People are in the sky, practicing the divine elephant prison power

Chapter 99 The Killing Intentions of the Saints

The other monsters were extremely shocked. They didn't expect that the monster princess Yan Ruyu would actually use her ultimate power to defeat the Golden-winged Little Peng King in one fell swoop.

Even Ye Fan was frightened.

Is this still the gentle and ethereal Yan?

How could he become so manic and mobilize the imperial soldiers just because of a disagreement?

He won't activate the ultimate imperial weapon and wipe them all out with one move, right?

"A complete ultimate weapon is so terrifying..." Tu Fei was shocked. His grandfather had half a holy weapon, which could never be compared with this perfect imperial weapon.

Yan Ruyu's palm flashed with light, and she put away the holy weapon. The pressure disappeared quickly like a tide.

At this moment, everyone realized the true horror of the Extreme Emperor's Soldiers. It was a completely unreasonable annihilation and a blow that spanned dimensions.

Everyone broke out in a cold sweat and felt like they had been to the gates of hell.

"What's wrong with me? Why do I get so angry when I hear someone say bad things about him?"

Yan Ruyu stared blankly in the direction of the Holy City of the Northern Territory.

There lived a peerless man who made her obsessed and sad.

"Fairy Yan is so majestic." Ye Fan spoke subconsciously and complimented her.

Not long after, a little demon came to report that the Golden Winged Peng King was gone and left this space.

The war came to an end completely, the demon monks gradually dispersed, and Ye Fan and Tu Fei returned to Qing Yi's mansion.

Daoyi Stone Boat, Tianzihao Park.

Crowds of people gathered here, almost making it impossible to get in or out.

Suddenly, a young figure walked out from the crowd, came straight to the Holy Son Yaoguang, and whispered in his ear for a while.

Not long after, people from many holy places, including the Prince of Daxia, Daoyi Holy Land, Tianyao Palace, and Zifu Holy Land, hurriedly stepped into the stone boat and whispered in the ears of the saints.

"It is rumored that the nine secrets of Licheng have appeared in the world, and the Holy Lord has asked us to go and explore." At this moment, the Holy Maiden of Yao Chi also sent a voice from behind.

"I see."

Liu Yun understood clearly that this was another plot.

That place is not ordinary, the chaotic force field confines everything.

In the original novel, Ye Fan also relied on the special force field of the Chaos Stone to suppress and seal a group of saints.

If this place is used artificially, it will definitely become a fatal flaw for many people.

Three days later, Liu Yun led the Saint Maiden of Yao Chi to Lizhou. This state was as its name suggests, with picturesque scenery, which was very different from the desolate scenes in other places in the Northern Territory.

This oasis is about five or six thousand miles in radius. The central city is called Licheng. It is very beautiful and quite famous in the entire northern region. There are many wonderful gardens in the city, which are beautiful beyond words.

Many monks appeared around Licheng, all looking for clues, all for the Nine Mysteries.

When the Nine Secrets were revealed, the Northern Territory was shaken. No sect could remain indifferent. Even the ancient families made it clear that they wanted to fight for it.

As soon as he entered the suburbs of Licheng, Liu Yun saw a familiar figure.

This man was probably in his thirties, with a bloated figure and looked very fat, with a ruddy complexion. He was wearing a Taoist robe and had a smiling face.

It turned out to be the wicked Taoist priest who had disappeared for a long time——Duan De.

"Wulian Tianzun, how did I meet this evil star? Tianzun bless him, he didn't see me"

The fat Taoist priest muttered something mysterious and turned around to leave.

"Master, are you avoiding me? How are you going to settle the score for the time you tricked me last time?"

Liu Yun grabbed with his hand, and it was like a void cage that instantly imprisoned the fat Taoist priest in place, unable to move.

"Hehe! So it's the Holy Son of Yao Chi!" The fat Taoist looked as if he had lost his parents, and showed a smile that was uglier than crying. He said, "I admit defeat. How about giving you a piece of information about the Nine Secrets as compensation?"

"Brother, why are you here too?"

At this moment, a black-haired young man in purple clothes came from a distance. He was as handsome as jade and had the temperament of an immortal.

It was Ye Fan, who had been separated from Liu Yun for a long time, and now had reached the third level of the Taoist Palace.

"Even Brother Liu is here. It seems we are doomed to return empty-handed." Just then, Yao Xi appeared. She was extremely graceful, like a bright pearl, and she spoke in a very charming manner.

"Wulian Tianzun, greetings to Brother Liu."

"Meet Saint Yao Xi."

At this moment, a clear sound came again from not far away.

It was Ji Ziyue, the Ji family’s spiritual body. She floated over like an elf in purple, followed by Ji Haoyue, the God King body.

