Chapter 113: The Battlefield of All Races Begins, the Source of Chaos!
At the same time, the inner gate is directly north, inside the Shura gate.
In the high Shura Hall, wearing a mask and long braids, Liu Feng, the deputy master of the Shura Sect who looked extremely mysterious, knelt on the ground.
"Sect Master, that Fang Xuanzong has recently subdued six or seven forces in the inner gate, and there has been a lot of commotion, I'm afraid he wants to use this method to break through the Immortal Monarch Realm, do you want your subordinates to send someone to stop it?"
Liu Feng said respectfully.
"Not necessarily."
Above the main hall, King Shura opened his eyes, and the corners of his mouth showed a hint of sarcasm:
"No matter how much he tosses, if he wants to break through the Immortal Monarch Realm in a month, it is tantamount to a fool's dream. If he does break through, it will be even better...... Otherwise, it will be too boring to fight. β
In the end, King Shura's eyes revealed a powerful coercion and confidence, as if nothing in the world could be put into his eyes.
"Yes."
Liu Feng quickly retreated, and the Shura Hall fell into darkness again.
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Fang Xuanzong's room.
The air flow in the void was turbulent, the energy was chaotic, Fang Xuanzong was sitting cross-legged on the ground, his hair was flying, his breath was floating, and he was in penance.
During this time, through the several inner door tokens he collected, Fang Xuanzong continuously absorbed the "potential" from them, cultivating day and night, and with the continuous proficiency, his efficiency increased by more than ten times compared to the beginning.
However, in ten days, a small silver core prototype had been faintly formed in Fang Xuanzong's dantian, and the progress was great.
"No, that's not enough, I have to go a little faster!"
Fang Xuanzong frowned and said secretly.
In fact, in less than half a month, being able to condense the prototype of the silver core was already astonishing, extremely rare, but Fang Xuanzong knew that even at this speed, he would not be able to break through the Immortal Monarch Realm and defeat the Shura King within a month.
He had to be faster!
Without thinking about it anymore, Fang Xuanzong entered a state of penance again, and the immortal crane also stopped, yawning, and guarded Fang Xuanzong's side.
Although he encountered a little dilemma in his cultivation, Fang Xuanzong still entered the realm every day, and his strength was growing every day.
And when Fang Xuanzong entered the cultivation, the inner gate also ushered in a long-lost period of peace.
In the inner gate of the True Yuan Immortal Sect, the other disciples also seemed to be stimulated by Fang Xuanzong, and they worked hard to cultivate one by one.
But seven days laterβ
Just when everyone was cultivating hard, suddenly the sky darkened, and a behemoth flew through the sky, its wings like clouds hanging from the sky, and where it passed, ten thousand hurricanes rolled up, and the heavens and the earth changed color.
"It's huge!"
"What's that?!"
Everyone looked up one after another, looking at the giant flying above with a look of surprise.
In the room, Fang Xuanzong was practicing, and suddenly felt a strong qi stimulation, like a golden needle stimulating the acupoints around his body, and he couldn't help but open his eyes suddenly, and subconsciously looked up at the roof.
"It's a terrible breath."
With just one glance, Fang Xuanzong felt the huge thing flying above his head, and for a while, his eyes could not hide the vibration, he had been in the inner gate for a while, and he had never encountered such a sense of danger.
The sense of danger that the giant creature gave him was actually no weaker than that of the South China Sea Sea Beast.
And after the giant thing flew for hundreds of miles, everyone finally saw its whole picture.
Its back is like a mountain, its wings are golden, it is turned like a cloud hanging from the sky, its beak is hideous, its eyes are like the sun, and it looks forward to life.
That's a golden-winged roc!
In Fang Xuanzong's impression, the golden-winged Dapeng is an ancient divine beast, and it is rumored that the golden-winged Dapeng is a holy beast of Buddhism, which was once enlightened by the Buddha and has a strength to the sky, but for some reason, he later betrayed Buddhism and disappeared without a trace after devouring tens of thousands of Buddhist masters.
Legend has it that the Buddha personally killed him, so that he could not live forever.
