King of the Fairy City

The terrifying nursery rhyme echoing in the sky rushed into the core. The first half was pure and ethereal, full of rural atmosphere, but the second half was like mourning music, accompanied by the screams of black crows, extremely terrifying, but it could not be driven away. The voice of the child was like a devil's sound filling the brain, making people crazy.

The strongest people of Kunpeng Divine Sect naturally knew more about the Divine Sect. Just by listening to the nursery rhyme, they remembered something. Their faces turned pale in an instant, and their bodies couldn't help trembling.

Soon, the strongest people in the core saw the scarecrow step by step, but like jumping, striding forward, with a real face that seemed to cry and laugh, full of evil breath.

Especially the unfathomable breath on the scarecrow, which made people feel more terrified.

There is no doubt that this is a terrifying existence at the level of a human immortal.

The scarecrow's eyes turned with difficulty and looked at the Immortal Martial Arena, flashing a ray of light, motionless.

"This scarecrow... is over. Where can we find the fourth human immortal?"

"The ironclad sect rules of Kunpeng Divine Sect - immortal weapons cannot participate in any battles related to or unrelated to the sect. They can only protect the fire and obey the orders of the headmaster."

"Obviously, this scarecrow has betrayed the sect rules. We are in danger. I didn't expect that Kunpeng Divine Sect would let this scarecrow betray the sect rules."

The four tribes of Jiuzhou were in chaos. Even the top existences of the ghost clan Huangquan Ghost Emperor, the human clan Shadow Demon Lord, Guba Demon Lord, and the demon clan Dragon Emperor Phoenix Ancestor were terrified.

This scarecrow is said to be a pseudo-immortal weapon. Even if no one can refine it and make it better, and there is not much progress after years of hard practice, it is still a pseudo-immortal weapon, comparable to the existence of human immortals. There are no human immortals in the four tribes of Jiuzhou.

Just as the strongest people from all tribes were discussing, the scarecrow suddenly turned his head, and a black crow suddenly pecked and took out one of the scarecrow's eyes. The blood and flesh were blurred, but the scarecrow seemed to be used to it and didn't mind at all. He said coldly: "Welcome to the end of the world."

The strongest people from the four tribes were shocked. The thing they worried about was finally happening.

However, no one left at the first time. They were reluctant to give up the great opportunity at this time. If... they could get the Emperor Seal, they might be able to change the world and command the scarecrow.

However, the strongest people from the four tribes of Jiuzhou saw that the people of Kunpeng Divine Sect had gathered together and protected the seal that was floating in the void and surrounded by brilliant fairy mist in the middle.

"There is no other way, we can only retreat. Although we may be able to fight this scarecrow with numbers if we join forces, the kings are not pushovers."

"That's right, there is no chance of winning anyway. The most important thing now is to preserve our strength. When they react, we will die in this killing game."

"Let's all go! No more hesitation."

Among the strongest people of the four tribes of Jiuzhou, some of them have already felt fear and encouraged others to retreat and retain their strength.

In such a bad situation, there are really many who agree, after all, the gap is so obvious.

"Want to leave? Can you leave?"

War King Ling Jiushu laughed loudly, waved his hand, and the gray mist above the sky slowly dispersed, revealing countless gun muzzles and wheels, all of which are powerful war instruments. There are many of them. Although not all of them are treasures above the fifteenth level, they are shocking enough.

Until this moment, the killing game finally revealed.

Hundreds of war instruments were suspended in the sky, hidden in the gray mist. Behind these instruments, there were blurry human figures controlling the war instruments, flashing dazzling killing lights, ready to kill the strongest below at any time.

"Go!"

The scarecrow pointed his finger, and suddenly, dozens of black crows flapped their wings and flew up screaming. Then, the scarecrow opened his mouth again, as big as a water tank, and the inside was as dark as an abyss. There were bursts of hollow and resonant screams, and then a huge black shadow rushed out, with an endless number and a sky full of dark fog.

These black crows were the same as the dozens of black crows on the scarecrow. They were as black as ink, without eyeballs, only eye whites, and the edges of the eye whites were a circle of scarlet blood. They screamed and deafened the ears, piercing gold and cracking rocks, and rushed out with endless dark fog waves.

