As soon as Zhenru Tianzun finished speaking, a crack opened in his belly.
A strange black hand stretched out from the crack, silently and very quickly, and suddenly pressed down on Linghu Bai's chest!
boom!
In the muffled sound, Linghu Bai's body-protecting aura shattered, and his body bent in the middle, like a broken bamboo, and flew backwards.
The whole process happened in the blink of an eye, and everyone could only see a blur in front of their eyes. If they were not strong enough, they could not even catch the traces of Linghu Bai.
Only when one reaches the realm of transformation can one vaguely see a meteor piercing the sky, tearing the void apart and falling into the endless darkness.
"Senior Linghu!"
Countless people screamed in shock, their faces extremely horrified.
Obviously Linghu Bai has completely suppressed Zhenru Tianzun, why did the situation suddenly reverse?
Millions of monks in Nanxuan were all looking at Zhenru Tianzun in the distance.
I saw this huge body trembling non-stop, tens of thousands of pounds of fat surging like waves, a crack opened in the belly, and black air filled the air.
Suddenly, two big hands made of black energy came out and tore open the flesh and blood of the belly, just like tearing up a piece of waste paper without any obstruction.
When the heroes of Nanxuan saw this scene, they couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
Although Zhenru Tianzun was seriously injured, how stable is the saint's physical body? These black hands suddenly appeared and easily tore open Zhenru's belly. There was no lag in the whole process, which is simply incredible!
This was not over yet. After the belly was torn open, there were no internal organs inside, only endless darkness.
There is a golden stone door deep in the darkness, and there is faint applause behind the stone door.
Snapped!
Snapped!
Snapped!
Every round of applause was like a dark cloud floating in the heart of monk Nanxuan. Although he was not hurt, he felt extremely depressed.
Everyone looked surprised and uncertain. Only Liang Yan guessed something. His pupils shrank suddenly and he looked at the golden stone door with disbelief.
The next moment, the stone door slowly opened, and a middle-aged man stepped out slowly, stroking his hands and smiling.
This man is wearing a dragon, phoenix and purple gold robe, and a seven-star cloud crown on his head. He has a square face, thick eyebrows, and a black mole at the corner of his mouth. Although he is smiling, he has an aura of majesty.
When he took this step, the world was eclipsed!
The white clouds of three thousand miles and the strong wind of ninety thousand miles all dissipated in this moment.
The entire "Daluo Cave" has fallen into chaos, and there is no trace of light!
"Okay, okay, okay!"
The man stroked his palms and said with a smile: "Old friend Linghu, you are here after all."
While speaking, his spiritual consciousness was released, covering the entire "Da Luo Cave Heaven".
Millions of miles of space, every corner, and every particle of dust is in his sea of consciousness.
"Come out, I know that palm just now can't hurt you."
The middle-aged man smiled and said calmly: "We have been chess friends for many years, and it's time to meet today."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a breeze blowing in the distance, and a man in Confucian robes slowly appeared.
It was Linghu Bai who was beaten away just now!
There was nothing unusual about his breath, and his clothes were still the same.
It seemed that the man in purple robe was right. Although the palm just now was a sneak attack, it did not hurt a single hair of Linghu Bai.
"Bury the Heavenly Emperor."
Linghu Bai looked calm and slowly uttered three words.
Among the heroes of Nanxuan, many people looked puzzled, because for them, this name was really unfamiliar.
Everyone only knows that the largest force in Beiming is Tiangong City, and the man behind the war between the north and the south is the mysterious and unpredictable Lord of Tiangong City.
But no one knows his origin!
In the long history of Antarctic Fairy Continent, there is no record of this person taking action. His strength is unknown, his magical power is unknown, and no one even knows his name.
There are rumors that Tiangong City was founded by this person, but some people say that Tiangong City has actually had three city owners since its establishment.
It wasn't until the outbreak of the Civil War that everyone knew the ambition of the Tiangong City Lord. It was only at this time that they discovered that the enemy had been planning for many years, and the entire Antarctic Continent was part of this person's plan.
"Is this his name, Emperor Burial of Heaven?"
Liang Yan looked at the purple-robed man in the distance, his eyes twitching slightly, and his expression became extremely serious.
Yes, that’s the smell!
When I was in the Black Mountain Territory, that suffocating sense of oppression came from this person. It was he who forcibly changed his sixth difficulty!
Outside the tomb of the Queen Mother of the West, she almost died and died.
Looking back now, Liang Yan still can't forget that feeling. It was a feeling of destiny being controlled by others!
"Why does Emperor Burial of Heaven appear here?"
