Chapter 2020: Emperor Zangtian’s Layout

The incident happened so suddenly that 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!

boom!

Amidst the muffled sound, Linghu Bai's body-protecting aura shattered, and his body bent in the middle, like a broken bamboo, and flew backwards.

The whole process happened in the blink of an eye, and everyone could only feel a blur in front of their eyes. Those who were not cultivated enough could not even catch the traces of Linghu Bai.

Only when one reaches the realm of transformation and calamity can one vaguely see a meteor piercing the sky, tearing the void apart and falling into the endless darkness.

"Senior Linghu!"

Countless people screamed in shock, 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, thousands of pounds of fat surging like waves, a crack was torn on the belly, and black air was filling the air.

Suddenly, two big hands made of black energy came 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 of cold air.

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 was 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.

Snapped!

Snapped!

Snapped!

Every round of applause was like a dark cloud floating in the heart of monk Nanxuan. Although he was not hurt, he felt extremely depressed.

Everyone showed a look of surprise and uncertainty. 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 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, and there is no trace of light!

"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".

Millions of miles of space, every corner, and 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 it's time to meet today."

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!

There was nothing unusual about his breath, and his clothes were still the same.

It seemed that the man in purple robe was right. Although the palm just now was a sneak attack, it did not hurt a single hair of Linghu Bai.

"Bury the Emperor of Heaven."

Linghu Bai looked calm and 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 lords since its establishment.

It wasn't until the outbreak of the Civil War that everyone knew the ambitions of the Tiangong City Lord. It was also 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 Burial of Heaven?"

Liang Yan looked at the purple-robed man in the distance, his eyes twitching slightly, his expression extremely serious.

That’s right, it’s this breath!

When he was in the Black Mountain Territory, that suffocating sense of oppression came from this person. He was the one who forcibly changed his sixth difficulty!

Outside the tomb of the Queen Mother of the West, she almost died and 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 Burial 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 the entire layout of Luo Tianshan is 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 Heaven Burying Emperor 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. You almost died that time. , If Wen Lanfei hadn’t fought tooth and nail to save him, our game would have ended long ago.”

"Wen Lanfei?"

Liang Yan was slightly startled when he heard the name.

Isn't this the Lord of the Jade Sea Palace, the second saint of Wushuang City? The "Dragon Fish Dance" that I practiced was created by this person. Could it be that this old Lord did not disappear, but died in the hands of Emperor Zangtian!

When Liang Yan thought of this, his eyes turned and he saw Linghu Bai's face was calm, with no joy or sadness, but a trace of sadness was revealed in the depths of his eyes.

"Yes, Wen Lanfei used his life to extend my life for 800 years. If it weren't for him, I would have lost this game long ago."

"Hahaha!"

Emperor Zangtian suddenly laughed: "Wen Lanfei is a great man, but unfortunately, he doesn't know the destiny! This seat follows the way of heaven and achieves the Ten Ancestors, which is the general trend! You go against me, that is against heaven, and in the end it is nothing but a mirage, in vain!"

"Heavenly way?"

Linghu Bai murmured, and also laughed: "Heavenly way is mysterious and unpredictable. In my opinion, the will of heaven is not as good as the will of man. If the way of heaven is really irreversible, there would be no 'Nine Saints Slaughtering Immortals', and there would be no prosperity of the Antarctic Fairyland for 180,000 years."

"Queen Mother of the West?"

Emperor Zangtian showed a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, and smiled: "Just a dead bone in the tomb! Although she has some means, her mind is not firm enough, and there is a trace of so-called 'compassion', so failure is also an inevitable outcome. To be honest, in my eyes, she is not as good as you!"

"You are flattering." Linghu Bai said calmly with a calm face.

"Why are you being so modest?" Emperor Zangtian seemed to be in a good mood, and laughed: "In fact, we are the same kind of people. From a certain perspective, you are no different from me. Unfortunately, you have some unnecessary obsessions in your heart, which prevent you from transcending, so you are trapped in the chess game." "Obsessions, maybe!" Linghu Bai smiled inexplicably and said, "There are always some causal ties in the world, and you can't really be free." "It seems that you also know that your death date is today!" Emperor Zangtian smiled, without any action or use of any spells. But there was a majestic aura that suppressed the entire "Daluo Cave Heaven", making everyone feel palpitations! Among the millions of cultivators, only those in the Tribulation Realm could remain awake. Those below the Tribulation Realm all prostrated on the ground, trembling, and their sea of ​​consciousness was blank. "The simplest layout is often the most effective." Emperor Zangtian said, and glanced at Liang Yan, who felt a mountain pressing down on his head, sweating coldly, and even had the idea of ​​surrendering. Fortunately, his character was strong enough. Even though his face was pale and his breath was chaotic, he always stood straight and suppressed the fear in his heart.

Seeing this, Emperor Zangtian did not get angry, but smiled.

"Linghu Bai, this kid is the one you value most, right? You don't care about the lives of countless people, but you will show up to save him! So today's situation is to invite you into a trap."

His words verified Liang Yan's previous conjecture.

"Sure enough!"

