Covering the sky: my fellow practitioners, the yin and yang of my emperor, are invincible

Chapter 429 Reappearing the ancient road, a powerful immortal
It's a pity to receive the envoy. Li Wangxian once revealed his cultivation in the late stage of the Saint King Realm, coupled with the addition of the double taboo domain, even though he has not yet stepped into the Great Saint Realm, he is definitely a Great Saint series The combat power is enough to increase the strength of the race.

If he hadn't disappeared back then, he would have been there when the seven magic wells were opened, not to mention helping the human race to occupy more of the Dao Zun Baoye and win more good fortune, and it would also allow the human race to lose part of their strength.

In order to compete for the holy spirit liquid refined by the Taoist priest, the sky-replenishing technique, and even the scriptures, etc., various races overturned the sky, the god refining pot, the holy spirit stone order, or the ancestors close to the emperor's soldiers were born one after another. In the fierce confrontation, the world was turned upside down, and even some main clans were completely destroyed.

Of course, although the various races suffered heavy losses, they also gained a lot. Whether it was the Holy Spirit, the Bright Race, or the Human Race, they all got the Immortal Liquid.

Dao Zun sealed the holy spirit in the age of mythology, after all, he brewed some supreme treasure liquid, which was found in several ancient wells, which is priceless to all ethnic groups.

It's a pity for the envoy, and there is another point. These treasure liquids are too precious, and Li Wangxian didn't contribute. If they were distributed to him, it would be difficult to convince the public. should not.

After all, this aptitude is really too scary. If the human race wants to produce a great emperor, who else will they cultivate?

"It doesn't matter, after reaching this level, plus the treasure liquid refined by Dao Zun has not been completely successful, it may not be able to make me reborn!"

If it was okay before, now he is not only as powerful as Zhundi, but also has the power of Zhundi in his physical body. The incomplete Taoist treasure liquid may not be able to play any role, so Li Wangxian has no regrets.

"Although we all know that your potential is endless, it's good to have more potential!" The envoy said solemnly.

Obviously, this old man has great expectations for Li Wangxian, and he completely sees the future of the human race.

Li Wangxian heard his intentions and did not refute. He said with a smile: "Isn't there still a magic well that hasn't been opened? This precious liquid still has a chance!"

The reception refreshed the spirit, yes, as long as the Banished Immortal is here this time and makes contributions to the human race, some old guys will not be stingy with Baoye.

Because the fairy liquid left by Dao Zun can only be taken once, and one drop is enough for anyone, and it will become invalid if it is used again. Therefore, even if there are only a few dozen drops of the precious liquid, human guardians will never be reluctant Give this banished immortal, the number one emperor, a drop of seed.

After a brief communication, Li Wangxian did not procrastinate, sat on the altar in this city, and started to rush back to the way forward.

Because although it was foreseeable that the so-called Dao Zun Baoye had little effect on him, but he was going home, how could he not bring some gifts?
His younger brothers and sisters can all use it, and it is definitely the best choice to use the treasure liquid refined by the enlightened Holy Spirit to strengthen the root bones.

Although the universe is vast, Li Wangxian now has too many means to cross the starry sky. Whether it is the Shenguang Terrace or directly tearing the space-time channel, it is very fast.

Li Wangxian passed dozens of levels in the shortest time, and rushed back from the 30th level on the way back to the No.[-] level of the human race.

Arriving here, after more than ten years of bloody battles, the holy city of the human race on this ancient road has collapsed, with ruins and rubble floating in the universe.

This shocked the expressions of Ditian and the others, and they had a clear understanding of the bloody and tragic extent of this section of the ancient road.

"Let's go, according to the envoy, the last magic well is in the star field near No.20 Sanguan!" Li Wangxian had already expected it, after all, he was someone who had read the script.

In this catastrophe, the Human Race Ancient Road had already been prepared and took a lot of precautions. Although the loss was not small, it was already an indispensable effort to fight for fortune and maintain the ancient road.

Soon, Li Wangxian tore open the void, and rushed to the star field near the No.20 third pass.

The seven magic wells were opened one by one, as if the gates of hell had been opened.

In the star field near level 23, in front of a floating dilapidated continent, armies of various ethnic groups have been conquests here, and there are shouts of killing everywhere.

Now this is the last magic well. No one can really say whether the legendary Holy Spirit Clan’s sky-replenishing technique has appeared or not. In addition to the temptation of Dao Zun Baoye, the old grudges of various clans are entangled Wait, let the entire starry sky be filled with blood, the killing is monstrous, and it is extremely fierce.

"Kill..."

There were shouts of killing everywhere in the sky and the earth, the battle was extremely tragic, and the corpses in the sky were densely packed and kept falling down.

This is the first sight that Li Wangxian and his party saw after they appeared. The armies of various races were fighting and killing in the starry sky on the broken continent, and the starry sky was stained red with blood and bones.

Because in order to open the magic well, a large amount of life needs to be accumulated and sacrificed to break the seal, otherwise it will be difficult to break the seal of the Daoist.

Therefore, the opening of every magic well is a bloody murder.

But at this time, the last magic well was opened, which caused a heinous catastrophe in an instant, because half of the torso of the Holy Spirit was buried in it, and a stone scripture was hidden inside, which caused a great commotion. All the evil gods turned their faces.

In order to obtain this scripture, all races overturned the sky, and even the retreating human races had guardians peeping in the dark, planning to make a move at a critical moment.

"Well, it's a coincidence that it came sooner rather than later. The Holy Spirit Stone Scripture, good stuff, it's mine!"

In the blazing divine light, when Li Wangxian and his party appeared, they saw that in the monstrous blood mist, the gods and ghosts raised in the magic well were killed by the Emperor Soldiers of the Guangming Clan, Shi Ling of the Holy Spirit Clan, and the Supreme Ancestor of the Yuan Demon Clan. The instrument was smashed into powder.

Afterwards, all races turned against each other and attacked each other. They all wanted to compete for this stone scripture, and the sky collapsed and the earth fell into dust.

"Keng!"

Li Wangxian didn't talk nonsense, as soon as he landed and saw this scene, he pulled out his immortal sword and slashed at him on the spot. His peerless murderous intent soared into the sky, and his sword energy spanned hundreds of thousands of miles, and he slashed on the refining pot.

"when!"

The God-refining pot was hit, and there was a wailing sound, the luster dimmed instantly, and it flew straight out, piercing the sky for hundreds of thousands of miles. At the same time, the stone scriptures that were about to be put into the pot were also shaken out.

"Who, knocked the ancient imperial soldier's god refining pot away?" People were shocked, and they all looked back.

"Who is this, another great saint has come to the human race, what is this sword?"

The first reaction of many great sages of different races seeing Li Wangxian was doubt, and they were shocked. The dark red fairy sword was too eye-catching, and the aura was too tragic, as if blood had killed hundreds of millions of creatures, and it possessed immeasurable murderous aura. , it is difficult not to attract attention.

"I want this stone scripture. Who is in favor and who is against?" Li Wangxian held a fairy sword and pointed at all the great saints of different races. The demon gods, the evil gods of the Winged Clan swept over them one by one.

In an instant, the faces of all the great sages of different races sank.

(End of this chapter)