtain appeared above his head, blocking the black light.
Gold and black rays of light continued to clash, and mysterious runes appeared in mid-air one after another, and then burst, resulting in powerful mana fluctuations, which frightened everyone in Nanxuan even through the golden light barrier.
"Fortunately, there is Wu Nian Divine Monk, otherwise I will die without a burial place!"
The Burial Emperor's casual blow shocked everyone, even if the target was not them, as long as If you are caught in the aftermath of a fight, you will definitely die!
Fortunately, there is a second saint here, which gives Nanxuan heroes some peace of mind.
Looking at the mid-air, Linghu Bai's figure has been swallowed up by the black fire, but his aura has not disappeared. Countless winds are blowing in the "Da Luo Cave Sky", and in each of them It seems that they all have his shadow.
"Jue Yunqi, carrying the blue sky, riding the wind for ninety thousand miles, how happy is the blue sky!"
The Burial Emperor laughed loudly: ""Feng Yun Wushuang Jue" is only a third-rate skill, but you have created an unprecedented one. The road is truly unprecedented ! However, this technique has its limits, and you will not be able to achieve the Great Dao after all. It is your destiny, right?"
At this point, with a wave of his sleeve, the nine suns in the sky gradually began to burn more and more fiercely. Melted, falling black sludge.
The sludge seemed to have spirituality, and soon merged into the strong wind in the sky. The originally agile and elegant breeze soon became sluggish, and the speed became slower and slower until it stopped.
Finally, all the countless strong winds dissipated, leaving only one, spinning around in place, revealing Linghu Bai's figure.
"How did you escape from my hand?"
The Burial Emperor was domineering and grabbed his hand. A ball of black fire fell from the sky, turned into a huge palm, and grabbed the top of his head.
Linghu Bai's face was indifferent, and he made a magic trick. He saw countless strong winds blowing from all directions, condensing into a thousand-foot-long sword, and slashed forward, centering the oncoming black fire hand. Split.
However, even though the magical power was broken, the black fire did not disappear. Instead, it turned into thousands of strands, scurrying toward Linghu Bai like poisonous snakes.
Faced with such a dangerous scene, Linghu Bai did not dodge, but just blew lightly.
In an instant, the surrounding white clouds rolled and turned into tens of thousands of white foxes, running around and swallowing up the countless black fires one by one