Best Ascension

Chapter 530 All the cards are revealed, Zhao Sheng returns

"Gumang, don't play anymore. Tell me, who is it?" Di Yi's eyes sharpened, and he scolded in a cold voice.

"Hee hee, it's that old woman from Tianjue who came here!" Emperor Jumang's body is an ancient spiritual root, and after being conferred as a god, he still has a deep woody nature and has always been innocent.

Di Yi frowned when he heard this, and he felt more and more that something was wrong.

Suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind, and he finally realized what he had overlooked.

"Something's wrong! Why hasn't that traitor shown up? Where is he now? There must be a conspiracy!" Di Yi's thinking was like lightning, and he instantly extracted all the information about Zhao Sheng from the vast intelligence.

After the first glimpse at the Ascension Platform, that traitor never walked in the world, and there has been no news since then.

However, Emperor Yi is extremely convinced that the traitor must be "fueling the flames" behind this decisive battle that started in advance, and may even be "the most important pusher".

In fact, Di Yi's guess was not bad at all, but now he realized that it was too late.

"No! Don't wait any longer, I'm afraid there will be big changes!"

Di Yi's thoughts turned, and his premonition suddenly increased, which also prompted him to change his previous thoughts.

With his mind determined, Emperor Yi immediately issued a series of orders to Que Yue and other subordinates.

The Youshen Realm army headed by Tiandao Sect finally began to operate at full capacity, and this huge war machine was about to reveal its truly terrifying side.

……

In the boundless blood-colored ocean, large bubbles suddenly burst out of the sea surface, and the densely packed blood spirits around seemed to sense great danger, and they all fled crazily.

Puff puff!
In the next second, huge vortices appeared on the surface of the sea, and from the depths of the vortexes rose black and twisted human-shaped gods.

Click click!

There was a fine clicking sound, and the twisted statue suddenly split into countless cracks, and then a large amount of black ash fell down.

Soon, the emaciated ancestral corpses reappeared in the world.

These ancestral corpses were soaked in the sea of ​​blood, and their shriveled bodies absorbed the surrounding blood like a sponge.

In a blink of an eye, each of the ancestor corpses became "full" visible to the naked eye, and then slowly rose into the air, exuding a tyrannical and majestic aura.

These ancestral corpses were all Nascent Soul Priests!

If you count carefully, there are 81 people!
At this moment, Pope Emperor B, who was standing in the center of the altar, raised his hand without thinking, and a white light fell on his palm, and then a shining crystal bone horn appeared.

The bone horn looks exquisitely exquisite. It is densely imprinted with countless three-dimensional seal symbols from the inside to the outside. There is a layer of deep black light flowing irregularly on the inner wall of the horn. It seems that one glance will immediately absorb the soul.

This thing is exactly the horn of the holy sound made from the arm bone of the blood god.

Di Yi took a deep breath, held the horn tightly in his right hand, and extremely pure mana poured into the horn crazily.

Woo~woo~
As a low and desolate horn sounded over the Blood Sea, circles of invisible ripples instantly turned into rolling waves with Emperor Yi as the center, sweeping away in all directions.

A magic weapon refined from the powerful arm bone of the Transcending Tribulation Realm.Under the urging of a Huashen Zhenjun, its power is so powerful that it covers a radius of tens of thousands of miles in an instant.

In an instant, there were hundreds of thousands of monks in the Netherworld Realm, ranging from the True Monarch of God Transformation to the Qi Refining Sacrifice disciples. The moment everyone heard the sound of the horn, they instantly realized that the general attack had begun!

However, the first to respond to the call were the 81 Yuanying ancestral corpses.

All the ancestral corpses opened their blood-colored pupils fiercely, and rose up into the sky with strange smiles, wrapped in fierce flames, and went straight to the center of the battlefield. The battle situation there was about to be crushed!

Now it's all right, as soon as the ancestral corpse joins the battlefield, it's like thunder hitting the ground.

The two warring parties frequently blew themselves up and died together at every turn. How could a living person do this group of desperate people.

Therefore, the Nascent Soul High Priests of the Tiandao Sect seemed to have been granted amnesty. They didn't even care about the floating fortress beneath them and ran away one after another with their heads in their hands. ,
At this time, nearly a hundred rays of light flew out from the sky of the Central Continent Alliance fleet, and suddenly a group of fake dead Yuanying patriarchs wearing robes of various sects quickly crossed the Great Wall defense line and rushed towards the central battle group.

Before these Yuanying ancestors of various sects arrived, legal field force fields hundreds or thousands of feet suddenly spread out under their bodies. Some were wandering around with swords and pills, some were holding three-foot green blades in both hands, and some were blue-shirted scholars. Crowns, and some turtle-backed and crane-shaped ones wearing Bagua purple gold robes, charging at the 81 Nascent Soul ancestor corpses like a rainbow.

