Chapter 1059 I'm Not Late

The four demon Mahayana were horrified when they saw this, and immediately realized that this was the spiritual power of Mu Dao Ren.

They immediately ignored everything else and hurriedly urged the untransformed mana to release their own spiritual domains.

However, just as the four demons' spiritual domains were formed, Mu Dao Ren flicked his finger, and the Evergreen Spiritual Domain suddenly surged forward, crushing the four demons' spiritual domains in an instant.

"How is it possible! His power... why... is... so... terrifying..."

The black-skinned demon widened his eyes, but his voice became slower and slower, and his body gradually turned into a wooden sculpture, and gradually stopped moving.

"Hmph"

Just then, a cold snort suddenly sounded in the sky.

Then, a square blood-red seal appeared in the air, and it swayed in the wind, and turned into a blood-red river that stretched for thousands of miles.

The waves in the river surged, and countless human and beast phantoms were faintly wailing and struggling. The miserable voice resounded through the sky, causing all the Mahayana present to tremble together.

When Taoist Mu saw the bloody river rolling towards him, his expression changed slightly. He pinched the magic formula in his hand, and released the power of the spirit realm without reservation, bombarding the bloody river.

However, the Changqing Spiritual Realm, which had been invincible just now, trembled at this moment, as if it could not withstand the power of the bloody river.

Taoist Mu immediately muttered obscure spells, and at the same time, his hands quickly pinched the magic formula, and a green light flashed on his body, and a lush ancient tree suddenly emerged.

The branches and leaves of the ancient tree grew rapidly, like a canopy blocking Taoist Mu's head, and together with the Changqing Spiritual Realm, they supported the bloody river and stopped it in mid-air.

The next moment, the figure of Emperor Yan suddenly appeared in the bloody river.

He didn't even look at it, and threw a punch directly downwards. With a loud "bang", the Changqing Spiritual Realm was instantly shattered, and the ancient tree's phantom also collapsed.

Taoist Mu groaned and spit out a mouthful of golden blood.

The blood river lost its obstruction and immediately surged down. Yan Di stood on the crest of the wave, looking at Mu Dao Ren expressionlessly, and raised his right fist again.

The next blow was about to hit Mu Dao Ren.

"Break!"

But at this moment, Xi Ying's voice suddenly sounded in the Shura Palace not far away.

Then, the spiritual light on the Shura Palace soared into the sky, the void between heaven and earth fluctuated, and a space crack opened beside the Mahayana of the Izumo Realm at the same time.

Seeing this, everyone did not entangle with the demons. After forcing the enemy back with one move, they took the initiative to enter the crack.

And from the crack beside Mu Dao Ren, a white and delicate hand stretched out and pulled the seriously injured Mu Dao Ren in.

Then, the Shura Palace flashed out of thin air and directly drilled into the void, bringing a group of Mahayana of the Izumo Realm, and reappeared thousands of miles away.

Yan Di threw a punch in the air, and a trace of annoyance appeared on his face, but soon turned into greed and joy.

"Good spiritual treasure, not inferior to the Three Realms Immortal Boat at all. We must seize it, it will be of great benefit to us." Yan Di muttered to himself, his voice was like a woman's.

At this time, all the demons gathered together, each with injuries, but none of them were fatal.

Even the four demons who fought with Mu Dao Ren, because Yan Di smashed the Changqing Spirit Realm, their bodies returned to normal again, but there were some branches on their trunks that were difficult to remove for the time being.

They gathered around Yan Di, looking at Yan Di with red eyes, still mumbling to himself, and did not dare to disturb him for a while.

"My lord, it's time to chase them, we can't let them run away." The Lord of Samsara hesitated for a moment and said with a stiff face.

Yan Di seemed not to hear his words, and continued to talk to himself as if no one was around.

"My lord?" The Lord of Samsara asked tentatively.

Yan Di's body stiffened, as if he came to his senses, raised his head and looked at the Lord of Samsara coldly.

"Order the army to advance across the board. Send half of you to help break through the defense line. The rest, follow me." Yan Di ordered, and his voice changed back to a male voice.

"Yes!" The Lord of Samsara subconsciously straightened up.

At this moment, thirty-six pillars of light suddenly lit up on the defense line of the Izumo Realm in the distance, and the seven-color spiritual light splashed out, illuminating the dim sky.

In the light pillars, countless runes swarmed out, forming a huge seven-color light array, covering the demons and humans who were fighting fiercely at the same time.

A lot of seven-color mist suddenly emerged on the battlefield, dividing the entire Guixu, forming one area after another, large or small.

Under the illumination of the seven-color spiritual light, Yan Di's face unexpectedly showed a crazy look again, and the light in his eyes was uncertain, sometimes red and sometimes starry.

On the seven-color light array, there were suddenly rays of rosy light flying down, like snowflakes falling on the demons.

As the void fluctuated, these demon cultivators were instantly teleported to other areas, which also gave the Izumo Realm cultivators who were still in the formation some breathing time.

Seeing this, a group of demon Mahayana frowned and were about to attack the formation, but saw that there was also a glow flying towards them, so they immediately pinched the magic formula to stop the glow.

However, the glow ignored their defensive means and rolled them up in the air, dispersing them and sending them to different areas.

Only Emperor Yan, who let the glow roll all over his body, still stayed in the same place without any change.

"A trifle."

He snorted disdainfully, raised his hand and pointed, and the blood river under his feet turned into a blood-colored seal again, and shook it in the air and smashed it towards the colorful formation.

"Pila la" a thunderclap sounded.

