A brick into the fairyland

Outside the Kyushu Buddha Prison, a middle-aged man who is the leader of a hundred clans stands high in the sky, his breath is rolling, and it seems that there is a power to destroy the world in his body, thus affecting the laws of this world.However, the power of the law has not fallen. With the realm of the middle-aged man's immortal, he has already broken away from the shackles of the law, and even the power of the law can't help him.

"Is this the aura of an immortal? It's really strong enough, not comparable to a half-step immortal." Zhuge Buliang looked at the middle-aged man in the sky and said.

"That's natural. Although there is only one step between a half-step immortal and an immortal, there is a world of difference. I have experienced this before." Immortal Suzaku nodded.

Hearing this, Zhuge Buliang raised his eyebrows, and suddenly said: "Senior Suzaku, I heard that you were also a fairy before?"

Suzaku Immortal Lord Qingsi fluttered, gently lifted the blue hair on his forehead, and said with a smile: "Well, but not long after I stepped into the immortal way, I was killed by the Chaos Puppet." [

"Chaos puppet?"

"Well." Suzaku Xianjun explained: "Chaos has the power to control everything, but anyone who is killed by Chaos will become a puppet of Chaos. These puppets have lost their memories of life, but they have the strength of life. , Chaos has a total of twelve immortal puppets. Chaos is suppressed now, but its puppets have not disappeared. Over the years, the seniors of the outer battlefield have to guard the seal that suppresses Chaos, and fight against Chaos puppets on the other hand. "

Hearing Zhuque Xianjun's words, Zhuge Buliang couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat: "A puppet in the realm of the immortal, isn't that the same as fighting an immortal, this chaos is really not an ordinary place."

"The seal is lifted!!"

At this time, the middle-aged man in the sky suddenly shouted loudly, and suddenly stretched out his hands, tearing apart the sky, and opening a path above the Buddha Prison.Then beams of light flew out from the center of the middle-aged man's eyebrows, converging into a long rainbow and shooting towards the Buddha Prison.

"Boom!"

The entire Buddha Prison began to tremble violently, and a golden light curtain appeared above the Buddha Prison, covering the entire Buddha Prison.

"This is the seal left by the Immortal Emperor." Zhuge Buliang held his chin and said.

At this moment, the middle-aged man flew above the golden light, raised his hand and carved hundreds of mysterious sigils in the void, and each sigil turned into streamer and printed in the golden light.The golden light hummed violently.Not long after, cracks appeared on the golden light, spreading out quickly.

"broken!"

The middle-aged man raised his hand and pointed, and with a loud bang, the golden light above the Buddhist Prison burst into pieces, falling away like pieces of broken glass, and finally dissipating into starlight all over the sky.

"The seal is broken."

Zhuge didn't light up, Mo and Suzaku Xianjun flew up and stood beside the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man's eyes were sharp, and he looked at the land of the Buddha Prison. Every other area in it would be guarded by a rare treasure, in order to suppress the powerhouses of hundreds of clans in the Buddha Prison.

"break!"

The middle-aged man raised his hand and pointed, and streaks of celestial light flew out, smashing a golden bell in the distance.The middle-aged man shot again and again, and the strange treasures suppressed above the Buddhist prison were shattered one after another.However, there are three rare treasures that have not been broken, a golden sword, a bronze mirror and a golden cassock.

Three rare treasures flew up through the air, and were collected by the middle-aged man.

"Senior, can you give me this cassock?" Zhuge Buliang stared at the cassock in the middle-aged man's hand, and looked at the middle-aged man.

"This is the treasure left by Buddhism back then. What do you want it for?" The middle-aged man glanced at Zhuge Buliang and said. [

"I want to become a monk."

Middle-aged man: ""

"Hehe, just kidding, I have a buddhist friend, I believe this Buddhist treasure will shine in his hands." Zhuge Buliang smiled awkwardly.

The middle-aged man frowned, as if he was reluctant to give away this Buddhist treasure, hesitated again and again, finally nodded, and said: "Forget it, I don't know how to move the Buddhist treasure, so I will give it to your Buddhist friend." Well, I hope it can play its due role in the future war."

"Thank you, senior." Zhuge Buliang hurried forward to take the shining golden cassock and put it in his hand, he cupped his fists gratefully towards the middle-aged man: "Oh, my precious cassock!"

The middle-aged man ignored Zhuge Buliang, looked down at the land, and suddenly shouted: "The chief of a hundred clans, come and see me!"

A roar, the sound spread thousands of miles, echoed in the Buddhist Prison.

The next moment, dozens of roars sounded in the Buddhist Prison. Due to the north, the demonic energy was surging, and an old man in tattered clothes came driving the demon cloud. Beside him, there were more than a dozen fierce followers, The black wolves with blood-red eyes, every batch of black wolves is like a small mountain.

"Boss, it's really you! Xiaotian, the patriarch of the Demon Wolf Clan, has seen the boss!" The old man in tattered clothes bent down, and the dozen or so black wolves behind him also crawled down.

At this time, a large mountain in the distance collapsed, and a sword light flew straight towards the middle-aged man. The sword light dissipated, revealing a man with white hair and a single horn on top of his head.Behind the man, there are twelve flying swords with shining brilliance.

"The patriarch of the Snow Clan asked Tianqing to meet the leader." The white-haired man also bowed slightly.

