Chapter 1744: The Power of the Burning Zither Is Sometimes Exhausted, but This Destiny Still Needs to Be Overcome

Chapter 1746 The power of the burning harp is sometimes exhausted, but this destiny still needs to be overcome

"The eighth sword fairy, the first seat of the holy slave..."

"And, the sky city, that is, the inner island of the void island, the black and white dual veins of the lord!"

When the five domains heard this voice, their minds flashed back to some of the memories that were forced to be lost in the past.

Indeed, in the impression of the low-level spirit refiners.

The sky city is just the sky city, and at most they know that there is a chance of canonization inside, and that's it.

But in the world of high-level spirit refiners.

The sky city is also known as the void island. The void island is divided into inner and outer islands. It hides not only the chance of canonization, but also the secrets of the semi-saints and the saint emperors!

"The inner island of the void island, the world inside the mirror, the ghost beast..."

At the end of the void island, there were not many people who survived the various wars, but there were also many.

Those who may have survived must have a high influence in the five domains.

Everyone left the void island and clearly talked about their experiences on the island.

But it was like entering a paradise. Afterwards, few people who said it or listened to it remembered much about the experience on the island.

At this time, Ba Zun'an's words made the world remember it again.

In the island of the void, there seemed to be some legends such as "stepping on the black dragon of the Demon Emperor and pointing the sword at the three ancestors of the White Vein".

"Legend... is it true?"

True or not, there was no need to think about it at the moment.

Because along with Ba Zun'an's sword, I pinched out the eight-character order in my hand, and the order was issued. Not long after, a loud roar came from the sky again.

This time, it was not the sound of war drums and Sanskrit sounds that came in a roundabout way, but a pure and direct explosion!

"Boom——"

The sky was like a mirror, and it broke into pieces.

In the fragments of time and space, a corner of the city wall with a magnificent momentum suddenly appeared, and it was covered with the mottled breath of time.

"Sky, sky... island!"

Feng Zhongzui screamed in shock, confusing the two titles.

He had heard about it before. When he was in the East Heavenly King City in the East Region, the Sky City seemed to be "summoned" by the First Seat of the Holy Slave.

This sounds incredible.

But with the blessing of the Holy Emperor's Golden Edict, it seems understandable.

Now, the Eighth Sword Immortal didn't have to do anything, just pinched out a token and shouted.

Void Island, has it descended?

"Ah——"

The dragon roared.

It was obvious that it was not just Void Island that had descended.

The island only showed a corner, stuck in the crack of the sky, and did not land entirely on the ruins of the Guizhe Holy Mountain.

Immediately afterwards, the wind and clouds in the nine heavens changed.

The endless rising demonic energy gathered and gathered, accompanied by the dragon roar, and transformed into a winding black dragon shadow.

The sky of the Central Region suddenly became gloomy.

One world looked at the head, one world looked at the body, and one world looked at the tail... For a moment, no one could see the full picture of this huge black dragon.

"Dragon treasure!"

Xu Xiaoshou's eyes lit up.

It had been so long since he returned to the time when he fought side by side with Long Bao on the Void Island.

Compared to the intimate way that Shou Ye called him, Feng Zhongzui did not dare to be presumptuous at all, and appeared to be extremely awed:

"Demon Emperor Black Dragon!"

He shouted, and explained the information that was timely transmitted by the Feng Family while being shocked:

"The inner island of the Void Island is divided into black and white veins, each commanding many evil and inexhaustible ghost beasts."

"This dragon is the master of the black vein, named 'Demon Emperor Black Dragon'."

"Demon Emperor Black Dragon is the descendant of the bloodline of the Dragon Ancestor of the Ten Ancestors, the former master of the Dragon Cave, and the only two Dragon Saint Emperors in the world."

These titles were thrown out.

Even without a detailed interpretation of what mistakes the Demon Emperor Black Dragon had made to be exiled to the inner island of the Void Island, the Five Domains were already shocked.

Saint Emperor!

Nothing else mattered.

These two words alone were enough to scare people's jaws off.

There really is a Saint Emperor fighting force around Ba Zun An, and it appears in the form of a savage race like the Dragon Clan.

He thought, he is also powerful, but he can go against the will of heaven!

Xu Xiaoshou was shocked by Long Bao's past.

How could Feng Zhongzui know more than himself?

Oh, yes, after leaving the Void Island, he was a little unkind, and didn't even think about going too deep into his good friend's past.

"Shou!"

The Demon Emperor Black Dragon, the dragon head condensed first, and the dragon body followed behind.

Compared with the majesty of its first appearance in Dongtianwang City, this time it seemed particularly excited, and flew over with the most direct goal.

Buzz!

