Rebirth of the willow tree, creating the strongest tribe in the ages

Chapter 711: Immortal Falls Ridge, the Bell of Immortal King Wuzhong
The terrifying attack was like a surging torrent of energy, sweeping in like a tsunami.

Wherever it passed, mountains collapsed, rivers flowed backwards, and all living things seemed so fragile in the face of this force.

Countless monks and monsters wailed, their hearts torn apart, and they collapsed under the impact of this force.

What’s more, a magnificent and boundless fairy city fell from the sky, crashed to the earth, and turned into ruins with a loud bang.

Amidst the flying dust, a middle-aged man in golden armor had an extremely gloomy expression on his face.

The fairy city that fell from the sky belonged to the other party.

His cultivation had already reached the peak of True Immortal, and he owned an immortal city and was in charge of a number of fiefdoms.

But in front of this terrifying avenue wave, even if he had already touched the king realm halfway, he had no strength to resist at all.

He could only watch helplessly as the fairy city he had built with great difficulty was destroyed.

At this time.

Outside the territory, a big hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed the golden-armored general.

"Since you have seen us and are still angry, you should be killed!"

From outside the domain, a mighty voice was heard.

What followed was a heart-wrenching wail.

There was a "bang..." sound.

It's like a balloon popping.

The owner of the big hand crushed the golden-armored general to pieces.

Scalding blood plasma and minced meat fell from the sky like heavy rain.

Directly dye a corner of the earth red.

This scene made the creatures who had luckily survived feel bloodshot.

At the same time, I was terrified.

Because of this moment.

Through the almost transparent boundary wall of the fairyland, even if you are in the fairyland, you can hear the sound of waves crashing against each other.

Grand and vast.

It is indescribable.

But there is also a kind of desolation and loneliness hidden in it.

It caused a sensation in countless people's hearts.

...

...

Outside the territory,

The invisible sound of waves rises and falls.

One after another, ancient figures opened their eyes in the darkness.

There was a dark and mysterious aura in his eyes, which was burning to the extreme.

Some stood on duckweed, some were suspended directly over the sea boundary, and some were using what seemed to be freshly dug eyeballs of unknown creatures as vehicles.

A wide variety of things.

But coincidentally, the aura emanating from each figure was extremely terrifying, otherwise how could they cross the boundary sea so easily? !

In the raging black light, their figures became clearer and clearer, and their true bodies were getting closer and closer to the fairyland.

"This is not the place you should be!"

An Immortal King spoke up, expressing his indignation.

It was a fairy king in white, with an immortal look, but at this moment his face was ferocious and seemed full of anger.

This was because among the many immortal cities that had just been destroyed, several were vassal territories of his royal city.

Now that those immortal cities were destroyed, not to mention that his dignity was being insulted...

The most important thing is that the resources that will be sent to him regularly in the future will undoubtedly be greatly discounted.

"Many years ago, this was also our hometown. We are just going home!"

The Dark King standing on the duckweed said coldly.

The voice was like a cold wind from the underworld, icy and piercing, carrying with it endless resentment and indifference.

"Go home? This is not your home. You have already willingly fallen. This is no longer your hometown!" The Immortal King in White spoke, ready to fight.

"The most terrible turmoil in history is about to come. None of you can avoid it. You can only choose to surrender!"

Before the Dark King on the duckweed could speak, another voice was heard, full of impatience.

It was a tall figure with a ferocious face, holding a spear, and with nine pairs of pitch-black wings growing on its back.

He walked out slowly from behind him with a ferocious look on his face.

The other party is not an immortal king, but an immortal king.

As the words fell, the other party suddenly swung the black spear in his hand. A spear light as black as ink instantly cut through the void and pierced straight towards the Immortal King who had spoken.

The terrifying and fierce murderous intent swept over like a tide.

Those who have been able to hold out until now and return must have gone deep into the sea boundary, so their strength is naturally unquestionable.

The collision entered a white-hot stage as soon as it began.

As the Nine-Winged Immortal King made his move, a spear light as black as ink pierced through the void and instantly pierced towards the Immortal King who had spoken.

The beam of light was extremely bright and covered a large area, as if it was being cast from the entire universe. It was extremely exaggerated.

The Immortal King was not to be outdone, and he slapped out with his palm. His fingers were crystal clear and shining brightly, blocking the opponent's spear.

The two forces collided in the void, causing a loud bang.

But the next moment, the White-Robed Immortal King's expression suddenly changed drastically, and without saying anything, he quickly shot backwards.

I don’t know when.

Something like a butcher knife came chopping over.

Countless laws rose into the sky, the light was bright and dazzling.

