All realms start from the emperor

Chapter 111 Fierce Battle at the Cauldron Heaven Sacred Gate

There are 36 spiritual mountains in Dingtian Holy Gate, the vegetation is as green as jasper, white mist floats among the mountains, there are waterfalls falling from the sky, there are strange stones like ghosts, and auspicious lights are shining everywhere.

With the continuous expansion of the power of the Dingtian Holy Sect, the number of great emperors and powerhouses has continued to increase, and 800 million disciples live among these mountains.

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The sky over the Dingtian Sacred Gate was covered with dark clouds and the sky was dark.

The sky seemed to be stained red with blood.

Qin Zhongmou was looking solemnly, looking at the blood clouds in the sky one after another.

"coming."

"Could it be that the border was breached, and the blood clan came to Dongzhou to run wild."

Xiaodao Zun Feng Jueying and Li Lingran were both behind Qin Zhongmou, silent.

All the disciples of the Cauldron Heaven Sect are ready for the big battle.

They had expected this battle earlier, but it was still faster than expected.

Two figures in black robes rushed out of the ghost fog in the sky and landed on a tall tower, causing earth and rocks to fly.

The one on the left is more than ten feet tall, holding a three-pronged magic halberd, his whole body is covered with iron-like muscles, and his eyes are burning with blue flames.

It is a resentful ghost at the level of a saint.

The one on the right has a pair of horns on his head, black bone wings on his back, black tadpole inscriptions engraved all over his body, and he is dragging a bone whip, like an unrivaled killer.

It is a ghost in the realm of life and death.

There are four types of ghosts: red-faced ghosts, green-faced ghosts, purple ghosts, and black star ghosts.

The conditions of birth are different.

But the cultivation base is only divided into five levels.

Ghost Xiu, Ghost Venerable, Ghost King, Ghost Emperor, Ghost God.

After the first holy robbery, he can be called the ghost king of the first robbery.

The next ten kalpas correspond to the ten realms of the holy middle of the human race.

These two ghost kings are the ghost kings who have survived nine thunder calamities, devouring tens of thousands of ghosts, and have their current cultivation base.

In the ghost clan of the nine demon clans, the Nine Tribulations Ghost King is the most powerful existence under the Great Sage. He has cultivated a solid ghost body and possesses the same wisdom as humans.

Going one step further, the Ghost King of the Ten Tribulations will be able to challenge the Great Sage.

The aura emanating from the two Nine Tribulations Ghost Kings made many disciples turn pale. It was a kind of deterrent for the high-ranking ones to the low-ranking ones.

Qin Zhongmou took a deep breath, gradually calmed down, and said: "Dongzhou must not fall into the hands of the ghost clan, pass my order, open the formation, and resist the invasion. The disciples of the inner sect are ready to obey orders at any time!"

Li Lingran guessed what Qin Zhongmou wanted to do, and sighed softly: "With all due respect, it is really difficult to preserve the other domains of Dongzhou. The top priority is to preserve the Dingtian Sacred Gate."

"The Dingtian Holy Sect is different from the past. Now there are more than ten great emperors and strong men. I don't believe it. In the early days of the war, the ghost clan was willing to spend all their efforts to invade Dongzhou." Qin Zhongmou said.

The five great monsters of the Dingtian Holy Gate, the three gate servants, and the three emperors who have the strongest breakthroughs in the Holy Gate, there are a total of eleven emperors.

Feng Jueying said: "The situation in Dongzhou has become so severe. Many cities on the border have become ghost towns, and some areas have even become airspace, with no living people left."

Qin Zhongmou sighed, with a self-deprecating smile on his face, and said: "The reality is so cruel, and strength is the most important thing. Sometimes, even if you want to die with the enemy, you can't do it."

"The reality is indeed cruel, but it is precisely because of cruelty that one can sharpen one's will." Bei Shanwei's voice sounded from the mountain gate.

A mighty figure descended from the sky.

