Chapter 371 Fairyland Dusk

Such a voice came from the Jieying Ancient Palace, coming from an extremely tall figure, standing like an ancient demon mountain, with blood-red eyes, like two blood moons, shocking people.

He is not a multi-headed monster, but a dark creature in the true sense, born from the ancient dark kingdom, born there, rising there, and finally, turning into a supreme immortal king and becoming one of the rulers of the dark kingdom.

In the entire dark heaven, except for the supreme master of the heaven, the emperor of darkness, the supreme immortal king like him is the strongest, ruling the boundless territory, and there are countless dark creatures under his command.

This time, the nine-headed monster passed the message and told the dark kingdom that there were two creatures who might break the king and become the emperor in the heavens and the worlds, which attracted the attention of the dark kingdom. The creature didn't believe it at first, but now, after seeing Gu Wudi with his own eyes, he believed it.

Gu Wudi was not the only supreme immortal king outside the darkness that he had seen. There were many, and there was more than one at the end of the other side of the boundary sea. However, none of them had the aura of Gu Wudi.

The great success of the Qi Refining System not only pushed his Taoism to the peak, but also made Gu Wudi's temperament reborn and transcendent. This kind of thing is hard to explain, it is a feeling.

For the immortal kings in the peak realm, "feeling" is something that cannot be disbelieved.

Therefore, the ruler of the Dark Kingdom had a cold look in his eyes and a lot of murderous intent. He was determined to kill Gu Wudi in the bud and let him break his dream of becoming an emperor.

"Eighteen ancient palaces of reception, you really think highly of us." Gu Wudi chuckled and shook his head, not scared by the wolves surrounding him.

"In fact, one can destroy your so-called immortal realm. If eighteen are all here, you can die without regrets." The ruler of the Dark Kingdom spoke majestically.

"Haha, it's still unknown who will win." Gu Wudi sneered.

The next moment, a thunderous roar came from the Jieying Ancient Palace, shaking the heavens and the earth.

It was a ferocious and huge monster with many heads, shadowy and dense, and its aura was incomparably strong, almost the same as the ruler of the dark kingdom.

Gu Wudi narrowed his eyes and saw at a glance that the creature had nineteen heads, covered with green scales, hideous and terrifying.

"Nineteen-headed monster?"

He whispered to himself.

Then, the nineteen-headed monster came out, and its nineteen heads were different. There was a dragon head in the middle, and on both sides were white tiger heads, pixiu heads, taotie heads... and so on, which was very shocking.

Its body was a dragon body, with a strong physique. It coiled and danced there, stirring up the void layer by layer, and it couldn't bear it at all.

Its body was too huge, and the smallest scales were as big as the sun, moon, and stars. Its eyes alone were as big as planets. The power emanating from its body was so terrifying that even the Immortal King felt suffocated.

This creature was not a creature from the Dark Kingdom, but a being that had been imprisoned in the Dark Cage for endless years. They were not a single creature, but a group.

Their souls were imprisoned in the Dark Cage, and they had been tortured for endless years, devouring each other. Now they had a chance to follow the Dark Army to kill the heavens and fight against the light.

At this moment, it took action to tear apart the ancient invincible clone that was blocking the path of the Dark Army.

Nineteen heads attacked together, and the power was unparalleled. In terms of strength, it was not much different from the original body of the ancient invincible.

Knowing that he was just a clone and could not defeat the other party, Gu Wudi did not fight with this fusion monster. He looked coldly at the hideous 19-headed monster, and then looked at the ruler of the dark kingdom. Then, he disintegrated by himself, turned into a wisp of air, and dissipated between heaven and earth.

The 19-headed monster pounced on nothing, and its huge claws grabbed the sand without leaving any mark.

It was slightly stunned, and the dragon head in the middle showed a solemn look.

"What a Gu Wudi, his system is amazing and his Taoism is extremely high. If he is given some more time, he may really be able to go against the sky, break through the king realm, and become an emperor. It's a pity that he doesn't have this opportunity." The ruler of the dark kingdom sighed lightly, and then ordered the 19-headed monster to return to the ancient palace, and the army continued to march and headed straight for the destination.

Soon, 18 huge monsters crossed the sand, passed through the thunder abyss, and were no longer restrained, and killed towards the small group of heavens where the fairyland was located.

Although the Immortal Realm was late to realize the disaster, it had already known the news of the catastrophe. The eighteen ancient reception halls took extremely hidden routes and were difficult to observe from the dike world.