Even though the Immortal King retreated immediately, one of his arms was still cut off.

The splash of boiling royal blood was too exaggerated.

Such battles did not just happen here.

Because there is not only a group of dark kings who want to forcibly enter the fairyland, but also other dark creatures, the latter of which account for the majority.

Moreover, the latter had a clear goal, and he went straight for a certain Immortal King as soon as he made a move, truly wanting to settle the cause and effect.

Such a big commotion had naturally been sensed by Jiang Huai a long time ago.

But he didn't act immediately.

Even though he could gain experience points by killing those dark immortal kings, he did not take action.

Firstly, some of the Immortal Kings in the Immortal Realm really deserve to die. Apart from Ao Sheng, Taichu and Yuanshi, there are also some Immortal Kings who are not worth keeping.

Secondly, even if you kill those dark immortal kings, the experience points you gain will not be particularly much.

Rather than letting those people stay in Xianyu and continue to disgust myself, it is better to use the power of those dark immortal kings to kill them first.

He had already become notorious, and every time he took action, an Immortal King would fall. This had almost become an iron rule in the eyes of others.

But he didn't want such a far-reaching fame, mainly because it would result in relatively less experience points being gained.

However, there are also Immortal Kings worth taking action against.

For example, the Immortal King in White.

The war lasted for hundreds of years.

finally.

An Immortal King fell.

In the past, this was simply unimaginable.

As long as you step into the realm of immortality, you can achieve eternal life and unlimited lifespan.

Not to mention the Immortal Kings, even ordinary True Immortals rarely die, but now, kings are killed one after another.

The entire fairyland fell into wailing and shaking.

Fortunately, those dark immortal kings were eventually killed by the Lord of the Holy Land, otherwise it would have been too hopeless.

It's just that besides being shocked, everyone was a little confused.

I don’t understand why the Lord of the Holy Land didn’t take action earlier if he wanted to, but instead waited until those kings fell.

That's the Immortal King. In the days before the emperor appeared, he was already the most powerful being in the world. It was hard to say how many Immortal Kings would be born in an era.

For the fairyland, the fall of any king is an irreparable loss.

Even a true immortal would not do this. The king is the key to victory or defeat in a war. "Fellow Daoists, what exactly is the Lord of this holy land planning? If he really doesn't take action, then that's fine, and he won't say anything.

But if you want to take action, why wait until those kings fall?

He is in a high position and has great power. Doesn't he know that this is an irreparable loss to the Immortal Realm? !"

Deep in the starry sky, a king who was not involved spoke.

"If you really don't take action, then that's fine. We won't say anything." The Immortal King continued, with some helplessness in his voice.

The main thing is that if something like this happens again in the future, wouldn’t it be very likely that they would suffer the same fate?
The Lord of the Holy Land will watch them fall.

"He is in a high position of power. Doesn't he know that this is an irreparable loss to the Immortal Realm?!"

The Immortal King questioned again in a very loud voice, but soon lowered it because he was afraid of being heard.

"Be careful with your words. It's their choice whether to take action or not. We can only protect ourselves!"

An old Immortal King spoke.

When the voice fell, the sea of ​​stars fell silent again.

Thousands of years passed again, and the long river of time slowly flowed in this ancient fairyland, as if to completely erase all traces of that shocking battle.

However, deep in the mountains, the remains of those kings still lie there quietly.

The corpse has been weathered by the wind and frost, but it still exudes an indescribable pressure, as if telling the tragedy and grandeur of that year.

Several kings were killed and their bodies are still scattered in the mountains. No matter when it happened, it is hard to imagine.

At the same time, there was shock and a torrent of emotion.

Many people have come to realize a very serious problem.

They had seen with their own eyes how arrogant those dark creatures were. They destroyed several immortal cities and holy places right after they came, and the devil flames were raging. But in the end, weren't they still taken away by a slap in the face by the Lord of the holy land?
What does this mean?
Doesn't this indirectly show that with the Lord of the Holy Land here, not to mention other places in the Fairyland, but the Holy Land is definitely the safest place, without a doubt.

After realizing that this matter concerns his life and property.

Countless creatures traveled long distances to move to the holy land.

It was so huge, just like the animals migrating when I watched them in the animal world in my previous life.

Jiang Huai naturally had no objection to this.

Anyway, after his recent development, the holy land has become larger in area after the construction, so it can easily accommodate several times more people.

It seems more lively with more people.

He specifically told this matter to Old Man Lin and asked him to be responsible for maintaining order.

After receiving the task, Old Man Lin acted without hesitation and did not dare to slack off in the slightest.