His arms were burning, and crimson lines appeared on the Fire Saint's gloves and armguards.

"Whizzing."

The two ghost kings of the Nine Tribulations, like black streamers, rushed into the sphere of influence of the Dingtian Holy Gate.

Along with them, there are also a large number of ghost shadows.

Those ghost shadows, exuding the yin energy of death all over their bodies, whimpered and flew in the air.

The Nine Tribulations Ghost King, holding the trident halberd, glanced at the high mountain gate of the Dingtian Holy Gate, and said in a hoarse voice, "This is the Dingtian Holy Gate?"

Bei Shanwei emitted flames of light all over his body, blocking the ghostly aura of the two ghost kings of the Nine Tribulations, and said lightly: "Since you know this is the Dingtian Holy Gate, you dare to come in and die?"

"Humph!"

The Ghost King of the Nine Tribulations on the left inspired the will-o'-the-wisp from the trident halberd, pierced it, and struck Bei Shanwei's heart.

"Boom bang."

The sound of air explosions continued, shaking the air in the void violently.

Bei Shanwei struck out with a palm, and the palm collided with the tip of the trident halberd, knocking all the will-o'-the-wisps back and rushing back at the Nine Tribulations Ghost King.

In addition, the power of flames that erupted from the Fire Saint's gauntlet also surged out along with his palm strength, shaking the Nine Tribulations Ghost King to fly backwards.

"Ah... fire... what flames..."

There are quite a few ghost kings around, Five Tribulations and Six Tribulations ghost kings, before they landed, they were burned to ashes by the flames released by the Fire Holy Gloves, and their souls flew away.

Many ghost kings turned pale with fright, burst into haste, escaped from the mountain gate, and rushed into the mighty ghost fog outside.

"Wow"

A golden knife light chased out from the mountain gate and shot into the ghost fog.

"Boom."

The Nine Tribulations Ghost King with horns on his head failed to dodge, and was hit by a knife, the ghost body shattered and turned into a cloud of ghost mist as black as ink.

It didn't die, and quickly condensed into a ghost body again, but, compared with before, it became much weaker.Its gaze was fixed on Feng Jueying standing outside the tower gate, showing horror and fear, and it no longer dared to have any contempt.

This young tribal man is strong!

"If you dare to find fault with Dingtian Shengmen, you are seeking death."

The golden blade on Feng Jueying's body shone with dazzling golden light.

"There are so many strong men in the Cauldron Heaven Sect?"

There was an unbelievable expression in the eyes of the Nine Tribulations Ghost King.

The holy elders around him appeared continuously.

All of a sudden, nearly a hundred people appeared!

Killing a ghost king of the Six Tribulations with one palm, and severely injuring another ghost king of the Six Tribulations with a single blow, such a record is unimaginable.How many years have passed?
The Tianjiao of the Dingtian Holy Gate has grown by leaps and bounds!

There is a map of ten immortals and ten demons enlightening Dao, as well as the help of the Bell of Nothingness, and even a steady stream of pills from the Danbao Pavilion.

The Cause is strong and there is plenty of time.

Most of the true disciples have reached the level of the Holy One.

There are ten more Great Saint Realm powerhouses.

The three one-step great emperors were finally born at the Dingtian Holy Gate.

"Wow!"

A green lotus sword shadow fell from the sky and turned into a human figure.

Li Lingran stared intently, and raised his sword to point at Ghost Mist's position. Thousands of rules of the Dao bloomed from Qinglian's sword body, and Ghost Mist immediately rushed backwards.

"Aren't you showing yourself yet?" Qin Zhongmou raised his voice at the highest point.

Thirty feet above the ground, the ghost fog parted and formed a path.

A peerless woman in a purple dress appeared in everyone's field of vision.

She is Wuying Guiji, the leader of the new generation of ghost clan. She is beautiful, talented, and has a mysterious aura about her.Even if she stood in front of Qin Zhongmou, Qin Zhongmou felt as if she would dissipate with the wind at any time.

