At Guhuang Mountain, the Zhao family's fleet safely passed through the outer mountains and sailed into the core Dragon Vein area.
Just as the army was excited because of the smooth progress, the warships at the front suddenly lost control and crashed into the mountains.
"What's going on?" asked a saint from the Zhao family.
"Ancestor, there are extremely powerful restrictions around the sacred mountain in the center, and it cannot be vacated!"
"Can't fly?" The saint frowned and flew forward to experience it for himself. He found that the restriction was indeed enough to suppress the saint, so he returned to discuss with the other two people.
"After all, it is a cemetery without beginning, so it is normal to have restrictions!" said the sage king of the Zhao family.
"Since we can't fly, let's just go down. Leave one person to guard the perimeter, and the other will go in with me."
Under the leadership of this sage king, the Zhao family's army chose one of the nine dragon mountains to enter.
This group of people were wary at first, but soon they were lost in what they learned along the way.
The lighting objects inlaid on the walls are divine source grains, the flowers, plants and trees on the roadside are all elixirs, and even the stones paving the way are valuable precious minerals. Even the sage king can't bear such a luxurious pomp, and it feels like
My mind felt dizzy.
"It's just the periphery that is such a treasure, but the core..."
The Saint King and the other Saint looked at each other and quickened their pace in tacit understanding.
Soon the army entered the Star Road, which was made by the Immortal Emperor from a real star field. Walking there felt like really swimming in the stars, which was refreshing.
At the end of the Avenue of Stars is a looming door, mysterious and alluring.
"Only when you transcend the world can you see the gods. Wu Shi is such a big pomp!" The sage king of the Zhao family sneered. Eternal people have no good impression of Wu Shi, let alone respect.
"Humph! No matter how strong he is, he will still be nothing more than a piece of loess in a hundred thousand years. Today we dug his grave to wash away the shame he brought to the eternal kingdom!" Another saint's attitude was even more irritable, and he directly demanded
Become Duan De.
"Let's go!" Under the leadership of the two saints, the army entered the door that seemed to lead to the kingdom of heaven...
In the Qinglian Holy Land, the fragile light curtain was torn apart by the electromagnetic cannon, revealing the aura of helium and hydrogen below, and the picturesque fairyland.
"Which madman dares to break into our demon tribe's holy land?!"
With a loud shout, densely packed monsters rose into the sky to confront the fleet, led by a red dragon and a colorful peacock.
The sage king of the Zhang family glanced at it lightly and saw that the two demons were only in the Dao-killing realm, with a look of disdain in his eyes: "The inheritance of Wanqing is really so weak, it should be destroyed today!"
"Hmph! What a loud tone!" came a cold voice, and along with it came a blue beam of light that destroyed the world.
The sage king of the Zhang family shrank his pupils and moved thousands of miles away in an instant to avoid the green light, but the fleet behind him was not so lucky. Everything the beam passed by turned into fly ash, and the army was gone in just one move.
One percent!
"How brave!" The sage king of the Zhang family looked down and saw a flawless and stunning woman in white clothes walking out from among the monsters. She was holding a green lotus as long as the forearm in her hand.
The moment he saw Qinglian, the pupils of the Saint King of the Zhang family shrank, but soon turned greedy: "Wanqing's weapon! Are you his descendant?"
Yan Ruyu was as cold as ice: "Not bad!"
"Hahaha..." The Saint King of the Zhang family laughed: "God has blessed my Zhang family. Wanqing killed my ancestor back then, and today I will cut off his bloodline and seize his inheritance to comfort the spirit of my ancestor in heaven!"
After saying this, he directly took out a Great Sage mecha and entered it. His momentum surged, and he commanded the entire army at the same time: "Disperse the battle formation, and let the entire army shoot freely!"
Tens of thousands of mechas and aircraft dispersed instantly, pouring firepower towards the Qinglian Holy Land from all directions.
Seeing that the opponent was so ignorant of martial ethics, Yan Ruyu's pretty face turned cold, while the Saint King of the Zhang family showed a successful smile. Since he already knew that Wanqing's weapons were here, how could he not be prepared:
"It doesn't matter if you have divine weapons. With your current level of cultivation, even my army can kill you!"
All saints are like ants! This is not unreasonable.
Even if a powerful person holds an imperial weapon, he can't do anything to a saint. As long as he doesn't use his wits and is tough, guerrilla attacks and sneak attacks can kill you. This is the impact of the absolute gap in cultivation.
Yan Ruyu is still just a Taoist slayer. Facing a supreme holy king and an overwhelming army, even the imperial soldiers are useless.
The consumption of the imperial weapons was terrifying, even if she and Qinglian bloodline figured it out, she still wouldn't be able to activate a few strikes.
"My Zhang family has accepted Wanqing's weapons!"
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In the primitive lake, the ancient sage of the Canghai tribe personally took action to collect the chaotic lake water. The round tripod as big as a small bowl seemed to have no bottom, continuously absorbing the lake water.
Some tribesmen applauded one after another and rushed to praise their ancestor's holy power, but they did not notice that their ancestor's face was getting more and more ugly.
The uneasiness in the heart of the ancient sage Canghai is getting stronger and stronger. The jade tripod he is holding is not made by himself, but is a top-quality sacred instrument passed down from generation to generation. It is called the Four Seas tripod. As the name suggests, it can hold the water of the four seas.
The legend may be a bit exaggerated, but it is still enough to hold a piece of the sea.
But what makes Ancient Sage Canghai uneasy today is that he has been activating this holy weapon for a quarter of an hour from the very beginning to now.
It stands to reason that even if it is really a sea, it should be reduced by at least half, but the lake below, which does not look too big, has not shrunk at all. The sparkling water surface is slightly undulating, and it has not dropped even an inch.
And there is another problem.
"According to the memory of the native, there should be a group of ancient creatures here, but why have we been here for so long without seeing even a single shadow..."
The Ancient Sage Canghai looked around, and suddenly found that the surroundings had been filled with thin mist at some point, and his entire fleet was shrouded in it, making it look a little hazy.
No! The sense of crisis in the heart of the Ancient Saint Canghai exploded directly.
He put away the Four Seas Cauldron and shouted: "Retreat, retreat quickly!" As he said that, he took the lead and flew away.
But the next moment he became desperate, and the fog covering all directions instantly turned into chaotic mist, with endless murderous intentions hidden within.
The Canghai tribe's electronic detection equipment completely failed, and the monks' spiritual consciousness could not penetrate it. The entire fleet was immediately in chaos.
"Now that you're here, don't leave!" Along with the low words, two figures appeared in the mist.
The Ancient Saint of Canghai immediately stared at the older-looking one, because the other person was clearly a holy king, and he was no match for him even if he was wearing a mecha.
"Senior, I have just arrived and I didn't realize that there is already an owner here. If you don't mean to offend me, please forgive me and wait for once. I will definitely thank you!" The Ancient Sage of Canghai said with sincerity on his face as he tried to muddle through.
The Holy King of Primordial Lake smiled: "It doesn't matter, I'm not a stingy person. Let's do this. If you take the water from my clan's Holy Lake, then I'll take something from you too."
After saying that, the old holy king took out a yellow gourd, filled with imperial power!