Therefore, the kings of the Immortal Realm made some arrangements in the dike world. Once the enemy came, they would issue an early warning to let the Immortal Realm know.

When the early warning was triggered, it was like throwing a huge stone weighing hundreds of millions of pounds into the calm Immortal Realm, which caused thousands of waves.

The entire Immortal Realm was trembling. From the Immortal King in seclusion to the lowest level of human cultivators, without exception, all of them had their hair standing on end and their backs chilled. In the dark, it seemed that an indescribable behemoth was approaching, opening its bloody mouth and swallowing everything.

"Is the dark wave finally coming?" Wang Heng, the supreme immortal king who was sitting cross-legged in the Hengwang Palace, the number one in the immortal realm, the leader of the three realms, opened his eyes. A bolt of lightning shot out from his pupils, cutting through the past and the present, and going to the distant river of years, as if to break through time and see eternity.

One hundred thousand years was too short. Wang Heng weighed the pros and cons and finally did not choose to rashly walk the road to becoming an emperor. This road was too dangerous. Throughout the ages, countless immortal kings died tragically on the road, and only a few survived. Even if they survived, they would be seriously injured and need a long time to recuperate.

Wang Heng had no time to try and make mistakes. The darkness was coming. As the leader of the three realms, he must not fall down, otherwise, his morale would fall to the bottom and he would have no chance of winning when facing the darkness.

After waiting for a hundred thousand years, the day that decided his fate finally came. He stood up from his cross-legged sitting, and the terror of the supreme immortal king swept across the eight wastelands like a tide and spread throughout the immortal realm.

At this moment, all the creatures in the fairyland looked in shock towards the direction of the Hengwang universe. There, a primordial spirit Dharma image reached the sky and the earth, becoming the center of the world. The road of heaven and earth turned into a waterfall, falling beside him, the sun, moon and stars turned into a long river, lingering around him, and the power of time was dense, making him look like he did not belong to this ancient history.

"Hengwang!"

At this moment, whether it was the creatures in the fairyland, the creatures in the primitive ancient world, or the funeral master sleeping in the ancient coffin, they were all chanting the true name of this majestic creature.

He was too powerful. Throughout the history of the three realms, there were very few creatures who could be compared with Wang Heng. They were all famous people, such as butchers and chicken farmers. None of them were simple people. They all made an invincible reputation in the vast sea of ​​​​worlds.

On the other side, Gu Wudi of the primitive ancient world was also not to be outdone, and his invincible Dharma image rose from the ground.

This is the originator of the Qi Refining System. Both his physical body and his soul are impeccably powerful. His magic power is even more unique and boundless. He is an all-round warrior and invincible in his class.

Since his debut, Gu Wudi has never tasted defeat in a battle with the same class. To be precise, he has always been on the reverse path and is a leader in this field, which is rare in ancient times.

Now, Gu Wudi has also become the top immortal king. Naturally, he is also the leader of the three realms, and he commands the armies of the three realms together with Wang Heng of the Immortal Realm.

"Invincible Heavenly Emperor!"

Countless creatures chanted Gu Wudi's honorable name and cast fanatical eyes on him.

The two top immortal kings sat in the immortal realm. This is the most glorious moment of the immortal realm since the time when the little emperor fell to the heaven. It is unprecedented.

Against the backdrop of the coming dark wave, the birth of two supreme creatures to suppress the human world with the strongest power is undoubtedly a reassurance to the cultivators of the three realms.

Everyone believed that with the two of them there, the dark creatures could not get in anyway.

"Fellow Daoists, wake up and fight with me." Wang Heng's eyes were bright, like two dark suns, shining on the world. He was calling the fairy kings in the fairyland who were still in seclusion to prepare to fight the darkness.

One after another, majestic figures woke up from their enlightenment practice, got up one after another, took all their skills, and walked out of the cave.

In just a moment, dozens of huge and incomparable laws of heaven and earth appeared in various parts of the fairyland, standing upright and across the universe, attracting all the creatures in the fairyland to worship.

How could we see so many fairy kings in normal times?

Even when the uninhabited area of ​​the fairyland was eroded by the dark camp, all the creatures had never seen so many fairy king-level strongmen. This time was different. It was related to the fate of the fairyland. Life and death were all in this battle. Even the fairy kings who were in seclusion at the critical moment had to put down their work and fight the darkness.

