Horizontal pushing martial arts: starting from the red alchemy bell jar

Chapter 328

Outside the restricted area.

Immortal kings gathered from all corners of the heaven and spirit world, true immortals rained down like dumplings, and fought against the seven-level Tianjiao of Tianwaitian, forming a solid line of defense with flesh and blood.

People die every moment, blood stains the universe red, and floods hundreds of millions of rivers and mountains. Both sides have gone mad. You attack and defend, and no one retreats.

But anyone with a discerning eye can see that Tianling's side is completely using continuous human lives to stop Tianwaitian's pace, because often dozens of hundreds of immortal kings and true immortals will explode into blood mist with a single wave of a powerful early stage.

This is still under the suppression of the emperor's soldiers, so without the suppression of the emperor's soldiers, these early eighth realms alone can wipe out all the true immortals and immortal kings who participated in the battle!
"Hahaha, if I can pull one or two backs, I, Xue Huan, can be considered an atonement!"

In the chaotic battlefield, wild laughter sounded from a certain corner.

Yin He watched Xue Huan explode the secret technique with his own eyes, dragging two Tianwaitian cultivators who were at the peak of the Seventh Realm to self-destruct fiercely, and the fresh life just now was instantly submerged in the flames.

"I will be your ancestors!!"

An unspeakable anger hit his heart, and Yin He went crazy, carrying his anti-addiction, burning his life, and crazily counterattacked!

"Junior!! Damn bastard, I'll kill you!!"

laugh!
With a roar of grief and indignation, half of Yin He's body turned cold, his soul ached, and he was split in two.

"Is that how I die?"

Consciousness completely plunged into darkness, Yin He's remnant body fell, and was torn into a bloody mist by the raging energy frenzy, pouring on every Tianling Tianjiao.

"Kill!!"

The sound of shouting and killing and the sound of collision continued.

No one grieves, no one weeps.

At this moment, regardless of whether Tianling or Tianwaitian monks, for their own beliefs, they all turned into tireless killing machines, trying to tear apart every enemy in front of them.

a day later.

The Holy Land teleportation channel is opened again.

"Kill kill kill!"

"I can still fight, I can still fight!"

"Hahaha, dead, all dead!"

More than 1 people entered on the first day.

Only two or three hundred wounded soldiers left, and the rest were forever buried in the restricted area, not even a complete body could be found.

"Anyone want to leave?!"

The elder of Xianshengdi looked at the new batch of soldiers, and numbly asked this sentence repeated many times.

"Swear to the death to defend Tianling!"

"Fight to the end, win and never retreat!"

……

Same answer.

"Enter!!"

The teleportation channel was opened again, and with the immortal king full of anger, the real immortals swarmed in again.

And this extremely tragic scene, at this very moment, is being played out continuously in every restricted area.

Time passes day by day.

The war between the two worlds has never stopped, and there is no time to breathe.But even those in the restricted area have not been unsealed.

Gradually.

The Heavenly Spirit Realm side also began to show a tendency to be invincible.

The reason why they can last so long.

It mainly relies on the emperor soldiers left by the immortal emperors.

The immortal king burns his life, relying on the power of the emperor's soldiers to contend against the early stage of the powerful in the restricted area, but the immortal king is a living creature, how many monks can produce a world overlord, how can he withstand such consumption?
As the battle situation intensified.

Gradually, even some old monsters and fairy kings who were originally hidden from the world were thrown into the battle in the restricted area, but they still couldn't make up for the gap in the high-level combat power of the heavenly spirit world.

Every day that passes, this gap keeps getting bigger and bigger, and it won't be long before it will completely collapse.

But even knowing the ending, the creatures in the heavenly spirit world still rushed to the battlefield one after another, even if there was only one person left in the battle, they would never back down!

In this way, Tianling lived in darkness for another half a month.

this day.

Chuhe and the two came to the restricted area guarded by the Holy Land of Heaven.

Both the Heavenly Xing Holy Land and the Ziwei Sacred Cult are one of the overlord forces in the Heavenly Spirit World, and they are also guarding multiple restricted areas.

Outside the restricted area, an ancient sacred mountain surrounded by nebula stands tall, with immeasurable celestial light shining in the starry sky, spraying life essence all the time, and the ancient sacred atmosphere is very strong.

This is the ancestral mountain gate of the Holy Land of Heaven. In order to deal with the war, it was moved outside the restricted area shortly after the war. With the accumulation of thousands of years, a huge amount of resources were put into the battlefield every day.

Until now, even this giant power with the inheritance of the Immortal Emperor is gradually unable to support it.

Except for some core backgrounds that have not been used yet, it can be said that every plant and tree are regarded as war resources by them and are being consumed rapidly.

"When do you start?"

In the hidden time and space, Bai Tong couldn't help asking.

"Wait!"

Chuhe crossed his arms and looked towards the direction of the holy land. In the holy mountain, he felt a vaguely dangerous aura.

Obviously, the major holy lands are not without means to fight against the peak of power, but they have always been hidden.

Although the current Chuhe is able to kill in seconds against the peak of ordinary power, but he has some scruples about the unknown cards.

It would be bad if the boat capsized in the gutter.

Moreover, Chuhe discovered that the state of the peak of power is not as simple as he imagined, and Ji Huo belongs to the bottom group.

At the peak of power, the former Taoist pillar has become the root of the world, holding the ground, fire, water and wind, and opening up the world.