She had waist-length hair, skin whiter than snow, and a very cute smile that curved into a crescent shape with dimples appearing on her cheeks. She looked playful and cunning, and had the wisdom of heaven and earth.

Ji Haoyue, as his name suggests, is really like a divine moon, with a faint bright light overflowing from his body. His divine body is born with a special majesty that makes people feel like they are facing a god.

This time, even Ji Haoyue, the God King who had just recovered from a serious injury, appeared again.

"Hello, Brother Liu." Ji Haoyue took the initiative to step forward and saluted, with a hint of evasion in his expression.

Obviously, the lesson Liu Yun taught him last time made this God King body no longer as arrogant as before.

"boom"

It was like thousands of troops were galloping, dozens of ancient chariots rolled across the sky, rumbling forward, making the sky tremble.

A figure covered in iron armor appeared there, even the head was covered in heavy divine iron armor.

From the ancient family, the Jiang family's body was born, erupting with unparalleled fighting spirit.

On the other side, the Holy Son Yaoguang was like the sun god, shining in all directions with brilliant light, just like a deity.

In the distance, the golden-winged Peng King let out a long roar, his golden hair fluttered, his burly body was filled with incomparable demonic nature, and terrifying waves shook out, with an air of being the only one in the world.

"Woo..." The horn sounded long and deafening.

The clouds in the sky were shaken apart, and a huge golden warship flew over, hundreds of feet long, shining brightly and dazzlingly.

The fifteen thousand year old beautiful city is now just a pile of rubble, buried under the dust, with almost nothing left.

A large number of cultivators appeared at this site. The Golden-winged Little Peng King, the Jiang family's divine body, the Holy Son Yaoguang, and Ji Haoyue stood in four directions, with high fighting spirit and looking down on the world, like four gods coming to the world.

However, when they arrived at where Liu Yun was, they all extinguished their high fighting spirit and murderous intent and chose to watch silently.

This tease is fierce and extremely restrained.

In the sky, a huge divine ship was flying across the sky, and chariots were rushing over one after another, causing the sky to tremble continuously.

"Dayan Holy Land, Wanchu Holy Land!" Yao Xi's beautiful eyes emitted divine light.

Two pairs of extremely sharp eyes, transmitted from the divine ship and the ancient chariot respectively, seemed to be able to pierce into people's bones, so powerful that it makes people tremble. The descendants of these two holy places are frightening!

The Dayan Holy Land and the Wanchu Holy Land have great origins. The two words "Dayan" and "Wanchu" have extraordinary meanings. They are both the oldest holy places in the ancient East Desert.

Suddenly, purple air came from the east, boundless, invaluable, and inviolable, covering the east.

Purple air coming from the east, ethereal and vast, has been regarded as auspicious and sacred sign since ancient times, representing the air of peace and harmony.

A suspended fairy palace appeared, riding on the purple air. It was hazy and surrounded by purple light, giving the entire world a fairy-like aura.

"The Purple Mansion Holy Land has sent people here!" Duan De said with narrowed eyes.

They did not drive chariots or control divine ships. Instead, they used a purple fairy palace as a means of transportation and broke through the air, which was amazing.

Zifu, according to legend, is the place where immortals live. Any sect that dares to use such a name must be extremely powerful.

The Holy Maiden of Purple Mansion appeared, surrounded by purple mist, like a fairy, and every move of hers was full of Taoist charm.

This is a rare innate Taoist physique in the world. Even on ordinary days, one is almost in a wonderful state of harmony between man and nature. Every move he makes is filled with the charm of the Tao.

She has the same physique as the first Queen Mother of the West in Yao Chi.

Unfortunately, he was born in the Purple Mansion Holy Land by mistake, and ended up sitting in the Purple Mansion all his life until he passed away.

Silently, a Taoist temple appeared high in the sky, with endless Taoist charm, as if it had been standing here from ancient times to the present. Many people did not notice when it appeared.

It is not grand, nor adorned with pearls or beautiful jades. It is built entirely of ordinary bluestone. It is plain and unpretentious, but gives people a feeling of boundless avenue.

"Daoyi Sheng also sent people!" Ji Ziyue opened her mouth wide, very surprised.

The purple fairy palace was across the sky, and the ancient Taoist temple stood still. Many young disciples from the two holy places came, all wearing Taoist robes, including many female Taoists, like fairies. In the old site of Licheng, except for the Jiang family, the Ji family, Yaoguang, and Yaochi, other holy places were also coming. The Nine Secrets shocked the world, and this masterless magic made everyone unable to sit still.

The wild beasts roared, shaking the heavens and the earth. In the distant sky, the descendants of Wu Zhongtian, Li Heishui, Jiang Huairen and other thirteen great bandits in the Northern Territory had all arrived.

