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

Chapter 354 The eight elders of the ancient clan, the immortal clan invades
On Mount Wushen.

The gloomy and worried look in Hong Tianhai's old eyes flashed away, but he didn't stay too long. With a wave of his hand, Wushen Mountain roared, and the skulls wrapped with Wuyang and Chuhe disappeared into the cracks in time and space.

The next moment, terrifying divine thoughts swarmed in from all directions, chasing into the cracks in time and space, trying to find the location of the ancient clan.

However, they soon discovered that the Qi of Wushen Mountain had completely disappeared from the world, and no trace could be traced at all.

"Am I doing something wrong?"

Deep in the ancestral city.

A pair of ancient eyes filled with the divine and holy aura of creation looked in the direction where Wushen Mountain was leaving, with worry in their voice.

In order to maintain the support of the Immortal Clan, he turned against the Ancient Clan, but the attitude of the Immortal Clan was still ambiguous and elusive.

But from this point on, he felt confused.

It shouldn't be like this...

…………

The decaying star fell.

The gloomy sky is billowing with thunder and tribulation.

The dilapidated and broken earth is howling.

The apocalyptic atmosphere of despair and depression fills every inch of time and space in the world, making it so heavy that people can't breathe.

This is a nether world that seems to have been buried in a long time ago, forgotten by all living beings, and abandoned by the Dao of Heaven and Earth.

Here.

Not hell.

It is the ancestral land of the ancient tribe.

It was also the inner world created by Martial Ancestor himself.

No one is like a dragon, and no things are flourishing. It is even difficult for you to find the green dawn that represents life in the vast world.

Some are just pieces of broken rivers and mountains that have grown old and decayed amidst disasters and illnesses.

This also seems to indicate that Wu Zu's situation is not optimistic.

But if you look carefully, you will find that in the middle of this world filled with despair, there is an abnormally tall green sacred mountain that is incompatible with the surrounding gray world.

The sacred mountain stands up, I don't know how old it is.

There are ancient trees, flying cranes and beasts on it, countless caves, heavens and blessed places, and countless huge statues of gods and men standing there, roaring the heavenly voices of the ancient tribes all the time, creating a scene full of vitality and a holy land for seeking the Tao.

This is not a sign of the recovery of heaven and earth.

Rather, it is a scene created by the self-inflicted creative power of life and the remaining Taoist charms of ancestors in the past generations. It is the last prosperous place of the ancient tribe and the last oasis in the desert.

And no surprises.

One day, this sacred mountain of the ancient clan, which has exerted pressure for an era, conquered all the heavens, and created countless giants of the ancient clan, will grow old, collapse and disintegrate, and will eventually be destroyed along with the ancient clan and buried in the long river of time.

And that day.

Maybe it's this era.

Maybe it's the next era.

But all martial arts practitioners know that it’s not too far away.

"Ugh……"

On the mountainside of Wushen Mountain, where the clouds and mists shroud.

The space fluctuated, and Wuyang stepped out of the cave's time and space. He looked at the four old men with expectant eyes around him and shook his head feebly.

"Whether it can be saved or not, you old coffin is farting, what's the point of sighing?"

Among them, there was a red-haired old man with a hot temper who saw Wuyang's dejected face. He couldn't help but glared and cursed.

"Yes, old Yangtou, you should give me an accurate word."

The other three old men also looked worried and asked questions one after another.

These three old men, like Wuyang, are all elders of the ancient tribe. Counting Jielong, they are the only six strong men of the Martial Ancestor Realm left in the ancient tribe today, which are existences at the early stage of the Nine Realms of Enlightenment.

The red-haired old man who was the first to speak out was named Li Fen. Although he had a hot temper, he held the position of the third elder and commanded all directions, and his strength was even stronger than that of Wuyang.

Due to the special pattern of the ancient tribe.

On weekdays, the six elders would either sleep and resist the erosion of time, or sit on the primitive battlefield on the front line to direct the battle.

Or manage various matters within the ancient clan.

Even if there is a connection, it is an exchange of spiritual thoughts, and it is basically difficult to get together in real body like now.

But now, five elders are rarely gathered together. Except for the elder Hong Tianhai who has begun to fall asleep, the second elder Ziyu who has been exploring the secret realm and looking for treasures has disappeared, and the eighth elder who escaped was blocked and seriously injured. Jielong, all the high-end combat power of the ancient clan is here.

The reason is naturally Chuhe, who is called the son of the ancient clan Zhongxing by Hong Tianhai. As long as he lives, the ancient clan will never be destroyed.

Half a month has passed since Hong Tianhai forcibly unblocked the area, entered the battlefield to intimidate the giants, and forcibly rescued Chuhe.

After returning, Hong Tianhai's vitality plummeted and he became much older. He seemed to have suffered an unimaginable backlash. He could only declare himself in a deep sleep again, and he didn't know when he would wake up.

The words he left behind were: Save Chuhe at all costs, even if the ancient clan’s heritage is exhausted!

As for the Ancestral Dragon Tree, this thing is comparable to the creation of nature, and only giants can exert its effect. Once activated, it is enough to keep the ancient clan alive for several more generations. Its importance is self-evident.Therefore, after returning, the Ancestral Dragon Tree was sealed deep in the Martial God Mountain, waiting for Hong Tianhai to wake up, activate its effects, and shine for the ancient clan.

