The rise of Tianzhu of Daqin

Chapter 734
At the end of the battle between the two clans, the battle of the heavens finally came to an end.

The Huangquan River flows in the starry sky, setting off waves of turbulent waves, trapping the three giants of Penglai in the Huangquan River.

The living cannot enter the Yellow Spring, and the dead cannot cross the Yellow Spring. No matter whether you are alive or dead, anyone who steps into the Yellow Spring will die.

At this moment in the water of the Yellow Spring River, the power of death is surging, washing away the bodies of the three giants of Penglai, and the power of reincarnation is violent, taking away the souls of the three giants of Penglai ruthlessly, making them weak to the extreme.

The faces of the three giants in Penglai were ugly. They underestimated the horror of Huangquan River and wiped out both soul and body. This is the true face of Huangquan River.

A Huangquan River has already made it difficult for the three giants of Penglai to parry. Beside them, there is an ancient giant who is watching and wants to take them away this time. , While resisting the erosion of the Huangquan River, he also carefully guarded against the Immortal King.

The Immortal King stood safely on the Huangquan River, looking coldly at the three giants of Penglai, his face was neither sad nor happy, exuding bursts of killing intent.

"There is nothing in this world that can be immortal. Although there is an immortal king, the lonely king will also decay, and I will fall."

The rising star of the Immortal King sounded in the starry sky, he walked in the starry sky, he fell from the starry sky, stepped into the Yellow Spring River, let the water of the Yellow Spring wash his body and soul, and walked step by step to the three giants of Penglai.

His body began to break down, his soul began to dissipate, but the Immortal King still didn't change his face. Death is his inevitable ending, but how he will choose to fall here!
"My life has come to an end. As the former king of the human race, the lonely king has to do the last thing for the human race, and that is to eradicate all the rebellions of the human race."

The Immortal King's eyes fell on the three giants of Penglai, and said to the three of them lightly: "Three, let's go with the lonely king!"

Immortal Lord Pengpeng said coldly: "Even though you are a giant of the ages, you are already rotten. If you want to kill us, it is wishful thinking!"

"Even though you have the Huangquan River in your hands, all you own in this Huangquan River is nothing more than borrowed power. In this Huangquan River, you don't feel well either!"

The Immortal King smiled lightly and said: "In the Yellow Spring River, the living dies and the dead lose their souls. I am a ghost, so naturally I feel the most uncomfortable."

"But the lonely king has the will to die, so he has no fear of death. Once again, the lonely king has only one purpose, and that is to send you to hell."

After the Immortal King's words fell, he slowly spread out his arms, and finally raised his hands flatly. The Yellow Spring River seemed to sense it. After a wave of ups and downs, the endless river boiled and rose into the sky.

Then the Yellow Spring River began to flow backwards, and at the end of the Yellow Spring River, a black land appeared and fell into everyone's eyes.

"The other side of the Yellow Spring is for burial, for all living beings, for everything!"

The Immortal King looked at the three giants of Penglai, and said lightly: "This is the final killing move!"

"Huangquan burial!"

The rushing Huangquan River suddenly stopped flowing, and a force to destroy all living beings appeared on the Huangquan River, and a powerful oppressive force appeared above the heads of everyone, pressing down on the three giants of Penglai, to Huangquan deep in the river.

A piece of black land appeared above the Huangquan River, covered the entire Huangquan River, and slowly fell towards the Huangquan River.

"Bury, bury, bury!"

A strange voice came from the black soil, exuding soul-stirring power, and sang the final funeral song.

Immortal Lord Penglai looked at the black soil that was about to fall, with a hideous expression on his face. If the black soil fell and the Yellow Spring River was covered, they would be suppressed under the Yellow Spring River, and finally perish in the Yellow Spring River.

Under the suppression of the huge force, the Holy Master Yingzhou and the Abbot Mountain Master were overwhelmed. Before the black soil fell, their bodies had sunk into the depths of the Huangquan River. No matter how they struggled, I could not escape from the Huangquan River.

"Penglai, save me!"

The Holy Master Yingzhou and the Abbot Shanzhu asked for help at the same time. They may not be able to resist this power, but if it is the Holy Lord Penglai, they may not be able to!
Immortal Master Penglai looked stern, looked at the falling black soil, and slowly exhaled a breath of foul air. At this moment, he had no chance to hide his secrets, so he could only use his last hole card.

"The fairy supports me on the top, and my hair will be immortal!"

In ancient times, there were immortals, who were neither human nor demon, neither demon nor ghost. They could live forever, but they were not old.

The Immortal Lord Penglai has been enlightened by an immortal, and he has always regarded himself as an immortal, that is, an immortal, so why should he care about the life and death of the human race, so he has always been at peace with the way of heaven to plot against the king.

"I'm not a demon, nor a ghost. I'm an immortal. I should live forever and suppress everything."

The Penglai Holy Land flips its hands, forming one after another dharma seals. Wherever the dharma seals pass, there are clusters of fairy spirits, golden lotuses everywhere, auspicious clouds rising, and Qionglou Yuyu looming.

"Please help me, the Ancient Immortal!"

Immortal Lord Penglai knelt down and shouted, golden lotuses scattered around him, fairy energy condensed behind him, a figure walked out of Qionglou Yuyu and appeared behind the Holy Land of Penglai, the sound of the avenue resounded through the starry sky.

The immortal looked at the black soil, his eyes were slightly cold, and he stretched out his hand. The boundless immortal energy engulfed the rules of the avenue, turned into a giant hand, and landed on the black soil. He even used his own strength to support the black soil and prevent the black soil from falling. a cent.

"With immortals protecting me, who can kill me?"

Immortal Lord Penglai laughed triumphantly, and shouted at the Immortal King.

The other ancient giants couldn't help but stop, looking at the immortal who supported the sky with one hand, it seemed that he didn't expect the Holy Lord of Penglai to have such a means.

"In ancient times, there was an immortal who was invincible. Now I ask the immortal where to find it?"

Faced with this situation, the Immortal King was indifferent, and said flatly: "The immortal is dead, and the immortal is extinct. It is just a charm from the ages ago. Do you want to go against the general trend of my human race?"

After the Immortal King's words fell, the black soil seemed to be countless times heavier, and when it was slowly pressed down, the giant hand with immortal energy shattered, and the body of the immortal also fell back into the Yellow Spring River.

"Don't say that you are not a fairy, even if you are a real fairy, the lonely king will bury you today!"

The Immortal King took form and fell, and the still water of Huangquan River suddenly rose up to a height of a thousand feet, and then the river water fell, rushing out towards the immortal with an incomparably majestic momentum.

"Although I am not the ghost emperor, nor the lord of the underworld, but with the Yellow Spring River in my hand, I am the lord of the Yellow Spring. But I ask the immortals, do you dare to enter my Yellow Spring?"

The Immortal King's voice was like thunder, and it fell into the ears of the immortal. The immortal's calm gaze unexpectedly revealed a look of fear. His eyes flickered, as if he had recovered the memory of his previous life. Looking at the black soil, he actually showed a terrified expression.

The absolute taboo that existed on the other side of the underworld at that time was the burial ground that once buried the fairy world and caused countless immortals to fall!

His body kept trembling, and finally shattered, turned into immortal energy and auspicious clouds, was suppressed by the black soil, and fell into the Huangquan River.

(End of this chapter)