"Boom."

The sword sounded.

Qin Zhongmou resolutely shot himself, the long sword flew out, dragged out a tail tens of meters long, and pierced Wuying Guiji's chest.

Wuying Guiji's graceful and delicate body shattered like ceramics, and merged with the surrounding ghost fog.

But at the next moment, the figure of Wuying Guiji stepped out of the ghost fog again, pinching the long skirt with fingers as white as jade, and said gracefully and calmly: "The speed of progress of the Cauldron Heaven Sect is really surprising. This time it was indeed that I was not prepared enough, but next time it will not be such good luck."

"Thank you for your compliment," Qin Zhongmou said.

Cold air gushed out from Wuying Guiji's hands, and a magic staff appeared from her hands.

She sighed softly, and said: "Unfortunately, the world of Qiankun is destined to be destroyed, including the Dingtian Holy Gate, and you will also become a dust in this history. Ten thousand years later, maybe even I can't remember, once Destroy a sect called Dingtian Shengmen."

Qin Zhongmou showed a smile: "You are too confident. You really think that this is in Zhongzhou. Zhongzhou has been completely infiltrated by demons long ago, so you can pull the battle into an advantage so quickly. In Dongzhou, Ding The Heavenly Sacred Sect calculated that your ghost race is just lingering, but in a few years, the Supreme Lord will definitely eradicate the demon race."

There was no trace of emotional fluctuations on Wuying Guiji's face, but a cold light flashed in her beautiful eyes.

At this moment, Bei Shanwei's hands formed palm prints and bombarded the void.

Two pieces of fire clouds flew out, hitting the sky full of ghost fog and dissipating. I don't know how many undead ghosts were scattered.

Wuying Guiji summoned a crystal holy staff, one end of the holy staff was shaped like a phoenix's tail, the other end was sharp like a spear, and a sacred stone was embedded in the phoenix's tail.

Hold the crystal staff and stab the ground.

Immediately, dense inscription patterns, like earthworms, gushed out from the holy staff, forming a formation with a diameter of 33 feet.

The ghost mist between the heaven and the earth all converged towards the formation seal and turned into a large formation of ten thousand ghosts.

Two crimson fire clouds collided with the huge ghost formation, and suddenly, the berserk flames were swallowed by the ghost fog.Like two stones thrown into a pool of water, they disappear.

"Wuying Guiji's mental strength has reached the life-death level, and she can borrow the power of Ghost Mist, which is very difficult to deal with."

Bei Shanwei said in a deep voice.

Wuying Guiji is a sage of spiritual power and a master of ghost manipulation.

However, all spiritual cultivators are most afraid of close combat, as long as they get close to her, she may not be able to resist.

However, she is protected by a formation, so getting close to her is definitely not an easy task.

Holding the sword, Li Lingran strode forward, one step at ten feet, and rushed towards the ghost formation with a diameter of 33 feet. When he was approaching the ghost formation, he grabbed at the void with his fingers, stabbed, and tore apart a ten-foot-long space crack.

The space crack is like the mouth of a giant beast, dark and empty, containing great danger.

Wuying Guiji seemed to have expected that Li Lingran would use the power of space a long time ago. With the five snowy fingers of her right hand, she pressed them out from the air, and from her crystal clear red lips, she uttered a word: "Here."

The crack in the space of tens of feet had just rushed into the ghost formation, but was suppressed by a powerful force and closed again.

That power was extremely cold.

"We will meet again soon, some time later."

Void left only a faint sentence.

"Let her run away."

Li Lingran said unhappily.

"She will come."

Qin Zhongmou was lost in thought.

"Why didn't the formation be triggered today? Did something happen, or did the Holy Gate have an inner ghost?"

Qin Zhongmou's expression was full of indifference.

If there is a traitor, he must be the first to be held accountable.

(End of this chapter)