Chapter Eighty-Nine: Three Thousand Years Ago, the White-clothed Immortal Emperor!
Boom, the terrifying power directly collapsed Fushan, originally as high as eight thousand zhang, the immortal mountain with a strong immortal aura, instantly collapsed two-thirds, and the rest was not even three thousand zhang, at the same time, the fire soared to the sky, and all the fairy grass and fairy trees on the mountain were burned and turned into barrenness.
“!!!”
Seeing this scene, Fang Xuanzong was dumbfounded.
The power of this divine thunder was unimaginable, even Fang Xuanzong, who was an "outsider", was thousands of meters away from the center of the explosion, and he still felt a deep fear at this moment.
"Isn't this the scene of Fukuyama's destruction by divine thunder three thousand years ago? Could it be that what I see now is a picture from 3,000 years ago? ”
Soon, Fang Xuanzong also reacted, looking at the scene of destruction in front of him, his eyes could not hide the shock.
Time is like water, gone forever, he never imagined that after entering the Black Mountain Prohibition and touching that little glimmer, he would be able to be immersed in the scene and resee the scene three thousand years ago.
"Roar!"
Just as Fang Xuanzong was thinking about it, suddenly, only a terrifying roar of a fierce beast was heard between heaven and earth, and then a terrifying fierce aura filled the entire heaven and earth.
Fang Xuanzong followed the prestige, but saw that on the destroyed "Fushan", in the huge pit left by the original divine thunder bombardment, a huge fierce beast with a height of 100 zhang drilled out.
"Jairus?!"
Fang Xuanzong recognized it at a glance.
The fierce beast was a dragon beast with a jackal body, with two wings on its back, exactly the same as the Jairus statue that Fang Xuanzong saw outside, but the difference was that the size of the Jairus was as high as a hundred zhang, which was more than ten times taller than the Jairus statue at the outer gate.
Moreover, the most striking thing is that in that huge eyelid mouth, there is a huge dragon-shaped sword that is more than ten zhang long.
The sword spewed out, the silver light flowed, the appearance was perfect, and the dragon-shaped sword was in his mouth, and with just a slight stroke, a pitch-black opening directly appeared in the void, which was extremely terrifying.
"Such a sharp sword, it can actually cut through the void directly, I'm afraid this has already reached the level of a peerless divine soldier!"
Fang Xuanzong was also shocked.
This was definitely the sharpest and most terrifying sword Fang Xuanzong had ever seen, and the sword qi of the sword itself alone had far surpassed him, reaching a terrifying level.
But soon, Fang Xuanzong knew Fang Xuanzong.
"No, that sword has a strong crown of power,...... That's not a pure peerless divine weapon, it's a crown of light! - That's a peerless weapon transformed by a crown of light! ”
Fang Xuanzong was shocked.
Thinking of the legend of Shenguang Mountain, in an instant, Fang Xuanzong suddenly understood something.
Three thousand years ago, the crown of light descended from the sky on Shenguang Mountain, causing all the powerhouses of the immortal world to fight, but now it seems that the crown of light at the beginning was descended with Jairus, and it was the dragon-shaped sword held in Jairus's mouth.
"Jair's mouth was born with a sword, and now it seems that that dragon-shaped sword may be the natural crown of the divine beast!"
Fang Xuanzong guessed in his heart.
"Boom!"
Thinking like this, suddenly, there was another loud bang, and at the moment when the dragon-shaped sword appeared in his hand, not far away, a storm-like powerful aura suddenly rose into the sky, and then a purple-robed Taoist quickly appeared on the Shenguang Mountain, appearing in front of the hundred-zhang tall Jianxi.
Fang Xuanzong didn't know that person, but judging from the clothes that person was wearing, as well as his aura, that person was obviously a member of the True Yuan Immortal Sect, and it was very likely that he was the original True Yuan Immortal Sect Leader!
"Immortal King Level!"
Fang Xuanzong took a deep breath, and through the terrifying pressure emanating from the purple-robed Daoist, he immediately guessed his strength.
