Immortal Tribulation

Chapter 661 Destruction
In the center of Youquan Realm, there is a ruined wall. In the void at the highest point, dozens of holy-level ancient patterns shone with mysterious brilliance, and holy-level fluctuations swept the entire world. At this moment, there is still a destructive fluctuation pervading the air. .

"what are you saying!"

On Tian Fan's body, a faint nine-color divine light flickered, and the holy light technique obtained from hell operated on its own. At this moment, most of his injured body had recovered, and his expression was very indifferent.

Hearing the words of the gray-clothed old man, the faces of several people were very ugly, a little cold and angry, looking at the little starlight in the void shooting towards the independent space, listening to the words of the gray-clothed old man, one by one His eyes widened.

"Humans, why is this so? It's just that some people died, let alone your enemies. From another angle, shouldn't you be happy?" The gray-clothed old man's words were very flat, standing in that independent space, like On the other side of the world, all his aura was cut off by the holy veins.

"You fart! Is that how you treat them! Those are your compatriots, and they are a group of people who believe in you!" The Demon Palace Son angrily said.

Although those dead cultivators were indeed their enemies, everyone couldn't help but feel sorry for them at this moment, that they were treated like this by the people they trusted the most.

"So what?" The gray-clothed old man shook his head, as if he had wiped out all emotional fluctuations, and said: "If the emperor of our world wants to return, he must need these souls, otherwise how can he return from the gap between time and space? Create and bring back that ray of lost soul? If you want to achieve great things, you always have to sacrifice."

"It's nice to say, why don't you sacrifice yourself!" Ryoma despised.

"If necessary, the old man will donate his soul voluntarily, but now is not the time, the ancient holy formation needs to be led by someone, and everything will have to wait for my lord to return!" The gray-clothed old man was still very calm, and said: "As long as His Majesty the Dark Emperor can return, even It is not a big deal if we lose all the creatures in this world, because as long as His Majesty the Dark Emperor is around, our world will be far stronger than before, and it is not impossible to honor Xingyu!"

The Son of the Demon Palace smiled coldly, and said, "Hmph, clowns, daydreaming, just because you want to respect Xingyu!"

"boom……"

Suddenly, in that independent space, the holy-level fluctuations became more and more powerful, and all the souls flew towards it. In that misty space, strands of pure light were emitted at this moment, turning into The purest energy and gravity in the world.

"Shh..."

Suddenly, around dozens of ancient formations, the most brilliant rays of light from the Six Paths erupted, and the misty figures of the Six Paths appeared. They were the six heavenly immortals who fought against Tianfan and others before. Their souls were exceptionally powerful, after all, they were at the level of heavenly immortals Xeon exists.

At this moment, their soul bodies were a little confused, and they stared blankly at everything in the four fields, and then their eyes gradually brightened, staring angrily at the old man in gray in the center.

"Come back, all of you, this is your destination. It is your honor to dedicate your souls to my lord. In the days to come, you will be with His Majesty the Dark Emperor and become a part of him!" the old man in gray Both eye sockets were sunken, and there was such a sound.

"Shh..."

The six soul shadows struggled, but it had no effect. A strange holy-level formation flickered with faint light, forcibly ingested them, and became part of thousands of soul bodies, providing energy and medium for the soul of the dark emperor.

The souls of these people, like pebbles of different sizes, build a road leading to the present world in the unknown lost area, and the price is to disappear from the six realms forever, and the imprints will not be preserved. of no longer exist.

"It's too much! How can this be!"

Even Ziying was angry, her beautiful eyes were full of anger, she really never imagined that there would be such a person, and she would treat her own people like this, it was simply an outrage between man and god.

"The world is so big, there are really everyone!" The Son of the Demon Palace couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

They have seen the three gods of Zhenlei Realm, three slightly aged old men, willing to endure millions of years of humiliation in order to protect the people of that world, suppressed by their former apprentices, and even misunderstood and despised by many of their peers. But they never cried out.

