Perfect World: Dreaming Back to Immortals

The result was as expected.

Although the White-haired Flying Zombie, the Red-haired Lu Jin and the Gray-blooded Lu Jin tried their best, they were no match for Hongwu, Tongdi and Wanshou and were suppressed by the three of them one by one.

The three Immortal Emperors did not kill them, but turned around and left, having a great time.

Baimao Feijiang and others breathed a sigh of relief. For them, as long as they were alive, there was hope.

However, Heixuelujin's words poured a bucket of cold water on them.

"Three fellow Taoists, you will be busy from now on..."

After listening to Blackblood Lu Jin's words, the three weird Lu Jins immediately understood the whole story. It turned out that they were imprisoned here to serve as punching bags for the Immortal Emperor of this world.

The three of them couldn't help but tremble all over, and they could already imagine the miserable time that was about to come.

"I have a way to deal with it. As long as I don't fight back, they won't be able to train my troops." Red-haired Lu Jin said.

Hearing this, the other two strange people nodded in agreement.

Since these Immortal Emperors train their troops by fighting with them, all they have to do is refrain from taking action.

Heixuelu seemed to be hesitant to speak, not knowing what to say.

As soon as he finished speaking, three figures stepped out from the dim space.

The three white-haired flying zombies looked at each other, and immediately implemented their plan, choosing to give up.

Upon seeing this, the three newly arrived Immortal Emperors instantly understood what the three strange men meant. They smiled at each other and directly attacked the three strange men.

"This, are you really not going to do anything?"

Hongmao Lu Jin was still frightened and muttered to himself.

Seeing that the white-haired flying zombie and the gray-blooded road were motionless, he finally did not fight back.

"boom!"

The three strange roads have come to an end, overlooking the eternity, offering sacrifices to the world, tasting all the splendor in the world, and never been beaten so badly.

After being severely beaten, the three creatures could not bear it any longer. It was too frustrating to just take the beating without fighting back, so they decided to fight back.

In the end, the three strange figures lay on the ground, looking at the three Immortal Emperors leaving with despair. Before they could catch their breath, three new Immortal Emperors came in.

Moreover, they are only given a fixed period of time to recover, and they have to take action when the time is up.

In order to avoid being beaten too badly, the three of them had to hurry up and repair their injuries.

What awaits them next is a journey like hell.

Heixuelujin let out a long sigh. Seeing his teammates going through what he had experienced before, he felt a lot more balanced.

However, before he could be happy for long, the Immortal Emperor from the Perfect World walked in.

"Why are you looking for me? We've fought so many battles, you all know how many hairs I have. Is there any need to fight anymore?" Heixuelu was speechless for a while.

"It's nothing, I just haven't beaten you for a long time and my hands are a little itchy." The Immortal Emperor who came in said with a smile.

Heixuelujin was suddenly speechless, this reason was too heartbreaking.

The four strange roads ended. On the plateau, in the sea sacrifice, in the vast world, the scenery was infinite, overlooking all living things, but in the perfect world, they could only become sandbags and training grounds for the Immortal Emperor of the perfect world.

The four mysterious outposts have become mysterious dungeons that must be cleared by the Dao Ancestors of the Perfect World. Various strategies have appeared and circulated among the Dao Ancestors.

The strange Dao Ancestors living in the outpost were much more miserable than the four strange Dao Ancestors, because the number of Dao Ancestors they had to face was terrifyingly large. Even with the projection cast by Wang Heng, the supply could not keep up with the demand.

They could only endure it silently, unable to break free or even resist.

The strange tribes outside the Perfect World are too numerous and complex. Even if so many strange forces disappear, they will not care.

Time flies, and another half a million years have passed in a flash.

During this period, the Perfect World remained hidden and did not reveal any cause and effect. Although the strange tribes did not see the main priest come forward to announce the end of the Black Sacrifice, they had already tacitly accepted this in their hearts.

As for why the presiding priest did not show up, they did not know the reason and did not dare to ask more questions.

Until one day, deep in the ancestral land of the plateau, a mysterious figure that had been sleeping for a long time woke up.

After a long period of sleep, this Lu Jin recovered from all its injuries and stood at the top again.

He was very skinny, wearing a rotten robe, with pus flowing all over his body. He was filled with a strange aura, and wherever the pus passed, everything withered.

As soon as he woke up, he heard the voice of the white-haired flying zombie in his ears.

