Chapter One Hundred and Seven: Thousands of Cannon Fodder
The corpse home, the forbidden land of the five domains of the Flood Desolation, was re-attracted by the cultivators of the Eight Directions because of an ancient Dao Palace that had been dug up, and everyone believed that this Dao Palace was very likely to hide the secrets of the Ancient Flood Desolation, and even the secrets of the Ten Realms Dao Corpses, and it was more likely to hide many lost Xuanmen Righteous Laws!
Shen Hanyu had been here for more than ten days, and he had witnessed the many cultivators gathered here, the Terran alien race flocking here, and some even claimed to have seen the even more ancient poor ancient people, as well as those overseas great sects. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
For the creatures of the four regions of the desolation, they don't care about the overseas faction, but this poor ancient people have attracted the attention of many people, the poor ancient people generally do not appear in the desolate continent, only exist in some forbidden places, and the number is scarce, but there is no doubt about their strength, according to legend, these desolate ancient people are the descendants of the desolate gods, and the desolate gods are the first gods of the desolate world, but in the end they suddenly disappeared, there are rumors that the desolate gods gradually declined after the desolate war, and finally disappeared in the desolate continent.
Shen Hanyu also heard about the Poor Desolate Ancient People for the first time, and learned from Ling Zhiyue that the same thing that can make the Flood Desolate Cultivators feel the pressure is the same as the Poor Desolate Ancient People, as well as the creatures of the Divine Domain.
As for the creatures of the Divine Domain, Shen Hanyu had heard that when he first entered the flood wilderness and walked out of the relics of the Divine Prison, he was mistaken for a living soul of the Divine Domain by Huoyun, and he almost rushed to do it himself.
With the emergence of the great sects of the flood wilderness, many cultivators began to enter the corpse family land, enduring the danger of almost devouring the body of the surrounding heaven and earth to find the Dao Palace, a lot of land has been excavated, and there are indeed cultivators who have obtained some ancient artifacts, but they are either snatched away by others, or they have lost their original power due to decay.
Shen Hanyu and the four of them still didn't make any moves, and Wuself and Hu Jiaoer behaved unusually low-key, unwilling to be recognized by others as their true identities.
With a burst of grand Buddha sound, a group of monks stepped on auspicious clouds and appeared in the sky, and the Buddha's light shone brightly, burning up a large area of corpse qi.
"The monks of the Little Wuxiang Temple are here." I looked up.
On the other side of the sky, the golden warship smashed the sky and rushed towards it surrounded by many powerful cavalry, and the terrifying momentum enveloped it, making everyone frightened.
Shen Hanyu looked at the golden warship, his eyes couldn't help but be murderous, his fists were even more rattling, and he looked at Shen Hanyu without me, and he didn't know the identity of the person who came out, because there was no need to say it at all, this huge formation, the Beiye Dynasty!
The flying sword broke through the air, the sword aura was like a rainbow, and a group of young talents appeared, and the elite disciples of the Demon Palace appeared.
The silk and bamboo are pleasant, the fairy spirit is swirling, the light mist is full of light, and the women who are graceful and graceful, and the dusty women come by stepping on the Xuanguang, and they are accompanied by strange beasts.
"Overseas immortal land is also here...... "My eyes are bright, frowning slightly, it can be seen that the one who can make the blue-faced clan frown is definitely a powerful character, at least not weaker than these clansmen.
In the crowd, Shen Hanyu found the traces of the Dragon Prince, and beside the Dragon Prince, he also followed the five princesses of Tianfeng, with a cold face, and glanced down, with a unique coercion of the Heavenly Clan.
The dragon prince was as cold as ever, the dragon horns flashed on his forehead, there was an electric light in the depths of his eyes, he was wearing a battle armor robe, and he had no intention of making a move for the time being.
Shen Hanyu did not reveal his identity, continued to hide in the crowd, and quietly looked around, but he did not see any trace of Xiyan and others, could it be that Xiyan and others were not with Prince Long?
On the side of the Dragon Prince, An Zimeng was wearing a purple gold dragon armor, her long hair was like water, her beauty was captivating, and her delicate face was extremely calm, it could be seen from her breath that An Zimeng had completely disconnected from the An family, An Guangcheng died, An Guangfeng usurped power, and the An family had lost its previous meaning to An Zimeng.
Even if it is An Ziling who has regained control of the An family now, but since An Zifeng's incident, An Zimeng even had the heart to kill An Ziling, if it weren't for the former sisterhood, An Zimeng would have already done it, and saw the hypocrisy and cold-bloodedness of the family, An Zimeng had lost confidence in the family.
However, when the cultivator of the An family appeared in the sky, An Zimeng still showed a hint of different color, but it was just a glance.
Just when the powerhouses of the four directions gathered to guard against each other, the aura of the law enforcers of the flood desolation covered a piece of land.