The same was true for Gu Wudi. As his call spread throughout the vast uninhabited area, several of the ten evil spirits from the primitive ancient world, the four kings of the border, and several top immortal kings and others came out one after another, and the grand fluctuations shocked the world.

When the immortal king came out, the terrifying blood power alone was enough to illuminate the sea of ​​stars red, shatter the stars into powder, and make the great way of heaven and earth chaotic.

In the burial area, the towering tombs trembled slightly. In the huge coffins buried inside, ancient creatures from different eras woke up from their sleep and half sat up from their pretend lying state.

The tombs of the burial kings who like light are more sacred than the Taoist temples of the immortal kings. Various immortal lights are flying, immortal music is pleasant, and auspicious beasts are singing, creating a scene of a treasure land of immortals.

As the burial kings woke up, these tombs burst out with extremely bright immortal lights, turning into light rain, falling on the earth, as if an immortal is about to be born.

Seeing this scene, the immortal cultivators could not help but swallow their saliva. Is this really the cave and retreat place of the Burial King of the Burial Master lineage? It is even more sacred than the immortal king of the immortal realm.

For a moment, they could not tell who was the real immortal cultivator.

Fortunately, the branch burial king ruthlessly interrupted the imagination of all living beings. On the dark red graves one after another, the black fog was rolling, full of death, weird and terrifying, which made the immortal cultivators' souls shudder.

When the branch burial king walked out of the big grave, the black fog immediately lingered around him, and the ominous breath spread. Seeing such a horrifying scene, the immortal cultivators were so shocked that they dared not even breathe.

The immortal king of the immortal realm, the kings of the primitive ancient world, the kings of the burial domain... The kings of the three realms gathered together, and the number alone reached hundreds. There is no doubt that this is a huge and trembling force.

Even the foreign land that has dominated the ages is nothing in front of the coalition of the three realms. Once they attack the foreign land, they will be unstoppable and sweep across all directions.

However, in addition to the Immortal King, the foreign land also has the great killing weapon of the Origin Ancient Artifact. If the coalition of the three realms attacks the foreign land and provokes the Origin Ancient Artifact, then they will inevitably suffer heavy losses. The death beams emitted by this object are difficult for the supreme giants to withstand, let alone others.

Therefore, having more people does not mean that you can do whatever you want. There is a reason why the foreign land can exist for so many eras.

In addition to hundreds of immortal king-level strongmen, creatures of other levels have also appeared one after another, adjusting their status to the peak, ready to fight the dark army to the death.

The majestic world tree stands in the center of the fairyland, stretching its branches towards each universe group. The leaves are dense and lush, and each leaf is so large that it is boundless. A leaf holds a star and is filled with rich chaos.

In this battle, the power of the world tree is too insignificant. Whether it fights or not, it will not affect anything. On the contrary, it may be eroded by dark matter and turned into a dark world tree. Therefore, the kings unanimously decided that the only task of the world tree in this battle is to stabilize the mountains and rivers of the fairyland and do its best to support the immortal king-level war.

Of course, the kings did not set any goals for it. There were eighteen ancient palaces, and there were countless dark fairy kings. There were hundreds of fairy kings in the fairyland alone. It was conceivable how magnificent this battle was. It was almost impossible to protect the fairyland with a world tree. No matter what, just do your best.

The entire fairyland was in motion. Those fairy king cities that were once prosperous and bustling with people and traffic were deserted in the blink of an eye. Countless cultivators, with a passion to defend the fairyland, stepped onto the cold starry sky warships, bid farewell to their homeland, and headed towards the border.

In the ancient Taoist tradition, whether it was the old true immortal with white hair and beard, or the middle-aged cultivator who used to be the leader of the Taoist tradition, or the young people who were full of vigor and youth, they all said goodbye to their relatives and friends in a hurry and rushed to the front line.

Everyone knew that this trip was likely to be a farewell of life and death. If it was an ordinary war, how could the kings of the fairyland allow the other two worlds to garrison?

Affecting the three realms, this is destined to be an endless catastrophe.

Many creatures watched the important people in their lives go away, and they couldn't help crying in this catastrophe. After the war, how many creatures can return alive? Even whether the fairyland can survive this catastrophe is uncertain.

The monks of the primitive ancient world have been stationed in the fairyland for 100,000 years. Many creatures have taken root in the fairyland, and with the determination and sigh of death, they go to the fairy gate in the borderland.

On one side of the burial area, there is a long river formed by the confluence of ancient coffins, rushing towards the border.

The setting sun seems to indicate that this ancient world has declined and entered the dusk.