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

Chapter 808: Forbidden Area
But if that is the case,

The true strength of the Lord of Liu Village is probably three times stronger than they imagined.

After all, to achieve this and cover up the cause and effect of a group of Immortal Kings, even they would need to spend a lot of effort, and it would not be done overnight.

Because even if they have reached their level, they cannot violate the great cause and effect, and they still live under the great cause and effect.

Otherwise, the backlash would be enough to destroy them all.

Of course, you don’t have to worry about small causes and effects, but the size of cause and effect is not the size in the literal sense.

For example.

Sometimes, massacring an entire city and its entire race could be a small cause and effect.

But sometimes, killing one person may even lead to serious consequences.

and so.

Most of the time they choose to remain silent in the sea of ​​boundaries and will not easily take action themselves.

It all comes down to one sentence.

Not strong enough.

Although they are powerful, they still live under the Tao and still have to follow the principles of the Tao, and cannot truly jump out of this circle.

It is precisely because of this that they are trying so hard to enter the imperial realm.

In the opinion of the Dark Three Quasi-Immortal Emperor, only that realm can truly ignore cause and effect and transcend the scope of the Great Dao.

No matter whether it is the future, the past or the present, it is all in one thought. You can explore and control it as much as you want.

Of course, if Jiang Huai knew what they were thinking, he would definitely sneer at them.

To truly break away from cause and effect and hold the past, present, and future tightly in one hand is something that even the Immortal Emperor cannot do, as the cause and effect are beyond imagination.

Jiang Huai is not afraid of cause and effect, but his current strength is not enough to do that.

……

In the sea of ​​​​realm, as the dark army was almost fully mobilized, the storm became more and more violent.

In the surging boundary wall, the sea water was turbulent. The figures of Emperor Cang, Emperor Yu and Emperor Hong appeared particularly lonely and cold in the torrent of time.

Several people's eyes penetrated the heavy fog, trying to peek into the unknowable secrets deep in the fairyland.

However, even if he reviewed all the years and all the past of the fairyland, he still gained nothing.

Emperor Cang's voice echoed in the silent sea of ​​boundaries, with a hint of subtle solemnity: "We underestimated the power of the fairyland, and even more underestimated the master of Liu Village. We must be cautious on this trip..."

He was dressed in the same unchanging gray robe covered with dust. He was thin and shriveled, hanging there inconspicuously. His entire body was skin and bones, like a dried human bacon, and his entire body was filled with an extremely strong power of death, without any sign of life.

A quasi-Immortal Emperor should have an inextinguishable vitality, so vigorous that it is unimaginable. A drop of his blood can give birth to a small world and nourish countless creatures and many geniuses. But with Emperor Cang, it is completely the opposite.

Among the three dark quasi-immortal emperors, Emperor Cang’s strength may not be the strongest.

But its origin is definitely the oldest.

The reason for this is that he once traced back to the most ancient years, reached the end of the farthest time, and learned some secrets of the heavens. Therefore, after returning, he resolutely gave up his vitality and instead condensed his death.

“No matter who he is or what his origins are, he will be an obstacle to our path as he disagrees with our ideas. We must eliminate him as soon as possible.

In a few days, Senior Mieshi will fully awaken from his slumber. By then, all the heavens and myriad worlds will be sacrificed, and it will be just around the corner for us to officially enter the Emperor Realm."

Emperor Hong put his hands behind his back and spoke in a buzzing voice.

Compared to Emperor Cang, his figure is much more majestic, and his true body is hundreds of meters in size. He wears a purple robe with gold and silver prints, with gold and silver threads interwoven throughout, and the patterns are colorful.

His entire body was shrouded in overwhelming purple air, emitting a majestic pressure. When his eyes opened and closed, purple lightning flashed by, which could create the world. When it was pressed down, the sky and the earth were cracking, and the stars in the universe were turning into dust. The originally raging storm was eliminated.

“Dust returns to dust, ashes returns to ashes. No matter how glorious and brilliant it was, in the end, it is nothing but the reverse flow of the great way. Who can make it to the end? But some people are destined to never understand this truth. They only care about their so-called pitiful persistence in their hearts, not knowing that the only right way is to choose to obey.”

"It's meaningless to continue dragging it out. We need to do it ourselves. Since those ants can't force the Lord of Liu Village to come out, we will force him to show up!"

This time it was the Feather Emperor who spoke, his voice was overwhelming and released infinite power.

Behind the other person there grew a pair of huge white wings, sacred and flawless, dazzling, and shrouded in a hazy glow. At this moment, he was sitting upright in an ancient chariot, looking towards the fairyland with burning eyes.

