The Extreme
Wanxuan East Territory Frontier, the Tiangong Station.
The thousands of disaster clouds twisted into a blood-colored vortex in the fairy sky. Every thunder struck with broken pieces of Taoist weapons. The broken halberd and broken swords dangled wildly in the air, cutting out billions of purple-black cracks in the sky, and oozing out of the cracks. It's not the sky light, but the sticky fairy blood waterfall—
It was the skeleton of an immortal who died in battle three thousand years ago, and it is still evaporated in the void with an immortal fighting spirit!
On the scorched earth, the cut off fairy mountain is like a giant spirit and a broken halberd piercing the earth.
The surface of the mountain is covered with spider-web-shaped "Dao Shang crack", and the boiling Hunyuan fairy energy gushed at the crack - when a semi-immortal powerhouse exploded, he actually refined the entire earth vein into an endless burning furnace. !
Twelve broken Dao Destroy Battle Flags were agitated in the Immortal Gang Storm, and the Zhoutian Star Fighting Map drawn on the flag was soaked in blood.
Under the flagpole were glazed Taoist bones, and each skeleton maintained the posture of pinching and casting spells. The unscattered Taoist technique lingering between the fingers exploded in the dead silence.
The blood rain of fairy sky poured down, and the raindrops condensed into the shape of a sharp sword in the air.
This is not ordinary rain, but the law of the law of the essence and blood formed by the bursting of the cultivator of the Tribulation Realm. Each drop of blood sword is imprinted with the madest fighting spirit of his master in his lifetime.
The ground can no longer distinguish the color of the soil, and layers of immortal blood accumulate into red crystal swamps.
This is a corner of the battlefield, bloody and crazy. Compared to the battle of Taoism, it is completely a pediatrician here. The war in the fairy world has never been a beautiful thing, but it is extremely depressing, with corpses all over your eyes.
Today, a thread of blood appeared in Gu Lisheng's eyes.
"Why does this emperor feel like he has returned to the ancient times when the war is participated by billions of monks? Is this chaos of the northern land endless? Is there nowhere to use energy?!"
Bang!
A dull sound of slapping the table came from the Immortal Palace, and Gu Lisheng was actually angry. Even though he was fighting to kill immortals, it would have made the immortal cultivator in the chaos of the Kongbeidii without any intention of retreating.
Because there are no immortals in the eyes of those young people in the fairy world. Do you dare to bully the small and kill me with the consequences? !
Gu Lisheng really didn't dare, and he was afraid that the situation would develop to an uncontrollable level.
In his opinion, this battle will end only if one side is exhausted. Many immortal countries participate in the battle, and this battle cannot affect too many directions. After 300,000 years of the immortal world, the immortal world has indeed made the creatures of the immortal world a climate!
"Li Sheng..." Song Heng smiled flatteringly and spoke carefully, "We should not go on the old path. If we should give in, we should give in. If we hit the front line, something big will happen."
Gu Lisheng snorted coldly, his face extremely cold and stern.
He was also furious because of the several forces in the northern land of the Luankong. He didn't want to retreat. He had a temper, and even his favorite disciple was very injured.
...
The northern and earth border is in chaos.
Three powerful Taoist ancestors gathered together, and the immortals below gathered together, the surrounding wind and clouds were turbulent, the void trembled, and the atmosphere of heaven and earth was solemn.
"Wanxuan East Earth, Gu Lisheng of the Heavenly Palace, is a stunning enemy for us. If he does not retreat, he will have to fight to the death."
"Mi Zhong Daozu, is this going to start the fairy war?"
"This matter is very important. If we are targeted by the Heavenly Palace, our Taoist sect may be uneasy forever."
"But if the Heavenly Palace retreats, we can retreat in this battle."
...
As we fought, everyone naturally realized that something was getting worse and worse. There was an old monster who killed the immortal in the Tiangong Temple in Wanxuan, and it was impossible to break through the border of Wanxuan East.
It also proves that their cultivation level is not enough to completely defeat Wanxuan Dongtu.
But if the Heavenly Palace can retreat and this battle between the two domains will be their victory in the chaos of the northern land!
The other two Taoist ancestors had a calm face and their faces were extremely deep.
Mi Zhong looked at one of the Taoist ancestors and said, "Fellow Taoist Xuanxu."