The guardians of the human race, the sages of the past dynasties, in order to protect that territory, threw their heads, sprinkled their blood, and sacrificed their lives. They never frowned. They never thought about what would happen to them. What they could think of was how to make their children The people live better, how can the clansmen prosper.

Stronger than Fuxi and Nuwa, the emperor-level existence of saints is enough to overlook the entire starry sky, and truly immortal, but for the sake of the people and the future of the human race, they can sacrifice their lives without hesitation. To wipe out the catastrophe that destroyed the world, and to absorb the endless evil power with the body of the ancestor god Fuxi, these are great merits that are not known to the public.

What made Tianfan and others even more shocking and heartbreaking was that they could have repaired the injured body, but for the sake of the human race, they resolutely left the customs, and finally both fell.

But in history, almost no human beings know whether these two people really existed in the history of the human race, because they left nothing behind, except for the five spirit beads left by the ancestor god Nuwa, and there has never been anyone I've seen it before. It was only in such an apocalyptic world that Tianfan, who had the same physique as Fuxi Zhishen, found them.

There is also the junior brother of the Supreme Elder Feng of the human race. As a generation of supreme powerhouses, he was defeated in the starry sky to protect the clansman in the past, and even the treasure was taken by the Celestial Race. I don't know the name of Old Man Feng's younger brother.

How sad, but how great!

"You have long planned to capture the celestial soul bodies of these six people? Let them come out, one is to delay time, and the other is to spread some false news that they think is true, to mislead us!" Tian Fan said coldly.

The gray-clothed old man seemed a little surprised, and said: "God body, you are very smart, that's right, it was decided from the beginning, almost all of what they know is false, just like the three great angels who used to be killed by me, theirs The soul has been absorbed by the sacred bone and has become a part of the Dark Emperor, and even if you don't come, I will obliterate them."

Such words made everyone feel chilled again. Those are the six heavenly immortals, a super existence that can look down on a large starry sky. How many cultivators are there in the big world?But how many people can really reach the realm of celestial beings?Those who can reach this level are all geniuses, and it is difficult for one such outstanding person to be born among a million monks.

"It's so ruthless! It's so poisonous!" Even monsters like Mo Yao felt chills, this method was too bloody.

"What a great handwriting!"

Tian Fan snorted coldly, his whole body was filled with murderous aura, and the dim Mie Tian Sword erupted with an incomparably bright holy light. He held the holy sword in his hand, slashed it violently, and swung a heaven-shaking wave. The holy sword energy tore apart a large area of ​​the sky, and slashed down angrily.

"boom……"

It was a terrible attack, but it was finally stopped by the holy ancient pattern.

"God body, you surprised me, that holy weapon is terrifying." The gray-clothed old man said bluntly, "You can't exert its power with such a powerful holy sword, leave it to my master, he is the one The real master of the holy sword."

"I'm afraid that he will die to get it!"

Tian Fan's expression was very cold, holy light bloomed in his eyes, his left eye was pitch black, like a black hole in time and space, and his right eye was blood red, as if it had been stained with blood. His aura instantly increased several times.

"This is……"

The gray-clothed old man showed a shocked expression, and his body visibly trembled. This time, he didn't pretend to be deliberately, but was really surprised. He felt the real breath of destruction, like the light of the end when the world was created.

He knows that the divine body is terrifying. He has seen the strongest battle between Fuxi and the Dark Emperor from a long distance, and he has always been terrified, but he has never seen this pair of pupils. This is the first time he has felt this kind of horror The strength caused his calm heart to ripple a little.

Human Emperor Fuxi, that is the existence of a saint emperor. Although he is seriously injured, he cannot be defeated by the existence of a saint king. No one will force him to use the original holy pupil, except for the original chaotic jihad.

"destroy!"

The two words came out from Tianfan's mouth, his expression was extremely indifferent, his left eye was as black as ink, but some stars slowly appeared, inside it seemed to be an ancient big world, which diffused at this moment, turning into An immortal holy light shot out from that eye, and the aura was shocking.

(End of this chapter)