The world inside the body is no longer in a chaotic state, but just like the outside world, the stars, laws and order, and life civilization were born.

In this realm, not only has the power to create and destroy the world, but also can use the power of the world to leverage the power of the heavens to kill. The bigger the inner world, the stronger the strength, so there is a deeper difference.

The strength is completely judged by the degree of perfection of the world.

If you cultivate to perfection, every elementary particle and dust in it is the crystallization of Taoism. Just take a grass and throw it into the wilderness world, it will be a peerless weapon. How terrifying is the power of the peak of power.

It is precisely because he knows how big the power gap between the peaks of power is that Chuhe didn't choose to go directly to the Holy Land of Heavenly Walking. It would be bad if they had more cards than expected.

However, he is not in a hurry.

The battle between the two sides in the forbidden zone became more and more fierce, and Tianling's ability to deal with the large number of monks outside the sky could be said to be exhausted at this time.

He didn't believe that Tianxing Holy Land hadn't used that hole card. Once the hole card was used, then their chance would come.

A holy place that has been passed down for countless years, even if it is dragged down by the war and is about to go bankrupt, there must still be some core resources left.

Chuhe believes that he will definitely have a satisfactory harvest this trip.

Huang Tian deserves a caring person.

After waiting quietly for three days, the time finally came!

"Old Ancestor, there has been a change in the battle zone. Forbidden creatures at the peak of the Immortal Emperor have appeared. The headmaster has already died in battle. If there is no Immortal King Juefeng to fill the gap, our defense line will soon collapse!"

Crying sounded in front of a cave in the ancestral land.

A disciple of the Holy Land of Tianxing, whose body was covered in blood and whose battle armor was broken, kowtowed continuously, begging the ancestor to leave the customs.

"Hey, have you reached this point..."

An old man sighed, and an old man with a childlike face and white hair came out, holding a strange disc, which was still in the ancestral land one moment, and submerged in the transmission channel the next moment.

hum!
After the old man disappeared, layers of misty mist suddenly rose around the sacred mountain, covering the entire holy place.

As a lineage of the Immortal Emperor, how could the Heavenly Xing Holy Land have no backup to guard the Holy Land after their ancestors left.

The large formation that covered the sky and the mist that rose up was the mountain protection formation of the holy land, which was personally arranged by the first immortal emperor of the holy land.

Later, another immortal emperor stepped forward to bless him. Up to now, his power has reached an extremely terrifying level.

Time and space overlap in it, and there are many killing patterns, and ordinary powerful and powerful people will be trapped to death if they break into it!

Because of this, the last old guy in Tianxing Holy Land stepped into the war zone with a heavy treasure without hesitation.

He believed that the formations blessed by these immortal emperors were enough to stop the taboo creature who ran out and disappeared.

However, he never imagined that this so-called formation of fog and fog was completely useless to Chuhe!
After reaching the ninth floor of Xuandan Transformation Technique.

Chuhe's knowledge of time and space is no less than that of the ancestor of the Nine Realms, and he can find every loophole in the fog-covering formation at a glance, which is no different from entering the back garden.

"go!"

After Chuhe sensed that the dangerous aura had completely disappeared, he didn't hesitate anymore, pulled his white pupils, and escaped into a deeper space, and came to the front of the formation in the Holy Land of Heaven in a few steps.

During the process, even the few fairy kings who stayed behind in the Holy Land of Heaven, comparable to the peak of the Seventh Realm, did not notice the slightest difference.

Standing in front of the big formation, Chu He's eyes were filled with silver light, the order of time and space pierced through reality, the space maze in the mist, and the killing pattern flashed in front of his eyes, and the huge computing power was running in his brain instantly. Export a complete array map from .

The way of life gradually became a thread. In a few blinks of an eye, he broke through the foggy formation that had been blessed by generations of immortal emperors, and stepped into it without hesitation.

When Chuhe and Baitong sneaked into the Holy Land of Tianxing.

In the depths of Ziwei Sacred Cult.

The prison of death.

Rumbling--

The rune gate rises, and there is light in the eternal darkness of the dead.

"Hey, is there a newcomer here?"

"Injustice! I am injustice!"

"Ziwei Sacred Son of a bitch, unless you imprison me for the rest of my life, once I get out of trouble, I will wash the world with blood!"

……

From the depths of the dark prison, there are various voices, excitement, begging for mercy, cursing, all kinds of voices, making the quiet world suddenly become extremely lively.

"You are free."

In front of the only passage in the prison of the dead, a disciple of the Ziwei Sacred Cult with a numb expression and exhausted body and mind said these words mechanically.

"..."

In an instant, the noisy voice disappeared without a trace, and the entire prison of the dead was silent.

"Little baby, are you making fun of me?"

In the darkness, there was a trembling voice suppressing excitement.

"Tianling is almost finished, everything is meaningless."

The disciples of the Ziwei Sacred Cult still walked towards the depths of the darkness with a numb expression on their faces: "If you still have some blood, go to the battlefield after you get out, and you will understand."

Tianling is almost over?
battlefield?

"What do you mean?!"

"Could it be that the Land of Scourge is in turmoil again?"

"No, Immortal Emperor Ziwei suppressed the turmoil only 5 years ago, how could it be so fast?"

"Haha, it's ridiculous, you yellow-mouthed kid dares to say that, where do you have the confidence?"

……

(End of this chapter)