Liang Yan woke up suddenly, his mind was racing, and he vaguely thought of something.
He looked at the familiar figure. The calm man in Confucian robes was currently standing on white clouds, suspended above the nine heavens.
"Could it be that all the arrangements of Luo Tianshan are not to annihilate the heroes of Nanxuan, but to lure him out?"
This thought made Liang Yan's heart tremble.
Before he could think about it, he heard the Heaven Burying Emperor chuckle and say: "Old friend Linghu, when was the last time we met? Let me think about it, it seems to be eight hundred years ago. You almost died that time.
, if Wen Lanfei hadn’t fought tooth and nail to save him, our game of chess would have ended long ago.”
"Wen Lanfei?"
Liang Yan was slightly startled when he heard this name.
Isn't this the Palace Master of Bihai Palace, the second saint of Wushuang City? The "Fish and Dragon Dance" he practiced was created by this person. Could it be that this old Palace Master did not disappear, but died in the burial
In the hands of the Emperor of Heaven!
When Liang Yan thought of this, he turned his eyes and saw that Linghu Bai's face was calm, neither happy nor sad, but there was a hint of sadness deep in his eyes.
"Yes, Wen Lanfei sacrificed his life to save me for eight hundred years. If it weren't for him, this game would have been lost long ago."
"Hahaha!"
The Burial Emperor suddenly burst into laughter: "Wen Lanfei is a man, but it's a pity that he doesn't know the destiny! It's the general trend for me to follow the path of heaven and become the ten ancestors! If you go against me, you are going against heaven. In the end, it's just a mirror, a mirror, a mirror, a mirror, a mirror, a moon in the water, it's all in vain
One game!"
"Is it the way of heaven?"
Linghu Bai murmured and also laughed: "The way of heaven is mysterious and elusive. In my opinion, the heart of heaven is not as good as the heart of the human heart. If the way of heaven were really irreversible, then there would not have been the 'Nine Saints Slaying Immortals', nor
There will not be the 180,000-year prosperity of Antarctica."
"Western Queen?"
There was a trace of sarcasm on the face of Emperor Burial's mouth, and he said with a smile: "It's just bones in the grave! Although she has some means, her mind is not firm enough, and she still has a trace of so-called 'compassion', so failure is an inevitable outcome. To be honest,
In my eyes, she is inferior to you!"
"Excuse me." Linghu Bai said calmly with a calm face.
"Why do you have to be so self-effacing?" Emperor Burial Heaven seemed to be interested, and he chuckled: "Actually, we are the same kind of people. From a certain perspective, you are no different from me. It's a pity that you have some unnecessary things in your heart.
The obsession makes you unable to transcend, so you are trapped in the chess game."
"Obsessed, maybe!"
Linghu Bai smiled inexplicably and said: "In life, there are always some ties of cause and effect, and you can't be truly free."
"It seems that you also know that today is the day to die!"
The Burial Emperor smiled, did not make any movements, and did not use any spells.
But there was a majestic aura that suppressed the entire "Daluo Cave", making everyone feel palpitated!
Among the millions of monks, only those at the Transformation Tribulation Realm can still stay awake. Those below the Transformation Tribulation Realm are all lying on the ground, their bodies trembling, and their consciousness is blank.
"The simplest layouts are often the most effective."
As the Burying Emperor spoke, he glanced at Liang Yan. The latter felt a huge mountain pressing down on his head, and he was sweating profusely. He actually had the idea of surrendering.
Fortunately, his character was strong enough. Even though his face was pale and his breath was confused, he always stood upright and suppressed the fear in his heart.
Upon seeing this, the Buried Emperor didn't get angry, but instead showed a smile.
"Linghu Bai, this kid is what you value most, right? You don't care about the lives and deaths of countless people, but you will show up to save him! So today's situation is to invite you to the urn."
His words confirmed Liang Yan's previous conjecture.
"really!"
Liang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.
By this time, he could roughly guess the layout of Emperor Burial.
Since then, this person has confirmed his relationship with Linghu Bai since the Black Mountain Territory. However, due to the "living dead", he was unable to deduce his whereabouts, so he used Luo Tianshan's "Magic Acting Method" to lay out the plan.
, led himself to the mountain, and finally forced Linghu Bai to show up.
In order not to make Linghu Bai suspicious, he still stayed in Tiangong City and did not leave even a step.
But secretly, a restriction was left in Zhenru Tianzun's body. As long as Zhenru Tianzun is injured by Linghu Bai's magical power, he can cross the endless space and teleport to the "Daluo Cave"!
As Emperor Zangtian said, this layout is very simple, but effective enough.