The Demon Emperor Black Dragon passed through Xu Xiaoshou, but did not lift up this former comrade as he wished.

It was obviously confused for a moment.

After the dragon body coiled back into the void, it uttered a puzzled syllable.

"I'm afraid I can't have a warm hug!"

Xu Xiaoshou was thoughtful, lowered his head and looked around at his body.

At the moment of contact, he felt strange.

He clearly felt like he was about to be lifted up by the dragon and soar into the sky.

Suddenly, that feeling disappeared.

The power of the Ancient War God Platform does exist, and it is very strange.

It strongly killed that kind of "change", and obviously judged the intervention of the Demon Emperor Black Dragon as an "influence" on the battle situation.

But how is the "baseline" of this influence defined?

Xu Xiaoshou looked down at his feet.

He had scooped up a handful of sand before, and the sand on the Holy Land was lost and quickly restored.

He looked into the distance.

Ai Cangsheng shot an arrow at Zhong Yuanzi, and the arrow shattered Zhong Yuanzi's head. Judging from the latter's panic, he did have his head blown up once, but he didn't feel any pain?

"The two warring parties can affect the environment, and the environment can also affect the battle between the two warring parties in turn."

"But the weight has been reduced?"

Xu Xiaoshou looked back at Old Sang.

He could transfer the life energy to Old Sang in an instant, and it would work, but if it was the other way around...

"On the other hand, if he wants to help me, it's not certain."

"If that's the case, if I'm an evil cultivator in the Southern Region, I need to sacrifice thousands of lives to have a significant impact on the people of love."

"Will these thousands of lives die or not die?"

Can the existence of the Ancient War God Platform determine these things?

If it can, then the standard of this "baseline" should be very flexible, perhaps based on the will of the War Ancestor to define the standard.

If we only think about the seemingly paradoxical "sacrifice method" from the perspective of "war" and "war ancestor"...

"Others want to help subjectively, but I'm afraid we can't help them."

"But if one of the two warring parties has a technique that requires sacrificing others, I'm afraid these people may really be sacrificed if they don't run away?"

"They don't know whether the war ancestor will be resurrected... In short, everything is based on the completion of the "war", and the rest is secondary?"

Old Sang was disconnected.

Xu Xiaoshou threw this thought to Dao Qiongcang, and got a "yes" reply, and he understood.

The Demon Emperor Black Dragon was obviously not the only one who appeared.

Before the world could think too much, a force emerged again from the corner of the void island stuck in the crack of the sky.

"Puff..."

This familiar sound made the world's heart palpitate.

But it was not Jin Zhao Baiyan, not from Shou Ye and Wuxiu.

Instead, a sea of ​​white flames spread across the sky, and from the vastness, a distressed saint with shackles on his hands and feet walked over.

He was in human form, his face could not be seen clearly, and he looked old. He was wearing a Dead Sea prison uniform that was very familiar to all five domains, but it was burned to tatters.

When he walked out of the sea of ​​fire, the strange image of the fire domain collapsed with a bang, and all kinds of power gathered in one finger, which was pointed at Wuxiu's eyebrows by the old Saint Emperor.

"Puff--"

The Saint Slave Wuxiu was instantly engulfed in white flames.

If an outsider was like this, he would probably be in agony at this moment.

But he seemed to have been injected with soul and vitality, and all his energy was warming up.

Seeing this, Xu Xiaoshou also gave up the transmission of life spirit.

"Ancestor Jinzhao!"

"Ancestor Jinzhao, the ancestor of all ancestors."

"It is said that he was born from the ancestral tree Cangqiong Tree, and cultivated into a Saint Emperor with the original spirit of Jinzhao Hell Fire. He is compatible with all kinds of heavenly fire and can burn the spiritual life of Taoism."

Another Saint Emperor!

The five domains felt an earthquake.

Is the sky about to fall? How come in this world where Taixu is the best and half-saints are the top, there are so many Saint Emperors who were not well-known before, but now it seems that they have existed in the past?

No more time was given to Feng Zhongzui to explain.

As soon as he finished speaking, another figure slowly condensed behind Shengnu Wuxiu.

This person's body is even more illusory. At first glance, you can't see him at all, but just feel a sea of ​​blood and corpses.

But he has seven blood trees on his back, and the roots are firmly grasped on his back, as if relying on an illusory existence that should have faded away.

Feng Zhongzui's voice was trembling:

"Seven Trees Emperor..."

"Ancestral tree, blood tree, spirit of this world?"

Among the nine ancestral trees, not many are in favor of fighting.

There is no need to explain too much about the likes of Jiujigui, Longxing, etc.