The seal grew in the wind and turned into a thousand feet high in an instant.

Above, blood mist rolled, wailing filled the sky. Just a glance up, some of the monks from the Izumo Realm below had their bones and blood swallowed, their souls taken away, and they flew up to the sky and merged into the seal.

The seven-color formation also changed instantly at this time, and the mist dissipated, covering all the monks from the Izumo Realm. At the same time, a ray of cold air suddenly emerged from the mist and hit the seal directly.

As the cold air spread, the frost in the sky froze everything on the path, and even the flow of time and space stagnated and condensed.

It was the great power of the road - the cold sky.

Next to the cold air, a simple sword light followed closely, and the sword rang in waves while it was galloping, which actually caused the long swords and magic weapons of all the people in the whole Guixu to vibrate at the same time, emitting the sound of the great way.

It was the great power of the road - the Qingping sword light.

At the same time, countless words flashing in gold and silver emerged from the void, spinning in the air, and then turned into a huge fist over a thousand feet wide, whistling and smashing towards the seal.

It was the great divine power - the words of the saint.

The three Mahayana monks attacked at the same time, using their great divine powers to intercept together.

The next moment, a huge roar like the collapse of the sky and the splitting of the earth resounded through the world. The blood-colored seal and the three divine powers were deadlocked for a moment, and a crack suddenly appeared on it.

With a bang, the blood-colored seal completely shattered, turning into a bloody rain that fell on the ground...

At the same time, above the head of Emperor Yan, a full moon appeared out of thin air, shedding bright fireflies-like light...

A wine glass flew over and poured out bone-eroding poison...

A Mahayana puppet with a vast aura stepped out of the void and raised his hand to detonate the core...

Millions of sword threads emerged in the sky, wandering and shuttling, forming a sword formation to strangle and kill...

Countless thorny vines intertwined, turning into a giant dragon more than ten feet long and opening its mouth to bite...

The great divine power, the bright moon leads.

The great divine power, the poisonous cauldron.

The great divine power, the fallen puppet.

The great divine power, the sword turns into thousands.

The great power, the vine turns into a dragon.

In an instant, all the Mahayana monks worked together and used their strongest power to attack the Emperor Yan at the same time.

Between heaven and earth, spiritual light surged wildly, and the air waves were surging. The seven-color formation on the sky trembled violently under the violent impact, and the fragments of spiritual light fell like rain, as if they would collapse in the next moment.

At this time, a group of Mahayana monks also appeared in the air. They looked at the attacked Emperor Yan, and their faces showed solemn expressions.

"An ant trying to shake a tree." At this moment, Emperor Yan suddenly raised his head, his voice low and hard.

He did not see any movement, and three-color spiritual light suddenly emerged from his body, circling like a ribbon, tightly wrapping his body.

All attacks such as moonlight, poisonous slurry, and sword silk bombarded this three-color spiritual light, but they were like a drop in the ocean, and could not even shake it a bit.

The Mahayana monks were horrified in their hearts, and before they could react, they saw the blood rain transformed by the blood-colored seal rolling up and instantly pouring into Emperor Yan's body.

Circles of blood-colored shock waves instantly spread from his body, sweeping everything around in the blink of an eye, and coming towards the group of Mahayana in an instant.

At this moment, the space rift reappeared around the Mahayana, and they hurriedly got into it and disappeared again.

"Do you think you can dodge the same move a second time?" Yan Di sneered, raised one hand, and clenched his five fingers, as if he had grabbed something and tore it down.

The surrounding space trembled violently, the seven-color formation was instantly broken, and a piercing sound came from the sky, and a huge space rift was actually cracked. The Shura Palace, which had not yet left, was exposed to Yan Di.

Yan Di took a slight breath and opened his mouth to spit, and a huge blood column shot out and hit the Shura Palace straight.

"Boom"

The spiritual light on the Shura Palace was running wild, and it fell out of the void and was blasted into the present world.

Yan Di let go of his hands, and the space rift closed in an instant.

At this time, the demon Mahayana who were separated by the broken seven-color formation gathered together, looking at the falling Shura Palace in the distance and the arrogant Emperor Yan, all with admiration in their eyes.

"Go, kill them and take the palace." Emperor Yan raised his hand and pointed, commanded without question, and did not make any more moves.

The demon Mahayana happily agreed and jumped forward.

At this moment, thunder exploded, and countless gray-white thunder balls poured out from the sky, hitting the demon Mahayana below fiercely.

Several demon Mahayana who rushed to the front could not avoid it in time and were hit by the thunder balls. They screamed directly, and the gray-white light around them turned slightly, and then they turned into a piece of dust, and died on the spot.

"Huh?" Emperor Yan showed a look of surprise and raised his hand and rolled it up. An invisible potential rolled up and pulled the other demon Mahayana back and threw them behind him.

The Shura Palace, which was falling out of control, suddenly stopped at this moment. The Mahayana monks of the Izumo Realm flew out one after another, looking at the familiar figure that appeared in the air with excitement.

"Fortunately, I am not late." In the air, Yuan Ming smiled slightly, and his aura flowed out naturally, not weaker than that of Emperor Yan.

After years of hard training, today, Yuan Ming has achieved the Supreme Immortal Body and has also entered the realm of True Immortal.

The Immortal War is about to start.

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For the next book, Wang Yu thought of a more resounding title, such as "Wang Yu's Great Universe World Trilogy" or "Wang Yu's Great Universe Trilogy Series: Immortal Road Mystery" What do you think of these two titles^^