Chapter 1100: The Dragon Gate Opens
The black-clothed and scaly monk known as the ancestor smiled wryly, and actually stretched out his long scarlet tongue and **** his lips, this kind of behavior is not a human race at all. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
"Very good, Ancestor, I haven't swallowed the best essence blood for a long time, this time I take the opportunity to have a full meal. ”
After speaking, the scarlet pupils mixed with a green glow directly aimed at the many powerful cultivators flying in the void hundreds of miles away, including some real giants.
This guy actually planned to hunt down the Terran real monks.
The birth of the Eight Heavenly Palaces caused a tsunami-like turmoil, from the Supreme Holy Land to the mountains and wilderness, without exception, because of this sudden appearance of the Supreme Immortal Yuan, they all fell into a crazy forbidden land.
Many monks of the Qingxia Ancient Sect had already been dormant in the forbidden land of the Northwest Waterfall, and the seven giants of the Great True Person-level had laid down an isolation array, which was able to safely resist the monstrous coercion emanating from the Eight Heavenly Palaces.
Feeling the sea of people on the periphery of the forbidden land, no less than a million people, Rao is initiator Emperor Yunxiao, also gasped, surprised by the influence of the Ten Thousand Saints Immortal Yuan.
"It's still small, and you haven't seen a real big scene yet. 180,000 years ago, the battle for the final heavenly pass of the Ten Thousand Saints Immortal Yuan was fierce.
Back then, it seemed that a dojo of the Seven Tribulations Scattered Immortal Supreme was born, attracting the three holy places, and more than 70 great truths from all major sects competed for each other, and 27 people died in just one day.
On that day, it was really a catastrophe, with blood raining like pillars and corpses all over the field. I don't know how many people fell on that plain of death, and now when that area is thousands of miles away, it should be a dead place, a Jedi. ”
Zhencang's gray beard shook a few times, and he felt abnormal emotion in his heart, as if he was caught in the memory of that dusty history.
His words scared Emperor Yunxiao and Ji Xuan a lot, obediently, more than seventy Great True True Cultivators participated in the battle, and nearly thirty Kaiyang Wheel giants fell, which was really a shocking news in the immortal cultivation world.
The entire Qingxia Ancient Sect is already considered to be the top super sect in the world, not to mention the Kaiyang Great True Person, counting the lower real people at the Yuheng Wheel level, I am afraid that there will be no fifty people together.
"Immortal cultivators, although they are happy to take revenge, but the danger is even worse than that of ordinary rivers and lakes. ”
Emperor Yunxiao shook his head, the closer he got to the top of the pyramid, the more he understood the cruelty, the catastrophe in the mouth of the great true man of the earth vividly interpreted the law of survival of the fittest in nature.
"The enchantment on the periphery of the Eight Heavenly Palaces is about to be opened, and the Supreme Instrument Spirit is choosing the time to open the palace, you wait, get ready. ”
Huatong Dazhen's closed eyes opened, the dazzling golden light shone, and a wisp of resolute intent flashed in his eyes.
"Senior Brother Zhencang, the best and worst plan to put it. The old dog of Izanagi came, but the situation was a little beyond expectations, and the greedy and death-fearing miscellaneous man was surrounded by two great real people-level demons. ”
Hearing this, there was a chill in the enchantment, and the expressions of Di Yunxiao and the others also stiffened slightly.
"It's okay, the Eight Heavenly Palaces are open, let those people loot them. There is no heaven and earth treasure outside, even if they get it, it will not hurt, what we want is the Supreme Inheritance and the life of Izanagi's old dog. ”
Clenching his sleeves, Zhencang Dazhen groaned, shook off a magic ring from his cuffs, and handed it to Emperor Yunxiao.
"Senior nephew, take it, I can save your life at a critical time. Use. ”
After speaking, Zhencang Zhenren took the lead in stepping out, Qingxia Ancient Sect, as the top three top forces in the northern region of the extraterritorial battlefield, if no one appeared on the stage, I am afraid that it would attract the reverie of some people.
Zhencang is a real person with great prestige, and he is out of the horse, and the weight of other forces combined is on top of him.
As expected, as soon as Zhencang Dazhen appeared, he was quickly noticed by the top powerhouses of many forces, except for some Qingxia's sworn enemies, most of them came up to salute.
There is no way, the qualifications of the Sleep Shaking Great True Man are very old, and his cultivation at the peak of the Yang Wheel can crush nine out of nine monks present, even the Great True Person who rushed to the Heavenly Holy Land in a hurry, he may not dare to say that he can compare to the Great True Person of Shaking Cang.
Secretly, the ancestor of the Demon Clan showed a jealous look on his face, but his heart was a lot more relaxed.
If the Qingxia Ancient Sect was hidden, he was really afraid that there would be some conspiracy against their demons, but since the old horsemen like Zhencang Zhenren had appeared, there should be no traps.
Knock knock!
Just when a big man appeared, a vast bell rang in the eight heavenly palaces of the sky, and the aura containing the immeasurable law was incomparably majestic, so that many real people lowered the height of the sky to express their awe.
The Dongfu Dojo where the Supreme exists has its own majesty, don't look at the fall of the Supreme for I don't know how many years, the horror of its instrument spirit alone is enough to suppress any existence under the Supreme.
Of course, the Jiaolong that pulled the Eight Heavenly Palaces could not be a real adult divine beast, but the Heavenly Dragon Supreme Weapon built with its muscles and bones after hunting the Jiaolong for tens of thousands of years in the life of the Eight Supremes.
With the instrument spirit of the Eight Heavenly Palaces controlling this supreme weapon, it can exert the terrifying lethality of a half-step supreme, which is an almost insoluble deterrent existence in the extraterritorial battlefield.
"The Dragon Gate of the Eight Heavenly Palaces is opened, and those who break out of the dragon's lair in three hours can enter the Heavenly Palace and take their own treasures!"
The vicissitudes of the ancient Hongmeng Dao sound manifested, and with the promulgation of this decree, the originally closed Heavenly Palace Baili Enchantment opened a door-shaped gap, and a strong aura escaped.
The voice of the Heavenly Palace Instrument Spirit spread thousands of miles away, and countless monks went crazy, and the portal had just opened, and the various figures in the sky directly entered the hundred-zhang giant gate.
For the monks present, the supreme inheritance was enough to make them lose their minds.
"Rush, rush in. Lao Tzu is the first, when he has a certain creation, do you still need to look at the faces of those great sects of heaven and earth?"
In the chaotic situation, someone roared with joy, and the wild body leaped up, wanting to be the first to break into the ancient law portal, and everyone wanted the opportunity to ascend to the sky in one step.
However, as soon as his palm reached into the light door, a long dark black chain pierced his spine from behind his back, forcibly pulling him back more than ten feet.
Immediately after, a knife light split his head into a rotten watermelon, and red and white were sprinkled all over the ground.
"The supreme opportunity is mine, and no one can take it away!"
A demon cultivator of the wolf clan trampled the violently dead monk into pulp, turned into a giant wolf four feet high, and went straight to the dragon gate.
It's just that, to his surprise, he had just strangled the former, and hundreds of magic weapons attacked, directly killing this half-step mansion monarch-level wolf demon into slag.
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On a mountain peak that had long been flattened, a young monk was a little anxious, eager to be like those people, and directly enter the dragon gate to snatch the opportunity.