The Dragon Prince and other Celestial forces couldn't help frowning, and the figure of the Flood Desolate Law Enforcer appeared in the distant sky and did not come.
But the pressure he brought to the people of the Celestial Clan was obvious, for the Flood Desolate Continent race, the law enforcers ignored it, but for the Celestial Clan, it was like a bullshit plaster that couldn't be shaken off.
The appearance of the Flood Desolation Law Enforcer is of course dangerous for the Celestial Clan, but it is undoubtedly good news for the great factions of the Flood Desolation Continent, which means that the Celestial Clan will not be able to participate in the opportunity to compete for the treasures of the Dao Palace, as long as the Celestial Clan dares to make a move, then the law enforcer will definitely do it.
"Boom!"
Just when the forces of all parties gathered, in the eastern wilderness, a loud bang accompanied by a strong light impacted, and a strong man fought!
The light slammed into the sky and shattered the earth, and everyone turned their heads to look at it.
"It's the little king of the front! Another...... Be...... It's a monk, I've never seen it before. ”
"It's him ......" When he saw the opponent of the little heavenly king of the front, Shen Hanyu couldn't help but feel familiar, and then a figure flashed through Shen Hanyu's mind, which shocked Shen Hanyu.
This monk is the monk Huien that Shen Hanyu once met in the ancient Luoying City, claiming to be from the Wanfa Temple of Putuo Mountain, and is a monk who occupies all the sex, wine and meat.
At that time, Shen Hanyu felt that this monk was not simple, but he didn't expect that his strength would be so strong, and he could fight with the little heavenly king of the five ghost tribes, who was known as the pinnacle of the youth of the Eastern Soil.
The monk did not have the previous frivolity at this moment, standing with one hand on his chest, and the Buddha was shining brightly, as if the Arhat of the West Heaven had descended to earth, and the Buddha turned into a sword, and the little king of the front was shocked!
The Little Heavenly King was extremely brave, pinching the Daoguang Condensing spear in his hand, distorting time and space between swings, and attacking fiercely with unstoppable power.
The little monk is as heavy as a stone ox, not moving at all, and the world where he is also seems to be suppressed, after the end of a round of onslaught by the little king, the little monk's eyes widened, and the Buddha's light in his whole body instantly reversed into murderous aura, and the sword slashed through the sky, and the sword seemed to sweep away everything.
The Little Heavenly King took a few steps back, and the alien magic seals were issued one after another, and then the spear was pressed down, and with the muffled sound of the earth-shattering, half of the sky suddenly collapsed.
"Such a terrifying front-facing ......" looked at the little heavenly king with extraordinary strength, I couldn't help but sigh and shake his head, he felt that he would never be compared with the little heavenly king of the front, given time, the five ghost tribes under the leadership of the little heavenly king will definitely reign in the eastern land, and even the entire flood wilderness.
Shen Hanyu looked at the sky in the distance and said, "The flood is so big, there are strong people everywhere, isn't this Huien monk capable of carrying the little heavenly king?" ”
"What! This little monk is the Huien monk of the Wanfa Temple in Putuo Mountain? Fox Jiao'er was taken aback when she heard this, and even without self, her expression moved, and she looked at Shen Hanyu strangely.
Shen Hanyu looked at a few people suspiciously, and said, "Why are you looking at me with such eyes?" ”
"Five years ago... Wanfa Temple has been destroyed by the Buddha......" Wuself said slowly.
"Monk Huien was also beaten into meat paste in front of everyone." Fox Jiaoer took over the conversation.
Shen Hanyu was slightly stunned, turned his head to look at Monk Hui'en, who had hit the little heavenly king with the front to the depths of the wilderness, and said, "Destroyed by the Buddha?" How so? ”
Fox Jiaoer said: "Because Hui En monk does not respect heaven and earth, does not worship the ancient Buddha, although he cultivates the Dharma, but he cultivates for himself, and finally attracts the anger of the Buddha, and the Buddha hand instantly destroyed the entire Wanfa Temple, more than 300 lives in the Wanfa Temple have not escaped, the little monk Huien is even more to the Buddha, the result is defeated, was suppressed to death by a palm, and then the ancient Buddha rained down the thunder, and it ended in Putuo Mountain for ten days and ten nights. ”
"So ruthless ......" Listening to what happened to Wanfa Temple, Ling Zhiyue also frowned secretly, the ancient Buddha was so desolate that he killed more than 300 people because of one person's disrespect, and even thundered from the sky for ten days and nights, so ruthless, Ling Zhiyue was a little unbelievable.
Wuwu sighed and said, "After that massacre, the central area of Putuo Mountain was bombed into a deep valley, and since then, Wanfa Temple has completely disappeared in the flood wilderness. ”
"Is this still a Buddha?" Shen Hanyu muttered to himself, but this Huien monk's character of not respecting heaven and earth and not worshipping the ancient Buddha is still a bit similar to Master Void Suffering.