However, I never expected that this golden-winged Dapeng did not die, but reappeared in the fairy world.
"Aang!"
And at this moment, the golden-winged roc suddenly hissed, and the cry was high-pitched and sharp, resounding throughout the immortal world.
For a while, the eyes of everyone in the entire immortal world were attracted by the cry of this golden-winged Dapeng, and among the major immortal gates, even those powerful beings who had been in retreat for hundreds of years came out one after another, focusing their eyes on this golden-winged Dapeng.
Outside the True Yuan Treasure Hall, the True Yuan Immortal King wearing a navy blue robe stood tall, his eyes staring at the golden-winged Dapeng that was slowly flying by, and his expression suddenly became much more solemn.
I don't know when, in the hand of the True Yuan Immortal King, there was an extra token out of thin air.
The token is neither gold nor iron, neither stone nor wood, exuding a strong fluctuation of rules, and it is actually the product of the power of rules.
"The Battlefield of All Races...... Is it going to be on again? β
The True Yuan Immortal King looked at the token in his hand, and a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes.
And at the same time, where the Golden-winged Dapeng passed, the same token appeared in the hands of the major immortal sects in the immortal world, and all the immortal sects of the immortal king sects were dignified, but they were extremely afraid.
For the vast majority of ordinary immortals in the immortal world, they didn't know the meaning of this token, but as a powerhouse at the level of the Immortal King Sect, they deeply knew the heavy weight of the token in their hands.
In a way, this is the source of chaos in the fairy world!
The Golden-Winged Roc quickly disappeared into the distance.
In the fairy world, many strong people rose into the air, wanting to catch up with the golden-winged roc, but without exception, they were left far behind after just a few breaths.
No one knows why the Golden-Winged Roc appeared, the only thing that is known is that every time the Golden-Winged Roc appears, it is the time when the battlefield of all races opens, and it also represents the beginning of endless killing and conquest.
With the departure of the Golden-Winged Dapeng, the outer disciples who were watching the excitement also quickly withdrew their gaze and refocused their attention on cultivation.
Fang Xuanzong looked solemn and was silent for a long time.
His spiritual power was twelve times that of a martial artist of the same level, and he could sense much more things than ordinary people, just when the golden-winged Dapeng flew over the True Yuan Immortal Gate, Fang Xuanzong clearly felt that there was obviously a trace of regular fluctuations in the sky above the True Yuan Immortal Gate, and it seemed that something had landed.
Moreover, what made Fang Xuanzong even more concerned was that when the golden-winged Dapeng appeared, Fang Xuanzong had in his heart the familiar and called feeling when he was in the South China Sea, but it was far less intense than last time.
"Golden-winged Roc, the sea beast of the South China Sea...... What does this legendary thing have to do with me? β
Fang Xuanzong muttered in his heart, feeling that the fog was getting thicker and thicker.
After the last incident in the South China Sea, Fang Xuanzong already had vigilance and doubts in his heart, and faintly felt that a huge net had been spread.
Normally, it doesn't appear, but this golden-winged roc makes this huge net tremble slightly.
Fang Xuanzong faintly felt that with the appearance of this golden-winged Dapeng, something important was quietly happening.
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At the same time, on top of another peak of the True Yuan Immortal Gate.
A magnificent and extravagant palace stands.
In the palace, the curtains hang low, the pink light veil wafts, and in a hot spring pool, the mist lingers, exuding a seductive fragrance.
By the pool, a figure with his eyes slightly closed, his arms propped back, leaning half-naked on the edge of the pool, lazy and casual.
Beside the man, there was also a quaint compass.
At the same time as the golden-winged roc flew by, the five fingers of the man's right hand suddenly trembled unconsciously.
He shuddered, and suddenly opened his eyes, and in an instant a bright light flashed in his eyes.
"It's ...... The heavens are changing. β
As a Heavenly Machine Warlock and the only descendant of the Heavenly Machine Gate, although Luo Jingtian's strength is not top-notch, his prediction and sensing of the Heavenly Machine are outstanding and extremely keen.