Underneath it, the chariot was pulled by nine ancient beasts, each of which was of a very impressive size, as huge as mountains and stars, with scales covering their bodies. Each of them had a ferocious face, a long thin neck, and a mouth full of sharp fangs.

Like a real dragon,
But upon closer inspection, it's obvious that they don't look alike.

They are a race that has never appeared before and do not belong to any of the myriad races. They are very powerful, and between their nostrils, raging fire gushes out, which can easily turn the stars into ashes. Even True Immortals cannot resist and will be burned to ashes by the raging fire.

"The leader of Liu Village is quite strange. Even if you attack him, remember not to fight him. Of course, if you have the chance, you should kill him."

Emperor Cang calmed his eyes and gave instructions word by word.

He had fought with the Lord of Liu Village before and knew how powerful the latter was. His clone, which was 80% of the latter's strength, was destroyed by a single slap. He didn't even get a chance to test out the opponent's strength. Coupled with what had just happened, he had to be cautious.

They are only one step away from final success, and there must be no chaos.

Not to mention that there is now a female Immortal Emperor in the Immortal Realm whose actual identity is unknown. The situation is serious. There has never been such a serious enemy before the ancient times, so he spoke out to remind the other two emperors at the first time.

Upon hearing this, Emperor Hong and Emperor Yu nodded without comment, and did not think that Emperor Cang was being mysterious.

The three of them have been working together for countless years and know each other well. They know that Emperor Cang has never been that kind of person.

……

this day,
Deep in the boundary sea.

Three unprecedented auras were heard, as if a sleeping beast was slowly waking up, ready to descend upon the world with the power to destroy the world.

The figures of Emperor Cang, Emperor Hong and Emperor Yu were looming in the chaos.

His body was surrounded by extremely dense dark laws, and the huge Dharma image of heaven and earth stepped into the sea of ​​​​boundary, and thousands of huge waves were created as he moved.

He took a step out from the ancient land, then raised his hand, carrying with him endless and monstrous demonic power, and pressed towards the fairyland.

Three huge hands were as huge as the sky, blocking out the sun, sweeping across the boundary sea, and transformed into three inky black torrents, rushing straight towards the boundary wall of the fairyland.

The entire sea was shaking, the waves were rolling more violently, even the heaven and earth were shaking, as if millions of chariots were roaring.

The momentum of the torrent transformed from the huge hand did not decrease at all. It was unknown how much distance it crossed. In just a moment, it appeared directly in front of the fairyland.

"Om..."

The void here was suddenly filled with unimaginable whispering sounds. Those who were not strong enough went crazy, bleeding from their mouths and noses, and died on the spot. Even the creatures in the immortal realm turned extremely pale.

Although he did not descend in person, the residual power he exuded, even a trace of it, was beyond the imagination of any living being.

"Rumble..."

With the impact of the torrent.

The dull roar immediately spread throughout the entire fairyland.

This sudden change made everyone in the Immortal Realm, from the bottom to the top, even veteran supreme giants like Qi Yu, look stunned. They didn't know what happened, and they just felt shocked in their hearts, as if an unimaginable hammer fell on their hearts and then hit them heavily. Then.

Before everyone in the domain could react.

The fairyland boundary wall, which was originally as solid as a rock and blocked the foreign land and the main force of the dark army from entering, suddenly emitted an ear-piercing cracking sound.

The next moment, huge cracks appeared, shattered like a spider web, covering the entire sky of the fairyland.

That was a sign that the boundary wall could no longer withstand such terrible pressure and was beginning to collapse.

"boom!"

A loud bang was heard, spreading throughout the entire fairyland in an instant.

It was like billions of stars exploding at the same time.

It's like the blue sky is shattered.

From under the bright blue sky, which was who knows how high up, large flakes of light rain fell.

The boundary wall of the fairyland shattered completely.

As the wall of the fairyland shattered, it seemed as if the strongest line of defense between heaven and earth turned into fragile bubbles in an instant.

At this moment, it is not just the shattering of matter, but also the collapse of the laws and order between heaven and earth.

All of a sudden.

A cold and gloomy aura that had been suppressed for eternity surged in like a tide.

Roaring with destruction and greed, it was like a giant beast in the dark night.

It opened its huge, all-devouring mouth and rushed straight towards this fairyland that was regarded as a pure land.

"It's bad, it's terrible, it's broken, it's broken."

Coming to their senses, the people in the Immortal Realm who were lucky enough to stay away from the center of the impact and were fighting bravely against the enemies suddenly felt a chill in their hearts.

Of course, no one knows what force directly destroyed the boundary wall.

But what is clear in their hearts is that with the destruction of the boundary wall, the real main force of the alien land and the dark army will march straight in.