In fact, even the head of the ancestral tree, Shenbailiu, has never achieved the status of a Saint Emperor in terms of combat power.

Shenbailiu is known for his cunning, his reputation for worship, and his skills in guiding and guiding the soul.

But if we put aside the external assistance and the blessing of reputation, and fight head-on.

There is no doubt that in a one-on-one fight, no tree among the ancestral trees can surpass the blood tree and sisal.

Feng Zhongzui lowered his voice and trembled:

"I heard that the Seven Tree Emperor is good at guidance, or the Blood Tree is good at guidance."

"At its peak, it almost swallowed up the other eight ancestral trees. Fortunately, the ancestor of magic took action..."

"But this seems to be one of the roots of the ancestor of magic? Ah?"

This is too scary!

After listening to the words of the old patriarch, Feng Zhongzui didn't even know whether what he was interpreting now would touch on any cause and effect.

But the old patriarch hadn't stopped talking yet, so he could only bite the bullet and talk about and string together the seemingly confusing things in the past:

"The Blood World Pearl that sealed the Half Saint of the Five Decays of Heaven and Man is suspected to have come from the hands of the Seven Trees Emperor?"

"One of the nine forbidden areas on the outer island of Void Island is called 'Blood Realm'. A ghost beast once ran out of this place and possessed Liu Changqing, a member of the First Floor of Heaven."

"The ghost beast's name is 'Wu Ji Lao Zu'. It is actually Xuan Wu Ji, who practices the art of heaven under the seat of the Seven Trees Emperor?"

"It was also the Wu Ji Lao Zu and the Holy Slave Water Ghost who cooperated inside and outside to start the battle of Void Island?"

What level of guidance is this?

Feng Zhongzui became more and more frightened as he spoke. He had never thought about the opening of the battle on Void Island from this perspective.

In his eyes.

In the eyes of the people of the Five Domains.

Void Island is an opportunity, a sudden drop from the sky that gives the Five Domains' spiritual refiners a chance to create.

Someone is fighting inside because of interests involved. They want more, so they seize the road, that's all.

But it turns out...

It's also a conspiracy?

It was jointly created by the Holy Slave and the Holy Emperor Ghost Beast of the Void Island. It was a plot that started from the battle of the Royal City and targeted the top combat power of the Holy Temple?

It's not a conspiracy, it's not a chess game, it's a thing of the past.

After Emperor Qishu appeared, he was also a phantom, and also not his true form.

He also poured a force into Saint Slave Wuxiu.

"laugh……"

At this moment, Sang Lao's sleeveless and red body was scorched, and there was faint vitality gathering in his cracked skin.

Although I still can't make ends meet...

"Two of the three ancestors of Baimai have appeared. Where is the Bluestone of Divine Prison?"

As soon as Feng Zhongzui finished speaking, a blue chain shot out from the corner of the Void Island city wall.

Bang.

The chain penetrated the sleeveless chest of the holy slave, and also poured power into it.

"God's Prison Bluestone!"

The wind was drunk and aroused, and it aroused 12% of enthusiasm.

But after waiting for a while, there was no voice from the old patriarch in his ears. He became anxious:

"God's Prison Bluestone!"

Still no sound.

Feng Zhongzui thought he was not passionate enough, so he cried out in pain:

"Third Ancestor of White Veins, Divine Prison Bluestone!"

"Now! We see! The Divine Prison Bluestone... shoots out a chain!"

Come on.

Information, come on.

Drunk in the wind but anxious.

Why did the old master lose his chain at a critical moment? Was your chain stolen by the Divine Prison Bluestone?

"..."

There is no sound.

Feng Zhongzui realized something.

The Yifeng family knows nothing about the Divine Prison Bluestone?

Of course this cannot be shown. Feng Zhongzui’s mind was spinning so fast that he immediately changed his words:

"Holy Emperor!"

"Four Holy Emperors!"

"The Eighth Sword Immortal actually summoned the four incarnations of the Holy Emperor's thoughts by issuing an order. Is this the influence of the Black and White Dual Veins?"

Fengzhong Zuigu gulped and said:

"Then they..."

"What exactly do you want to do?"

The Third Ancestor of Baimai instilled power into Wuxiu.

The Demon Emperor Black Dragon proudly raised the dragon's head and waited until the white-veined old immortals completed their actions, then slowly raised the dragon's claws.

The heroic dragon can be the first to appear, but must be the last to take action.

"Four Divine Pillars, open!"

Accompanied by a loud dragon roar.

The phantoms of the four holy emperors turned into four marks, and suddenly merged into the blood mark and cinnabar between the sleeveless brows of the holy slave.

"Om——"

At that time, the sound of Sanskrit in the five realms spread.

