Xuanhuan: Unparalleled Prince, Conquer the Heavens!

Chapter 577 Breakthrough
When Qin Wudao retreated and broke through, the Soul Martial Ancestor who was far away in the central region, under the leadership of Emperor Huntian, successfully saw 'Jie'.

In the dim hall, 'Jie' sat on the top seat, wearing a white robe, exuding a faint white light, like a god, with an indescribable sense of holiness.

"Owner!"

"Owner!"

Hun Tiandi and Hun Martial Ancestor knelt on the ground, kowtowed and saluted.

"In the mid-term of the quasi-emperor, it's not bad!"

'Jie' sized up Soul Martial Ancestor, and said slowly.

Probably because of the fact that he had just condensed his body, his voice was a little hoarse, like a clash of gold and stone, with a sharp taste, very ear-piercing.

But at the moment when the voice sounded, the immeasurable calamity burst out, turning into several ferocious gray dragons, gathering all the negative forces in the world, which made people feel palpitating.

"roar~"

The gray dragon hovered in the hall, raised its head and roared, and flew into the forehead of Soul Martial Ancestor with evil and despair.

A trace of the residual tribulation force annihilated the void!
All power, all gone!
"what!"

When the power of robbery entered his body, Ancestor Hunwu shook his body and felt great pain. His pupils dilated, his veins bulged, his face was distorted, his whole body was twitching, and he let out a miserable scream.

pain!
Incomparable pain!
The pain that penetrates deep into the bone marrow and soul!

"Master, please stop!"

Soul Martial Ancestor rolled on the ground in pain, begging bitterly, as if experiencing the cruelest punishment in the world at the same time.

Jieli, one of the most powerful forces in the world!

When the tribulation power is enough, it can create a mass calamity and change the world, ranging from the fall of countless people and the red blood of thousands of miles, to the destruction of civilization and the restart of the world.

For such a terrifying power to be absorbed by a mortal person, one can imagine the consequences?

Life is better than death!

Regarding this, 'Jie' didn't change his face, as if he didn't hear the plea of ​​Martial Soul Ancestor, he continued to send Jie power.

In his eyes, Emperor Huntian is just a pawn!
Who cares about the opinion of the pawns?

"host"

Emperor Huntian couldn't stand it anymore, and was about to intercede.

"Go down!"

'Jie' ordered indifferently without even raising his eyelids.

Emperor Huntian opened his mouth slightly, still not daring to disobey the order of 'Jie', he saluted slightly and left the hall.

And the moment he turned around, a breath of the late Zhun Emperor burst out!

Soul Martial Ancestor, breakthrough!
After Qin Wudao and Soul Martial Ancestor retreated, the Primordial Continent gained long-lost peace.

Of course, with the coming of the immortal fate, all kinds of hatred intertwined, everyone knew that this rare peace would be broken sooner or later.

At that time, it will be another bloody storm!
Perhaps, it will sweep the entire continent!

Even the northern and southern borders, which have never had a war, will be involved in the war.

In order to cope with the next big war, all the forces began to rack their brains and tried every means to increase their strength and form alliances with each other in order to protect themselves.

Westbound!

Bliss mustard world!

Zhijue Buddha, who fled back alone, went directly to the forbidden area without summoning anyone, and opened the enchantment.

The billowing devilish energy erupted from his body, giving people a kind of extreme destruction, except for endless despair, there was no life at all.

It's ridiculous to say that this demonic person was still an eminent monk respected by countless people in the second era.

"Master, you always tell your disciples to be compassionate, but is compassion useful? Can it revive you? Can it defeat the Eternal Life Pavilion?"

Sitting cross-legged on a black lotus, Zhijue Buddha muttered to himself.

"Master, this disciple doesn't want to practice Buddhism anymore!"

"It's hard to be a good person, and it's even harder to be an eminent monk who has achieved the Tao. The disciple is practicing the way of the devil, and he smells powerful power!"

"Your spirit in the sky will definitely forgive the disciple!"

"No!"

"You won't forgive me, but my disciples still have to cultivate demons, even if they are lost forever, even if they fall into the eighteenth level of hell after death, there will be no complaints or regrets!"

Suddenly, Zhijue Buddha's right hand was clawed, and he grabbed it towards his chest, went deep into his body, and pulled out a golden Buddha heart stained with blood.

A large amount of blood splattered and fell on the ground, losing its luster and turning black, exuding a devilish energy.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Zhijue Buddha grasped his heart, and let out a laugh that seemed to be crying or laughing, sad or joyful, liberating or tangled, echoing in the enchantment, producing bursts of echoes.

Then, he put the heart into his mouth, chewed it, and enjoyed it all over his face, as if he was tasting delicious food.

If such a scene is seen by outsiders, it will definitely scare the nightmares again and again!

Soon, a magical scene happened!

After devouring his own heart, another heart grew out of the hollowed-out chest of Buddha Zhijue, surrounded by magic light, full of tyrannical, destructive, and destructive power.

The Buddha's heart is broken, and the devil's heart comes out!
What Zhijue Buddha eats is not only the heart, but the Buddha way he pursued in the eight ages.

"What a comfortable power!"

Zhijue Buddha stretched his waist, except for a pair of red eyes, the rest of his body turned black.

"The next step is to improve "Wanci's Art of Salvation of Heaven"!"

"Save God?"

"forget it!"

"It's better to destroy the sky!"

Nine Layers Holy Court!

"How could this be?"

"All dead!"

In the palace, Dongfang Huang's gaze was distracted, and he sat on the imperial chair blankly. In his mind, he kept thinking about the scene of 'Jie' being born and Zhu Qiang falling.

That is an invincible force!

"Old Ancestor, do you think we still have hope of revenge?"

Dongfang Huang asked, his tone slightly numb.

"Ugh!"

Dongfang Wenwen stood on the side, sighed, didn't know how to answer, hesitated for a while, and said in a deep voice: "You have a good rest, I'll go to Tianwaitian!"

Now he can only pin his only hope on the Immortal Mountain of the Beyond Heaven!
Southland!

Inside Paganism!

"Half fairy!"

The Withered Bones Emperor sat on the chair, his body trembling.

"Send an order, send an envoy, and go to Tianwaitian!"

After hesitating for a while, he stood up and ordered loudly.

If it wasn't a last resort, he didn't want to be an enemy of the half-immortal, but there had already been a deep hatred between the Estheticism and the Eternal Life Pavilion, and it must end with the destruction of one side.

He has no choice!

At the same time, forces such as Linglong Holy Land, Ice and Snow Holy Court, Demon Temple, Wujian Sect, etc. all sent people to Undead Mountain.

Great Qin Sacred Court, outside the Great Wall!

Under the awe-inspiring eyes of the border soldiers, two figures in blood armor and holding battle swords walked out of the city gate and disappeared into the distance.

"General, where are we going?"

Bai Bing asked curiously.

"Go to the war-torn place!"

Bai Qi walked in front, looked at the mountains and rivers outside, and said calmly.

The Great Qin Sacred Court is too stable, and in such a comfortable environment, no one will practice killing.

Let me ask, without a period of unforgettable hatred, who would want to prove the truth by killing?
He wants to find a group of people full of hatred, full of resentment, and even inhumane, and train a killing army!
(End of this chapter)