In less than three breaths, there were more than a hundred earth-shattering roars erupting in the void within a radius of a thousand miles.

The black cloud sky was torn apart by the chaotic and surging mana storm. Countless huge pits were spread across the land. Countless corpses were strangled by the mana storm.
The sky was filled with shining lights, ever-changing and magnificent, but filled with countless sinister and murderous intentions. Continuous thunderous explosions were heard, making the world a mess.

For a moment, everyone's attention was attracted by this tragic battle destined to be recorded in the annals of history.

However, under the cover of the dazzling light in the sky, nearly a hundred disc boats were "vomited out" silently from the cracks in time and space.

These disc boats are arranged extremely closely, looking like a huge rhombus from a distance.

And that's just the first batch, and then... the second batch. The third batch.
The whole process was silky smooth, as if it had been rehearsed countless times.

In just half an hour, nearly [-] disc boats and a thousand floating fortresses passed through infinite time and space and joined the army of the Nether God Realm.

But what makes people feel extremely strange is that the Central Continent Alliance seems to be a little unresponsive, even watching "helplessly" over there, but has no intention of stopping it.

Of course, you may also know that even if you try to stop it, it will be in vain!

The secret fleet that the Tiandao Sect has been secretly accumulating in its home base for hundreds of years has only been revealed to the public for the first time today.

Once this hole card is played, the result is obvious!
As a result, the morale of the Central Continent Alliance was greatly reduced, and the morale of the army was wavering. On the other hand, the morale of the Netherworld Alliance was soaring, and the army was eager to try.

Woo~woo~
When the horn of the holy sound sounded again, the secret fleet immediately arranged an attack formation, scattered to form a thousand-mile net, and passed behind the miscellaneous fleet.

It seems that they will be surrounded by all sides, and they will try their best to encircle and suppress this alliance fleet of more than [-] ships.

"True Monarch, the big thing is not good! Let the fleet withdraw quickly. Otherwise, they will be wiped out soon. It will be too late to regret."

"No! The fleet has been surrounded by groups, and there is no way to withdraw. Our top priority is to suppress the entire army and encircle the opponent. If we wait until the more than [-] spaceships are destroyed. Wan, there is no chance of winning!"

"I agree with Brother Kong Dao! We must not sit idly by and do nothing!"

"Although the words are good, but whether to save or not to save everything is up to the real monarch!"

When Emperor Yi played the long-awaited hole card, the sect masters in Feixian City immediately panicked, and several first-class sect masters even rushed to Xie Zhenjun, begging him to send troops to rescue.

However, Xie Juenan kept observing the situation ahead without saying a word, as if he had made up his mind to stand still.

Just when everyone was feeling desperate, Xie Juenan looked up at the sky, and suddenly took out the Wanli Sound Transmission Conch from his bosom, and injected multiple spiritual thoughts into it.

When the top leaders of the alliance saw this, they all suddenly became silent, but their faces looked a little confused.

Apart from the God Transformation Lords in the Tianzhu Realm, only a few people in the Central Continent Alliance knew what a shocking and peerless chess game the True Lords played in secret.

Seeing the big dragons on both sides emerging from the chessboard, the opportunity to slay the dragon has arrived. No regrets, kill the dragon and decide the way!
After three breaths, a sudden mutation occurred!
Behind the Golden Wall Great Wall, the "Extinction Forbidden Zone" stretching tens of thousands of miles suddenly erupted with even more dazzling light.

A boundless, vast wall of light that extends along both sides of the Great Wall to the end of the earth rises into the sky, and quickly "spreads" towards the sky.

Thousands of zhang zhang until the end of the light wall can not be seen.
Before everyone could react from their horror, endless magnificent mist gushed out from the sky-penetrating wall of light, and soon filled a radius of hundreds of miles, even the Great Wall of Jinbi was swallowed by the mist.

In the blink of an eye, a huge foggy area with a width of hundreds of miles, a towering towering area with a circumference of tens of thousands of miles, appeared in front of everyone on both sides of the war.

"What is going on?" someone stammered in horror.

"No, we're trapped on all sides, it's like a cage."

"It's so bold! This super-large trap must have been secretly arranged for many years, and its scale is unprecedented!"

"Uh, what is the intention of Zhenjun doing this? Could it be?"

"What a great opportunity! Order the attack quickly! My cannons are already hungry and thirsty."

……

In the distance, under the statue of the god on the altar of the pyramid, Di Yi frowned and his eyes flickered.

Looking at the huge fog belt piercing the sky, Di Yi rarely showed a trace of hesitation on his face.

This astonishing move on the other side made Di Yi feel puzzled.

But the next second, Di Yi no longer hesitated and immediately played his second long-planned hole card.

