Boom!
They are all collisions of top powers, who can do anything to who?
The moves between them were nothing ordinary, all extraordinary, a shocking collision. The entire dark area was wailing and trembling. The ground was disgusted by the height of the tsunami, and it completely collapsed, and the sky was also cracking. , scattered wisps of aura, turned into an invisible storm, cutting off everything.
The palace collapsed. Although it was once a place where immortals existed and was a remnant of heaven, it has already declined over the years. Hundreds of millions of years have worn away its last glory. It was dilapidated, the dark heaven burst open, and a large part of the palace fell here. There was no dust, everything was rubble.
This is enough to show the horror of the battle between the two. Wherever the light passed, nothing was left behind, everything was broken, and everything exploded.
Among them, there are still many that were originally well-preserved, but now they are all broken. Here, there are still some back-ups left by the immortals of the past generations. Even though they have not been completely annihilated after countless years, what are they now? They were all gone, all suppressed.
Dust flew everywhere, boulders collapsed, and ruins buried everything.
The thick stone pillar finally reached him, and the tiles made of immortal gold were also shattered and scattered in all directions.
Both of the two powerful men were easy to mess with. The aftermath of their fight was enough to overturn the sky forever. This move shook the heavens and the earth, and the passage of time seemed to have been temporarily cut off by their impact.
In the storm, the weasel remained motionless. Invisible power naturally emitted from his side, dust rippled, and everything dissipated hundreds of meters away from him.
The weasel raised his head and looked into the distance.
The divine light swept away everything and suppressed all the black fog and dust. In the palace in the distance, a large number of corpses revealed their true forms. They had been dead for an unknown period of time and it was hard to tell. The original form was constantly floating in the void, collapsing, and then disintegrating and annihilating under the influence of the aftermath of the previous power.
In the further area, there are more corpses, all of which have emerged. In the collapsed hall, on the broken earth, there are all kinds of corpses, they are wearing The armor, holding the weapon in his hand, should have been covered by dust in the endless years, but now it is revealed again.
These corpses and skeletons belonged to those heavenly soldiers and generals before. Time has covered them with dust, but now they are re-revealed under the impact of power.
However, it is obvious that they are all completely dead. No one is still alive. The dark power invaded the corpses and wiped out the vitality. Today, they reappeared in the world, but they were still nothingness for a moment. Doesn't exist.
Under the collision of immortal-level power, how can these things that have lost their power survive forever? There is nothing to hold on to, everything is shattering, even the ancient heaven was destroyed, let alone them.
The Weasel's pupils shrank, and his expression was solemn and solemn. He saw the fallen corpse here, and saw many weapons and armor that did not belong to heaven. Judging from the condition of these weapons and armor, it was obvious that they belonged to the past. world.
Looking around, this place is absolutely grand, glorious and unimaginably prosperous.
Back then, this was the center of the Three Realms, guarding countless heavenly soldiers and generals, protecting everything. It was high above the sky, and its majesty surpassed the natural moat.
However, for some reason, a battle broke out. The human race, which they regarded as ants, rose up and entered the heaven, killing all the superior immortals and burying them in the dust.
The weasel waved his palm at will, and the souls of the humans and immortals all disappeared, leaving nothing behind. They must have perished under the corrosion of endless years.
Looking up, the weasel saw the so-called immortal.
A skinny shadow is sitting on a throne in the distance. The huge seat has no light and is in tatters. The palace next to it is also in pieces, but it is still holding on tenaciously and has not fallen. It is extremely dilapidated. , but in it, there is a hint of simplicity and vicissitudes.
A cold look looked down from high in the sky. He looked down at this place with a calm expression, without much expression.
In the entire dark place, or even in the entire dark rift, this is the first living creature that the weasel has seen.
Is this the being who calls himself an immortal?
The weasel looked calmly, looking up and down.
Obviously, this existence is powerful, terrifying, and invincible. Sitting there is the history book of the years. His face is cold and indifferent. The previous fight with the weasel obviously did not hurt him at all. Sitting there Here, endless time, space and time flow slowly, and his eyes are blank with the breath of immortality and eternity.
It's just a pity that this creature's body is too withered and weak. There is almost no life breath in it. Even the heart and blood have stopped. It is extremely abnormal and skinny.
His hair is also pure black and white, and even his eyes are the same, but the only difference is that his two pupils emit a dazzling colorful luster. There seem to be two pupils at the core. Like a gem, it is extremely sharp, exudes a soul-stirring luster, and is so terrifying that it is enough to tear apart the souls of all creatures in the world and immortals.
A suit of tattered clothes, quite ancient, outdated and unknown in geometry, drifted in the wind and fell on his skinny body. Not only did it not mean that it was broken, but it had an inexplicable Taoist charm, swinging with his breathing.
As for his head, there is a hair crown, which is neatly placed. The black fairy charm on it is surging, illuminating all living beings, and the fluctuations of the energy of heaven and earth contained in it are rich and terrifying.
"You have been completely corrupted by the darkness. You are worthy of being called an immortal, but you are just a living corpse."
The weasel's expression was cold and solemn, and his tone was unkind.
"What is light and what is darkness, in my opinion, is just a generalization. The supreme immortal, the years change, nothing will last forever, but in front of me, everything is just an insect. That’s it, whatever is useful, I pick it up, that’s all.”
The immortal answered here calmly, as if he didn't care at all about the weasel's disrespectful words.
"Immortals are supreme and reincarnation is strong. There is nothing wrong with darkness. Darkness is eternal. Even if the three realms collapse and all things wither, I will still be immortal and peace will fall."
