Chapter 701: Sinking to the Clouds

Outside the Kyushu Buddha Prison, a middle-aged man who is the leader of the hundred clans stands high in the air, his breath is rolling, and he seems to have the power to destroy heaven and earth in his body, thus affecting the laws of this heaven and earth. However, the power of the law has not fallen, with the realm of a middle-aged man immortal, he has long been beyond the shackles of the law, and even the power of the law has no way to take him.

"Is this the breath of an immortal? It is really powerful enough, not comparable to a half-step immortal. Zhuge Buliang looked at the middle-aged man in the sky and said.

"That's nature, although there is only one step between a half-step immortal and an immortal, there is a world of difference, which I have experienced at the beginning. Vermilion Bird Immortal Monarch nodded.

Hearing this, Zhuge Buliang raised his eyebrows, and suddenly said, "Suzaku senior, I heard that you were also an immortal before?"

Vermilion Bird Immortal Monarch Qing Silk flew, gently lifted the green silk in front of his forehead, and said with a smile: "Well, but not long after I stepped into the Immortal Dao, I was killed by the Chaos Puppet. ”

"Chaos Golem?"

"Hmm. Vermilion Bird Immortal Monarch explained: "Chaos has the power to control everything, but anyone who is killed by Chaos will become Chaos puppets, and these puppets have lost their memories in life, but they have the strength of life. Back then, there were a total of twelve immortal puppets in Chaos. Now Chaos has been suppressed, but its puppets have not disappeared, and the predecessors of the Extraterrestrial Battlefield over the years have to guard the seal that suppresses Chaos on the one hand, and fight against the Chaos puppets on the other. ”

Hearing what the Vermilion Bird Immortal Monarch said, Zhuge Buliang couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat: "A puppet in the Immortal Realm, isn't that equivalent to fighting with an Immortal, this Chaos...... Sure enough, it's not ordinary......"

"The seal is lifted!!"

At this time, the middle-aged man in the sky suddenly shouted, suddenly popped out his hands, tore through the sky, and opened a path above the Buddha Prison. Then beams of light flew out from the center of the middle-aged man's eyebrows, converging into a long rainbow and shooting towards the Buddha prison.

"Boom!"

The entire Buddha Prison began to tremble violently, and a golden light curtain appeared in the sky above the Buddha Prison, enveloping the entire Buddha Prison.

"This is the seal left by the Immortal Emperor. Zhuge Buliang held his chin and said.

At this moment, the middle-aged man flew to the sky above this golden light, raised his hand and carved hundreds of mystical runes in the void, and then each rune turned into a streamer and printed in this golden light. The golden light hummed violently. Not long after, cracks appeared on this piece of golden light, and they quickly spread out.

"Shattered!"

The middle-aged man raised his hand and pointed, and in a loud bang, the golden light above the Buddha Prison shattered, falling like broken glass, and finally turned into a starry sky and dissipated.

The seal was broken. ”

Zhuge didn't shine, and Wu Mo and Vermilion Bird Immortal Jun flew up and stood next to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man's eyes were sharp, looking at the land of the Buddha Prison, in which every other area would be guarded by a special treasure, in order to suppress the strong people of the hundred tribes in the Buddha Prison.

"Broken!"

The middle-aged man raised his hand and pointed, and a stream of fairy light flew out, shattering a golden bell in the distance. The middle-aged man struck out one after another, and the strange treasures suppressed in the sky above the Buddha Prison were shattered one after another. However, there were three unbroken treasures, a golden sword, a bronze mirror, and a golden robe.

Three exotic treasures flew up through the air and were collected by the middle-aged man.

"Senior, can you give me this robe?" Zhuge Buliang stared at the robe in the middle-aged man's hand and looked at the middle-aged man.

"This is the treasure left by the Buddha Gate back then, what do you want it to do?" the middle-aged man glanced at Zhuge Buliang and said.

"I want to become a monk. ”

Middle-aged man: "........"

"Hehe, just kidding, I have a friend of Buddhism, and I believe that this treasure of Buddhism can shine in his hands. Zhuge Buliang smiled awkwardly.

The middle-aged man frowned, and seemed to be reluctant to give away this Buddhist treasure, hesitated again and again, and finally nodded, and said: "Okay, I don't know how to urge the Buddhist treasure, just give it to your friend of Buddhism, I hope that in the future war, it can play its due role." ”

"Thank you, seniors. Zhuge Buliang hurriedly stepped forward to take the golden robe in his hand, and gratefully hugged his fist towards the middle-aged man: "Oops~~My baby robe~~~"

The middle-aged man didn't pay any attention to Zhuge Buliang, looked down at the land, and suddenly shouted: "The head of the hundred clans, come to see me!"

A roar spread for thousands of miles, echoing in the Buddhist prison.

The next moment, dozens of roars sounded in the Buddhist prison, due north, the demonic energy was churning, an old man in tattered clothes drove the demon cloud to come, beside him, followed by more than a dozen fierce black wolves, blood-red eyes, each batch of black wolves was like a small mountain.

"Chief, it's really you! Demon Wolf Clan Patriarch Xiaotian has seen the leader!" The old man in tattered clothes bowed down, and more than a dozen black wolves behind him also prostrate.

At this time, a big mountain in the distance collapsed, and a sword light flew straight to the front and back of the middle-aged man, and the sword light dispersed, revealing a man with white hair and a single horn on the top of his head. Behind the man, twelve shining flying swords were suspended.

"The Snow Clan patriarch asked the heavens to see the leader. The white-haired man also bowed slightly.