But the question is, if it is really as the two of them said, then who is this monk who is fighting fiercely with the little king of the front?
At this moment, the little Heavenly King and Monk Huien had disappeared into the sky, and only the strong light that kept flickering on the edge of the sky proved that the war was continuing.
Not long after, the strong light suddenly went out, and the little heavenly king of the front galloped from the sky, full of fighting spirit, his eyes were as cold as ice, and he looked at the corpse home.
"Alas, the monk is still defeated." Looking at the little king with a sharp face in all directions, I couldn't help but say.
However, before the words fell, Monk Huien also stepped on the Buddha's light, and his breath was as strong as an ocean, and it was obvious that he did not suffer a loss, and everyone was stunned.
The flood is really full of strong people, and the little king of the front is known as the first young man in the eastern soil, but he has encountered a strong opponent on the edge of the eastern soil.
Of course, on the ranking of the young powerhouses of Dongtu, two names were deliberately erased, Shen Hanyu and Ling Zhiyue.
However, the names of these two people would be mentioned from time to time among cultivators, and some cultivators claimed that it could be seen from Shen Hanyu's combat strength that the Little Heavenly King of the Front might not be able to kill Shen Hanyu.
Some people even suspect that Shen Hanyu, who has eight slashes and a peerless corpse, is no longer something that the little king of the front can deal with.
With the gathering of all forces, this piece of heaven and earth began to become lively, the auspicious clouds of the fairy land, the Buddha light of the small Wuxiang Temple, the Moon Palace of Anjia, the jade chariot of the Beiye Dynasty, the sacred mountain of the Heavenly Gate, and the heavenly sword of the Demon Palace all floated in the sky in all directions, almost trying to squeeze the sky apart.
Many wise cultivators have chosen to retreat far away, so as not to be swept up in the battles of these great sects and suffer unjustified disasters.
But most cultivators still choose to enter the corpse family and fight for their lives!
Each faction is wary of each other, and they all want to let other sects in, but they also prevent other sects from getting the possible primeval treasure first.
For a while, the breath between heaven and earth was a little depressing.
"They're communicating with their minds, but I don't know what they're communicating, they're not idle people." Ling Zhiyue whispered to Shen Hanyu secretly.
Shen Hanyu nodded and said nothing.
After a while, people from various sects began to enter the corpse family's important land, and then a large number of cultivators followed the disciples of the major sect to enter, wanting to fight for a chance.
Shen Hanyu secretly looked at Wuself and Fox Jiao'er, both of them were very calm and watched quietly.
Shen Hanyu smiled secretly and motioned for Ling Zhiyue to calm down and not to act.
After a while, more and more cultivators entered the corpse home, there were thousands of them, and the alien human race was among them, and the Celestial Clan was still being watched by the law enforcers.
"Oh no, something happened, I smell blood." Shen Hanyu frowned suddenly, and then looked at the disciples of the big sect around him, all of whom were ready to fight.
"Zombies! There are a lot of zombies in there, run! ”
"Run! Lots of zombies! My God......"
The cultivator who went in before fled out in an extremely embarrassed way at this moment, and instead of getting the chance, he fought a large number of zombies!
The disciples of the Great Sect began to move, the sword shattered, and the few cultivators who fled to the front were suddenly torn apart, and a knight of the Beiye Dynasty put down his hand and said in a cold voice: "The great opportunity is just around the corner, and I hope that you will work with me to break through the corpse family and break through this ancient evil land!" ”
"Rush in! Kill all these zombies! The Heavenly Gate cultivator pointed his sword forward and said in a deep voice.
These casual cultivators, who had finally escaped death, shook their heads again and again: "No, there are too many zombies in it, just go in...... Belch! ”
Before Sanxiu's words fell, a long arrow instantly pierced his throat, and Sanxiu died on the spot.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the corpses are the harm of the famine, and they should gather the power of the famine to eradicate it, if anyone tries to escape in vain at this moment, it will shake the morale of the army and kill without mercy!" A female disciple of the An family put down the longbow and said in a deep voice.
"You big sects are going to push us to death! How can you be so vicious! So...... Yes! A middle-aged cultivator couldn't help but curse as he pointed at the powerhouses in the air, but in exchange for only a blazing light.
And at this moment, the zombie group has already killed behind all the cultivators, and there are all three zombies, which is very terrifying.
"The zombies have been killed behind you, life or death, you choose for yourself!" There are strong people in the Heavenly Gate who sneered.
"Bastard!" The cultivators immediately scolded, but the matter had come to this point, and there was no other way but to do their best to fight back against the zombie group.
Zhu Qiang still didn't move, coldly watching those cultivators fighting hard.
"They're setting up." Zhu Qiang's sudden move actually cut off the retreat of the cultivators, which made Ling Zhiyue also a little surprised, it was obvious that thousands of Flood Desolation cultivators were going to die here, and they were used as cannon fodder and stepping stones by the major factions.
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