After all, this is the time when the holy land opens its doors to the world, and the flow of people is more complicated than it used to be.

Various instructions were issued, and teams of monks patrolled and guarded the holy land to ensure that no one with bad intentions could take the opportunity to cause trouble.

At the same time, he also arranged a group of monks to receive and settle those who moved with their families, to ensure that they could adapt to the living environment of the holy land in the shortest time possible.

Seeing this, the remaining few who were hesitant immediately stopped hesitating and moved over in a hurry, fearing that if they missed this period of time, there would be no such good thing again.

Compared to the calmness of Liu Village.

now.

But there is one place that is not so peaceful.

heaven.

Currently a rising star in the fairyland.

Somewhere in it.

Since the great war a thousand years ago, Shi Hao occasionally had some thoughts and began to try to break into the Emperor realm.

But it’s not a retreat.

Nor is it to bury oneself in the ground again.

In that case it's ok to use it once.

And it's also luck.

If you bury it again, it will be difficult to get out.

Shi Hao chose to travel the roads he had taken before, to the places where he had been in the past and left his footprints there, trying to comprehend the great road of heaven and earth, similar to a quest in the mortal world, in order to seek a breakthrough.

But it is really difficult to go from a king to an emperor. Throughout history, how many people have truly succeeded?
To say that there are only a handful of them is an exaggeration.

“There are some reasons that need to be understood!”

this day.

Shi Hao was thinking about something, and suddenly took a step forward and came to a vast mountain range.

This place no longer belongs to the fairyland, but the underworld.

At first glance, there's nothing unusual here.

Lush and green, various vigorous ancient trees rise from the ground.

But it is difficult for the outside world to perceive it.

Because this is a restricted area.

After being invaded, some immortals or kings designated this place as their restricted area.

Shi Hao did not stop at all. He swung the iron fist in his hand, and the light of the Immortal King enveloped him, and he punched down.

"Boom boom boom..."

Unimaginable tremendous force burst out from Shi Hao's fingers, turning into an unrivaled real dragon phantom, destroying all the mountains within sight.

"Fellow Daoist, you've gone too far, haven't you? What happened in the past is in the past. Isn't it enough for us to apologize to you?"

A long howl was heard, and the next moment, a huge monster, similar to a pangolin, emerged from deep in the ground.

Then, this pangolin-like monster suddenly changed and turned into a man in a black robe.

The man had grim eyes, staring straight at Shi Hao with a look of shock, astonishment, and a little fear.

This place is sealed in dust, untouched by cause and effect, and they want to survive the period of great turmoil.

Although this possibility is low, it is not impossible.

But I never expected that the cause from the past would come back to haunt me.

And it is so powerful.

It was horrified that the other party had already become a king at such a young age.

If it remembered correctly, the other party hadn't even become an immortal back then, let alone an immortal, he was not even a supreme being. In its eyes, he was just like an ant. If it hadn't been for a mysterious woman's intervention, he would have been killed by the joint efforts of several forbidden areas!

That woman missed them.

Otherwise, this should have ended long ago.

"Yunxian Ridge, die!" Shi Hao's expression was cold. He withdrew his bright eyes from the man in black robe. He attacked again, using the True Dragon Fist.

There is hatred in his heart.

Because back then, Ye Qingxian was beaten into a rain of light by this group of people and disappeared.

Shi Hao had a premonition that Ye Qingxian must have something important to say, but in the end he was suppressed before he could even open his mouth.

Although they are not real bodies, they are still hateful because these people act with the intention of killing.

Whether it is the real body or the fake body, it will be killed.

"Boom boom boom..."

The True Dragon Fist was swung again.
The roar of the sky collapsing and the earth splitting echoed under the endless sky, like the roar of an ancient beast, shaking every inch of the land.

A huge real dragon flew out from his fist.

The scales sparkled with golden light, the dragon's eyes were as sharp as lightning, and the dragon's claws were extremely sharp. It was so exaggerated that you couldn't tell that it was fake at all.

Under the impact of this force, the mountains collapsed one after another, huge rocks rolled down, and smoke and dust rose.

The originally majestic Yunxian Ridge was now shattered under the ravages of the true dragon's phantom, as if it had experienced billions of years of erosion by wind and rain and had been completely pierced and destroyed.

As for the man in black robe.

He didn't even have time to react before he was blown into pieces.

The difference in strength is too great.

After doing all this, Shi Hao did not stop and immediately ran towards other restricted areas.

"Om..."

Just then, a bell fell.

The fairy light is bright and extremely gorgeous.

It is the bell of the Immortal King Wuzhong.

(End of this chapter)