Chapter two hundred and thirty two. One hundred and eight.
Chapter 232 One Hundred and Eight
Facing this ancient strong man who suddenly came out and hurt three Ruyi True Immortals with anger, everyone didn't even dare to breathe, for fear of causing anger to be killed by Hunting.
"I don't know how many years have you been waiting for. You are the first cultivators who have been introduced to this demon-suppressing land. Well, since you can't wait for the demon clan, then the same is true for you. Seeing those strong men suppressed by the big monsters, you will give you an opportunity today. If you can kill any strong men under suppression, you can get a treasure from me." The old voice said.
As his words fell, the light suddenly flashed in the sky transformed by the stone tablet, and the eye-catching treasures fell from the sky, floating quietly in the air.
"Is that an immortal weapon?" Many monks saw the weapons that emitted bronze light at a glance. Although these bronze weapons were imprisoned by a thin layer of restriction, the terrifying energy that scattered out made everyone moved.
Immortal weapon, which is not even Ruyi Zhenxian, is above all treasures and is born with boundless power.
It is said that after the ancient war, countless powerful people fell, cultivators withered, and many precious things disappeared into the long river of history, and the immortal weapons are among them. In the current world of immortal cultivation, basically few people can refine immortal weapons, and refining immortal weapons requires extremely rare materials. These materials may be a lot in the ancient times, but after countless years of struggle, they are consumed very seriously, and there are basically not many.
The cultivators who have not refined immortal weapons lack the materials for refining immortal weapons. The two reasons include the immortal weapons becoming too precious in the world of immortal cultivation. Many Ruyi Zhenxian may not be able to own an immortal weapon for a lifetime. Besides, this is the case with the ancient Nine-Rank Ten Schools, let alone those sects, immortal cultivators.
If there are no less than ten immortal artifacts floating in the sky today, how can we not let these three Ruyi Zhenxian be moved? Although most of them are a bit broken, they are basically well preserved, and they must not have much impact.
But no matter how excited the heart is, the solemn expression on the faces of these monks is indeed revealed.
"Senior, these are the ancient strong men who have been suppressed and have not died here for so many years. It may be difficult to kill them with the strength of immortals." Xue Wuchang of the Yin-Yang family shook his head helplessly.
The Confucian immortals and military strategists also had this idea
If these ancient powerful people were so easy to kill, how could they suppress it at the beginning? Instead of killing them on the spot, they obviously have no ability. How could an existence that even the ancient monsters do not have the ability to kill is so easy to deal with
"If you kill one, you will choose an immortal weapon from me. If you can't do it, prepare to stay here for the rest of your life. It's good to talk with me." The old man's voice was very calm, neither happy nor angry
"What?"
All monks' faces changed: "If you do this, wouldn't you be trapped here for the rest of your life?"
The cultivators in the Heavenly Realm are not immortals, and at most they can live 100,000 years. There are three disasters and nine difficulties in the future. Not to mention living 100,000 years, even if they survive the disaster, they will be very troubled. Moreover, they are seeking opportunities in this ancient continent to find some ancient magic weapons to help them overcome the three disasters.
"Okay, I'm too lazy to say more nonsense. Here we suppress one hundred and eight alien kings. When can we kill them all and go out." The old voice gradually faded, and finally disappeared, leaving only a group of cultivators in the Heavenly Realm who looked at each other.
"Damn it, these strong men have been suppressed here for countless years but cannot die. How can we kill them with our arms and legs? It seems that we will be trapped here for a lifetime." A cultivator in the Heavenly Realm complained.
"What should I do?" The voice of the Yin-Yang family's bloodlessness sank.
Feng Jiang looked resolute; "What else can we do? Although we have the strength of Ruyi Zhenxian, there is basically no hope for killing these suppressed strong men, unless we can break through to the next level, it may be possible."
"Break through the next realm?" The Confucian immortal shook his head. "It's also too difficult. When we reach our level, we need more than time. We need opportunities and enlightenment. If we don't have opportunities, we will only be the realm of Ruyi Zhenxian in our lives."
"Yes, but there may be a chance for us three Ruyi Zhenxian to join forces to deal with an ancient strong man." Xue Wuchang from the Yin-Yang family said lightly.
"It makes sense. We can no longer get out of this ghost place. If you try it, you may have a glimmer of chance." Feng Zheng, the military strategist, agreed.
"Just that suppressed Rakshasa powerful man, his fatal flaw is his head, we concentrate our efforts to attack one of them." The Confucian immortal pointed to the suppressed Rakshasa King's Way, who was unable to move.
The other two nodded, and the three Ruyi Zhenxian flew directly to an island above the sea of blood.
After leaving the three Ruyi True Immortals, the cultivators in the Heavenly Realm breathed a sigh of relief. They each began to discuss countermeasures.