The black crows that filled the sky and ground either swooped down to kill the strongest of the four tribes in Kyushu, or flew tens of thousands of miles away, turning into a black sky curtain, falling down, surrounding this place like an iron barrel, so that even the wind could not blow in, let alone living beings.

"Kill!"

The contemporary King of Hell smiled coldly, pointed his cane at the strongest of the four tribes in Kyushu, and his voice was murderous.

In the high and vast sky, the mist suddenly rolled up, and a huge and terrifying aura spread. The muzzles of the hills flashed black dim light, and the mysterious energy, the chariots or crossbows, or the sealed beast heads, all were shining, extremely bright, and the rosy clouds were like waterfalls, rushing up.

In addition, there were dozens of pagodas of various colors, shaking and emitting killing light, falling all over the sky, and a huge golden portal, flowing with the sacred and supreme aura, flowing with thousands of colorful clouds, and the moment the door was opened, the blood-colored light inside surged like an ocean, condensing into thousands of weapons and hitting.

Encirclement and killing!

This is a desperate siege!

The scarecrow, the kings, the war instruments... the three of them moved together, with overwhelming power, making the laws of heaven and earth tremble, unable to help but surrender, with boundless terror.

"Ah——"

Just as the battle began, a powerful demon was shot through the magic shield by the war cannon, and then his body was penetrated by blood, and then surrounded by hundreds of black crows, pecking at him frantically, and in a blink of an eye, only a skeleton was left, stained with blood, and attached with a few flesh threads...

The strongest, fallen!

The power of the war weapon is too terrible. It is a terrifying killing weapon used in large and super large wars to kill thousands of lives in one blow. It is also not weak against the strongest. Many attacks come one after another, and the strongest can hardly resist it, not to mention that this is a demon who has only a few magic weapons.

Seeing this scene, the strongest of the four tribes of Jiuzhou were all shocked. They wanted to break through the light curtain formed by the black crow, but it was difficult to break it for a while. At the same time, they had to guard against the harassment of the kings, black crows, war weapons, etc., which was naturally more difficult to break.

The artillery fire was continuous, magic weapons were shot, and spells were bombarded...

The core was in chaos. In the fierce battle, the fall of the strongest was not a new thing. Although it was rare, there were also kings and princes from the four tribes of Jiuzhou and Kunpeng Divine Sect.

"Puff!"

Su Zizhen's delicate and pretty face turned pale, and she spurted out a mouthful of green blood. A fist-sized gap was pierced on her fragrant shoulder, and blood was flowing wildly.

Beside her, countless black crows suddenly went crazy, screaming and rushing over desperately, pecking at her with their sharp beaks comparable to magic weapons, and even piercing through the magic shield.

Su Zizhen looked a little panicked, and countless thick grass belts stretched out from behind and from her sleeves, tangled into a ball, blocking her in front of her. At the same time, a bright and clear full moon rose above her head, hanging high, flowing with misty and dazzling moonlight, brilliant and crystal, like water entering the fog, spreading out.

At this moment, another pillar of dim light penetrated the void and blasted towards Su Zizhen.

This war magic weapon was too sharp. The late stage of refining the void was not very afraid, but if the creatures in the early stage of refining the void were hit, they would also be severely injured.

Boom!

The dim light spread wildly, Su Zizhen's face was pale, and she looked back with a bit of confusion. A tall man in black clothes, with an indifferent expression, stood behind her. It was Tan Tai Bumie.

Tan Tai Bumie is also in the early stage of refining the void, but he is an immortal corpse, with a strong physique, and many mysterious and powerful methods of the Shiba Sect, so he is not as afraid of this war weapon as Su Zizhen.

After all, if you compare seriously, Su Zizhen is far inferior to Tan Tai Bumie. After all, she is not a human, and she does not have so many heaven-defying magic weapons.

Afterwards, the two joined forces, Tan Tai Bumie as the main and Su Zizhen as the auxiliary, manipulating the laws, displaying magical powers, and struggling to resist the waves of terrifying killing intent.

On the other side, in the ghost clan, the Dark Swamp Crocodile God and the Immortal Luo Ghost King also joined forces, relying on each other, and struggling to resist all kinds of attacks.

In the four tribes of Jiuzhou, every strongest person was barely resisting and fighting to the death.