As for Chu He, no need for Hong Tianhai to tell him, but the people of the ancient clan also knew his importance to the ancient clan.

On the day they were rescued, the five elders took out the only remaining elixir of life in Wushen Mountain that was believed to be tens of millions of years old, as well as various kinds of great medicines that were usually regarded as favorites to prolong Chuhe's life.

During this period, no one objected, and no one had any objections, because one after another incredible achievements came out from the mouths of the elders.

Even the young children in the ancient clan knew that Chu He, whom the ancestor personally rescued, was a peerless fierce man who could single-handedly suppress countless geniuses from the immortal clan, and even asked the demon clan no one dared to fight!

After that day, I don’t know how many martial arts cultivators regard Chu He as their belief in their hearts and their highest aspirations in this life. If they have the opportunity, they would like to trade their own lives for Chu He’s life, so there is no dissatisfaction.

"Ugh……"

Facing the eager mood of the five elders, Wuyang sighed again, his eyes were very complicated, and he slowly said a sentence:
"He...is tired."

"..."

The five elders were all silent.

They thought of a possibility, and they couldn't help feeling angry in their hearts, but in an instant, they were overwhelmed by distress.

"Son, I'm sorry for you."

The cave is deep in time and space.

The other five elders also saw Chu He at this time.

On one side, there is an endless ocean filled with strong medicinal fragrance, and all kinds of dragons, phoenixes, unicorns and auspicious beasts have evolved into the dry corpse sitting cross-legged in the center like a sea of ​​rivers, maintaining its weak vitality.

Yes, mummy.

At this time, Chuhe no longer had the majestic body that could hold up the heaven and the earth, nor the strong energy and blood that could submerge three thousand worlds. The incomparable will that ran through the universe and dared to fight all enemies was also gone.

Yes, it's just a skinny body with sunken eye sockets, no blood, no muscle tissue, and no monstrous divine power, a decayed and lifeless mummy inside.

"In that battle, although he burned everything and hit the final blow in a self-harm way, it was not fatal."

Wuyang Cang's eyes were slightly red, and he gritted his teeth and said: "The real fatal thing is that the demons used heavenly weapons to take away his origin!

"Forcibly taking it out when he is already dying is no less than destroying the roots and springs. If a high-rise building is removed from its foundation, everything attached to it will collapse. But even under such circumstances, he can still retain a trace of vitality. It's incredible.

"I'm sure that if he has a strong will to survive, even without our powerful medicines, he can quickly recover his body with the help of his terrifying life source, but, alas..."

Wuyang shook his head and sighed, looking at Chu He's withered face, but with an obviously peaceful and smiling face, he felt distressed and said: "He now has his own true spirit consciousness and thinks that he has died and is liberated, and he is immersed in the fantasy world after death. May I wake up.

"Unless he is willing to break free from this state, there is no way to wake him up.

"Because, as I said, he is tired. When he puts down all his burdens, he also lets go of all his obsessions. Without his obsessions, no matter how great the external stimulation is, it is basically impossible to affect him anymore."

"..."

"That's it."

After a long silence, an elder showed pity on his face and spoke softly, as if he was afraid of disturbing Chu He: "Let him sleep well. From now on, this place can be classified as a forbidden area. No one is allowed to set foot and disturb him. Maybe he is immersed in his dream." It’s also a good choice.”

"You're right, this kid finally came home, and he didn't come to see us old guys sighing."

The rest of the elders also nodded, their faces were no longer depressed, and they were radiant again, and their old hearts were full of fighting spirit.

Rumble.

After the first layer of space-time gates were closed, the five elders looked back reluctantly at the Chu River in the center of the ocean, said their final goodbyes, and left the square cave house.

"What? Courting death!!"

Just after leaving the cave, the third elder, Li Fen, received an urgent spiritual message from the battlefield, and his face suddenly became ferocious and filled with anger.

The army of immortals is approaching!

Several ancestors lead troops, threatening that if they don't hand over the ancestral dragon tree today, they will break through the holy land of the ancient clan, the ancient heaven palace!
"The old man is going to crush them to ashes!!"

Thinking that Chu He was being persecuted by the demons, Li Fen's eyes were filled with world-destroying heavenly fire. He was furious, turned around and stepped through the void, heading towards the battlefield to kill.

"Do you really think that our ancient tribe is made of clay?"

"Today, I will kill him until the sea of ​​blood fills the sky, and his skull will turn into a world!"

Wuyang and the other elders were also filled with murderous intent, crushing the void and heading toward the battlefield.

The declining ancient clan has been able to compete with the immortal clan for countless years with the power of one realm, and it relies on more than just geographical location!
It's the elders who are not afraid of death, they are the servants of the ancestors of the past generations, and the generals are like ten, and an army is like a hundred!
Countless years have passed, and the ancient clan has gone from prosperity to destruction, from sixteen elders to eight elders, from an army of thousands to only a few dozen invincible iron armies.

They have been defeated and hurt, but they have never been afraid!

It is this iron-blooded will that fights to the death and that everyone can become an army. The ancient clan survives tenaciously and is still one of the four clans.

Click!

Space is broken.

Five elders headed by Li Fen appeared on a red sky and earth.

Huhuhu~
wind!
Gale!

The gale full of war smoke and blood is raging the sky and the earth!

The dilapidated vast land stretches endlessly, and the ancient pass cities that have been baptized by the flames of war stand erect and form a line.

(End of this chapter)