"This battle is not controlled by us, nor by the Heavenly Palace, so we cannot retreat." Xuanxu spoke indifferently, as if he had seen the root clearly, "Only one battle, Kanzu, how do you think of it?"
The Kanzu didn't say a word, as if he was in a state of contemplation.
All the immortals looked at him. The ancestor Kan had a blood mole on his eyebrows, and was born with the memory of the immortal world, living in the remnant power of the immortal world.
When he opened his mouth, the Great Dao Chime bells would emerge from the void, and the clock face was engraved with inscriptions of cause and effect that had been erased by heaven and earth.
a long time.
He then spoke slowly, "The Heavenly Palace is invincible, but we cannot retreat."
The implication is that don’t target the Heavenly Palace. Just start a war like this. Victory and defeat depend on the will of heaven. They can’t bear it if they deliberately target it.
And they naturally cannot represent the northern land of Chaokong. The immortals and the three Taoist ancestors here just came from Guidao Mountain.
Cuidao Mountain is their Taoist tradition, and it is also one of the top Taoist traditions in the northern land of Luankong. It has three Taoist ancestors in one sect and countless disciples under its seat.
If they were the first to start the immortal war against the Heavenly Palace... the consequences were immeasurable, and this would evolve from the battle between Wanxuan Dongtu and Luankong Beitu into a battle between the two sides of the Taoist dynasty.
There is no chance of winning at all!
Mi Zhong pondered for a moment: "The news of the Heavenly Palace has reached that person's ears."
Upon hearing this, Kanzu looked sideways, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he nodded and said, "The war has naturally been introduced after many years."
And that person... is the domineering man in the chaos of the earth. He has experienced nine immortal disasters but has not died. When he was young, he swallowed the immortal medicine of immortality and was not destroyed.
After 150,000 years of immortal world, this man who has been in chaos and turbulent domains for 100,000 years, has relied on his own efforts to calm the catastrophe in the world - the turbulent tribes of the turbulent gate!
Even they were the defeated generals of this man. When he was young, he had already heard thousands of ways, and the great way of the immortal world bowed. He has never suffered a defeat since he was born.
After hearing this.
The faces of the immortals in Cuidao Mountain were solemn, and they dared not know his name. His honorific title was Jidao.
Buzz—
Suddenly!
The nine-layer sea of clouds suddenly condensed into glass, and 36,000 jade steps floated in the rosy clouds.
Each step reflected the splendor of the immortal world in different periods—
There were golden patterns of the thunder pool that were broken when the young man stepped on the immortal calamity, and there were fragments of the flag of the Tyrant Clan that was cut off when fighting against all the clans alone.
"He is coming..."
The ancestor of the niche looked up at the sky and murmured. The teacup in his hand was suddenly covered with moss, and the bottom of the cup was actually the blood sand of the turmoil of all clans a hundred thousand years ago.
Boom!
At this moment, nine chains wrapped with the light of annihilation suddenly emerged from the depths of the sky. They pierced through the void, and every inch of the chain was engraved with the word "Ji" written in different characters of all the clans in the immortal world.
What was dragged at the end of the chain was not a chariot, but half of a land wreckage that was still spewing chaotic energy - that was the remains of the fairyland continent that the young man had broken.
"Heavenly Palace... Chaos Sky..."
The four words rang out like the morning bell of the ancient heaven, and nine magnificent fairy gates suddenly rose in the center of the Northern Wilderness battlefield!
Gun marks appeared on the surface of the door, and at this moment, they caused the stars in the sky to shift - the seventy-two evil stars of Ziweiyuan condensed into silver spears, and stabbed towards the place where the overlords of all sides on the battlefield were defeated in the past!
"What?!"
Countless immortal cultivators in the battlefield were shocked, and the shouts shook the sky. They looked at the fairy sky in disbelief, and the eyes of the immortal soldiers in the Northern Land of Chaos Sky were trembling.
But the cultivators in the Eastern Land of Wanxuan were palpitating, wondering who was coming, and how could they exert pressure under the fairyland!
What a powerful being this is...
The clear sound of a jade chime came from the end of the Immortal Sky Jade Steps, and a peerless being walked slowly from there, with the world-defining rosy light branding his brows, the golden chain of the law wrapped around his frosty hair, the lightning of catastrophe condensed and hung on his temples, and the cloud pattern of the Tao turned into starlight.
"...Extreme Dao!"