However, the more they fought, the more confused the strongest people felt, because they could not see the vitality and could not find a way out. This killing situation seemed... unsolvable.

At the Emperor Seal, the battle was also fierce, with blood splattering from time to time, some limbs flying out, or the treasure being broken, the spirituality greatly reduced, or even directly exploded and completely destroyed.

The Spirit Gourd Venerable Seat carried the Great Dao Magical Instrument Gourd on his back, and the aura of the Great Dao permeated his body. His eyes kept scanning the battlefield, and finally fell on the Emperor Seal in front of him. Without seeing how he moved, the glittering yellow sand in the sky flew over.

"The strongest of the earth system?"

The contemporary Stone King of the Human Tribe of the Kunpeng Divine Sect stared at the Spirit Gourd Venerable Seat, raised his fist and stirred up a monstrous gray mist, smashing it: "Can sand penetrate stone?"

The Spirit Gourd Venerable Seat's eyes flashed, and his body did not move. The yellow sand in the sky separated into a stream and condensed into a Kunpeng, carrying the Spirit Gourd Venerable Seat to dodge away, and at the same time quietly condensed a little yellow sand and rushed towards the Emperor Seal.

"Die!"

At this moment, the scarecrow pointed far away, and the void trembled violently. A straw was like a silk thread across the sky, sharp and unmatched. It slashed down, and it was no less than a flying sword. The golden wood-type spiritual power gushed out.

The sudden attack of the pseudo-immortal weapon caught the Spirit Gourd Venerable Seat off guard. It barely gathered a stream of yellow sand and drove it to turn into a sand gate, which was thousands of feet high and magnificent.

However, with a loud "bang", the sand gate collapsed instantly, and golden light burst down. With a loud "dang", the Spirit Gourd Venerable Seat was shocked to spurt blood and flew backwards.

"You're not dead?"

The scarecrow seemed to be laughing or crying. He pointed again, and another golden straw flew away. This time, this straw was full of vitality, and it was full of plump and round rice grains, filled with the breath of the avenue, suppressing it.

Suddenly!

A piece of something fell from the sky and smashed down with great force. The green light was as raging as a mountain, as bright as a divine flame, and it burned fiercely. It actually knocked the straw away, and then it collapsed.

"Hmm?"

The scarecrow stared, and saw that what knocked away its straw was actually nine bronze coffins with ancient shapes, carved with various pagoda paintings, interwoven patterns, and shining runes. They were surrounded by rolling yin energy and fierce wind.

At this moment, the scarecrow felt a solemn feeling in his heart for the first time. His intuition told him that these nine bronze coffins were not simple.

"Green Coffin Ghost Emperor?"

The contemporary stone king's voice was cold.

Each of the nine bronze coffins was wrapped with a black chain as thick as an arm, and each was connected to a top-level spiritual being. These nine beings had already fallen, and only their flesh bodies still existed, being sacrificed and refined into puppets.

But at this moment, the golden rice was blown away by the blow, and the bodies of the nine incarnation-level creatures also collapsed, leaving only nine bronze ancient coffins standing there alone.

"Kala La--"

The eight bronze coffins made a deafening sound and slowly opened, pouring out a large area of ​​gloomy and terrifying fog, and the cold wind was bone-chilling, carrying a tragic breath of death.

"Since... no one can stop you, this emperor is willing to give it a try."

An old and harsh voice came slowly, and eight pale and withered ghost claws, like chicken claws, climbed up the edge of the ancient coffin.

"You? You're just at the peak of Xu Refining, what qualifications do you have..."

The Stone King sneered disdainfully and was about to say something when suddenly, a ray of green light came out and flew him away. He spat out a mouthful of blood, his face full of disbelief.

"S-Sir..."

The Stone King looked horrified and looked at the Scarecrow in awe.

The scarecrow didn't even look at him. The remaining eyeball shone with a cold luster, as cold as lightning, and said slowly: "Half-step immortal..."

"Alas, there is only one life left for the ninth life in the bronze coffin. The time is too short..."

While they were talking, the people in the eight bronze coffins all sat up. They all looked exactly the same, and they were all at the peak of Void Refining, extremely close to the human-immortal level. They were terrifying to the extreme!