"Snow Clan!" Zhuge Buliang couldn't help but move in his heart, could it be the Snow Clan of the Flood Desolate Immortal Domain? The Snow Clan also belonged to one of the hundred clans 20,000 years ago, could the silver-haired man in front of him be the ancestor of the Snow Clan? This is terrible, he has been unable to get along with the Snow Clan when he was in the Flood Desolate Immortal Domain, and now the ancestor of the people is out of the customs, but don't talk about yourself, otherwise you will have to fight again.

In the distance, another mountain collapsed, and a pair of golden boys and girls flew in, like happy dolls, and their little pink faces looked innocent.

In the next time, there were strong people flying out of the Buddha prison one after another, no less than thirty people, Zhuge Buliang swept his eyes, among these people, there were five half-step immortals alone, and the strength of the rest should not be underestimated.

"Boom!"

The earth collapsed in the Buddhist prison, and two blood coffins flew out, one large and one small, and on top of the blood coffins stood a middle-aged man with bloody hair and a delicate and lovely girl.

"The Shura patriarch has seen the leader. The middle-aged man with bloodied hair bowed.

"Ah~~Little star, daddy, look, it's a little star~~~" The girl on the blood coffin was the blood child who had not seen each other for hundreds of years, and at this moment, seeing Zhuge Buliang standing behind the middle-aged man, the blood child suddenly clapped his little hands and shouted.

"Hehehe, blood, I haven't seen it for hundreds of years, and it doesn't seem to have grown yet. Zhuge Buliang smiled, walked over and rubbed Xue'er's little head, in front of his father, Zhuge Buliang didn't dare to do too many excessive actions.

Xue'er spit out her pink little tongue, pouted and said, "Little Star is too much, he hasn't come to accompany me for so long." ”

"Blood, don't mess around! The Shura patriarch let out a low sigh and pulled his little daughter over.

"Hee-hee-hee, Uncle Chief. Xue'er exclaimed sweetly.

Rao is Bai clan leader was as indifferent as an ice cube, and he was also melted by this sweet smile, smiled slightly, and immediately said: "Everyone, now that the 20,000-year period has arrived, the Flood Desolate Immortal Domain has undergone great changes, and I hope to gather the strength of the hundred clans to jointly defend the Flood Desolate Immortal Domain." Soon after, I think the Immortal Emperor will inevitably return, and at that time, it will be the end of everything. ”

"Immortal Emperor, hmph, why should we assist him!" At this time, the patriarch of the Demon Wolf Clan snorted dissatisfiedly.

"Yes! The Immortal Emperor did this to us back then, we don't need to assist him! We must contribute to defending the Flood Desolate Immortal Domain, but the Immortal Emperor is the enemy of our hundred clans, and this cannot be changed!"

The leader of the hundred clans took a heavy breath, his eyes swept over everyone, with a little majesty, and said in a low voice: "Although I can't get used to the Immortal Emperor, then this is related to the survival of the entire Flood Desolate Immortal Domain." Moreover, if the Immortal Emperor really wanted to poison the Hundred Clans back then, why did he just seal the Immortal Emperor and others, but did not cut the grass and eradicate the roots?"

"This ......."

The patriarchs of the hundred clans couldn't help but groan.

The middle-aged man said: "It's been 20,000 years, haven't you figured it out yet? 20,000 years ago, the Flood Desolate Immortal Domain suffered a great change, although the Immortal Emperor led the immortals to temporarily resolve the calamity, but as long as our hundred clans exist, they will definitely attract the disaster of killing." I once made an appointment with the Immortal Emperor and sealed the cultivators of the Hundred Clans for 20,000 years, and I escaped. ”

"What! this ...... The Immortal Emperor took action to suppress us, in fact, he was protecting the cultivators of our Hundred Clans?" Some of the Hundred Clan Patriarchs were obviously a little incredulous.

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "This is the agreement I made with the Immortal Emperor, because I was not sure to get rid of the big trouble back then, so I could only make a decision for the first time." Now that the time is ripe, I will lead everyone to come to the Flood Desolate Immortal Realm again to jointly defend this land. ”

"Chief, if all this is true, we are willing to follow the leader and fight together!"

"Okay, since the leaders have said so, presumably this matter is true, we are willing to return to the Flood Desolate Immortal Domain with the leader!"

The patriarchs were all perverted, and the middle-aged man nodded, and shouted: "Okay! We will definitely restore the prestige of the Hundred Clans, I want you to know that this trip is not to assist the Immortal Emperor, but to defend the Flood Desolate Immortal Domain with our own Hundred Clans!"

"Yes!!" the cultivators of the Hundred Clans replied in a deep voice, their voices rolling, like long thunder in the sky.

Zhuge Buliang frowned, and said, "Senior, since you want to release all the cultivators of the hundred races, the eighteenth layer of hell ......."

"Well, I know, eighteen layers of hell, I'll go there myself!" the middle-aged man nodded.

.........

A group of dozens of people flew over this land of Kyushu, and where they passed, the cultivators of Kyushu were panicked, and they could feel this powerful oppressive force from a distance, which was simply overwhelming, even if it was the pinnacle power of this world, they were shrinking their heads and not daring to come out at this time.

The cultivators of the Hundred Clans, under the leadership of the middle-aged man, flew towards the Kunlun Wonderland in Kyushu.

There, is the only entrance to the eighteen layers of hell.

"Xue'er, what's the name of your leader of the hundred clans?" Zhuge Buliang leaned over to Xue'er and asked in a low voice.

Xue'er raised his delicate chin and said with some pride: "The leader's name is Shen Guiyun, and he is a big man in our hundred clans~~ I heard my father say that the hundred clans were chaotic and infighting continued, and it was the appearance of Lord Shen Guiyun that made the hundred clans unified." ”

When Zhuge Buliang heard this, he couldn't help but cast a respectful gaze at the leader of the hundred tribes, he could have such a means to unify the powerful hundred tribes, this person deserved to be a talent.