The movement of the divine beast's gaze landing was extremely large, and the nearest contemporary True Yuan Immortal King was naturally the first to rush over.
And immediately after, another stream of equally powerful aura appeared in Fang Xuanzong's perception, and one after another terrifying figures like a storm appeared, and their eyes were locked on the hundreds of zhang tall divine beast Jianxi.
These people were wearing different immortal sect costumes, but without exception, the aura on their bodies was not under the True Yuan Immortal King at all.
"Seven Immortal Kings!"
Fang Xuanzong's eyebrows jumped wildly, and the seven figures that appeared after that had all reached the level of an immortal king.
The advent of this divine beast actually attracted the attention of seven or eight immortal kings.
"Roar!"
With a roar of rage, it was a roar of rage, holding a dragon-shaped sword in his hand, and he took the initiative to attack the eight immortal kings.
"Boom!"
The battle began in an instant.
In fact, with the action of the eight immortal kings, the entire Shenguang Mountain, the void shook, the waves roared, and the power of the rules like the tide of the sea shook endlessly, and the entire space was constantly destroyed and reorganized, almost completely turning into a terrifying black hole.
"Is this an immortal king-level battle?"
Fang Xuanzong looked at this scene in a daze.
Even if it was thousands of meters away, even if it had been three thousand years, the scene in front of him shocked Fang Xuanzong's heart.
Destroy!
Terror!
Tremor!
This is how Fang Xuanzong felt at the moment.
This was the first time he had seen an immortal king-level battle, and it was also a melee in which eight immortal kings surrounded and killed a divine beast, this kind of battle, even in the chaotic immortal world, was rare to see.
But soon, Fang Xuanzong came back to his senses:
"It's a rare opportunity to watch how these strong men fight and how they use the rules."
Martial arts is a process of continuous learning, and it is important to explore it yourself, but if a famous teacher personally guides and demonstrates it in front of you, the effect will naturally be twice the result with half the effort.
Right now, being able to watch this kind of Immortal King-level melee is definitely a good opportunity for Fang Xuanzong to learn, and he is destined to benefit a lot.
Thinking like this, Fang Xuanzong had already directly started to observe and cultivate over and over again.
"Boom!"
On the other side, on Shenguang Mountain, the battle between the eight immortal kings and the divine beast Jairus is already in full swing, although it is in a state of siege, but after all, Jairus is the son of the true dragon, and its physical body is so strong and strong that it is so strong that it is vividly displayed at this moment, even in the face of the siege of the eight immortal kings, it is still not lagging behind.
Even, it could rely on the dragon-shaped sword in its mouth to suppress these eight immortal kings in turn.
- To a certain extent, that Jairus is the one who has the initiative in the battlefield at this moment.
"Whew!"
The sword light flashed in the void, and the terrifying sword light directly tore through the void, leaving a dark crack in the air, and at the same time, only a scream was heard, and the blood on the chest of an immortal king was sprayed, and he was directly slashed out of the void by a sword.
In the battle so far, it turned out to be the side of the immortal king, who was overwhelming, and someone was the first to be injured.
"What a sharp sword, so strong Jair."
Fang Xuanzong was also secretly frightened when he saw this.
Being able to calmly face the siege of eight immortal kings, and even injure one immortal king, the strength of this divine beast is already obvious to all.
Even, Fang Xuanzong had a feeling that after fighting until now, Na Jianyu still seemed to have reservations, and he didn't use all his strength.
Thinking like this, in the void in the distance, there was another roar, boom, the sky shook, the whole heaven and earth shook, and an unprecedented terrifying aura suddenly appeared in Fang Xuanzong's perception.
At that moment, Fang Xuanzong only felt that a prehistoric giant beast had been introduced into his perception, and just by sensing it, he was immediately bitten by it, and his whole person had a splitting headache.
- You know, it's been 3,000 years!
"What's going on? What the hell is that? ”
Fang Xuanzong's face was pale, and his face was shocked.
