Chapter 711: Immortal Falls Ridge, the Bell of Immortal King Wuzhong
The terrifying attack was like a raging torrent of energy, sweeping over like a tsunami.
Wherever it passes, mountains and rivers collapse, rivers flow backwards, and all living creatures appear so fragile in the face of this force.
Countless monks and monster beasts wailed heart-breakingly, and collapsed under the impact of this force.
Even more magnificent and boundless fairy cities fell from the sky, hit the ground, and turned into ruins with a crash.
Amidst the flying dust, a middle-aged man wearing a golden armor appeared with an extremely gloomy expression.
The fairy city that fell from the sky belonged to the other party.
His cultivation has reached the peak of the True Immortal, he is sitting in the Immortal City, and he is in charge of several feudal people.
But in the face of this terrifying wave of waves, even if half of his feet touched the king's realm, he still had no strength left to resist.
He could only watch helplessly as the fairy city he finally built was destroyed.
At this time.
Outside the territory, a big hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed the golden-armored general.
"Now that you have seen us, if you are still not angry, you should be killed!"
Outside the territory, there was a loud voice.
Immediately afterwards, there was a heart-rending wail.
There was a "bang..." sound.
It's like a balloon exploding.
The owner of the big hand crushed the golden-armored general directly.
Hot plasma, accompanied by minced meat, fell from the sky like heavy rain.
Directly dyeing a corner of the earth red.
This scene made the surviving creatures' eyes wide open.
At the same time, I was terrified.
Because of this moment.
Through the almost transparent boundary wall of the Immortal Realm, even in the Immortal Realm, one can already hear the sound of waves crashing together one after another.
Magnificent and vast.
It’s sacred beyond words.
But there is a kind of desolation and loneliness hidden in it.
It stirred the hearts of countless people.
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outside the territory,
The invisible sound of waves comes and goes.
One ancient figure after another opened its eyes in the darkness.
Darkness and immortality surged from his eyes, blazing to the extreme.
Some are standing on duckweed, some are hanging directly on the sea, and some are carried by the eyeballs of unknown creatures that seem to have just been dug out.
Various and varied.
But coincidentally, the aura exuding from each figure was extremely terrifying. Otherwise, how could it be possible to cross the boundary sea so easily? !
In the monstrous black light, their figures became clearer and clearer, and their true bodies were getting closer and closer to the Immortal Realm.
"This is not the place you should come!"
An immortal king spoke up and was very angry.
He is an Immortal King in white clothes, with an immortal demeanor, but his face is ferocious at the moment, looking full of anger.
Because among the many fairy cities that had just been destroyed, several were vassals of his royal city.
Now that those fairy cities have been destroyed, let alone his dignity being despised...
The most important thing is that the resources sent to him regularly in the future will undoubtedly be greatly reduced.
"Many years ago, this was our hometown, and I just went home!"
The Dark King standing on the duckweed said coldly.
The voice was like the cold wind coming from the Nine Netherworld, biting to the bone, with endless resentment and indifference.
"Go home? There is no home for you here. You are already willing to perish. This is no longer your hometown!" The Immortal King in White spoke, ready to take action.
"The most terrifying turmoil in history is about to come. None of you can avoid it. You can only choose to surrender!"
Before the King of Darkness on the duckweed could speak, another voice came out, full of impatience.
It was a tall figure with a ferocious face, holding a spear, and with nine pairs of dark wings growing on its back.
He walked out slowly from behind, looking ferocious.
The opponent is not an immortal king, but an immortal king.
As the words fell, the other party suddenly waved the black spear in his hand, and a jet-black spear light instantly cut through the void and pierced the immortal king who opened his mouth.
The terrifying murderous intent swept over like a tidal wave.
Those who are able to persist until now must have penetrated deep into the boundary sea, and there is no doubt about their strength.
The collision entered a fierce stage immediately from the beginning.
As the Nine-Winged Immortal King took action, a jet-black spear light cut through the void and instantly stabbed the immortal king who opened his mouth.
The gun was extremely bright and huge in area, as if the entire universe was coming from it, it was extremely exaggerated.
Not to be outdone, the Immortal King directly struck out with a palm. His fingers were crystal clear and the light was blazing, blocking the opponent's spear.
The two forces collided in the void and erupted with a loud noise.
But the next moment, the expression of the white-clothed Immortal King suddenly changed drastically, and without any explanation, he quickly shot towards the back.
I don’t know when.
Something like a butcher's knife slashed over.
