Chapter 941 The Ending Battle (1)
Jiufeng Imperial City.
The sycamore trees stand tall in the sky, straight into the sky, and their dense branches and leaves sway in the clouds of fire.
The clouds swirled around, transforming into nine phoenixes with unusually handsome heads. The phoenixes roared in bursts, and the sound shook the sky.
Suddenly, there was a storm.
The torrent of spiritual energy, like a tidal ocean, swept in from all directions, forming a huge fiery red vortex.
Wisps of phoenix true fire boiled in the vortex, and finally condensed into dense flame spiritual patterns.
After these flame spirit patterns were arranged and combined in some mysterious and unpredictable trajectory, they suddenly opened up the space, broke through the barrier of heaven and earth, and disappeared into the underworld.
After a cup of tea.
A loud and earth-shattering phoenix cry came from the space passage.
Immediately afterwards, a nine-headed divine phoenix spread its wings and glided out.
The extremely delicate feathers are covered with mysterious flame runes.
If someone is not at a high level and looks directly at these runes, they will even spontaneously ignite and turn into ashes.
At this moment, on the altar directly in front of the Jiufeng Imperial City, the Jiufeng Emperor, Prince Wu Feng and other powerful men from the Jiufeng clan were respectfully saluting the nine-headed divine phoenix, with enthusiasm and reverence in their eyes. Color flashed.
“I’ve met my ancestors!!”
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Deep in the void of Jiufeng Realm, countless spatial turbulence rages, causing various spatial disasters.
Space storm, fire of void, blade of void... there are all kinds of space disasters. If an ordinary holy monk encounters one of them, there is a 90% chance that he will die on the spot.
But right now, in this dark void, there are actually dozens of spatial disasters distributed, which can be called the greatest disaster in the Middle Thousand Realms.
However, right in the center of this deserted place, there is a magnificent palace wrapped in colorful gauze, standing there, motionless, like a rock in an ocean storm.
"cracking!!"
Feng Ming echoed endlessly along with the ubiquitous void spiritual energy.
A slender phoenix claw surrounded by the true fire of the phoenix reached down from above.
Wherever the Phoenix Claw passed, various spatial disasters were annihilated into nothingness by the terrifying dark red flames. The void was distorted and clearly visible folds appeared.
Tear! !
The phoenix's claws passed through like a heavenly sword, and the indestructible and magnificent palace was divided into two.
Several screams followed. They were the demon cultivators who had fallen miserably under the claws of the first emperor.
Groan! ! !
The sword's roar was like a dragon's roar, long and powerful, with a sense of sharpness and sharpness.
Far faster than the sound, there was an invisible dark sword mark.
This sword mark is like a black line dividing the world, in which the sword energy is condensed to the extreme.
This sword is already comparable to a full blow from a peak monk in the middle stage of returning to the void. Even in the Nine Phoenix Realm, only a few people can take it.
However, for the first-generation emperor of the Jiufeng clan whose avatar is projected into the lower realm, an attack that does not even touch the power of the law is like a house made of sand. It looks majestic, but in fact it will fall down with a push.
A look of contempt flashed through the eighteen flame phoenix pupils at the same time.
Immediately afterwards, streaks of rainbow light burst out, and red flames filled the sky.
In an instant, the sword light was defeated.
The remaining rainbow light remained unabated, like stars falling, covering a large area of dark void.
boom! !
The flames exploded, using the ubiquitous void spiritual energy as fuel, turning tens of thousands of miles around into a sea of purgatory fire.
The first emperor spread his wings and roamed freely in the sea of fire.
From time to time, he stretches out his sharp claws to kill a demon cultivator, with a relaxed and carefree posture.
In Jiufeng Imperial City, the powerful masters such as Lord Jiufeng, who were using special magic weapons to observe the battle here, all showed a proud smile.
This is their ancestor, the living immortal god.
Even if the clone is in the lower realm, and its strength is only in case, it is still enough to kill these difficult demon cultivators, which will give Jiufeng Realm a huge headache.
Behind the powerful people of the Jiufeng Clan, the race leaders such as the Giant Spirit Sage and the Fire Bathing Clan leader all had a look of awe on their faces.
Even Dongwang Zoutai, who also has immortal ancestors, is no exception.
The performance of these strong men is not pretending, but sincere, showing pure awe for their predecessors.
However, these looks of awe did not last long before they were replaced by a look of consternation that could not be concealed.
Following their gazes, they saw a ten-thousand-foot-long demonic figure suddenly rising from the sea of purgatory fire. Black holes emerged from behind the demonic figure. Massive amounts of demonic energy permeated the sea of fire like mysterious water. Put out part of it.
The next moment, a ray of light flew away, breaking through the blockade of the sea of fire in Purgatory in an instant and sinking deeper into the void.
"cracking!!"
Feng Ming, who was so angry that he was almost furious, resounded through the dark void.
He personally took action and did not keep all these little devils. It was obviously a very embarrassing thing for the first-generation emperor.
So without saying a word, he flapped his wings and crossed thousands of miles of space, chasing the black escaping light, leaving the Nine Phoenix Emperor and other powerful men in front of the light curtain, whose expressions were changing.
after one day.
In the main hall of the Imperial City, the powerful figures of the Nine Phoenix Realm were sitting in their respective positions, their eyes invariably focused on the Nine Phoenix Emperor.
The latter's face was calm but a little passionate, and he said, "The ancestors chased the demon cultivators of the Lu Wu Realm into the deepest part of the void. Due to the pull of the rules of the fairy world, they had to return.
However, this battle of Demonic Cultivation Sutra is no longer a cause for concern.
The Ancestor of the Heavenly Corpse, the Demonic Lady of Six Desires, and other digital demons have lost their ability to return to the void.
The Celestial Sword Immortal was also burned by the ancestor with the Phoenix True Fire, leaving only a trace of his soul.
The Red Dust Demon Lord was severely injured, and his strength plummeted to the level of the manifested saint. If it were not for his unknown treasure, he would have been killed by the space disaster long ago.
Even if he can still come out to make trouble, it will be dozens or hundreds of years later.
During this period of time, we have no worries and can free up our hands to solve the problem of Lu Wujie.
As long as we capture it and then go back to capture Qiongqi Realm, the overall situation will be completely settled! "
After hearing the words of Emperor Jiufeng, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.
In recent years, the elusive demonic lineage of Lu Wu Realm has really caused them a lot of suffering.
It's not that he can't beat him, but he can't find the opponent's specific location at all.
Only the first-generation emperor who descended from the immortal gods could accurately locate the location of the demon cultivator with the help of his deep understanding of the world and the will of the world in the Nine Phoenix Realm.
Then use the secret method to cover the opponent's heavenly senses, so that the sneak attack can be successful.
With the demonic troubles gone, the seven major races of the Jiufeng Realm naturally lost their previous disputes. They all agreed to attack the Lu Wu Realm on a large scale after the gates were completely opened, and once again began to mobilize their troops intensively.