Liang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.

At this time, he could roughly guess the layout of Emperor Zangtian.

Since the trip to the Black Mountain Domain, this person has confirmed his relationship with Linghu Bai, but because of the "living dead", he cannot deduce his whereabouts, so he uses Luo Tianshan's "divine machine performance method" to lay out, lead himself to the mountain, and finally force Linghu Bai to show up.

In order not to make Linghu Bai suspicious, his original body still sits in Tiangong City and does not leave a step.

But secretly left a restriction in the body of Zhenru Tianzun. As long as Zhenru Tianzun was injured by Linghu Bai's magical power, he could cross the endless space and teleport to "Daluo Dongtian"!

As Emperor Zangtian said, this layout is very simple, but effective enough.

If Linghu Bai did not show up, millions of cultivators in Nanxuan would be killed by Zhenru Tianzun, including Liang Yan. But if he showed up, Emperor Zangtian's goal would be achieved. This is the so-called "luring the enemy into the trap"!

The reason why this step can be achieved is that no one expected that the dignified Luotian Mountain Master, a Buddhist saint, had already been controlled by him!

After hearing this, Linghu Bai was still calm and just 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 Emperor Zangtian.

"Thank you, City Lord!" Liang Yan said silently in his heart.

"Why bother?"

Emperor Zangtian laughed and said, "None of you can escape today. I will kill you first, then him, and everything will be settled."

After saying that, he pointed his finger.

The entire "Daluo Cave Heaven" began to tremble, the sand cracked, the earth mound collapsed, and the sky was shattered like a mirror, turning into endless darkness and chaos!

Suddenly, nine suns appeared above the sky, all of which were pure black, like nine strange eyes, looking at Linghu Bai at the same time.

Bang!

In an instant, the space where Linghu Bai was located collapsed, and countless black fires filled the air, covering him.

Liang Yan and others were all shocked. They looked up and saw Linghu Bai's figure swaying in the fire, twisting and bending like water waves, and it was not in human form at all.

Although the strength of the sub-saints was much worse than that of the saints, they still had vision. At this time, they all saw that Emperor Zangtian's only move was several times more powerful than Zhenru Tianzun!

At this moment, nine black suns were suspended in the sky, and strange black light was pouring down to the earth, covering the space of millions of miles.

Wu Nian's pupils shrank, and he suddenly jumped into the air, put his right hand together to form a sword, and drew a golden circle on the ground.

"Everyone stand in the circle!"

After hearing this, the ancestors of Huajie did not hesitate, and they all activated their escape lights, bringing all the cultivators around them into the circle.

Liang Yan and Wuxin looked at each other, and also took Xiong Yue'er, Li Xiran and others into the circle.

A moment later, black light fell from the sky and landed on the heads of the people. Wunian immediately put his hands together and activated the magic formula. A layer of golden light curtain appeared above his head, blocking the black light.

The golden and black lights kept fighting, and mysterious runes appeared in the air and then shattered, thus generating a powerful fluctuation of mana. Even though there was a golden light barrier, it frightened the people of Nanxuan.

"Fortunately, there is Wunian, otherwise we would die without a place to bury our bodies!"

The casual attack of the Emperor of Zangtian frightened everyone. Even if the target was not them, as long as they were swept by the aftermath of the battle, they would definitely die!

Fortunately, there was a second saint here, which made the heroes of Nanxuan feel a little relieved.

Looking at the sky again, Linghu Bai's figure had been swallowed by the black fire, but his breath did not disappear. Countless strong winds blew in the "Daluo Cave Heaven", and his shadow seemed to be in each strong wind.

"Cut off the clouds, carry the blue sky, ride the wind for 90,000 miles, how happy it is in the blue sky!"

Emperor Zangtian laughed: "The "Wind and Cloud Unparalleled Art" is just a third-rate skill, but you have taken an unprecedented path, which is really unprecedented! However, this skill has its limits, and it will never reach the pinnacle of the avenue. It is your fate."

Speaking of this, he waved his sleeves, and the nine suns in the sky burned more and more fiercely, gradually began to melt, and fell black sludge.

These sludges seemed to have spirituality, and soon merged into the sky full of strong winds. The originally agile and elegant breeze soon became sluggish, and the speed became slower and slower until it stopped.

In the end, countless strong winds dissipated, leaving only one, which turned around in place and revealed the figure of Linghu Bai.

"How can you escape from my hand?"

The Emperor Zangtian was domineering and grabbed his hand. A ball of black fire fell from the sky and turned into a huge palm, grabbing his head.

Linghu Bai's face was calm. He pinched a magic formula, and saw countless strong winds blowing from all directions, condensing into a thousand-foot-long sword, slashing forward, splitting the oncoming black fire hand in the middle.

However, although the magic power was broken, the black fire did not disappear, but turned into thousands of threads, rushing towards Linghu Bai like a poisonous snake.

Faced with such a dangerous scene, Linghu Bai did not dodge, but just blew a breath gently.

In an instant, the surrounding white clouds rolled and turned into tens of thousands of white foxes, running in all directions, and actually swallowed the countless black fire one by one