Countless laws soar into the sky, shining brightly and dazzlingly.
Even though the Immortal King had already retreated immediately, an arm was still cut off.
The scalding royal blood was so exaggerated.
Such battles don't just happen here.
Because there is not only a group of dark kings who want to forcefully enter the fairyland, but also other dark creatures, the latter accounting for the majority.
And the latter had a clear goal. As soon as he made a move, he went straight to a certain Immortal King, and really just wanted to know the cause and effect.
Such a big movement had naturally been sensed by Jiang Huai for a long time.
But he didn't take action immediately.
Even though he could gain experience points by killing those Dark Immortal Kings, he did not take action.
First, some immortal kings in the immortal realm really deserved to die. Apart from Ao Sheng, Taichu and Yuanshi, there were also some immortal kings who were not worth keeping.
Second, even if those dark immortal kings were killed, the experience points gained would not be particularly much.
Rather than leaving those people in Xianyu to continue to disgust him, it would be better to kill them first by taking advantage of the dark immortal kings.
He had already become notorious, and every time he took action, an immortal king would definitely die. In the eyes of others, it was almost an iron rule.
But he didn't want such a far-reaching reputation, mainly because in this way, the experience points gained would be relatively less.
However, there were also immortal kings worth taking action.
For example, the white-clothed immortal king.
The war lasted for more than a hundred years.
In the end.
An immortal king died.
In the past, it was simply unimaginable.
As long as you step into the realm of immortality, you can live forever and have an unlimited lifespan.
Not to mention immortal kings, even ordinary true immortals rarely die, but now, kings are killed one after another.
The entire fairyland fell into a wailing and shaking.
Fortunately, those dark fairy kings were eventually killed by the Lord of the Holy Land, otherwise, it would be too desperate.
But besides being shocked, everyone was a little confused.
I don’t understand why the Lord of the Holy Land, if he wanted to take action, didn’t take action earlier, but waited until those kings fell before taking action.
That was the fairy king. In the years when the emperor did not appear, he was already the most powerful existence in the world. It was hard to say whether one could be born in an era.
For the fairyland, the fall of any king realm is an irreparable loss.
Even the true immortals would not be like this. The king is the key to determining the victory or defeat of the war.
"Fellow Taoists, what is the Lord of the Holy Land thinking? If he really doesn't take action, it's fine, and he won't say anything.
But if he wants to take action, why does he wait until those kings fall before taking action?
He is in a high position and has great power. Doesn't he know that this is an irreparable and huge loss for the fairyland?!"
In the depths of the starry sky, a king who was not involved spoke.
"If you really don't do anything, we won't say anything." The Immortal King continued, with some helplessness in his voice.
The main thing is that if such a thing happens again in the future, won't their fate be the same?
The Lord of the Holy Land will watch them fall.
"He is in a high position and has great power. Doesn't he know that this is an irreparable and huge loss to the Immortal Realm?!"
The Immortal King questioned again, his voice was loud, but soon became softer because he was afraid of being heard.
"Be careful with your words. Whether to take action or not is someone else's choice. We can only protect ourselves!"
An old Immortal King spoke.
After the voice fell, the starry sea returned to silence again.
Thousands of years passed again, and the long river of time slowly flowed in this ancient Immortal Realm, as if to completely erase the traces of that shocking battle.
However, deep in the mountains, the remains of the kings still lay there quietly.
The corpses have been weathered, but they still exude an indescribable pressure, as if telling the tragic and tragic story of that year.
Several kings were killed, and their bodies were still scattered in the mountains. No matter when it was, it was too unimaginable.
At the same time, in addition to the shock, the torrent surged.
Many people realized a very serious problem in their hearts.
They saw with their own eyes how arrogant those dark creatures were at the beginning. They destroyed several fairy cities and holy places at the beginning, and the devil flames were raging, but in the end, they were still taken away by the Lord of the Holy Land with a slap?
What does this show?
Doesn't it mean that with the Lord of the Holy Land, the Holy Land is definitely the safest place, not to mention other places in the fairyland, and there is no other place.
After realizing that this matter concerns their lives.
Countless creatures traveled long distances and wanted to move to the Holy Land.
It was so grand, just like the migration of animals in the animal world in the previous life.
Jiang Huai naturally had no objection to this.
Anyway, after his development some time ago, the area of the Holy Land was larger after the construction, and it could easily accommodate even if there were several times more.
More people makes it more lively.
He specifically told this matter to Old Man Lin and asked him to be responsible for maintaining order.
