Chapter 249: Red Dust Rolls In

On the Crossing Sendai, 10,000 people gathered!

Since ancient times, how many heroes and how many heroes have been on the platform?

Whether it is ascending to the immortal or descending to the earth, it must rely on the ability to cross the immortal platform. If you don't enter Sendai, it is difficult to become an immortal if you cultivate to be boundless.

This time, 30,000 people entered the mortal world at the same time, which can be said to be the first time in the history of the immortal world. But it was also the most helpless one. There has never been an example in the mortal world where mortal immortals can continue to grow stronger. Because there is no power of immortals in the mortal world, after Shinto, there is the end. Unless you enter the immortal realm and absorb the immortal yuan, you can truly become an immortal.

However, the bloodfall broke this pattern. They used external forces to create magic armor, and countless magic crystal warriors appeared, some strong and some weak. If the Holy Lord "Misha" allowed the Blood Demon to grow, one day, the Blood Demon developed an even more terrifying magic armor, and the status of the Lord of the Immortal Realm would be shaken sooner or later.

Musha wants to wipe out the crisis in the cradle!

Crossing the immortal platform, the brilliance is like a pillar, straight to the sky. Thousands of miles of floating clouds are all moved by it, forming a whirlpool and turbulent galaxy. The white pillar of light, at the moment of blooming, enveloped the entire Wasendai.

The Vermilion Bird Immortal Emperor stood under the Duxian Platform and nodded at Gu Muqing, Ye Xian, and Liujian Feng. Then they walked into Watasendai. Thirty thousand immortal soldiers, neat steps, silver-white armor, shimmering silver light in the sunset.

"This is a dangerous place, and I hope you will live up to your expectations and succeed in your crusade against the demons. Let your triumph lead the trumpet of victory, facing the coronation of the Holy Lord. As long as you succeed, your future is bright. You will be favored by the Holy Lord and become the victors of the 'Holy Guard' full of glory!" The Vermilion Bird Immortal Emperor shook off the red Vermilion Bird robe on his body, with a faint smile, and nodded affirmatively at the thirty thousand immortal soldiers, as well as Gu Muqing, Flowing Sword Wind, and Ye Xian, and said resolutely: "You can do it, I believe in you." Go, warriors of the fairy realm, mortal dust will be subverted by you, you are invincible!"

"Subvert!"

"Victory!"

"Subvert!"

"Victory!"

30,000 immortal soldiers, a unified slogan, echoing in the sky.

"Go for it......"

The Vermilion Bird Immortal Emperor pointed to Tosendai!

Gu Muqing took the lead and walked into it. Liujian Feng and Ye Xian followed him, and 30,000 immortal soldiers rushed in. The sound of clattering footsteps, like a beating war drum, opened the expedition of the two worlds of immortals and mortals.

Inside the Crossing Sendai, 30,000 people were shrouded in white light, and a strange and soft energy enveloped them. Like the feeling of soaking in warm water, spreading all over the body, Ye Xian couldn't help but snort comfortably, moved his shoulders, and exhaled a breath of turbidity.

"From~"

The voice of the Vermilion Bird Immortal Emperor sounded at this time, and Du Xiantai moved in response. The stone slab under their feet suddenly loosened, and everyone felt a rapid decline, so fast that it was difficult for people to reflect for a while.

When they came back to their senses, they only felt dizzy, and the picture flew by, like a marquee. Red, yellow, blue, green, black, brushes flashed, and the surrounding scenery was very blurry, and it was difficult to see the original appearance.

In this disgusting and uncomfortable process, I don't know how long it has been. I just feel that the passage of time is very slow. It's so slow that people want to enter the mortal world in the next second.

It's a pity that after waiting and waiting, this kind of rapidly rotating picture is still intensifying. Even the immortal soldiers were all staggered, standing in a mess, and even crowding together in large groups.

After about two pillars of incense, everyone felt that they were sinking, and the thick feeling of stepping on the ground returned. The feeling of nausea, and other discomforts, gradually disappeared.