Ye Feng stared at the 108 islands in the sea of blood and said in his heart: "Each of these 108 islands suppresses an ancient strong man. Although he has broken through to the realm of heaven, it is probably difficult to kill these suppressed strong men. However, if these suppressed strong men do not die, they will not be able to go out from here. I can afford to be trapped for thousands of years, but if I wait for hundreds of thousands of years, then the outside world will have decades of cucumbers and vegetables."
"It cannot be done like this. We must find a way to kill these suppressed powerful men."
Ye Feng was about to fly towards an island, when the Yao Taoist of Qingmu Sect suddenly came over; "Master Ye Feng, I guess he had heard the words of that mysterious ancient strong man. If we don't kill these suppressed strong men, we may never be able to get out of here. Since this is the case, why don't we learn from the three immortals to join forces to attack one of them? Maybe there is some hope."
"The Yao Dao Ren said it well. Joining forces is the right way to do it at this time. Although fellow Taoist Ye has some barriers to the Qingmu Sect, the difficulties should be abandoned in the present," Chu Tianlong invited him.
Fairy Fantasy smiled; "I wonder what Mr. Ye thought?"
Ye Feng said without thinking, "No need, I, Ye Feng, have never relied on anyone for several years, and this time is no exception. Besides, I am used to being alone, I have received your kindness." After that, Ye Feng flew away directly through the air and flew towards one of the islands.
"Oh, it turns out that I expected it well. Although Ye Feng is named the Lord of the Qingmu Sect, his heart is already betrayed by the Qingmu Sect, and he doesn't even have the idea of cooperating with us." Yao Dao Ren sighed.
"Ye Feng is powerful and has the ability to kill the fake immortal. If he doesn't agree, we can't force him to agree," Chu Tianlong said. "Since Ye Feng has left, why don't we join forces with other monks to attack one of them?"
Elder Jinyi nodded: "Go to contact the cultivators of Tiandao Sect and Yinhun Sect, and gather the power of the three sects of Qixing, maybe there is a glimmer of hope to kill a strong man who suppressed him. By the way, Xiao Jinghong, this person is also hidden very deeply, and has the strength to kill a fake immortal with one sword, and is not weaker than Ye Feng. If he is willing to work together, the chance will be greater."
"No need to wait for him. He has already flew towards an isolated island alone. It seems that he wants to kill the strong man who is suppressed by himself." Chu Tianlong looked into the distance and said.
After a moment, many monks reached a surprising agreement on their opinions, that is, to gather their strength to attack one of them. Among them, the monks in the Biyu Star, Universe Star and other star fields united to form a huge force of dozens of cultivators in the Heavenly Realm, and the local forces on the Qiming Star, Qingmu Sect, Tiandao Sect, Xuenn Peak, Yinhun Sect and other forces united to one place.
The last strength is the three Ruyi Zhenxian
As for Ye Feng, Xiao Jinghong, Gongzi Gao, Tang He and others broke into an island alone, especially Gongzi Gao, Tang He and Tang He all had their own cultivators, but they were not with them, and they were determined to take risks alone.
However, for Ye Feng, the idea is very simple. He has so many trump cards. If he can't even kill a strong person who was suppressed, then even if these people unite, hope will be very slim.
Besides, Ye Feng didn't want to be exposed to the eyes and ears of these monks
The island that Ye Feng chose is a relatively distant one: a giant elephant stepped on the corpse
A white elephant, nine thousand feet tall, was extremely huge. Her two elephant feet pressed against a cold and dark corpse. The giant elephant's two hind legs were slightly raised to increase the weight in front. The corpse was deeply trapped underground, with only half of its head outside, and there was no breath.
Once you step and fall, this posture seems to have been maintained for hundreds of millions of years without any movement.
Ye Feng approached the island and had not yet fallen, a surge of pressure soared into the sky. This pressure seemed to form a huge white elephant roaring in the world. Under the white elephant, a surge of demonic energy kept rolling and brewing. The demonic energy was as if it was about to break the seal at any time, making people feel frightened.
"It's really not simple. Although this giant elephant simply stepped on this corpse, it imprisoned the soul and magic power of the ancient powerful man. No wonder this ancient powerful man has never been able to turn over for countless years."
Ye Feng took a breath slightly, and his soul entered the soul cauldron to seek protection from the soul cauldron, and then the Nine-turn Xuanyi was activated to resist the erosion of the demonic energy.
I have to say that the effect of the Soul Cauldron is indeed powerful. Once Ye Feng's soul enters it, all the damage from the outside world seems to have disappeared, making Ye Feng's soul extremely safe.
"tread"
With a crisp sound of footsteps, Ye Feng came to this island. After entering, Ye Feng felt the gigantic white elephant and the terrifying black corpse.
"This unintentional pressure is only stronger than the ancient Nether Snake I encountered before."
Chapter completed!