"Master said back then that in the near future, there will be a great catastrophe in the heavens and all worlds, accompanied by the death of countless living beings, and the order of the entire world will be reformulated...... as it seems to be a change today, could it be that this will be the beginning of the catastrophe predicted by Master?"
Luo Jingtian said secretly in his heart.
Everything he has learned comes from his master, the old man Tianji, and Luo Jingtian has no doubt about his master's prophecy.
In fact, it was precisely because the master inadvertently spied on this crisis that he was counterattacked by heaven and finally lost his life, so Luo Jingtian has always deeply remembered this prophecy at the cost of the master's life.
It's just that I didn't expect that the prophesied catastrophe would show signs so soon.
"Lang Jun, what are you rubbing at the moment of Spring Festival?"
At this moment, a bewitching voice sounded in the main hall, and then the sound of water was loud, and I saw that in the hot spring pool, a snow-white soft wattle stretched out, and five slender fingers were weak and boneless, sticking to Luo Jingtian's chest.
That hand seemed to have infinite magical power, and Luo Jingtian's eyes were suddenly confused, and he couldn't help but be dragged into the pool by that slender jade hand.
The green yarn flutters, and the calm hot spring pool water ripples.
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And on the second day after the golden-winged roc flew over, a piece of news spread throughout the heavens and all worlds at an incredible speed.
In the Three Thousand Worlds of Heaven and Outer Heaven, a large number of well-preserved ancient ruins suddenly appeared, and among those ruins, all kinds of god-level exercises, top-level light crowns, immortal Dao treasures, ancient inheritances, and Dao rules ...... There are countless of them, and even rumored to have the tombs of ancient immortal emperors.
When this news came out, everyone in the heavens and all the worlds was in an uproar and fell into a huge frenzy.
God-level exercises!
Top Crown!
Avenue Rules!
Immortal Emperor's Tomb!
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Each of these things is a treasure of martial arts, and if you get any of them, you will soar into the sky in the martial arts, reach the pinnacle of martial arts, and are destined to trigger a crazy scramble among many powerhouses in the heavens and ten thousand worlds.
Now that all the top supreme treasures were actually born together, how can they not make all the martial artists of the heavens and all the worlds fanatical and excited?!
In the world of martial arts, strength is respected!
All martial artists are working hard to strengthen themselves, but right now, this is their best chance to strengthen themselves.
When the news came out, all the powerhouses of the Immortal Realm, the Human Realm, the Demon Realm, the Ghost Clan, the Three Thousand Worlds of the Outer Heaven and the Ten Thousand Worlds were all alarmed, and one by one they directly crossed the void and headed towards the Three Thousand Worlds of the Outer Heavens.
Even many Xianmen disciples, after learning the news, directly betrayed the Xianmen and went to the Three Thousand Worlds of Outer Heaven, wanting to try their luck.
In the face of this great opportunity, all the heavens and all the worlds, all the martial artists were agitated, even the True Yuan Immortal Sect where Fang Xuanzong was located was no exception.
"Did you hear that? A large number of ancient ruins appeared in the outer heavens, I heard that someone broke into the ruins, obtained the ancient inheritance, and directly broke through to the immortal king realm, it is really incredible! β
"I also heard about it, I heard that there was a small immortal who strayed into the ruins and obtained a top-level crown to recognize the master, which triggered the vision of heaven and earth, and directly killed all the enemies!"
"I'm really envious, if only I could enter the ruins and have a good time, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"
"Yes, we have been cultivating here for ten years and a hundred years, and we are not as comfortable as someone else's chance, we are really unwilling!"
"Chance has its own destiny, those ancient ruins are huge, and they are all ownerless, maybe this time it came out, it is waiting for me, no, instead of doing nothing all my life, it is better to give it a fight, try your luck, maybe I am the son of luck!"
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Many inner disciples were discussing, and they couldn't hold back their restlessness in their hearts.
"Bang!"
Fang Xuanzong's door was directly knocked open, and the immortal crane hurriedly broke in, and said loudly:
"Stinky boy, something is wrong!"