"Thick soil, fully launch the 'Landslide and Earth Crack' plan!"

Just when Emperor Yi revealed the second hole card, there was an uproar in Feixian City!
Zhao Qiongyu looked at his old friend who had been with him for hundreds of years in disbelief, and reconfirmed: "What? Retreat! My ears heard me right."

Zhao Qiongyu, as the supreme elder of the Nantian Zhao family, controls the family's [-] main warships.

He thought he heard it wrong, how could Xie Zhenjun give such absurd order.

"You heard me right. The True Monarch has an order. The whole army immediately retreats to the Yunhuang Mountains at full speed. The military order is like a mountain. Fellow Daoist Zhao, please execute the order immediately!" Zong Guiyan nodded and repeated the order.

This person is a Nascent Soul Elder of the Taishang Induction Sect, who has cooperated with Zhao Qiongyu for hundreds of years, and can be regarded as the "supervisor" of this Zhao fleet.

Although Zhao Qiongyu was full of doubts, but due to the current military regulations, he had to issue an order to retreat immediately.

The brutal war between the two worlds that has lasted for hundreds of years has already engraved military regulations into the hearts of every immortal cultivator.

Countless tragic cases that have happened in the past have repeatedly warned everyone: Anyone who violates the military regulations, even a big monk, will only end up with death!
When the Zhao fleet began to turn and retreat, the four main fleets of the alliance A, B, C and D also began to turn at the same time and flew towards Yunhuang Mountain seven thousand miles away at full speed.

At this time, almost no one knew that the last batch of fake dead Nascent Souls had been secretly awakened, and all of them were thrown into the fog zone.

Their task is only one, and that is to prevent the Nether God Realm from sending people to break the formation, and at the same time try to delay the time until they die
In the depths of the misty belt, a ray of brilliance suddenly flashed on the ground below a certain tower, and then a thin old man in a black and yellow Taoist robe appeared on the spot.

At the same time, a huge winding dragon shadow loomed in the mist belt above, exuding a tyrannical coercion that surpassed all living beings.

Thousands of miles away, an insane monk wearing a golden orchid cassock suddenly descended from the sky to the top of a tall tower. His eyes were like lightning, and he penetrated through the layers of fog and saw the ghost clones that were rapidly merging among the corpses in front.

The three great god-transforming true kings appeared in the fog belt at the same time, and their purpose was self-evident.

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In the void outside the realm, under the vast and boundless dark sky, at this moment, there are two groups of white and one green, and many large dazzling clouds of light are chasing fiercely and constantly confronting each other.

Fairy Tianjue's expression was indifferent, as she waved her hands and threw her feet, a huge ice spear with a cold light condensed out from the realm of Yuanshen, and countless ice spears shot out in a flash, piercing the void for hundreds of miles.

Two hundred miles behind her, behind the green-haired and wooden Emperor Jumang appeared a phantom of a towering giant tree, and needle-shaped spiritual leaves as green as amber fell from the crown of the giant tree and turned into green lights Juzhu went forward.

In an instant, these huge pillars shattered the ice spears all over the sky, and they themselves also collapsed, turning into nothing.

"Hee hee! Are you annoying, old woman! You can't beat me, why don't you run away? Is there a conspiracy?"

Fairy Tianjue felt bored for a while when she heard the words, and almost couldn't maintain her calm expression.

No woman likes to be called an "old woman" all the time, and neither does Huashen Zhenjun!
What's more, in terms of age, Fairy Tianjue has only survived for more than a thousand years, but Emperor Jumang is a spiritual plant that has lived for tens of thousands of years.

In other words, it is an out-and-out "old monster", but it just likes to pretend to be tender, and it is really "outrageous".

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't defeat this old monster, Fairy Tianjue wished he could burn it clean.

The two chased and fled, and were in a stalemate for a while.

At this moment, a golden flame suddenly appeared in the dark void in the distance.

This ray of light was as fast as lightning, and it flew to the front in an instant.

In an instant, an unimaginably astonishing light and heat suddenly expanded, instantly filling the surrounding void for nearly a thousand miles.

Fairy Tianjue was overjoyed when she saw this.

On the other side, Emperor Jumang showed vigilance and retreated hundreds of miles away in a flash.

At this time, the golden light slowly converged and turned into a big sun, appearing in the void behind Zhao Sheng.

Seeing that the person coming was an enemy rather than a friend, Emperor Jumang rolled his eyes, and suddenly fell sharply and silently, rushing into the vast clouds of Gangqi and escaping without a trace.

As an ancient spiritual root that has lived for tens of thousands of years, Emperor Jumang is almost fearless, but he is most afraid of flames in his life.

Especially in the face of a Huashen Zhenjun who specializes in fire and the way, if it doesn't escape, it will be sorry for living so long.

(End of this chapter)