"Snow Clan!" Zhuge Buliang couldn't help but his heart moved, could it be the Snow Clan in the Primordial Immortal Realm?The Snow Clan also belonged to one of the Hundred Clans 2 years ago. Could this silver-haired man in front of him be the ancestor of the Snow Clan?This is terrible, when I was in the Great Desolate Immortal Territory, I always had trouble with the Snow Clan, and now that their ancestors have left the customs, please don't use yourself as an issue, or you will have to fight again.

In the distance, another mountain collapsed, and a pair of golden boys and girls flew over, like happy dolls, their pink faces looked innocent.

In the following time, there were more than 30 powerful people flying out of the Buddha Prison one after another. Zhuge Buliang glanced at them. Among these people, there were only five half-step immortals, and the rest Human strength should not be underestimated.

"Boom!"

The ground in the Buddhist Prison collapsed, and two blood coffins flew out, one large and one small, on which stood a blood-haired middle-aged man and a delicate and lovely girl respectively.

"The patriarch of the Shura clan has met the leader." The middle-aged man with bloody hair bowed.

"Oh, little Xingxing, look daddy, it's little Xingxing!" The girl on the blood coffin was exactly Xue'er who hadn't seen him for hundreds of years. Seeing Zhuge Buliang standing behind the middle-aged man, Xue'er immediately Clapped his little hands and shouted.

"Hehehe, Xue'er, I haven't seen you in hundreds of years, it seems that you haven't grown up yet." Zhuge Buliang smiled, walked over and rubbed Xue'er's little head, in front of his father, Zhuge Buliang also Don't dare to do too many excessive moves.

Xue'er spit out her pink tongue, pouted her mouth and said, "Little Xingxing is too much, you haven't come to accompany me for so long."

"Xue'er, don't mess around! I have met the leader." The head of the Shura clan snorted and pulled his little daughter over.

"Hee hee hee, Uncle Leader." Xue'er called out sweetly. [

Even the leader of the Bai tribe, who was as indifferent as ice, was melted by this sweet smile, smiled slightly, and immediately said seriously: "Everyone, the 2-year deadline has come, and the Great Desolation Immortal Territory has undergone great changes. I hope We can gather the power of hundreds of clans to jointly defend the Primordial Immortal Territory. Soon, I think the Immortal Emperor will return, and by then, everything will end."

"Immortal Emperor! Hmph, why should we assist him!" At this time, the patriarch of the Demon Wolf Clan shouted dissatisfiedly.

"Yes! The Immortal Emperor treated us that way back then, so we don't need to assist him! We must do our best to defend the Primordial Immortal Territory, but the Immortal Emperor is the enemy of our hundred clans, and this cannot be changed!" The ancestor of the Snow Clan also snorted coldly. .

The leader of the Hundred Clans took a deep breath, glanced at everyone, and said in a low voice with a little majesty: "Although I don't like that guy, the Immortal Emperor, it is related to the survival of the entire Primordial Immortal Territory. Moreover, back then If the Immortal Emperor really wants to poison the hundreds of clans, why did he just seal you and others, but didn't kill the grass?"

"This"

The patriarchs of the hundreds of clans couldn't help pondering.

The middle-aged man said: "It's been 2 years, don't you all have figured it out? 2 years ago, the Great Desolate Immortal Territory suffered a catastrophe. Although the Immortal Emperor led the immortals to temporarily resolve the calamity, as long as our hundreds of clans exist, they will definitely survive." It will lead to death. I made an appointment with the Immortal Emperor to seal hundreds of cultivators for 2 years, and only then escaped catastrophe."

"What! This Immortal Emperor took action to suppress us, but he was actually protecting the cultivators of our hundred clans?" Some patriarchs of the hundred clans were obviously a little unbelievable.

The middle-aged man nodded and said: "This is the agreement I made with the Immortal Emperor. Because I was not sure about getting rid of the serious trouble back then, I had to make the first move. Now that the time is ripe, I will lead everyone to come back to the Primordial Immortal Realm and defend it together. This land."

"Boss, if all of this is true, we are willing to follow the boss and fight bloody together!" The head of the Shura clan pondered for a moment, and was the first to make a statement.

"Okay! Since the leader said so, it must be true, we are willing to go back to the prehistoric fairyland with the leader!"

All the patriarchs were perverted, the middle-aged man nodded and shouted: "Okay! We will definitely revive the prestige of the Hundred Clans. I hope you all know that we are not here to assist the Immortal Emperor, but to use our Hundred Clans' own Strength, defend the prehistoric fairyland!"

"Yes!!" All the cultivators of the Hundred Clans replied in a deep voice, their voices rolling like long thunder that startled the sky.

Zhuge Buliang frowned, and said: "Senior, since we are going to release all cultivators from all races, what about the eighteen levels of hell?"

"Well, I know, the eighteenth floor of hell, I will go there myself!" The middle-aged man nodded.

A group of dozens of people flew over the land of Kyushu in a mighty way. Wherever they passed, the cultivators of Kyushu were full of panic. They could feel this powerful oppressive force from a distance, and it was almost breathless. When he got up, even the most powerful force in this world shrank his head and dared not come out.

All cultivators of various races, under the leadership of the middle-aged man, flew towards the Kunlun Wonderland in Kyushu.

There is the only entrance to the eighteenth floor of hell.

"Xue'er, what's the name of your clan leader?" Zhuge Buliang approached Xue'er and asked in a low voice.

Xue'er raised his exquisite chin, and said with some pride: "The leader's name is Shen Guiyun, he is a great figure in our hundred clans! The emergence of a hundred clans was unified."

When Zhuge Buliang heard the words, he couldn't help but cast a respectful look at the leader of the hundred clans. He could have such a means to unify the powerful hundred clans. This person is indeed a talent.