If Linghu Bai does not show up, millions of monks in Nanxuan will be killed by Zhenru Tianzun, including Liang Yan. But if he shows up, the purpose of burying the Emperor of Heaven will be achieved. This is the so-called "inviting you to enter the urn"!
The reason why we were able to achieve this step is that no one expected that the dignified master of Luotian Mountain and a Buddhist saint would have been controlled by him long ago!
After hearing this, Linghu Bai remained calm and calm, and only flicked his sleeves.
A soft breeze blew slowly, and Liang Yan relaxed all over. The invisible giant peak pressing on his head collapsed. He finally breathed a sigh of relief and recovered from the pressure of the Buried Emperor.
"Thank you City Lord!" Liang Yan muttered silently in his heart.
"Why bother?"
Emperor Zangtian laughed and said: "None of you can run away today. I will kill you first and then him. Everything will be settled."
After speaking, point with your hand.
The entire "Daluo Cave Sky" began to tremble, the sand cracked, the mounds collapsed, and the sky was shattered like a mirror, turning into endless darkness and chaos!
Suddenly, nine suns appeared above the sky, all pure black in color, like nine strange eyes looking at Linghu Bai at the same time.
boom!
In an instant, the space where Linghu Bai was was shattered, countless black fires filled the air, and enveloped him.
Liang Yan and others were shocked. When they looked up, they saw Linghu Bai's figure swaying in the fire, twisting and bending like water waves, and it was not human at all.
Although the strength of the sub-sages is much lower than that of the saints, they still have good vision. At this time, they all saw that the power of the Burying Emperor was several times more powerful than that of Zhenru Tianzun with just one move!
At this moment, nine black suns were suspended above the sky, and strange black light spread to the earth, covering millions of miles of space.
Wu Nian's pupils shrank, and he suddenly jumped into the air, pointing his right hands together into a sword, and drew a golden circle on the ground.
"Everyone stand in the circle!"
After hearing this, the Patriarch of Zhonghuajie, without any hesitation, activated the escape light one after another and brought all the monks around him into the circle.
Liang Yan glanced at each other unintentionally, and also brought Xiong Yuer, Li Xiran and others into the circle.
A moment later, black light fell from the sky and landed on everyone's heads. Wu Nian immediately put his hands together and activated the magic formula. A golden light curtain appeared above his head, blocking the black light.
Gold and black rays of light continued to clash, and mysterious runes appeared in mid-air one after another, and then burst, resulting in powerful mana fluctuations that frightened everyone in Nanxuan even through the golden light barrier.
"Fortunately, there is Wu Nian Divine Monk, otherwise I would have died without a burial place!"
The casual blow of the Burying Emperor shocked everyone. Even if the target was not them, as long as they were caught in the aftermath of the fight, they would definitely die!
Fortunately, there is a second saint here, which gives the heroes of Nanxuan some peace of mind.
Looking again in mid-air, Linghu Bai's figure has been swallowed up by black fire, but his aura has not disappeared. Countless winds are blowing in the "Daluo Cave Sky", and his shadow seems to be in every wind.
.
"Beyond the clouds, carrying the blue sky, riding the wind for ninety thousand miles, how happy is the blue sky!"
Emperor Zang Tian laughed loudly: "The "Feng Yun Wushuang Jue" is only a third-rate technique, but you have blazed an unprecedented path. It is truly unparalleled! However, this technique has its limits. After all, it cannot aspire to the great road. This is your fate.
Bar."
Having said this, he waved his sleeves, and the nine suns in the sky burned more and more intensely, gradually began to melt, and black mud fell down.
This sludge seemed to have spirituality, and soon merged into the strong wind in the sky. The originally agile and elegant breeze soon became sluggish, and the speed became slower and slower until it stopped.
In the end, countless strong winds dissipated, leaving only one, spinning around in place, revealing Linghu Bai's figure.
"How did you escape from me?"
Buried Emperor was so arrogant that he grabbed his hand, and a ball of black fire fell from the sky, turned into a huge palm, and grabbed the top of his head.
Linghu Bai's face was indifferent, and he made a magic trick. He saw countless strong winds blowing from all directions, condensing into a thousand-foot-long sword, and slashed forward, splitting the oncoming black fire hand in the middle.
However, even though the magical power was broken, the black fire did not disappear. Instead, it turned into thousands of strands, scurrying toward Linghu Bai like poisonous snakes.
Faced with such a dangerous scene, Linghu Bai did not dodge, but just blew lightly.
In an instant, the surrounding white clouds rolled and turned into tens of thousands of white foxes, running around and swallowing up the countless black fires one by one.