Chapter 1122

Several completely different forces intertwined, collided, and annihilated in the void.

In the fight between Tianzun, almost no one can be seen, only the collision and confrontation of avenues.

But what is certain is that Yousuo is already slightly inferior in strength, and this time there is no help from Gu Minghe.

All of a sudden, they were chased and intercepted by Da Ri Tian Zun and three others, and they were immediately in danger.

Seeing that the situation was not good, You Suo abandoned his body directly.

Clang!

A dark chain across the void suddenly appeared.

Countless huge dark locks were twisted together, and each lock was covered with coagulated blood.

It seemed to be condensed from the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood.

This pitch black chain is the true body of Nether Lock.

She was originally the Taoist treasure of the Immortal God. She was inspired by the ancient emperor to complete her innate nature and transform her spirit into a human being.

He instantly became one of the Tribulation-Transcending Heavenly Lords of the Tiandao Immortal Alliance.

Among the countless pitch-black locks, there is also a stretchable black mist.

The mist looks extremely pure.

Weird, cold, and forbidding.

It conforms to every characteristic of Mingwu Avenue.

That is the origin of Mingwu's troubles.

After the death of Mingwu Fuzu, its origins were scattered everywhere.

A part of it was taken back by the Mingwu priest at that time and enshrined in the Mingwu Temple.

Both the Nether Mist fallen cultivators and the Nether Mist tribe can benefit from visiting the Nether Mist Temple.

Affected by this, among all the fallen cultivators and evil beasts, the Nether Mist Sect and the Nether Mist Clan have the best relationship.

When the Divine Holy Spirit Tianzun saw the origin of the dark mist, a trace of greed flashed in his eyes.

That's what he needed most all along.

He couldn't get the source of the mist from the Mist Temple.

Once you take it, you will become the enemy of the entire Mingwu Clan, and will also attract resistance from other void creatures.

But the source of the dark mist in You Suo's hand is within easy reach.

If he could get it, his strength would probably make him one of the strongest Heavenly Lords.

"Close at hand, right in front of you!"

The Holy Spirit Heavenly Lord has urged the dark mist to turn into a big hand and grab the origin of the dark mist, which is surrounded by dark chains.

However, the Sword Master had already arrived first and attacked this battlefield.

Flying swords filled with spiritual power roared across the sky.

Almost every inch of space is locked.

The three of them were forced to distance themselves from each other.

The sword master's attack was too fierce and he had to hide.

A haze could not help but arise in their hearts.

This twelfth junior brother is truly blessed with a genius in swordsmanship.

No wonder the ancient emperor made an exception and accepted him as his disciple.

For so many years, Sword Master has been suppressing them to fight.

Not long ago, he finally found a weakness in him. He completely resolved this weakness within a few decades and regained his previous strength.

Now they barely found an opportunity to form a three-on-one situation in a short period of time, and they could almost take away the source of the dark mist.

As a result, Sword Master took action again and forced them back.

Is it necessary to retreat like this?

The Sword Master said calmly, "Three senior brothers, your plan has failed. Go back."

He can only fight one against two, not one against three.

At present, Yousuo has been seriously damaged and cannot fight anymore.

There is no need to fight anymore.

Just then.

A figure suddenly shot out of the unchanging void.

Just listen to a clang.

The dark chain across the void was split into two pieces.

Yousuo groaned.

And the source of the dark mist was also grabbed by a big hand made of black shadow.

The Divine Holy Spirit, King Nagarjuna, and the Great Sun couldn't help but be surprised.

They had no idea that the Shadow Ancestor was attacking Nijie City, wasn't it?

Why did it suddenly appear here?

The Shadow Ancestor did not stay for a moment, and flew far away in an instant.

He left only one word.

"Walk."

The three Heavenly Lords looked at each other and could only fly away together.

The sword master frowned deeply.

Logically speaking, the Shadow Ancestor should confront the Sword Master and the Immortal Emperor in Nijie City.

Why did it suddenly appear here?

The pale You Suo walked out from his side.

There was a huge wound on his waist.

Almost cut her in half.

"How's the injury?" Sword Master asked.

Yousuo shook his head, "You can't die, but it will take a while to recover."

The Sword Master said in a deep voice, "The gains outweigh the losses. Is this your plan?"

But he didn't say this to Yousuo.

A three-foot-tall figure suddenly appeared and said calmly, "The plan has been successful."

"The origin of the Mist fell into the hands of the Shadow Ancestor, not the Fallen Lord of the Mist."

"The Ancestor of the Mingwu Misfortune will be resurrected, and his conflict with the Mingwu Fallen Lord is far greater than the conflict with us."

The Sword Master frowned, "Why are you so sure?"

Immortal, "There are some things that it's better you don't know."

After saying this, she put on the secret lock and turned to leave.

The Sword Master took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Why do you still think of me as the stupid little junior brother you were back then?"

"I am the Sword Master, and I am the Heavenly Master of the Immortal Alliance just like you."

"Is there something I shouldn't know?"

Immortal Immortal paused for a moment, said nothing, and disappeared while supporting Yousuo.

The Sword Master looked at Immortal's back, stood there, silent for a long time, and finally his body faded and disappeared completely.

…

Yousuo, "Aren't you going to tell him?"

Immortal, "It's for his own good not to tell him."

"He is so clean that there is no trace of sand in his eyes."

"The example of Junior Brother Thirteen is the best proof."

"Master specifically told me not to tell him about this."

Yousuo sighed, "It's too hard for him."

Immortal, "After this battle, it will be difficult to start a war in a short time. I have found all the healing treasures for you."

"It will be restored to its original state within three hundred years."

"If you use the spirit of the ancient underworld river, there is a greater possibility of further progress and entering the middle stage of the tribulation."

Yousuo nodded, "Melting."

Immortal shook his head, "Although he has the strength to cross the tribulation, it will take at least a thousand years to recover to the peak if nothing unexpected happens."

"It's okay to sit in one place, but it's not okay to come out to meet the enemy."

Yousuo sighed, "The fighting power of the Heavenly Venerable is still too little."

Immortal, "Wait a little longer. I estimate that there will be a new Heavenly Venerable in another three to five hundred years."

Yousuo thought, "Are you talking about Chu Xuan? Or Shang Xingchen, Shang Tianjue?"

"Shang Xingchen is the spirit of the ancient underworld river. After this battle, he will probably be able to impact the unity of the Tao."

"After entering the Hedao, he can get whatever he needs from the Ancient Underworld."

"Shang Tianjue is a virtual dragon soul, he doesn't need any external spiritual objects at all, he can reach the Hedao by practicing on his own."

Born to be dead, he said in a deep voice, "Chu Xuan."

Yousuo chuckled, "Do you think so highly of him?"

Born to be dead, he nodded, "The master had predicted that if he killed too many evil ancestors, he would ascend to heaven in advance with tremendous merits."

"But for the sake of the human race and the creatures of all races, he had to do so."

"But he had kept a backup plan."

"The Xuanwu Seal is one of them."

"So many Tianjiao didn't get the recognition of the Xuanwu Seal, but Chu Xuan got it."

"He also practiced the virtual dragon method and tamed two innate spiritual fires, which are things that others can hardly do."

"In him, I saw..."

Yousuo asked, "What did you see?"

Born to be dead, he said in a deep voice, "I saw the second thirteenth junior brother."

The thirteenth disciple of the ancient emperor, Luo Haohan.

Honoured as the next ascender after the ancient emperor.

The thirteenth of the twelve great powers of the Heavenly Dao Immortal Alliance.

Of course, he has a more famous name.

Fallen Ancestor.