This immortal is here Speaking from the huge throne, his voice was high and cold, with unparalleled domineering in the world, and the majesty in his words was like the existence of a righteous ancient immortal, who only lorded over himself, scanning the wasteland and despising everything in the world.
In the entire world, only the truly immortal can survive forever. Pursuing immortality by one's own means, isn't this a kind of Tao?
The weasel was calm and didn't say much. He just stared at him and spoke after a long time.
"You are just a walking corpse in darkness. Neither the real Heaven nor the First Emperor has died. You are just a lingering ant."
"Hahaha, not dead?" The person on the throne said indifferently. His eyes were bright and he stared at the weasel, with a playful attitude flashing in his pupils. "How do you know they are not dead? How do you know what happened in the ancient times?"
Weasel found out indifferently that this creature is really alive, not a puppet object, but weird Yes, for some reason, he felt a particularly weird feeling here, always feeling inexplicably abnormal, and having the illusion that this place was always weird for some reason.
A generation of immortals from the ancient times must have various means to survive until now, and their power is terrifying. But why is he still alive now? The only thing is the passage of time. Did the darkness really protect him?
Weasels always sense something strange.
And in this body, he couldn't feel much of the breath of life. His whole body was dry and haggard, and his flesh and blood seemed to have reached the end of their lifespan, leaving only a layer of skin. Wrapping the last bones.
However, despite this, they are almost wiped out, but the weasel understands that this creature is really strong, and it is one of the few he has encountered in such a long time.
"In this area, in those years, what kind of god were you in heaven?" Weasel did not act in such a hurry, but asked calmly.
"Daluo Jinxian."
These four simple words made Weasel's scalp jump a few times.
Daluo Jinxian!
This is definitely the top-level existence of immortals, and one of the strongest living beings besides saints. This guy who looks skinny and has only one breath is actually a big man. Luo Jinxian!
No wonder it puts so much pressure on him!
But at the same time, Weasel didn't mean to be too afraid. No matter what kind of immortal he was, he was already dying anyway. There were traces of death everywhere. It was all in the past, and there was nothing to hold back. necessary.
The weasel dominates all directions, the light around it becomes more and more magnificent, its hair is raised, and its eyes are stunning, like wisps of flying flowers.
"There has been a war between the human race here and the Heavenly Court? These human races have killed so many immortals, why did they leave you alone?"
"Only me?" That one The immortal was cold and arrogant, and the aura on his body gradually revived, and his colorful eyes became more and more breathtaking, exuding an aura of dominance in the sky and on earth.
"Did you think something wrong? Who told you that the immortals here were caused by these human races?"
"Isn't it true?"
"Whether it's an immortal or a human, I'm the one who suppresses and kills them."
The weasel was stunned for a moment, then took a deep breath of cold air!
This is actually the case. No wonder I noticed something was wrong when I came here before. The number of humans here is really too small. Even if there are records in the ruins of the First Emperor, the combat power of the humans has been obtained. The price is extremely powerful, but it is still somewhat impossible to be able to fight against the heavens with just these.
And at the moment before the previous corpses were broken, the weasel felt the existence of a formation, and the aura involved in the formation seemed to spread to the entire sky
"Wait, can it be said that you are setting up the formation here?" Weasel's eyes were cold and serious, and the evil spirit spread instantly: "The immortals and humans here have all become the materials for your formation, the darkness Coming here is all about you!”
"You can think so." The immortal soul said calmly: "When I was injured, these humans came to chase me, and I needed to repair the wound, but they alone were not enough, so I added immortals. ”
The weasel did not speak, but the murderous intent in his eyes became more and more grand.
This is indeed a ruthless person, not only ruthless to the human race, but also ruthless to the heavens. He is obviously here to protect and save him, but in order to keep himself alive and extend his life, he does not hesitate to take action. , without any stop.
"You really deserve to die."
The self-proclaimed immortal did not have too many emotional fluctuations. The seven-color light surrounding him was as sharp as the way of heaven, and the dark mist above his head gradually It was boiling, and the breath gradually began to flow around him.
"Is that the reason for those corpses in the distance?" Weasel scolded.
"Not bad."
The weasel's eyes are getting colder and colder. This is really a demon-level figure. How many people have died here, how many creatures have died, and the bones outside are almost piled up. It's a mountain, and he actually did it all.
Looking around, looking at these broken and fallen palaces, he felt an ominous and ominous feeling. He could not explain the reason. Before, he thought that this place was due to the fall of heaven and the darkness that had turned into it. , but it shouldn't look like this now.
This immortal took action, killed the heavenly soldiers, and cut off part of the heavenly palace. It fell down and became his formation, condensing this dark place.
This place is even scarier than what he imagined.
Seemingly seeing through his thoughts, the creature on the high throne answered calmly.
“This is not a corner of heaven, but half of it. It’s a pity that the successive wars and the erosion of time have made it no longer what it used to be. Otherwise, you would have died the moment you stepped in.”
"And they are just a bunch of losers. Being able to become the nourishment of this immortal is the best place for them to belong."
The Weasel was indifferent and did not say much. Until now, , what more can be said?
It was nothing more than a battle. He had already felt that the monstrous black mist around him had been prepared for a long time, like vicious wolves, eyeing his prey and ready to take action at any time.
“Come on.”
The immortal on the throne spoke indifferently.
"Okay."
After the words fell, the whole world seemed to be illuminated for a moment. With a clang, the weasel pulled out the Ding Qin sword in his hand without hesitation, and raised his head above his head. The picture scroll of Shang Nuwa Empress appeared, and the emerald green vitality spread across all things. The endless emerald green life was poured into the weasel's body.
In the next moment, the dazzling light of life bloomed between heaven and earth, completely covering the entire endless years in an instant, which was breathtaking! (End of this chapter)