The golden light of Buddha nature lit up on the sleeveless body of the holy slave.

His closed eyes suddenly opened, his eyes dull, but what he was staring at was...Xu Xiaoshou!

"..."

Mr. Sang didn't make any sound.

Even his eyes seemed to have lost their soul.

The host body of the Four Divine Pillars is no longer Xu Xiaoshou from Void Island, but Sang Qiye, who is sleeveless and naked.

Even at this moment, he still contained an extra will to resent the Buddha and a heavy weight of the destiny of the Innate Ancestor God.

Xu Xiaoshou remained speechless.

Mysterious Semi-Saint?

Sleeveless, naked and burnt?

Even if he is the fourth son of the Holy Palace, even if his talent is higher than that of tens of thousands of people, even if he has realized his talent to this point, the queen of the throne has forcibly understood the secret...

Compared to the Supreme, Sang Lao can still only become a "host"?

Is this his fate?

Is this his prison?

The freedom that the Saint Slave strives for has its answer in the White Cave - but the answer is floating in the clouds and cannot reach the ground at all.

Now Sanglao Town, Youyuan Town, and Si Shenzhu Town are coming, and the whole world's power is following the town. Everything is pressing on the answer of "freedom". Xu Xiaoshou feels that he may not be able to support it.

But Sang Lao didn't let himself take care of it.

On the contrary, he, a lesser guy, went to carry the banner by himself!

"Om——"

With the power of the Four Divine Pillars entering his body, Mr. Sang no longer makes ends meet.

All the wounds on his body healed, and his strength quickly recovered. Even the land in the palm of the Buddha's palm seemed to be tightened harder.

But this is a state of invulnerability.

If the secret realm of the five holy emperors on the ladder detects an abnormality, the remaining ten ancestors notice the abnormality and launch an attack...

"One year?"

Say ten breaths with a big smile.

Xu Xiaoshou dared to believe that everyone who came had ten breaths. After all, Gu Jianxiu still had a "no upper limit" sign.

Mr. Sang said one year?

Xu Xiaoshou felt that this master was pretending!

But who doesn’t want this face? The five regions are all sighing at the strength of the Four Divine Pillars, and even lamenting that Master Shou was so young on Void Island at that time, yet so powerful, he could already become the carrier of the Four Divine Pillars and kill monsters with his sword.

Xu Xiaoshou looked at the soulless Sang Lao's eyes, and all that flashed through his mind were his always arrogant words.

"Alive..."

"Survive and leave the rest to your master."

He refused to bow his head.

Always play the role of a master.

Even a long time ago, he had been completely surpassed by himself in every aspect.

"If I return to the Dead Sea, the ladder to heaven will be broken, the Holy Emperor will emerge, the order of the five realms will collapse, and everyone will be in danger."

"When I return to the Dead Sea, ghosts and beasts will appear, chaos will come, and the world will be shaken. All parties will support me."

"When I return to the Dead Sea, the Eight Masters will arrive, the Void Island will descend, and the black and white veins will pour out.

"When I return to the Dead Sea, the trees in the Holy Hall will rise, the beasts of the Holy Xuanmen will roar, and the saints of all races will spare no effort."

The words of Sang Lao, the relic of the gods, sounded in his mind again at this time, which made his scalp numb.

His actions...

His thoughts...

In fact, Xu Xiaoshou also remembered it.

Now one and three are the answer, but I didn't expect it to be presented in this way.

If Dao Qiongcang feeds the fish with the status of Saint Emperor, and temporarily cuts off the threat of Saint Emperor on the ladder, will Old Sang have to face more after he is frozen at this moment?

"All changes are the same..."

"Heh, there are too many "changes" that you didn't expect, right? No wonder you looked determined to die when you said these things at that time..."

It's hard to say about the remaining two or four.

Xu Xiaoshou of Xuyue Gray Palace has gone, and Old Sang's calculations are not as good as heaven's calculations.

His ability is really limited, and he didn't expect that Xuyue Gray Palace would be destroyed by Dao Qiongcang and his men in advance.

Sang is not as good as Tao!

This is the only way to express it euphemistically.

And the "Holy Huan Temple" mentioned by the four middle schools was also pulled out by Xu Xiaoshou when he had time.

If you don't know who to pull out, just pull them all out, as a token of your kindness.

One less obstacle.

One less variable.

The remaining...

The four pillars of gods are in front, and I, the eight sword masters, am behind.

As Xu Xiaoshou's thoughts changed, the eyes of the people in the five regions almost simultaneously turned to another direction.

"Ah——"

Following the roar of the Black Dragon of the Demon Emperor of Void Island.

The Holy Palace and the Holy Xuanmen also heard dragon roars!