The breath in the extreme distance made him feel an unprecedented shock and horror, three thousand years apart, his senses were actually detected and attacked by that existence, such a terrifying existence, even more than the eight immortal kings who appeared before!
Thinking like this, I saw that the void was distorted in the sky above Shenguang Mountain, and at some point, a white-robed figure had already suspended above everyone's heads.
The man appeared without warning.
And the moment he appeared, the whole world seemed to fall into silence.
The wind stopped, all the grass and trees stopped swinging, and even the fierce battle between the eight immortal kings and Jairus came to an abrupt end at this time.
Everyone stopped what they were doing, and looked up at the white figure above one by one, and the faces of the eight immortal kings were full of horror and fear.
In the heavens and all the worlds, the immortal king is already the strongest combat power on the bright side, which is enough to influence the pattern of the immortal realm, but at this moment, on Shenguang Mountain, the eight immortal kings are all in fear...... At this moment, Fang Xuanzong faintly guessed something.
Immortal Emperor!
The heavens and all the worlds, just a figure, without saying a word, can deter the eight immortal kings, and only the legendary immortal emperor can do it.
However, thousands of years ago, the Immortal Emperor almost didn't show up much, he was completely a legendary figure, Fang Xuanzong never thought that at this moment, on Shenguang Mountain, he actually "saw" an Immortal Emperor!
At the moment when the white-robed Immortal Emperor appeared, the hair, the son of the true dragon, who was as tall as a hundred zhang and holding a dragon-shaped sword, also showed a deep fear in his house-sized eyes.
As powerful as it was, it also felt a deep threat from the white-robed figure.
"It's such a terrifying momentum, obviously there is no movement, and there is no breath revealed, but just by appearing here, it has become the center of the world, an existence that cannot be ignored, and an unparalleled terrifying oppressive force for all souls."
Fang Xuanzong has already set off a monstrous wave:
"Even when I saw him after 3,000 years, I couldn't help but feel as small as a grasshopper and want to bow down. The power of the Immortal Emperor is so terrifying. ”
Once the sea was hard to water!
If before this, all Fang Xuanzong thought about was to achieve the Immortal King, kill Zhao Moyun, and avenge his master, then now Fang Xuanzong had some new desires born in his heart.
And just when Fang Xuanzong's heart was shocked, in the distance, the white-clothed Immortal Emperor above everyone's heads suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of Fang Xuanzong.
"Boom!"
Fang Xuanzong's whole body shook violently, and his whole scalp was numb.
The Immortal Emperor had discovered him!
Even though there was a time barrier of three thousand years, Fang Xuanzong was still sure that at this moment, the eyes of the white-clothed Immortal Emperor clearly captured Fang Xuanzong's traces through the long river of time.
At this moment, the two looked at each other.
What kind of eyes are these?
Indifferent!
Cold!
Without the slightest emotion, treat everything as a dog!
Under the gaze of these eyes, which had been separated by three thousand years, Fang Xuanzong felt as if he was facing a high god, in front of those eyes that were enough to penetrate the soul, his whole person was as if he was naked, and there was not the slightest secret to hide.
It seemed that there was only a moment, and it seemed that countless long centuries had passed, and the gaze of the white-clothed Immortal Emperor finally moved away from Fang Xuanzong.
"Whew."
Fang Xuanzong breathed a sigh of relief, only then did he realize that his entire clothes were already soaked.
"Is this the Immortal Emperor?"
Fang Xuanzong's face palpitated, and at that moment just now, it seemed to be longer than a hundred years:
"The gaze can see through time, what a terrible existence. I'm afraid he's already involved in the law. ”
As everyone knows, the three thousand avenues, to a certain extent, the avenues are the rules.
In the heavens and all worlds, the warriors who master the rules are like carp crossing the river, which cannot be counted, but how many are there when it comes to the existence of laws?
Time is the law.
And the white-clothed Immortal Emperor in front of him, his methods have obviously involved the level of law.
Without waiting for Fang Xuanzong to think more, ahead, the white-clothed Immortal Emperor had already made a move.