"The message from five hundred thousand years ago means that the three of them have been gone for five hundred thousand years, and the chief priest has disappeared for millions of years." He muttered to himself, showing a look of surprise.

After all, this Black Sacrifice went very smoothly. The brilliant and splendid civilization of heaven, the magnificent civilization of heaven... all fell under the iron hoof of the weird clan. They were omnipotent, irresistible, and invincible.

Who would have thought that after reaching the end of the four major roads, one would go to a barren underworld belonging to the heavens and never return. This was really unexpected.

Pus Lu Jin turned his head and looked into the distance. He sensed it slightly and confirmed that the four strange Lu Jins had not died. If a Lu Jin-level creature died, it would definitely alarm the ancestor.

Because Lu Jin is the successor of the ancestor and is an indispensable existence in every strange tribe.

"Since they didn't fall, why didn't they return to the plateau? Could it be that something unexpected happened?"

Pus Road whispered and looked in the direction of the end of the plateau.

There were ten indescribable coffins buried there, and the ten ancestors were sleeping in the coffins.

Of course, in Pus Road's knowledge, there are only six ancestors at the end of the plateau, and the other four have never been born.

"Should we report this to the First Ancestor?"

He was hesitating. The original ancestor of the plateau, the supreme ruler of this world, was treated with great respect by even the strange Lu Jin. Under normal circumstances, they did not dare to disturb the ancestor's sleep.

"Since the four fellow Taoists are not dead, it means the problem is not that serious. It has not reached the point where the survival of our clan is at stake. There is no need to alarm the ancestor." After thinking for a while, he said this.

Afterwards, Pus Lu Jin looked towards the place where he was sleeping. Not far away, there were other strange Lu Jins sleeping. It seemed that they had almost recovered, but had not woken up yet.

"The four of you have reached that world and are trapped. So, what if six more come?" He chuckled and said.

If the six major routes in this dormant land work together and provide support, then all the routes of the strange tribe will be gathered together.

When ten roads have come to an end, we will attack together. Past, present, future, the whole world is vast, who can resist us?

"Well, it's been a long time since ten of us came out together. Even when we attacked Heaven, we didn't see such a grand occasion. Although that world is just a small world under Heaven, it's better to attack with all of us just in case."

After saying that, Pus Lu Jin took action and awakened the remaining five Lu Jin-level creatures.

"Fellow Daoist, you woke us up. Did something happen?" A creature who had awakened asked.

Pus Lu Jin immediately recounted the whole cause and effect.

After listening to his description, the five awakened creatures nodded one after another, agreeing that the six major forces should work together to provide support.

"Haha, the last time the ten great lords attacked together was several times before the grand ceremony. Thinking back to those days, it was so glorious and powerful. It makes me miss it so much."

"Yes, with all ten roads coming out at the same time, who can compete with us?"

The six creatures walked down the plateau while chatting and laughing. They each used their magical powers to cross the sacrificial sea. Each of them put their hands behind their backs, looking down at the world with terrifying eyes.

Along the way, any strange tribe that saw their figures would kneel on the ground, prostrate themselves in worship and kowtow devoutly towards the six major roads.

"Haha, the flowers are the same year after year, and the people remain the same year after year. In this vast world, I don't know how many times it has been reincarnated, but only my clan can always stand firm." Lu Jin, with golden substance flowing all over his body, smiled and said.

Other creatures were also sighing.

No matter how amazing the civilizations that emerge in this world are, their final outcome will be no exception: they will all perish and become sacrifices to strange tribes.

Soon, they arrived. The sea of ​​blood was still there, flowing for countless epochs and never drying up.

All around, huge tombs stood, blood spread across the land, and an inconspicuous island sat in the sea of ​​blood.

It doesn't look special. It used to be a platform for ascension between the heaven and the underworld. It was destroyed in a war, but the passage is still there and has been preserved.

The six major roads gathered together and stood outside the passage. Every living being stared at the passage, trying to see something.

You know, after the four of them went in, they never came out again. What exactly happened to them? The six people didn't know.

However, “all ten roads are coming out at the same time” did not make them too afraid, as their status and position did not allow them to do so.

"Let's go and see how this small subsidiary world can trap the four of us fellow Taoists." Golden Road said.

The other five nodded, ready to enter the arena and kill everyone.