The scenery in front of me became clear.

Dasanli......

There are trees that are not tall or short, and there are two meters high ~ to seven or eight meters. A group of immortal soldiers descended from the sky and scattered in the forest. In the end, Gu Muqing was the first to come back to his senses, exhaled a long breath, and showed a bright smile: "Damn Heavenly Sword Peak, the old lady is back." If you don't hand over the Nine Heavens Divine Pagoda this time, I'll demolish your mountain, hum!"

"Ah~" Ye Xian, who originally felt dizzy, was stunned for a moment, and then his face twitched: "This woman, do you still remember Tianjian Peak? The sect that sent her to the immortal realm? Those old guys from Tianjian Peak thought they were happy, but they didn't expect that this Great Demon King of the Mixed World would come back again." Moreover, he also brought 30,000 immortal soldiers. If the news comes back, I don't know how the people of Heavenly Sword Peak will feel?"

"How can these people be arranged? They can't be dispatched by tens of thousands of people all day? If the state knows about it, planes, artillery, and missiles will fly over. Ye Xian smiled bitterly.

"Afraid of Mao, looking for the Soul Hooking Hall and the Demon Suppression Palace, do they dare not accept them? These are all immortal soldiers from the fairy world, any few of them can pinch them to death!" Gu Muqing pursed his lips, and then ordered: "You guys wait here, let's go out and see what kind of place this is, and after a long time, someone will come to pick you up." When the time comes, you will follow the two halls of demon suppression and soul hooking, find a place to rest, and when the situation is discovered, you will go together to exterminate the blood evil!"

"Obey the instructions of the rebellious general!" The immortal soldiers bowed their hands, Gu Muqing nodded with satisfaction, beckoned Ye Xian, and walked out. The mountains and forests were quite large, and Gu Muqing and Ye Xian flew in the air, and they flew for more than half an hour before they flew out. Seeing that they were close to the city, the two could only stop in a sparsely populated place and walk into the city.

Looking at the familiar city, the busy mortal world, Ye Xian's eyes were slightly moist. pursing his lips, he muttered in a low voice for a long time, "I'm back, I'm back...... Dad, are you okay?**...... Is your consciousness still clear, bloody...... I'll get you out. and Sun Sheng...... Plant the seed of the dark god of war in your father's body, and calculate him many times! Now, can you still look down on me? With 30,000 immortal soldiers, I will step on the blood and blood! I will return the one you have given me!"

In the end, I don't know if there is any news about Shui Linglong, who left her pregnancy. She was in her stomach...... Pregnant, but his child......

Then, in the mouth of a passerby, they knew that this was Wanghua City. and notified the Demon Suppression Hall to receive the immortal soldiers who descended in the forest. The two halls of Demon Suppression and Soul Hook got the news early and prepared a qiē.

In the end, the two got on the train, Ye Xian went to Y City, and Gu Muqing went to L City. Ye Xian is going home, and Gu Muqing is looking for trouble with Heavenly Sword Peak. Say goodbye to Gu Muqing and embark on the way home. Ye Xian's eyes were wet again. After being away from home for nearly a year, are your parents okay? Are they wronged somewhere?

Your child, he's back. No one can bully you anymore. With a terrifying team and an immortal army that can subvert mortal dust, he descended on this rolling red dust!

That familiar, but also nostalgic, unforgettable hometown. That shabby, but warm home. Also, the old faces of my parents came to mind quietly......

(In the past two days, I have worked overtime, almost always going home at 11 o'clock, and working 14 hours a day.) Maybe some people don't believe it, but the milk powder has been explained in the group, and there are photos to prove it. Here, I apologize to everyone for the interruption. But it's also irresistible. After all, the boss won't leave me early because I wrote a novel. Nor will I be given extra attention because I write novels. Milk powder is an ordinary person, and there is no guarantee to update it if I work overtime, but as long as I don't work overtime, I will update it. )