The ubiquitous spiritual tide has the power to destroy the heaven and the earth.
The whole world is confused.
Between the spiritual tides, the four-colored clouds appear so small, but they can move forward steadily.
We no longer know how far we have penetrated into the ancient immortal battlefield. At this moment, a purple rainbow suddenly appeared in front of the left side of the four-color cloud. It shuttled between the spiritual tides at an astonishing speed and quickly approached the four-color cloud.
If you look closely, Zihong's body is actually a warship!
If Qin Sang could see the warship, he would definitely be able to recognize it at a glance. It is a unique flying magical weapon of the Tianxing Alliance, called the Tianxing warship.
No matter what magic weapon the Tianxing Alliance uses, it seems that it has a unified format, and even the functions are similar, with only strong and weak differences.
However, this Tianxing warship was more than ten times larger than the largest warship Qin Sang had seen before.
"Lao Niubi didn't come until now. I thought you were greedy for life and afraid of death, so you didn't dare to go to Ziwei Palace!"
The four-colored cloud stopped in place, waiting for the Tianxing warship to approach, and the red-haired ancestor's mocking voice sounded from inside.
Qin Sang, who stayed quietly in the red clouds, realized that the monks from the Tianxing Alliance had arrived. He looked out with wide eyes and could only see a long purple rainbow.
There was a cold snort from the warship, tit for tat, "Red-haired old ghost, I think the older you are in the world, the less courageous you are, and the longer you live, the more you return! This time you enter Ziwei Palace, be sure not to fall inside.
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The red-haired ancestor sneered: "I'm still waiting to collect your body. No matter what, you have to live a few more days. I heard that you failed to forcefully attack the late stage of Nascent Soul. I'm really happy and congratulatory! Don't add insult to injury. What's wrong with you?
Injured? If Sin Yuan takes advantage of it, we will end our descendants!"
The people on the warship said angrily: "The lips are dead and the teeth are cold, and the Tianxing Alliance is in trouble. How can your Xiaohan region be immune? The day before yesterday, I had a plan to join forces. You'd better think carefully about it. If you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust!"
After a pause, the red-haired ancestor stopped shouting loudly and said in a gloomy voice: "Why, Old Niubi, do you really want to surrender to Sin Abyss and live under someone else's roof?"
This time, it was the people on the warship who took charge and said calmly: "If things can't be done and the situation is forced, how can I let all the sentient beings and so many disciples of the Tianxing Alliance be buried with them? It's better to live under someone else's roof than to lose my life! I would rather
Let’s see how long you can stay at ease in Xiaohan!”
The red-haired ancestor was furious: "How dare you threaten me..."
"Do you really think this poor guy is joking?"
The people on the warship snorted coldly, "Red-haired old ghost, you might as well come with me to see how aggressive Sin Yuan is! If the Sin God Palace and Ziwei Palace hadn't opened on the same day, the old guy from Sin Yuan would definitely not want to miss it.
As for the opportunity to hunt for treasure, I might not come to Ziwei Palace today."
The red-haired ancestor's tone was stagnant.
Finally someone came out to break up the fight.
The voice of Demon Lord Tongyou came from the demonic aura, "Okay, two fellow Taoists, now is not the time to argue with each other. Although Sin Yuan is strong, it is not enough to make us afraid to this extent. For now, we still use Ziwei
The palace is important, so it’s not too late to discuss it in detail after we come back. True Taoist friend, Xiao Beichen Xingyuan Formation’s spiritual materials for the formation should be fully prepared, right?”
Demon Lord Tongyou persuaded them to make peace, and the red-haired ancestor and the old master Zhenyi no longer quarreled.
The old Taoist Shinichi said with some pain: "I'm willing to admit defeat! I have been collecting it for more than ten years, and I just managed to get it together. It's best if you don't make any mistakes."
Before he finished speaking, a voice as loud as thunder rang out from the colorful demon mist where the demon cultivator of Tianyao Qiu was, "Don't worry, fellow Taoists, I have brought my clan's most precious treasure to ensure that it will be safe."
"That's good!"
Demon Lord Tongyou said calmly: "Everything is ready, all we need is the east wind. There are no dense cracks in the space ahead. Even we must be cautious. I also ask fellow Taoists to put aside their prejudices and cooperate sincerely."
As he spoke, the Tianxing warship had already flown not far from the four-colored clouds, and it slowed down and slowly approached.
In the end, the two came together closely and moved forward hand in hand.
Sure enough, not far after flying out, he encountered a space crack in front of him.
This space crack shines with milky white light, looks extremely slender, and floats in the void. Even when it is hit by the spiritual tide, it remains motionless.
It was the spiritual tide that was damaged.
No matter how big the spiritual tide is, it will be easily cut in half when it touches the space crack. It is not known whether the power of the spiritual tide is not strong enough or the space crack is too terrifying.
Even if the Nascent Souls of the two realms joined forces, they still did not dare to provoke the space crack and immediately chose to go around.
At the very beginning, the number of space cracks was still very small, but they became increasingly dense as you went deeper, and there were even space cracks that were very hidden and difficult to detect.
The danger here is by no means inferior to the inner valley of Wuya Valley.
Not only did they have to resist the impact of the spiritual tide, they also had to avoid space cracks, which caused their speed to drop sharply.
There was silence among the red clouds.
All that could be heard was the roaring sound of the spiritual tide.
With his own safety in the hands of those Nascent Soul monks, Qin Sang could only resign himself to his fate. He could only feel that he would go left, right, or even make a large circle, not knowing when he would end.
It was obvious that the speed of advancement was getting slower and slower. Qin Sang was secretly shocked by the terrifying nature of the core area of the Ancient Immortal Battlefield, which made such a powerful Yuan Ying extremely cautious.
In the process of advancing, we even encountered sudden dangers on several occasions and turned around sharply, which made everyone worried.
Time passes slowly.
The Tianxing warship and the four-colored clouds seemed to be stumbling, but in fact they were not in danger and were moving forward steadily.
The flight lasted most of a day.
Suddenly, Qin Sang felt Hongyun stop. Just when he was wondering if he had encountered an accident, he heard several soft shouts from around him, "Ziwei Palace has arrived!"
Qin Sang's heart moved, and he stood up suddenly, looking forward with wide eyes.
When he saw the scenery in front of him clearly, he couldn't help but sucked in a breath of air, and was shocked by the majestic vision of heaven and earth that he had never seen before!
Directly ahead is a barren desert, with deep pits all over the ground, obviously caused by the impact of the spiritual tide. Even if there were sand dunes originally, they should have been flattened, and the end can be seen at a glance.
In the huge area ahead, there are surprisingly no spatial cracks.
Deep in the desert, above the sky.
There is no longer a ubiquitous spiritual tide in the sky, but a white cyclone shaped like the eye of a typhoon, with no edges visible at a glance.
No, it’s not that there is no spiritual tide!
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is trapped in the wind, cloud and cyclone, and there is no way to escape!
In the whirlwind, it looked very calm, and those white clouds seemed motionless, not as flamboyant or violent as the spiritual tide.
The cyclone covered the sky and sun, and pressed extremely low. Even though it was so far away, it still gave Qin Sang an extremely depressing feeling, and a sense of powerlessness arose spontaneously because he was so small.
Not only Qin Sang, but also everyone else's expressions became obviously heavy and they stared blankly.
Ziwei Palace is right in the center of the storm!
This chapter has been completed!