"Boom."

A ferocious ancient ship, a thousand feet long, like an ancient ferocious beast, with its dragon head held high, riding the wind and waves. The demon clan sent out its strong men.

Behind the thousand-foot-long ancient ship, there were dozens of warships following and protecting it. Yan Ruyu stood on the ancient ship, hovering in the distant sky, paying attention to everything here. Beside her, there were three young powerful demons standing side by side with her.

Her eyes darted around, as if she was looking for something.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up and sparkled like stars, and she found the person she had been thinking about day and night.

"Oh my goodness, it's such a big scene, why don't we leave here!" The fat Taoist priest's eyes turned around and he had already started looking for an escape route.

"It doesn't matter. With me here, even if the Great Master comes, he will die."

"Just focus on digging graves!"

Liu Yun secretly transmitted his voice and said, "The Nine Secrets of Licheng is a dead end, destined to bury many geniuses and evildoers. If you don't want to die, work hard."

"What? Who is so bold as to kill the young geniuses of the major holy lands and families?" The fat Taoist was shocked, and his whole body felt cold, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. He turned his head uneasily and looked around, but found nothing.

"Okay, I will do my best. Please, Holy Son, protect me." In order to survive, the fat Taoist had to start his tomb-robbing business.

"Come and see, the terrain of this piece is very interesting. I dare say that it is most likely that the nine secrets will be unearthed here." Duan De pointed to the boundless cemetery area under his feet.

This place is in the shape of a staircase, rising gradually as if reaching the sky, and in the distance there is a dragon-like river, rushing and roaring past. Standing here and looking into the distance, one really feels relaxed and at ease.

"The terrain rises to the sky step by step, and there is a silver dragon rolling through it. It is the famous 'Silver Dragon Rolling to the Sky' treasure land in the Yin House."

When several people heard what he said, they looked at it in a flash, and it was indeed similar to what he described. It really looked like a real silver dragon was about to sweep across the sky.

"Ordinary people definitely cannot be buried in a place like this. Those who can live in this tomb are mostly people with great backgrounds. In the past, in Licheng, the ancient family that cultivated the Nine Secrets was the most distinguished. Therefore, I think this place is worth excavating."

"Even digging graves has a reason and evidence... Taoist priest, you know a lot. You must have robbed many other people's tombs in practice, right?" Ji Ziyue asked, biting her little tiger teeth.

"Rumble"

There was a loud noise coming from the earth, and several people forcibly opened a road, breaking through underground and penetrating deep into the earth.

However, after going more than a hundred meters underground, they did not encounter any ancient tomb. Instead, it was all rocks and dead soil, and it did not look like a place where people had been buried.

"Master, you have come to the wrong place. There is no ancient tomb here. It's just an empty lot." Several people were disappointed.

"No, there must be something underneath. More than 10,000 years have passed. It is impossible that no one has been buried in this Feng Shui treasure land." Duan De insisted on continuing.

After digging down for another three hundred meters, they finally heard a loud bang. It seemed extremely hollow and they had reached deep underground.

Duan De was right. There was an ancient tomb deep in the earth, and it was very large. A negative energy rushed up at that time.

"Go back!"

Several people all flew back and rushed to the surface. The foul air sealed underground might last for a few thousand years, but if it lasted for more than ten thousand years, maybe even the lives of the cultivators would become invisible.

"Boom."

There was a sound of thousands of troops galloping from deep in the earth. The sound was so loud and terrifying, like a tsunami, deafening! Then, a cold breath rushed up to the sky, like the cold winter in December, even a monk couldn't help but tremble.

"boom"

The rolling negative energy rushed up into the sky, instantly dyeing the sky black, as if endless dark clouds were surging over and covering the sky.

Such a big commotion here naturally alarmed everyone and many monks rushed over.

Ji Haoyue, as a God King, could not be shocked, because the Golden Winged Peng King, the Holy Son Yaoguang and others had also arrived. The top young powerful men from various holy places such as Dayan, Wanchu, Daoyi, Jiang Family, Zifu and others all rushed over, and then the leaders of the demon clan also appeared one after another.

Descendants of various major religious sects and the thirteen major bandits swarmed in, surrounding the place completely.

"boom"

Just as the sun was setting and night was falling, a creepy sound came from deep in the earth. It was hard to describe what it was.

Then, rolling dark energy rushed up into the sky, like an endless dark cloud covering the sky.

"Rumble..."

Thousands of troops were galloping, the earth was shaking violently, and in the next quarter of an hour, team after team of soldiers rushed out, full of murderous intent.

These people all rode on various wild beasts, holding spears and iron spears, and wearing ancient iron armor that flashed with cold light.

"How can there be so many powerful Yin people and Yin horses?!" many people exclaimed.