After receiving the task, Old Man Lin also acted without hesitation and did not dare to slack off.
After all, it was the time when the Holy Land opened its doors, and the flow of people was more complicated than before.
Various instructions were issued, and teams of monks patrolled and guarded in the Holy Land to ensure that no one with bad intentions could take the opportunity to make trouble.
At the same time, he also arranged a group of monks to be responsible for receiving and settling those who moved in with their families to ensure that they could adapt to the living environment of the Holy Land in the shortest time.
The remaining hesitant ones were no longer vague when they saw this, and moved in in a hurry, fearing that they would not have such a good thing after missing this period of time.
Compared with the calmness of Liu Village.
At this moment.
There is a place that is not so calm.
Heaven.
The rising star in the fairyland at present.
Somewhere.
Since the war a thousand years ago, Shi Hao occasionally had some thoughts and began to try to impact the emperor realm.
But it is not a retreat.
It is not to bury oneself in the burial soil again.
In that case, it is OK to use it once.
And it is also luck.
If buried again, it will be difficult to come out.
Shi Hao chose to travel the old roads, the places where he had been in the past, where his footprints were left, similar to the mortal world's search for understanding the great way of heaven and earth, seeking breakthroughs.
But it is really too difficult to go from king to emperor. From ancient times to the present, how many people have really succeeded?
It is an exaggeration to say that there are only a few.
"There are some causes that need to be understood!"
This day.
Shi Hao was thoughtful, and suddenly took a step forward and came to a vast mountain.
This place no longer belongs to the fairyland, but to the lower world.
At first glance, there is nothing unusual here.
Lush and green, all kinds of vigorous ancient trees rise from the ground.
But it is difficult for the outside world to perceive.
Because this is a restricted area.
Some immortals or kings were eroded and classified this place as their restricted area.
Shi Hao did not stop at all, swung his iron fist, and the glory of the fairy king enveloped him, and a punch fell.
"Boom boom boom..."
Unimaginable power burst out from Shi Hao's fingers, turning into an unrivaled real dragon phantom, destroying all the mountains within sight.
"Daoyou, you've gone too far, haven't you? The past is over, can't we apologize to you?"
A long howl sounded, and the next moment, a huge pangolin-like monster emerged from deep in the ground.
Then, the pangolin-like monster suddenly changed and turned into a man in a black robe.
The man stared at Shi Hao with a sinister look, shocked, stunned, and a little scared.
This place is sealed in dust, untainted by cause and effect, and they want to survive the great turmoil.
Although this possibility is very low, it is not impossible.
But I never expected that the cause of the past would come to the door.
And it is so powerful.
The other party was so old, but he had already become a king, which made it feel horrified.
If it remembered correctly, the other party had not even become an immortal, let alone an immortal, and was not even a supreme being. In its eyes, he was just an ant. If it hadn't been for a mysterious woman, he would have been killed by the joint efforts of several forbidden areas!
That woman had misled them.
Otherwise, all this should have ended long ago.
"Yunxian Ridge, die!" Shi Hao looked cold, his bright eyes retracted from the black-robed man, and he attacked again, using the True Dragon Fist.
He had hatred in his heart.
Because Ye Qingxian was beaten into a rain of light by this group of people and disappeared.
Shi Hao had a premonition that Ye Qingxian should have something important to say, but in the end he was suppressed before he could open his mouth.
Although it was not the real body, it was still hateful, because these people attacked with the idea of killing.
Whether it was the real body or the fake body, they would be killed.
"Boom boom boom..."
The True Dragon Fist was swung again,
The earth-shattering sound echoed under the endless sky, like the roar of an ancient beast, shaking every inch of land.
A huge real dragon flew out from its fist.
The scales flashed with golden light, the dragon's eyes were as sharp as lightning, and the dragon's claws were sharp and unmatched. It was exaggerated and it didn't look fake at all.
The mountains collapsed under the impact of this force, boulders rolled down, and smoke and dust rose.
The originally majestic Yunxian Ridge, at this moment, became fragmented under the ravages of the True Dragon's phantom, as if it had experienced billions of years of wind and rain erosion and was completely penetrated and destroyed.
As for the man in black robe.
He didn't even react, and was directly blasted into pieces.
The difference in strength was too great.
After doing all this, Shi Hao did not stop, and immediately ran to other restricted areas.
"Buzz..."
Just then, a bell fell.
The fairy light was bright, extremely gorgeous and unmatched.
It is the bell of the Immortal King Wuzhong.