Then, six creatures came in one after another and walked into the passage.

"Ok?"

When the last creature entered the passage, they immediately sensed something was wrong. An indescribable force suddenly erupted and rushed towards the six creatures.

They tried to resist, but it was in vain.

How could a creature at the end of the road be able to contend with Wang Heng's fishing hook?
When the six roads ended, they were pierced by fish hooks like candied haws and pulled out of the pond.

"what?"

The six major tribes who were full of confidence and ready for a big battle were stunned. They could never have imagined that they would come to this world in this way.

Before they could react, everything went dark before their eyes and they were thrown into a dark space.

"Four fellow Taoists?"

Pus Road was extremely surprised that he met the four of White-haired Flying Zombies here.

If we count them up, with the six of them, the ten major roads of the Weird Clan are complete.

"Ah? Six fellow Taoists, how come you were also fished out?" Huixuelu spoke.

"Six fellow Taoists, have you informed the ancestor of the news before you came?" Heixue Lu Jin asked the question he was most concerned about with a rapid breath.

Unfortunately, he was disappointed. Pus Lu Jin and the other six Lu Jin did not want to disturb the original ancestor of the plateau, so they came directly to kill him.

"Alas, fellow Taoists, you are confused. There are terrifying existences in this world that are comparable to the Ancestor. No matter how many Lu Jin-level creatures come, they can only catch fish for him." Heixue Lu Jin's face was full of disappointment.

"It doesn't matter. All of us ten Lujin have disappeared. One day, the ancestors will find out about this and then come to rescue us." You Lujin said.

"As long as we don't die, it will be difficult to wake up the ancestors. Once they wake up, God knows how long it will take." The white-haired flying zombie shook his head.

As they were talking, the Immortal Emperors of the Perfect World appeared and looked at the six new and strange people.

A new military training began. This time, all ten strange roads gathered together for a full banquet.

Wang Heng looked down at all this and was quite surprised. He did not expect that ten people from Lu Jin would come one after another like the Calabash Brothers saving their grandfather, and in the end, all of them were imprisoned here. It was really dramatic.

However, this is understandable. The development speed of the perfect world is too fast, beyond common sense. These strange people would never have thought that a small world under the control of God would be so powerful.

Next, if another living being comes to kill us, it can only be Gao Yuanzu.

This is a creature at the level of a sacrificial Dao. So far, only Wang Heng can fight against it.

He informed all the Immortal Emperors of the Perfect World of this news, encouraging them to move forward on the path of sacrifice. This would be difficult, but someone had to step forward.

"The ancestor is sleeping, and he sleeps for countless epochs. We still have time. Don't worry, even if they come to kill us, I am still here." Wang Heng said.

Shi Hao, Shi Hai and the others nodded, and everyone's eyes were filled with unshakable fighting spirit.

At the same time, the news that there were ten strange copies of the Road's End level reached the ears of the Dao Ancestors. All of them were yearning and eager to see what the strange copies of the Road's End level were like.

Especially the outstanding ones like Ye Fan, Ruthless, Shi Yi, Butcher, Burial Master, Ancestral Spirit...

In order to break through, they practiced hard day and night, just to see the charm of the end of the road area.

Wang Heng's words came true. The plateau was always calm without any fluctuations. The ten Lu Jin were not dead. They were in deep sleep and could not receive any warning signals. At the same time, the future coffin isolated the internal and external cause and effect. The ten ancestors had no idea that such a horrible creature like Wang Heng appeared in the world. They had never even had a nightmare and slept very soundly.

As for the strange tribe, although they lost the leader of the Ten Great Lujin and have not appeared for a long time, they are still well organized. After all, the Ten Great Lujin rarely appeared in the past.

A strange Taoist ancestor discovered the clues, but did not dare to alarm the ancestor. Besides, the world was peaceful and had been plowed by them, so the strange Taoist ancestor did not take any risks.

The gap between them and the ancestor is too great. If they rashly disturb the ancestor, the ancestor can turn them into ashes with just a thought.

In this situation, the Weird Taoist Ancestor could only choose to remain silent and wait for things to develop and change.

The peaceful years lasted for many eras. During this time, the world became prosperous and vibrant again. New civilizations emerged like mushrooms after a rain and rose rapidly.

One day, at the end of the plateau, an ancestor turned over in an ancient coffin and his eyelids suddenly opened.

(End of this chapter)