They were already exhausted just fighting against a small group of fierce soldiers, let alone the real main force coming, by then there would definitely be corpses everywhere.

"Om..."

at the same time.

As the boundary wall of the fairyland was broken, the vicious soldiers and dark army from foreign lands suddenly became like wild beasts that had escaped from their cages.

One by one, with their fangs bared and their teeth bared, they rushed straight into the fairyland.

There are so many of them, so densely packed, like a swarm of locusts, covering the sky and the sun. Their eyes are all flashing with greed and bloodthirstiness, which makes people feel despair.

These are the best among the foreign soldiers and the dark army, and they are the real elite.

From a distance, it looks like ink pouring out from a crack in the abyss.

Some were wearing black armor and holding sickles, like the god of death walking out of hell.
Some are huge beasts as big as mountains, covered with indestructible scales, and every step they take makes the void tremble.
Some of them are so tall that it is unknown how many tens of thousands of meters high, like a small statue of heaven and earth. With one foot landing, hundreds of mountains are flattened to the ground.

As for the vicious foreign soldiers, they were all unified, all in human form, each of them was dozens of meters in size, with a dragon-like body and hideous and distorted faces, like the angry Vajra in Buddhism, but their faces were still ashen, and they were wearing armor and holding sharp weapons.

"kill!"

In the fairyland, a white-haired old man stepped forward. He held an ancient long sword in his hand with the tip of the sword pointing to the sky. He exuded a sharp sword intent. He stood in front of everyone, exuding the cultivation of a true fairyland.

"Children of the Immortal Realm, the boundary wall has been breached, and the enemy is before us! For the sake of our homeland and the peace of future generations, we must unite as one and defend it to the death!"

Although the old man's voice was old, it penetrated the clouds and was full of tenacity. He was like an old horse in the stable with a thousand miles to go. It instantly ignited the fighting spirit of everyone in the fairyland.

"Don't worry, elder. We will never let the enemy take even a single step into the fairyland! We swear to live and die with the fairyland!"

A young monk clenched his sword tightly, his eyes were more determined than ever, and he shouted loudly that with their strength, they dared to come here to support, and they came with the intention of dying.

Everyone has to die, some people’s death is heavier than a mountain, some people’s death is lighter than a feather.

"For the sake of the fairyland and our homeland, we must fight to the death and never retreat even a single step!"

Like a spark burning.

The cultivators in the fairyland all came back to their senses from their shock. Even though they were terrified and scared, they did not retreat even a single step.

Everyone tightly grasped their magic weapons and held on to the belief that they would die.

In this battle, there is no retreat, only forward movement.

Between life and death, it is often the little people who are more patriotic, braver, and more inspiring than the big people. Although they do not have great strength or invincible faith, they have the courage to not fear death and the belief to face death with equanimity.

After all, some kings were slowly retreating, wanting to stay away from here.

The shouts and cries of killing rose and fell continuously, echoing throughout the borderland that had turned into a wasteland.

There is a brilliant light here, and all kinds of magic weapons and magical powers complement each other, like gorgeous fireworks, illuminating the entire battlefield.

At this time, there can be no reservation, otherwise it would be cruel to oneself. Some people have thrown away the weapons in their hands and used them as bows and arrows to defend against the enemy.

"Bang bang bang!"

Explosions came and went.

It only takes a moment.

The sky of the fairyland was dyed blood red, and the earth cracked into bottomless gullies in the violent shaking. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood and burnt air, which made people suffocate.

Even if everyone tried their best, facing a group of elite among the elite, even the old man in the realm of True Immortal would be unable to stand alone.

In addition, the arrow towers that released arrows were also destroyed and fell to the ground with a loud bang.

At this moment of despair, several figures suddenly rushed over from a distance. With a wave of their hands, large groups of foreign warriors and the dark army were suppressed, and their souls and bodies were destroyed together.

They were none other than Tuwazi, Gu Chen, the Ten-Crown King and the Exiled Immortal.

Their strength is there, and they are able to compete with the supreme giants. The foreign vicious soldiers and the dark army are naturally nothing more than ants to them.

"Thank you for the help from the ancestors of the holy land!" The old man in the realm of true immortal, whose body was covered in blood, said with tears of gratitude. Even at an old age, he still kowtowed to Tuwazi and others.

Strength is respected.

Those who enter the realm of king are all ancestors.

Tuwazi and the others looked serious and nodded to the old man. After briefly clearing a vacuum zone, they immediately killed some immortal kings and dark kings.

The fairyland has been broken, there must be a stronger existence waiting in the dark for an opportunity to strike.

They are probably no match for them, so what they need to do is to kill as many of the Dark Kings and Immortal Kings as possible.

(End of this chapter)