However, in just a short moment, thousands of Yin people and Yin horses rushed out, shaking the heaven and earth. The Yin energy was so thick that it could not be dissolved, and the people and horses continued to rush out of the ground.

As night fell, a gloomy air rose to the sky, dark clouds pressed down overhead, it was pitch black, crows were wailing, and it was a miserable and terrifying scene.

Thousands of ghost soldiers and horses, shouting and neighing, iron armor flashing, murderous aura rising to the sky, like a flood rolling in, the earth is shaking and rumbling.

This scene was extremely shocking. Thousands of wild beasts were galloping, forming a large black mass across the horizon. They turned into a torrent of steel, destroying all obstacles. Everything was reduced to dust wherever the iron spears went.

The wind was howling, and all kinds of towering ancient trees on the ground were uprooted and shattered in the sky. The sound of wood chips flying everywhere was pleasant to the ear, and this sound was everywhere in the world.

"Good stuff!" Liu Yun's eyes lit up, as if he had discovered a supreme miracle, but instead of retreating, he advanced and rushed into the yin energy regardless of everything.

To living creatures, this dark death energy is a highly toxic substance.

For him who was practicing the Divine Elephant Prison-Suppressing Power, the faint deathly energy that had been brewing here for tens of thousands of years was undoubtedly the best tonic.

The glazed pure fire from heaven opened the way, attached to his body and burning fiercely, turning into an area of ​​a thousand feet in radius. The sparks of the sacred tree burned purely and silently, making Liu Yun look like a fire god.

The fire waves swept across, covering the sky and the earth, and even the stars.

The pure fire surged down like a huge tidal wave, swallowing and refining even the earth, burning out a huge, pitch-black hole.

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A shocking collision took place here. The pure fire from heaven encountered endless death energy, just like sulfuric acid meeting steel, and a constant hissing sound of burning was emitted.

"How dare the Saint of Yao Chi?"

Everyone was stunned and couldn't believe what they saw.

It is impossible for anyone to break into the Netherworld's deathly aura with a physical body.

Because everyone who has experienced it has been contaminated by the deathly aura of the Netherworld, even if they walk out alive, they will die in pain not long after.

Even the powerful men from the holy land families could only activate the most powerful and masculine mysterious methods to purify this aura of death that no one cared about.

The holy fire was raging, and with just one sweep, the ghost soldiers turned into bursts of black gas and disappeared. However, in an instant, thousands of soldiers and horses died mysteriously.

"What a terrifying Yao Chi Saint Son, he is not afraid of the Netherworld Death Qi."

"What kind of flame is that? I feel a supreme, sacred and great aura, even more sacred than the true fire of the sun."

"Yes, that kind of flame is even more sacred than the Holy Light Technique of Yaoguang Holy Land. It seems to be able to restrain all demons and monsters. It is a natural nemesis for ghosts in the underworld."

Everyone was talking about it, showing endless interest in the mysterious fire wielded by the Holy Son of Yao Chi.

"The sacred flame restrains my Heaven Devouring Magic. It seems that you are destined to become a puppet under my command."

The Holy Son Yaoguang had a calm expression, with 108 divine rings covering his body, almost like a god. There was no change on his face, but there were waves in his heart.

He is the successor of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Art, and is also the designated future Holy Lord of the Yaoguang Holy Land. He will never allow any existence in the world that can restrain him.

The golden-winged Peng King has an upright posture, is strong and powerful, his golden hair is flying, his eyes are full of wild animal desires, his battle suit is shining with a cold luster, and his cloak is rustling.

He felt a sense of despair and stared at Liu Yun. Deep in his heart, the murderous intent was almost undisguised.

It was this horrible man who became his lifelong nightmare.

He was slapped away with ease, and even a corner of the powerful magic weapon that he was so proud of was broken into pieces.

The woman he liked also looked down on him and pushed him to the ground and rubbed him hard.

This kind of hatred cannot be washed away even if all the water in the three rivers and five lakes is poured out.

It is hatred engraved in the bones and must be washed away with blood.

The Saint Maiden of Zifu was born with the Tao, was close to the Tao, and had the aura of unity between heaven and man. She was like the Xuannv from the Immortal Palace who was born into the world, but at this moment she also showed a strange look.

He felt helpless about the appearance of such an enemy on his road to becoming an emperor.

Yao Xi was like a bright pearl blooming or a divine lotus just blossoming. Her heart was in turmoil and she stared at the Holy Son of Yao Chi in the deathly aura of the underworld without blinking. What she had just seen made it difficult for her to calm down.

Holy Light Magic is so sacred, and is known as the natural nemesis of the undead, but it cannot achieve this kind of refining effect.

(End of this chapter)